Don't think of rebirth.

Yu Xin looked up and saw Yu Yuan's pretty face.

She put one hand in front of her mouth, covering it loosely, but the curve of her mouth could still be seen through the gaps between her fingers.

How cute, and how annoying.

With a dull pain in her forehead, Yu Xin endured the pain and put down her hand. She slowly stood up and said word by word, "It is true that I didn't look at the road and bumped into the door, but is this your family education?"

"Your first reaction wasn't to check if your sister was injured, but to laugh at my carelessness?"

Yu Yuan's expression changed: "What did you say!"

Yu Xin didn't want to talk to her anymore and went downstairs.

She was always very anxious. She didn't know the table manners and didn't know how to greet and see off guests. She thought this was the reason why her family looked down on her.

But, that's not the case.

If we only consider the amount of money they hold, the Jiang family is richer than the Yu family, but Jiang Chuchu never looks down on her.

Even when he said her handwriting was ugly when they first met, he didn't mean it with any ill intention. He even apologized to her and taught her how to write later.

Yu Xin took a deep breath. She was not strong enough yet and now she only dared to refute Yu Yuan.

In fact, the people who really oppressed her were Yu Jinxin, Cui Wanning and Yu Wenli.

Perhaps even Cui Wanning doesn't need to care, after all, she also relies on Yu Wenli's attitude.

Yu Xin went downstairs. She glanced at the salad, toast, oatmeal and bacon on the table. She had no appetite at all. She went to get half a cup of warm water, drank it and went out.

After she came back from Jiang's house last week, Yu Wenli also arranged a special driver and car for her, but the car was not as good as Yu Yuan's.

Yu Xin didn't care. She couldn't tell whether the car was good or bad anyway, and she didn't care whether others would say that she was not as favored as Yu Yuan.

She no longer wanted that kind of "favor".

She opened the door and got in the car, saying to the driver, "Let's go to school."

Yu Xin was just wondering whether to go to Mingde’s cafeteria for breakfast when her cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Gu Qinghuan sent a message in the small group of three.

Gu Qinghuan: [Picture]

Gu Qinghuan: [Soft-crusted egg pancakes are the eternal god! ]

Jiang Chuchu: [Take one, with sweet sauce and ham sausage, no fried dough sticks, shredded potatoes or shredded kelp]

Gu Qinghuan: [You just want an omelet and ham? Oh, and lettuce]

Jiang Chuchu: [I’m eating breakfast, but I feel greedy, so I’ll eat less]

Yu Xin thought about it and said, "I want to eat egg pancakes, too."

Gu Qinghuan took a photo of the stall and sent it to her: [What do you want to add? Sweet sauce or spicy sauce? ]

Yu Xin originally wanted to just make the most basic one, but after a pause, she deleted it and changed it to: [I want all the hot sauce and optional ingredients]

Gu Qinghuan: [thumb]

Gu Qinghuan: [You know how to eat]

Jiang Chuchu: [The kitchen made a banana milkshake this morning, would you like some?]

Gu Qinghuan: [Drink!]

Yu Xin: [Okay]

Jiang Chuchu: [Bring you a pot]

Jiang Chuchu took a photo of a kettle with a capacity of about two liters.

Gu Qinghuan: [???]

Gu Qinghuan: [I suspect there will be some left after everyone in the class gets one cup]

After the commotion, Gu Qinghuan quoted the price of two egg pancakes, and Jiang Chuchu and Yu Xin gave her red envelopes.

Gu Qinghuan accepted the red envelope and took a photo of the three egg pancakes after a while. The background was already on the bus.

Gu Qinghuan: [Hurry up, it won’t taste good if it gets cold]

Finally, the three of them sat together on a bench in the small garden outside the classroom and ate egg pancakes. Jiang Chuchu brought a portable water cup and poured a glass of banana milkshake for each of them.

"Class monitor, what delicious food are you guys eating?" Xu Xinghe, the next student to arrive in the class, came over.

