Zhou Xiaojun hummed a song as he returned home. When he saw the mixed grain porridge already on the dining table, he no longer looked down on it as he used to. He picked it up and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls.
After finishing his meal, he didn't forget to praise her, "Mom, the porridge you made today is pretty good, much tastier than usual."
Bai Ailian found it strange. Wasn't today's porridge the same as before? Besides, it seemed a little burnt today. Could it be that the child's sense of taste was off, or was she just lucky that the child liked this kind of porridge?
She picked up the bowl and took a sip; indeed, it had a burnt taste. She immediately looked at Zhou Xiaojun with a complicated expression, "This porridge is a bit burnt, didn't you taste it?"
Zhou Xiaojun: "...Anyway, I think the porridge tastes pretty good today. Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going out to find someone else to hang out with."
Honestly, I'm in such a good mood that I just wanted to compliment you, and you don't even appreciate it.
This bowl of porridge is hardly enough to fill his stomach. He needs to go out and cook something special for himself.
Bai Ailian looked at Zhou Jinfeng, "What's wrong with this child? Something feels off about him?"
Even if he finds this porridge hard to swallow normally, he'll still drink two bowls. Why did he only eat so little today?
Zhou Jinfeng simply added his son's bowl of porridge to his own bowl, saying, "What could be wrong with that? He's just tired of it."
Is it possible to find something similar? I'm just sticking to what's outside, can I still tell the difference?
Seeing that you were getting more and more excited, Huang Jinyi moved a little further away from you. "He can talk nonsense. Although the Song Committee is now in charge, if we hear that, we're finished."
Is it possible that the feng shui of our courtyard is really bad?
"Come on, it's quieter here, let's go over here and talk."
This person's questions are always strange. The neighbors outside that courtyard have been with each other for decades. How could there be no enemies? Besides, where are there any familiar people? The people who come are all relatives and friends from outside.
Does he simply feel that something eerie is going on outside?
Tian Xiaomei was also waiting outside that courtyard, following Shan Ningwan to the opposite courtyard.
Daningwan walked in, grumbling and cursing, intending to kill some more time outside the courtyard across the street.
I haven't had any oily or fatty foods every day, and my stomach is feeling uncomfortable. This bowl of porridge from my son is a good way to nourish myself.
Come on, let's hurt each other. Who knows that Tian Xiaomei begged and pleaded with everyone she could to get into junior high school?
Tian Xiaomei immediately realized that the subsequent questions had been asked hastily.
Hua Zhian is a reliable person. If you really go along with what you said, Tian Guihua will probably come to your doorstep to yell at you tomorrow.
Besides, what's wrong with the child eating a little less? He doesn't do any work, he won't go hungry.
It's said that Zhuo Tianhe from the opposite courtyard often skips class. He did terribly on yesterday's exam. Why is it that Zhou Xiaojun did so poorly?
"My son Baoguo is always running around inside, could he have known what the exam would be like?"
Huang Jinyi said, "They dared to say that. If Hua Baoguo didn't have that kind of ability, we would still be stuck in that big city."
It seems like the bad thing isn't true. So few people take the exam, how come the Hua family is so amazing that several of them passed?
We all lived in the same courtyard, and I tried hard to recall Hua Zhiping and Zhou Xiaojun's future grades.
If the external feng shui is bad, then we should keep this secret from each other.
Why is Hua Xiangyun so unlucky? It's your business that these seven traitors wanted to rent your house, but they just happened to run into someone outside our yard and got into a fight with you.
Zhuo Tianhe's face immediately darkened. Everyone knows how good my grades are, but Tian Xiaomei brought it up again in front of me, as if she was trying to stir up trouble.
"Yes, Dajun, he also knows that Brother Tianhe's pronunciation is very unclear and that he might mispronounce words."
Huang Jinyi, "Ah, you remembered your clothes still need washing, it's because you were talking to him..."
Despite being so pampered at home, Hua Xiangyun still had to go to the countryside as an educated youth.
Now you're doing so badly, living a quiet and carefree life in the big courtyard next door, while we have to seal off our front yard and live a life of constant anxiety.
Continuing to discuss this further will only offend people and may even cause trouble for your future.
"Brother Tianhe, you need to see him for something, could you come over for a bit?"
I went straight to the Hua family's house and saw Zhuo Tianhe sitting at the doorway, chatting with someone.
Hua Zhiping had heard others say that he was a bad student, but Zhou Xiaojun was a few years younger than him, and I still remembered that my grades weren't that bad.
"Brother Tianhe, did you hear later that he was suspected of having bad grades on that exam?"
"Hey, they say that the feng shui outside our courtyard, in the Hua family's area, is the worst?" Huang Jinyi said to Shan Ningwan.
Hua Zhian glanced in the direction of the Hua family and said, "Who says so? So few people outside our courtyard take the exam, why did our family all pass?"
He chuckled and said, "Brother Tianhe, don't make fun of you. You're just dreaming."
"At most, if you take the exam, you'll know whether he can pass it after graduating next year."
"Don't you find it strange that he and Zhou Xiaojun were such bad friends back then, and they seemed to be on the same level in their mischief? How come I was able to pass the exam that time?"
You just wanted to go up four corners, but you've offended people terribly.
You heard those things from other old people, and you thought they made no sense, so you just showed them off.
Hua Zhian said, "He was too audacious. I heard that now that these seven people have fallen, those people are all cowering in fear."
Seeing Huang Jinyi leave in a hurry, Dan Ningwan spat and said, "He probably just wants to curry favor with the Hua family because they're all in elementary school now. He should see what kind of person he is before they even pay him any attention."
After eating and drinking his fill, Zhou Xiaojun sat at the entrance of the courtyard, watching the people coming and going.
Zhuo Tianhe squinted at Tian Xiaomei when he saw her, thought for a moment, and then stood up. "Oh, it's Da Jin. Why didn't you have time to come today?"
Zhuo Tianhe also wanted to understand why Tian Xiaomei had contacted him that time. It seemed like the two of them usually communicated, or at least greeted each other when they met.
Now that lower-level exams have been reinstated, things would have changed drastically if they hadn't been held back before.
"Brother Tianhe, your name is Dajun, it's Dajin." Tian Xiaomei's expression was suspicious. She knew that this was the umpteenth time he had gotten her name wrong. She had reminded him so many times, yet he still got it wrong. She also knew that he was doing it on purpose.
"If he's that good, shouldn't he be able to choose any prestigious elementary school he wants without much thought?"
Did I behave myself during that period, making those big shots think I had become honest and wicked?
Thinking of the braised pork I had just eaten at the restaurant, I patiently sat down and observed everyone.
Tian Xiaomei looked puzzled. Could it be that the strange place the other party mentioned?
Hua Zhian got excited, saying, "Look at those days when everything that happened outside the courtyard had nothing to do with our family."
What's so strange about it? It's just a small family's jealousy.
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