After evening self-study, Qiao Qing packed all the books on the table into his schoolbag, making sure nothing was left out before he was the last one to leave the classroom and locked the door.
It was almost half past nine when Qiao Qing arrived home.
"Jojo is back."
When Qiao's mother saw Qiao Qing, she smiled and gave gentle instructions.
"I'll go heat up the food. There's some fruit on the table. Eat some first to fill your stomach."
In a blink of an eye, he went to the kitchen to busy himself.
"good."
Qiao Qing walked briskly, put the heavy schoolbag back into the room, and then walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.
The original owner's family was not well off. If her tuition and miscellaneous fees had not been waived and she had not received a scholarship, she would not have been able to stay in this school.
The school expenses are very high, so she basically never eats in the cafeteria.
In the evening, in order to save some time for class and study, I didn’t go home. I just ate some bread with hot water to fill my stomach.
It was already past nine forty when Qiao's mother finished heating up the food.
She served the food to Qiao Qing, brought it to the table and placed it in front of Qiao Qing.
"I made your favorite yam and pork ribs soup today."
With an expectant look in his eyes, he urged with a smile, "Try it quickly."
Qiao Qing was a little surprised, then she smiled sweetly, her soft and clear voice carrying a hint of coquettishness.
"Is today a special day? And you're making soup."
The Qiao family was not well off, and had to work hard in such a big city. Qiao's father and mother were illiterate, and it was even more difficult to make money without education.
The monthly income is not much, and the rent, monthly water and electricity bills, and daily expenses are all considerable expenses. You have to save as much as possible in some places.
Because they suffered from the lack of education, the two of them attached great importance to their only daughter's education.
And Qiao Qing's performance did not disappoint them.
Mother Qiao smiled with a hint of happiness on her face, "When I went to the vegetable market today, I was lucky. The stall was about to close and there were still some ribs left, so they sold them to me at a low price."
She didn't stop moving her hands. She served the soup to Qiao Qing and then quickly placed the hot dishes on the table.
"Isn't it you who likes yam and pork rib soup? Since I've already bought the pork ribs, I might as well buy some yam. You've worked so hard studying, so you deserve some extra nutrition."
He turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, then went to the door, "Your dad should be back soon."
Qiao Qing listened to Qiao's mother patiently, nodding in agreement from time to time.
"Um."
She looked up at the time. It was almost ten o'clock.
Father Qiao is not in particularly good health, and naturally has some old illnesses due to long-term labor, but he is the pillar of the family, and he still has to bear the necessary pressure.
Mother Qiao opened the door and looked out, and just then Father Qiao came up.
She smiled and said, "I'm back. I made soup today. Let's try it."
Father Qiao smiled instantly. He changed his shoes at the entrance and put his bag on the table near the door.
"What soup? Is Qiao Qiao back?"
"Pork ribs stewed with yam. Qiao Qiao came back earlier than you. Wash your hands and have dinner."
Mother Qiao helped Father Qiao take off a coat, which was a little dirty.
The weather is getting colder and there has been no sunshine for the past few days.
She planned to clean the cuffs tonight, not wash them completely, but hang them out tonight so she could wear them again tomorrow.
"dad."
Qiao Qing shouted to Qiao's father with a smile.
"Um."
Father Qiao loved his only daughter so much that he held her in his hands for fear of dropping her, and held her in his mouth for fear of melting her.
It’s just that he’s usually busy with work and comes home late, and sometimes our schedules overlap and we don’t see each other for the whole day, so we rarely communicate.
Father Qiao sat opposite Qiao Qing and said gently, "Is your study stressful?"
"It's fine with me."
Now is the second year of high school, which is still a critical time. There may be some free time in the first year of high school, so you can do something you like.
During that time, Qiao Qing would make plans with his junior high school classmates to play badminton together in his spare time, but now he doesn't have that time anymore.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Sometimes I feel that I don't have enough time. No matter what I do, I always want to study for a few more minutes, and I lose the mood."
Father Qiao chuckled and said, "Don't put so much pressure on yourself."
He picked up the chopsticks and reached out to pick up a bite of food for Qiao Qing. "Some things need to be done slowly. It's better to do it slowly. If you keep your eyes on the goal, it will easily break if you keep the string taut."
The father and daughter rarely sit together to eat.
Qiao Qing came back quite late today.
She finishes her evening study at 8:40 and usually gets home at 9:00. She eats before Qiao's father.
After Mr. Qiao finished his meal and wanted to see his daughter, it was almost eleven o'clock.
Qiao Qing goes to bed around 11 o'clock every day and gets up early the next day to memorize words.
"good."
Seeing how earnestly Qiao's father spoke, Qiao Qing couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and took a bite of food for Qiao's father, and said softly, "This fried pork with peppers tastes great. Dad, try it."
Father Qiao said, "Okay."
He looked relaxed and seemed to be in a good mood.
Mother Qiao also served Father Qiao a bowl of soup and said with a smile, "Drink some soup first to warm your stomach."
Then he served himself a bowl and sat next to the two of them.
He glanced at Mr. Qiao and jokingly said, "What are you talking about? You look so happy. If you didn't know, you would think you found a few hundred dollars."
Father Qiao took a bite of rice and smiled without saying anything.
Qiao Qing said coquettishly: "My father and I were just praising your cooking, especially today's stir-fried pork with peppers, which is very delicious."
Mother Qiao said, "How can it not be delicious? It's a rare opportunity to eat it."
Then he picked up two more chopsticks for Qiao Qing, "If it tastes good, eat more, or your dad will eat it all up soon."
