Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

An old lady who was also listening nearby said angrily, "Tuanzi, I'll go to school with you later. You're just a little girl, but you're so arrogant. I'll go to school with you later."

Although Yi Jiale was touched, he still refused and said, "Goodbye, Mom, Sister Xiong, you don't know, that person has been dealt with by our teacher Li. She ran home today because of the anger. Our teacher Li said that he should bring his parents and his brother to the office to find him tomorrow. If his parents don't go, she will not come to our class in the future."

"She has already received her retribution. You won't be able to find any trouble even if you want to."

The auntie's face looked better. "Humph, it seems that your teacher is a good one. If your teacher hadn't said these things today, I would have transferred you to another school. We can't go to any school we want, so why should we suffer?"

Yi Jiale hugged his mother's arm and said coquettishly, "Yes, yes, yes, Mom, don't worry, I'm not stupid. If he bullies me, I will go to the teacher. If the teacher doesn't work, I will go to Principal Ning."

Lin Xiong also shouted at the side: "Tuanzi, if there is anyone in your school who dares to bully you, I will take a leave and go to your school."

Yi Jiale tried to comfort Lin Xiong with a smile: "Don't worry! I'm not that easy to bully. If I really get bullied, I will definitely ask you to help me out."

"Okay, Mom knows that my son Tuanzi is not stupid. If anything happens in the future, just tell us first." The aunt said with relief.

After watching TV for a while, Yi Jiale looked at the clock on the wall, estimated the way he came, and went to school with Huo Sheng.

Lin Xiong also had to go to school, and the three of them parted ways again.

161 Middle School.

Under the scorching sun and unbearable heat of summer, a group of children were receiving strict and arduous training from the instructors. They were all sweating profusely, with beads of sweat sliding down their foreheads and soaking their clothes, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted.

As time went by, the children's physical strength gradually depleted, and their faces, which were once full of energy, now looked exhausted. Some children began to stagger, as if they might fall down at any time; some were breathing heavily, as if they were trying to inhale all the air around them into their lungs; and some had blurred eyes, as if they had lost the ability to perceive the things around them.

However, despite being so exhausted, none of these strong children complained about the hardship or tiredness, and no one wanted to give up, because they knew that only after such hardships could they become truly brave and tenacious people.

Sometimes Yi Jiale wondered, no wonder the older generation were so hardworking and persevering, it turned out to be the result of training since childhood.

Because Yi Jiale is still young and his body functions are not fully developed, he seems to be unable to do it whether he is singing passionately with everyone or participating in high-intensity running and marching training.

Before long, her young face was covered with beads of sweat, which kept sliding down her cheeks. Her clothes were already soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to her skin. As time went by, her physical strength was gradually exhausted. Her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Every step she took required a huge effort.

Finally, Instructor Shi noticed Yi Jiale's condition and was worried that continuing would cause damage to her body, so he allowed her to temporarily go aside to rest and adjust. At this time, Huo Sheng, who was also participating in the training, attracted the attention of Instructor Shi. Instructor Shi walked up and asked with concern: "Student Huo Sheng, how do you feel? Do you need to rest too?" However, in the face of the instructor's concern, Huo Sheng shook his head firmly, saying that he could still persist in completing the next training task.

Yi Jiale ran back to the classroom like a gust of wind. She came to her seat panting and sat down. Then, she couldn't wait to pick up the water cup and gulp down the water. The cool water slid down her throat and instantly moistened her thirsty throat.

After a few gulps of water, Yi Jiale finally recovered. She patted her chest gently, took a long breath, and then reached out of her schoolbag to take out the familiar lunch box. The moment she opened the lunch box lid, a sweet fruity fragrance came to her nose - it turned out that the lunch box contained small pieces of watermelon that her mother had carefully prepared for her.

I can't blame myself for not knowing. When they ran out after school in the morning, they didn't ride bicycles, so when they walked to school in the afternoon, it was always Huo Sheng who carried his schoolbag.

Yi Jiale happily used a wooden stick to pick up a piece of red and juicy watermelon and put it into her mouth. The sweet and juicy flesh melted in her mouth, bringing an incomparable sense of satisfaction. While chewing the delicious watermelon happily, she looked out the window. At this time, other students on the playground were sweating profusely in various trainings, while she could sit leisurely in the classroom and enjoy this rare moment of coolness and sweetness.

Looking out the window at her classmates' hard training, Yi Jiale couldn't help but feel a little comfortable. She continued to eat the watermelon in her hand leisurely, feeling the comfort and comfort that belonged to her alone, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Wow, it's so cool!"

While eating, Yi Jiale saw that there was almost half a watermelon left in the lunch box. He closed the lid with difficulty and thought about saving some for Mr. Huo. On the way to school at noon, Mr. Huo bought him a popsicle, so he might as well return the favor.

Yi Jiale lay on the table, fanning himself with one hand. He sighed in his heart that school was still not as comfortable as home, where there was a fan.

Because of the military training these days, all the books were taken back home, so Yi Jiale had no books to fan himself.

In the afternoon, the sun was still high in the sky, emitting ruthless blazing rays. After a whole day of intense and exhausting training, it was finally time to go home. At this moment, the instructor's long-awaited "dismissal" sounded like the sound of nature, and Huo and his classmates cheered as if they had been pardoned.

As soon as the words fell, the crowd suddenly became agitated, and everyone rushed towards the classroom like wild horses. Those students who brought water could not wait to unscrew the bottle caps and gulp down the water; some students who did not bring water rushed to the sink next to the toilet and put their heads directly under the faucet, scrambling to drink the water from the faucet.

#Do you remember what water from a rusty faucet smells like?