Chapter 73 It's a Secret
However, Zhang Kun was walking in front and did not see it. Li Xu reached out and patted her face gently, and then she felt a little better.
She followed him downstairs and walked half a floor before she realized that there was no need for her to follow him down.
She paused, turned around and went upstairs again.
When I got home, I put all the remaining vegetables into the bag.
It’s the fertilizer bag I brought back from home this time. It’s sturdy and can hold a lot of things.
When Li Xu finished packing and carried it to the door, Zhang Kun was already waiting.
He reached out and grabbed a corner of the bag, put the bag on his back, and went downstairs.
After putting the fertilizer bag on the tricycle, there was a mark on the back of Zhang Kun's black cotton jacket.
It was the dust from the fertilizer bags that got on his clothes.
Li Xu didn't think too much and just reached out and patted Zhang Kun's back twice.
The dust settled and the black cotton jacket became clean again.
After the slapping, Li Xu finally realized that her actions just now were a little too natural.
The face that had just cooled down became hot again.
Zhang Kun's body froze for two seconds, then returned to normal. He got into the car without looking back.
After noticing that Li Xu got on the tricycle, he struggled to get on the tricycle.
Li Xu was so busy looking down that she didn't notice that Zhang Kun's ears were also red.
Arriving at the vegetable market, Zhang Kun was busying around in silence as before.
Leave as soon as you finish your work, without any delay.
After setting up the stall, Liang Huimei came over again.
"Hey, why is this old acquaintance here again?"
Li Xu thought of what he had said before and looked a little embarrassed.
Liang Huimei is an experienced person. How could she not understand when she saw Li Xu's shy and timid look?
However, she also knew that Li Xu was thin-skinned, and the two of them had just reconciled, so she tactfully shut up.
When Ji Yuanyuan woke up, Li Xu was no longer at home.
She got dressed and followed Ji Zixuan and Ji Ziang out of the house.
They happened to meet Yang Jingyi on the way, and the four children entered the school smoothly under the escort of Yang Jingyi's mother.
Ji Zixuan cried yesterday. This was a big deal and Ji Yuanyuan was a little worried.
So as soon as the get out of class was over, she ran to the back door of the fifth grade building upstairs, intending to take a look at Ji Zixuan secretly.
Unexpectedly, when she went over, Ji Ziang was already there.
Like a thief, he lay on the glass of the back door of the fifth grade and looked inside.
Ji Yuanyuan was standing not far away and was both amused and moved when she saw this scene.
In fact, Ji Ziang’s emotional intelligence is not low!
He even knew to come and see Ji Zixuan's situation. He is a teachable young man.
But the next moment, Ji Ziang's actions shattered all of Ji Yuanyuan's previous fantasies.
"Brother, my books were put in the wrong place..." Ji Ziang stood at the back door and shouted softly.
Ji Yuanyuan:......
Ji Zixuan came out quickly, holding a Chinese textbook in his hand and handed it to Ji Ziang.
Ji Ziang smiled awkwardly and took it: "Thank you, big brother."
Ji Zixuan had a cold face and didn't say anything. After Ji Ziang finished speaking, he nodded slightly and walked into the classroom.
Looking at Ji Zixuan's appearance, Ji Ziang sighed slightly, then turned around...
When I turned around, I saw Ji Yuanyuan.
Ji Ziang was startled: "Why are you here?"
Ji Yuanyuan blinked and suddenly felt that she couldn't understand her second brother anymore.
"Did you deliberately put your book in your brother's schoolbag?" Ji Yuanyuan asked.
Ji Ziang looked surprised: "How did you know?"
Is it really so?
"Are you worried about your brother, so you put your books in his schoolbag so that you can use it as an excuse to visit him during class?" Ji Yuanyuan asked again.
Ji Zixuan was in a bad mood, and if he came specially to see him and was discovered, he would probably feel even worse.
Although Ji Ziang's method is a bit stupid, it is still very useful.
"Yeah, my brother cried yesterday. I don't know why he cried, but I was really worried." Ji Ziang sighed, "My brother lay in bed for a long time before he fell asleep last night. He kept tossing and turning, which kept me awake. Do you think he was bullied by someone?"
After saying that, he looked at Ji Yuanyuan.
Ji Yuanyuan rubbed his head with a headache.
How did Ji Ziang's head grow? Why is it so strange?
Seeing that the break was about to end, Ji Yuanyuan said to Ji Ziang: "Second brother, come to me during the break of the next class. I have something to tell you."
After a pause, seeing that Ji Ziang didn't seem to take the matter seriously, Ji Yuanyuan added, "It's a secret."
Sure enough, after Ji Yuanyuan said these four words, Ji Ziang's expression suddenly changed.
With his eyes sparkling, he sighed, "Okay, I'll come find you then."
Seeing this, Ji Yuanyuan returned to the classroom with peace of mind.
This class was a math class, and it was all about some simple multiplication and division. Ji Yuanyuan was not in the mood to listen as she remembered something.
Ji Ziang and Ji Zixuan are different. Ji Ziang is naturally carefree and has no feelings for Ji Jianguo.
If you tell him about Zhang Kun, he should be very receptive.
So, she shouldn't worry that this matter would hurt Ji Ziang.
Ji Ziang and Ji Zixuan are both boys and have a good relationship. With Ji Ziang's comfort, Ji Zixuan should feel better.
Just as Ji Yuanyuan was thinking about this, a piece of chalk hit the table directly.
Good pitch! Ji Yuanyuan had to admire the math teacher's powerful pitching ability.
It can hit the table accurately every time, which can serve as a reminder without hitting the students.
"Ji Yuanyuan, stand up and answer the questions." The math teacher said with a stern face.
Ji Yuanyuan is quite smart, but she is always inattentive in class.
It's really hard to notice her inattention.
When she was in class, she never whispered with her deskmate or the students in front or behind her. She also didn't read picture books or bite her nails secretly like other students.
Her eyes were looking at the blackboard, but they were distracted. I didn't know what was going on in her little head, but she was definitely not thinking about anything related to studying.
Teachers of other subjects have also reported this problem and have talked about it many times, but the student just won’t change.
They all have a love-hate relationship with this student.
Ji Yuanyuan quickly stood up.
"What is the answer to this question?" the math teacher asked, pointing his pointer at one of the multiplication problems on the blackboard.
"Eight!" Ji Yuanyuan took a look and answered casually.
The math teacher frowned and pointed to a division problem: "What about this one?"
"Four!"
“This one!”
"three!"
…
He pointed out several questions and Ji Yuanyuan answered them all correctly.
Thanks to book friend Xianjing for the monthly ticket.
(End of this chapter)
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