Fortunately, I had a pile of old textbooks to cover myself, and I picked out a lot of them to take home that day.
Ling Ran rubbed the little girl's head. She was a vengeful person, just like himself. Well, they were a perfect match.
"I told you not to rub my head. Are you annoying me?" Zhou wanted to slap away the big hand that was making trouble on his head.
"Okay, I'll take you to his house after breakfast tomorrow."
After being dried on the kang, the duck and goose feathers no longer had a strange smell. Zhou Xiang put them into a small cloth bag for drying on the kang and gave it to his mother.
"It doesn't smell anymore. I didn't dare tear it too much, and the texture of the fabric is still feathery. You should use a better acrylic fabric for the lining!"
Mother Zhou nodded and said, "Well, I finally have a day off. I'll go to the market tomorrow to buy some cloth."
"With a good lining, you can remove the outer layer and wash and dry it with the down, so it can be worn for years!"
"Okay, I'll buy the best one."
"Tomorrow, I'm going to ask the principal to help me solve a problem, so I won't go with you. Take this money. I've also given it to Dad. After buying pork and other things, he'll still have a lot of money left! Don't give him any more money."
Zhou Xiang stuffed two hundred yuan directly into his mother's pocket. His mother did not refuse because her daughter said that she would give her money every time she earned money and told her not to worry about the household expenses.
"Don't be so lavish with your dad. Give him carefully. It would be a waste if you give it to him." Mother Zhou still felt sorry for her father's wasteful spending.
"Well, I'll keep an eye on it. If he keeps calling his friends and spending his money on other people, I'll withhold it. I'll wait until his salary is gone and then give it to him after a few days."
Zhou's mother nodded. She couldn't ask her daughter to give nothing at all. The past month or so had made her realize that life could only be happy when she had enough food and drink.
The next day, Ling Ran came to find Zhou Xiang. Zhou Xiang put on his yellow cross-body backpack and left with Ling Ran.
Speaking of this cross-body schoolbag, Zhou Xiang recalled that in his previous life, everyone had this yellow cross-body schoolbag with the words "Learn from Comrade **" printed on the lid.
But there are also some people who have backpacks, so I envy them so much that I turn this cross-body bag into a shoulder bag.
Extend the backpack strap to its longest length, put the backpack with the back facing down, put it around your neck, move it under your armpits on both sides, and then flip the backpack over your head and behind your back.
Later, Ling Ran grabbed my schoolbag from behind, preventing me from escaping, and I never carried a backpack again.
Thinking of this, he stopped Ling Ran, asked him to squat down, put his schoolbag on his back like a 'backpack', and then looked at Ling Ran's monkey-like appearance and laughed.
Ling Ran looked at the little girl with a doting look on her face. He also recalled the time when he had teased her for carrying a backpack in the second grade. At that time, he had held on to the bag tightly and wouldn't let go, making her face red.
Later, she thought quickly, lowered her head, turned around, squatted down, and finally freed her head and body from the straps.
Thinking of this, he became angry at his own bad temper. The little girl must have remembered it now and was taking revenge on him!
Zhou Xiang refused to take it off for him, so he carried it all the way to Principal Li's house.
When he was about to take it off, the door opened and a boy about the same age as Ling Ran walked out.
Seeing Ling Ran's expression, the young man burst into laughter. "Haha, haha, Ling Ran, what new tricks are you up to?"
"Li Shipeng, your name is correct. You are only suitable to be friends with stones."
Zhou Xiang asked Ling Ran to squat down, took off his schoolbag for him, and looked at the boy who was still laughing.
"Don't mistake your ignorance for naiveté. We are doing something that we all believe is very meaningful and valuable, but you treat it as a joke. How foolish!"
After saying that, he shouted into the room, "Principal Li, I'm here to see you."
The boy was stunned in place, the smile on his face suddenly froze, slowly turning into an embarrassed expression. Who is this? Talking to someone and stepping on their feet and face - it hurts but you can't say it.
Principal Li came out of the room and greeted Zhou Xiang and Ling Ran happily. "Zhou Xiang, Ling Ran, come in quickly. It's cold outside."
When Li Shipeng heard the word Zhou Xiang, he looked at her suspiciously. Could it be that Zhou Xiang?
No, definitely not. To be able to give such an answer, shouldn't the girl be tall, polite and shy?
How could it be this ugly guy who is dark, thin, short and whose words can make people choke on the wall?
Shaking my head, I gave up my plan to go out and went into the house to see what they were doing there.
Zhou Xiang sat down at the eight-immortals table in the main hall.
"Principal, I don't know how to answer some questions, so I came to ask you for help."
Principal Li smiled and said, "Okay, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Little Stone, go get some sunflower seeds and some candy, and make some tea."
Li Shipeng glared at his father and called himself Little Stone in front of outsiders.
Principal Li saw his son not moving, turned around, saw the discontent on his face, and said, "What's wrong? I said I'd call you Little Stone in front of outsiders, but Ling Ran and Zhou Xiang are both acquaintances!"
Li Shipeng was so angry that he went into the house to grab some melon seeds and candy. Humph, he is your acquaintance, but not mine.
Zhou Xiang took out his notebook and pushed it in front of the principal. "Please take a look at it and explain it to me in detail."
Principal Li opened his notebook, took a look at it, and then flipped to the back. Only when he saw that it was all questions of this type did he believe his eyes.
"Is this the question you don't know how to answer?"
Zhou Xiang nodded, "I urgently need to know this knowledge now."
"Wait a moment, I'll find someone to come over for you. I'm worried that I might not be teaching correctly. After all, my education level is still limited."
After saying that, he stood up, took his notebook and went out to call for help.
Li Shipeng brought out some melon seeds and candies and placed them on the table. What kind of question could make his father, a college graduate, admit that he had limited cultural level?
But the notebook was taken out.
Is this Zhou Xiang really the same Zhou Xiang? How about giving it a try?
He went to his room and took out his winter vacation homework from the second year of junior high school. He took the last additional questions that he didn't know how to do to Zhou Xiang for help.
Zhou Xiang looked up at him and saw the cunning in his eyes. He didn't want to pay any attention to this kind of person who only grew in height but not in brains.
"Why are you asking a fourth-grade student about your eighth-grade question?"
"Just tell me if you can do it, right?"
"So what if it does? So what if it doesn't?"
"I just want to prove whether you are that Zhou Xiang."
"Why should I prove it to you? Who are you?"
Li Shipeng was choked. It seemed like this. Who was she thinking about? She didn't need to prove it to herself.
Principal Li came in with a well-mannered man who looked to be in his thirties. The man wore black-rimmed glasses, and judging by the number of circles on the lenses, it was obvious that he was severely myopic.
After the two sat down, the man introduced himself to Zhou Xiang: "Hello, Zhou Xiang! My name is Wang Yeqin, a junior high school physics teacher."
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