The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

Time flies, as if the same thing is being repeated every day, three o'clock and one line, looking up to attend classes, and burying your head in homework.

In the last self-study session before the holiday, Jiang Chen and An Yimo switched places, bragging with the turtle in front, planning where they should go during the winter vacation.

Cheng Ke, who was next to him, occasionally interjected to make an important proposal of his own, to show his family status.

For example, go to an Internet cafe all night, or go to a milk tea shop for a night, or go to eat the first hot pot meal in winter.

The little girl, An Yimo, sat on the king's seat, helping Jiang Chen to select one by one.

"This was supposed to be taken back."

"I want this one too."

"Wait, An Yimo, I have no objection to you taking the book, but."

"Ok?"

"But you gave it to me, and I have it. The winter vacation is only about 20 days away. How can I read so much, and there are two winter homework."

"No, you are now No. 15 in the class. If you want to get into the top ten, you have to work harder, and you promised me, you listen to me."

Speaking of this, An Yimo's eyes suddenly became a little bit aggrieved.

It made Jiang Chen suddenly feel that it was all his fault.

It's over, the family status will not be guaranteed from now on.

"That's right, Jiang Chen, you don't appreciate classmate An Yimo helping you, you say you are a turtle? You are too ignorant."

Cheng Ke was fanning the flames.

"Yes, Jiang Chen, listen to what your daughter-in-law says."

In the last sentence, the tortoise made no sound, but Jiang Chen could guess it from his mouth shape.

These two bastards.

"Well, you can take as much as you want, and everything is subject to the arrangement of the team leader"

Jiang Chen said helplessly.

After the evening self-study, everyone in class three walked out of the classroom. Everyone had relaxed smiles on their faces. It was a holiday, and tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Come on, give me the bag."

Jiang Chen took the initiative to ask Ying to help little girl An Yimo carry her bag, but he found that little girl An Yimo's schoolbag didn't even weigh a tenth of his own.

She took almost nothing, maybe she didn't even take back the two winter homework assignments from the school, but fortunately, her schoolbag was filled with a few catties of cement, and what was deposited was the love of the team leader.

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On the first day of the winter vacation, there was a gentle breeze and the sun was shining brightly. How could the king say that the weather was so good?

In the yard, Jiang Chen originally wanted to accept the invitation from Cheng Shixing and the turtle, but he was forced by the people next to him and could only refuse with tears.

Then I wrote my winter vacation homework without tears.

"An Yimo, can't I play a few games before writing?"

"No, it can't be delayed. The plan of the day lies in the morning."

"But it's not morning, it's almost ten o'clock."

Jiang Chen quibbled.

"Who told you to wake up so late, it's almost nine o'clock and you're still sleeping? The sun is shining on your butt."

What do you mean still sleeping at nine o'clock?Is nine very late?Which of my brothers didn't sleep until around 12 noon?What am I?
"But?"

Jiang Chen still wanted to refute, but a somewhat cold hand pinched the side of his face.

"I don't care, write it quickly, and I will check it for you after you finish writing."

After pinching her face, Xiao Nizi jumped aside, looking cute like I didn't do anything.

"Hey, I'm at a loss, come here and I'll pinch your face too."

"No."

An Yimo refused.

"An Yimo, how about making an agreement with you, if I finish today's task in half an hour, can you also pinch my face."

"No."

"Then hold hands?"

"No."

"Hey, then I have no motivation. I won't write anymore. Come and hit me."

Jiang Chen simply quit.

"Just hold it for a while."

"10 minutes."

"No."

"One minute, no less."

"Okay, 5 minutes."

"Hey, can I hold you for a minute now."

"Jiang Chen!"

The sun is getting warmer and warmer, the breeze is blowing the longan tree in the yard, and the leaves are rustling.

An Yimo was sitting next to Jiang Chen, holding a mobile phone in his hand, he didn't know who he was chatting with, Jiang Chen was holding Xiao Nizi's right hand, writing homework leisurely.

At this moment, an untimely sound sounded, it was the horn of a motorcycle.

This sound startled Jiang Chen and An Yimo, they quickly let go of their hands, Jiang Chen was startled, thinking that it was Grandpa An who came back, it shouldn't be, Grandpa An walked out.

Afterwards, Jiang Chen raised his head, and saw a man wearing a majestic helmet and riding a cool motorcycle outside the yard. His figure made Jiang Chen feel familiar, but he couldn't see his face at all. Well, he is wearing a helmet, so ghosts can see it. See.

"Who are you? Why are you honking the horn, disturbing my study, do you know?"