Father Qiao, who was shot while lying down, coughed lightly and said innocently, "I wouldn't snatch food from my daughter."
There was a hint of grievance in his words.
Mother Qiao glared at him and said, "Who knows? Anyway, they never left any for me."
Qiao Qing smiled and smoothed things over. She served soup to Qiao's mother, "Mom, try some soup too. It really is getting better and better."
Father Qiao quickly agreed, "It tastes very good."
After getting the affirmation, Qiao's mother smiled instantly.
Although they often quarrel, the atmosphere among the family is always happy.
After helping Qiao's mother clean up the table, Qiao Qing returned to his room and took out his homework to do.
But I was thinking about something in my mind.
At present, she has nothing to do with the legendary Meng Ruihe. Although they are in the same school, her understanding of each other only comes from the gossip around her, and she knows nothing else.
After finishing my homework, I put all the books neatly into my schoolbag.
There is no computer at home and no internet access.
She did have a cell phone, but it was an old-fashioned one that could only be used to make calls, not to check information.
Lying in bed thinking about going to the nearby Internet cafe tomorrow.
The night passed quickly.
No one knew what happened between Yan He and Qiao Qing last night.
But today, a rumor suddenly appeared that Qiao Qing and Yan He had a falling out, and Yan He was very angry about it. He hated Qiao Qing so much that he didn't even want to mention her name.
All of a sudden, those who had ideas about Qiao Qing, who they hated, who they disliked, who they disliked, and who had all sorts of complicated emotions, were instantly boiling with anger.
Qiao Qing knew nothing about this.
She has always been very serious about studying. She listens carefully in class, takes good notes, and never sits idle after class.
"Qiao Qiao, did you have a conflict with Yan He?"
My deskmate is a girl from a well-off family - Yuan Tingting. She has a round face and is about the same height as Qiao Qing, about 1.6 meters. She is pretty popular.
Of course, here, the classes are very clear, and good popularity is limited to this class. Those rich kids are disdainful of associating with them, for fear of polluting their own eyes.
Yuan Tingting's sources of information were very well-informed. She was able to find out news that was originally circulating in the upper circles.
After hearing this, Qiao Qing paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at Yuan Tingting with clear eyes, and asked in confusion, "Why do you ask that?"
Seeing that the confusion on Qiao Qing's face did not seem fake, Yuan Tingting was also a little surprised.
"Don't you know? This news has spread all over the campus."
Yan He, who ranks among the top on the Huaying Celebrity List, has a very wealthy family and is handsome, but he is the focus of many girls. Even though he has a fiancée, it cannot stop the girls from admiring him.
Any news about him will always circulate in major girls’ groups at the first opportunity.
"What did you say?"
Qiao Qing frowned. He really didn't expect Yan He to let the news spread. It seemed that he was really angry.
The original owner had been avoiding Yan He before because he didn't want to lose Yan He's protection. In this school, people with backgrounds and those without backgrounds are treated completely differently.
In particular, there was one time when the original owner saw a group of rich second-generation girls arrogantly bullying a poor student and locking her in a bathroom.
The original owner wanted to stand up for the injustice, but when she thought of her family situation, she endured it. She didn't have the ability to do so.
The best solution she could think of was to go find a teacher, but after telling the teacher about it, she didn't get the result she wanted.
The teacher just listened to what she said and then let her go home.
She felt very disappointed and had a deeper understanding of class.
But Li Qianyu is not someone who is easy to bully. If the original owner does not stay away from Yan He, her family will suffer revenge from the Li family.
The Qiao family is just a small boat that cannot withstand the slightest wind or waves, not to mention the Li family which is a behemoth compared to the Qiao family. Qiao Qing does not want to offend them.
Yuan Tingting looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side. She approached Qiao Qing and whispered, "It is said that you angered Yan He, and Yan He is very angry."
As she spoke, there was a hint of sympathy in her eyes.
In this school, the consequence of offending Yan He is no less than being expelled, and it is absolutely impossible to stay there.
Qiao Qing nodded nonchalantly, "I see, thank you."
Her image in this school is okay, but she doesn't have many friends. She has always been serious about studying and has no time to understand and please others.
Except for her goal, of course.
Seeing Qiao Qing's calm appearance, Yuan Tingting was very puzzled and hesitated to speak. However, since they were not very familiar with each other, she did not ask the doubts in her heart.
"Then you better pay attention."
Just a polite reminder.
Qiao Qing turned the pen around, without taking his eyes off the exercise in front of him, and replied softly.
"knew."
After the second year of high school comes the third year of high school. If the foundation is not laid well during this period, it will be particularly difficult to review in the third year of high school.
Seeing that Qiao Qing didn't seem to be under any pressure at all, Yuan Tingting felt a little disappointed.
Before, she was very envious of Qiao Qing's relationship with Yan He, and her status here rose rapidly.
It's just that Qiao Qing has a good appearance, and she has told other girls many times that Qiao Qing used some shameful means to hook up with Yan He. Of course, many people believe this inference.
Otherwise, how could Yan He, who is unapproachable by any girl, suddenly get in touch with this unknown person?
This girl has nothing to show for herself except her looks and academic performance.
Many people are puzzled by this.
Qiao Qing didn't care about Yuan Tingting's thoughts at all.
There is no need to care. People who are not in her target are not worth her care.
Class will start again soon.
Listening to the class attentively.
Yuan Tingting glanced at Qiao Qing beside her from time to time. She didn't know whether she was pretending to be calm or was really calm, and she didn't notice any clues.
As she looked at him, she felt that Qiao Qing's profile was absolutely beautiful. She felt that God must have carefully carved this face, otherwise how could even a girl like her like him so much.
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