Gu Qinghuan shook the omelet in her hand: "Breakfast, omelet."

Xu Xinghe said, "Oh!" "You brought drinks too?"

Jiang Chuchu raised the kettle: "Banana milkshake, there's still a lot, do you want some?"

Xu Xinghe smacked his lips: "Yes."

He wasn't thirsty, he just felt greedy when he saw how deliciously they were eating.

Jiang Chuchu also took a cup and poured him a glass.

Xu Xinghe held the cup and stood by to drink, chatting casually: "Class monitor, do you know what gifts other classes gave?"

"I don't know." Gu Qinghuan replied.

Xu Xinghe made a bitter face: "I heard that Class 7 was decorating the classroom last night. When I entered the school gate just now, I saw several people carrying several packaging bags..."

"Stop," Gu Qinghuan swallowed the milkshake in her mouth, "If I hadn't reminded you last night, you wouldn't have remembered Teacher's Day, right?"

Xu Xinghe: Guilty conscience.

Gu Qinghuan wiped her hands with the wet wipes provided by Jiang Chuchu, then patted Xu Xinghe on the shoulder and said earnestly: "We have already decided to send flowers. It's too late to worry now, and there is no need to do so."

"You have to figure out clearly whether your resentment is because you didn't show your respect to the teacher or because you lost to others in terms of pomp and ceremony."

Gu Qinghuan withdrew his hand: "Then, think about how to spend Teacher's Day next year."

Xu Xinghe pondered for a moment and suddenly realized: "Squad Leader, you are right. I will think about what to say when I give you the flowers."

He wanted to give flowers to his Chinese teacher. He was the best Chinese student in the class and had won several first prizes in essay competitions when he was in junior high school.

Jiang Chuchu swallowed quietly, then said, "Sometimes I really feel that Qinghuan, you are as mature as an adult."

Gu Qinghuan shrugged: "Maturity has nothing to do with age, right? Maybe those adults who we think are adults are actually not mature either."

"Then why are you so mature?" Jiang Chuchu asked.

"Because I'm a genius!" Gu Qinghuan looked proud.

Jiang Chuchu and Yu Xin looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"I'm serious! My mother has always said that I'm smart since I was a child!" Gu Qinghuan argued.

"Yes, yes, genius girl, it's time to go into the classroom. Let's write 'Happy Teacher's Day' on the blackboard at the back while we're having morning reading." Jiang Chuchu pushed Gu Qinghuan inside.

Yu Xin followed behind, laughing and thinking, in fact, Gu Qinghuan was not very mature, she was just very sincere and gentle.

She likes Gu Qinghuan like this the most.

Because Ming Xiaolan and Lian Fenghe had already discussed it last night, the bouquet ordered by Class 3 was delivered during the morning reading class.

Gu Qinghuan brought the classmates who were responsible for delivering flowers to the teachers' office after the morning reading class and delivered the flowers to the teachers in a lively manner.

Xu Xinghe recited a poem with great emotion, and other teachers in the office came to join in the fun.

Gu Qinghuan took advantage of the fact that no one was resting and went to the head teacher Chen Zelin and asked quietly, "Teacher Chen, how is it?"

Chen Zelin also whispered back to her: "Not bad."

Gu Qinghuan was relieved: "The whole class came up with this idea. Speaking of which, the teachers are all here. I thought some teachers would not come until the afternoon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qinghuan noticed that there was something wrong with Chen Zelin's expression.

Chen Zelin smiled: "Why do you think the teachers are here?"

"Ah?" Gu Qinghuan was at a loss.

Chen Zelin's tone was a little more gnashing of teeth: "Because there is a morning meeting at 8 o'clock. It is about Teacher's Day today. We must be extremely careful when accepting gifts from students."

Gu Qinghuan said dryly: "That's really... thank you for your hard work..."

Although going to school is painful, going to work doesn’t seem to be much better?