Jiang Chen shouted angrily.

"I am your old man."

A voice came from the helmet.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen subconsciously replied.

"Hey, why are you scolding people?"

"Brat, I'm your father."

The man took off his helmet, revealing a slightly vicissitudes, but still handsome face.

"dad!"

Jiang Chen stood up directly, with joy and surprise on his face.

"Why did you come back?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, I have to go home and send you a red envelope."

"Aren't you going?"

Jiang Chen asked nervously.

He was afraid that Dad would just stay home for a few days and then go off with his old friends.

"Let's go next year."

"Hey, I'm leaving next year too."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen said.

"Brat, who is that girl?"

Jiang Feng whispered something to Jiang Chen.

"what?"

Jiang Chen was caught off guard.

"My daughter-in-law."

"No, no."

Jiang Chen denied it, his face was hot.

"Brat, I'm your father. I don't know what you're thinking. Not bad, not bad. He is indeed my son. He has half the style of my back then."

"It's only half, are you bragging?"

"Hello, uncle."

At this time, An Yimo came to Jiang Chen's side, and said timidly to Jiang Feng.

"it is good."

Immediately, Jiang Chen saw that his father had already looked at An Yimo with the eyes of his future daughter-in-law, with a friendly smile on his face.

Damn, I'm his real son.

"What's your name?"

Jiang Feng asked.

"An Yimo."

"An Yimo, that's a good name. You are Uncle An's granddaughter, right?"

"Ah."

An Yimo nodded.

"Where's Uncle An, aren't you at home?"

"Grandpa is going to play chess."

"Ah."

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Uncle, go clean up first. I just came back and I'll get you something delicious later."

"Ah."

An Yimo nodded again.

"dad!"

Jiang Chen said dissatisfied.

"what?"

"What haven't you asked me yet? You haven't asked me how I've been during this time? For example, have you made any progress in your studies?"

"What? You think I'm too loose, okay, bring the phone."

"No, that's not what I meant. I got 15th in my class in the final exam."

Jiang Chen said somewhat proudly, and then looked forward to his father's expression.

"Oh."

Jiang Feng nodded lightly.

"Gone?"

"It's gone, why? Want to give you an award?"

"Forehead."

After Jiang Feng left, Jiang Chen said to An Yimo beside him.

"Look, my dad doesn't care how much I get on the test."

"Jiang Chen, your father is so handsome."

"Huh? I'm handsome or he is handsome."

"You handsome."

"Hey, I knew that my little Yimo loved me."

Said, Jiang Chen pinched An Yimo's little face.

"Jiang Chen!"

An Yimo reacted.

"An Yimo, I'm leaving, go home and visit my dad."

Hey, the sneak attack was successful.

In the evening, as the sun sets, the birds return to their nests.

In the yard, white smoke billowed from the barbecue grill, Jiang Chen held a brush in his right hand, and oiled the chicken wings on the barbecue grill from time to time, and held a handful of chicken wings in his other hand, and occasionally turned them over.

"Damn."

Jiang Chen cursed secretly in his heart.

An Yimo's little girl joined in. She turned over a grilled eggplant several times with her hands.

Jiang Chen sighed, and wanted to help her bake and let her play, but Xiao Nizi just refused.

Because of this, Jiang Chen was really helpless and angry, and when he saw Jiang Feng not far away, he was even more angry.

He obviously proposed the barbecue, but in the end Jiang Chen had to do it. Fortunately, he went to play chess with Grandpa An.

"Uncle An, your chess skills are getting better and better."

Jiang Feng frowned, then smiled again.

"Hehe, I can't walk anymore when I'm old, I can only go to Jiangbin Park to play chess with those old guys every day, and it will become less so after a long time."

"Okay, stop playing, stop playing, I don't have any gaming experience at all."

"When did you come back?"

"I just returned to Jiangcheng City yesterday. I stayed at a friend's house for one night, and then I borrowed his motorcycle for a few days."

"Hehe, if I could be a few decades younger, I would try your motorcycle."

"You can try it now, don't you grow stronger?"

"Hehe, I can't do it, I'm an old bone, maybe I'll have to call 120 on the way."

"Haha, that's right, Jiang Chen often comes to your place for dinner."

"got used to."

"I knew it, thank you Uncle An for taking care of my son."

"It's bad, it's just a meal, it's better if there is someone."

"By the way, that girl is Uncle An's granddaughter."

"Well, her mother went out to work, so she left her with me."

As he spoke, An Guoliang sighed again.

"They are all poor children."