After a simple rebirth

The fourth class was math class. The math teacher had taught Fu Ying for three years. She was a kind and nagging old lady. She would smile at students with good grades and scold naughty students, but she would not treat them differently based on their grades or discriminate against students with poor grades. She had every student in her eyes.

The old lady was talking about knowledge from books. She asked us to take out the second semester textbook for the third year of junior high school and started going through the knowledge points one by one.

As Fu Ying listened, her heart sank: Sine and cosine, I can’t remember the formulas at all; quadratic function, I remember the academic name, but that’s all; inverse proportional function, I don’t know anything at all.

Damn, the junior high school knowledge is really returned to the teacher. I can rely on guessing for multiple-choice questions, but not for calculation questions. As the saying goes on the Internet: In the subject of mathematics, if you don’t know it, you don’t know it, and if you can’t write it, you can’t write it. If I get 20 or 30 points on the test, will the old lady be angry? She will have to nag herself for half an hour...

As she was thinking, her stomach started to hurt. Fu Ying glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 11:30, and the get out of class was not over yet. She could only bear it. She must be so hungry that her stomach hurt.

When Fu Ying was a tour guide, she had an irregular diet. If she had time in the morning, she would eat breakfast. If she didn’t have time, she would wait until lunch or later. She was often busy until after midnight before eating. Sometimes she had no choice but to eat at McDonald’s. After several years of irregular diet, she developed stomach problems. It was okay if she ate on time, but she would start to have stomach pain after mealtime or if she had been fasting for too long. Later, she changed jobs and had regular lunch and dinner. However, because she got up late and went to bed late, and didn’t eat breakfast, she still had stomach problems and stomach pains.

I woke up early this morning and have been fasting ever since. My stomach couldn't help but protest.

But isn't Fu Ying only 15 years old at this time? I was wrong. How could such a young body have stomach problems? She was just hungry because she didn't eat breakfast.

At this time, the old lady asked someone to answer a question. After looking around, she asked Fu Ying to stand up. Fu Ying was still in pain, so she stood up with her back bent and her hands on her stomach. Seeing her like this, the old lady's lips turned a little pale. She asked her if she felt uncomfortable, and she nodded. The old lady asked her if she wanted to go to the infirmary or take a leave to go home and rest. Fu Ying shook her head and said she would be fine after sitting for a while.

The old man asked her to sit down and continued teaching without asking anyone to answer questions.

At 40 minutes past midnight, four boys greeted the old lady and said they were going downstairs to get their food, but Fu Ying didn't pay any attention.

Finally, when the bell rang, Fu Ying lay down on the table. She still felt pain, but it was a little better. Gastric disease is like this, it will hurt a lot at once, and the pain will continue after it passes, but it will get better.

Maomao asked her, "Does it hurt? Do you have it with you? Do you want me to lend it to you?"

"No, I just have a stomachache. Thank you, it will be fine in a moment."

"Do you want to take a leave this afternoon? I see you're in pain." Maomao was still very worried.

"It's okay, just eat something later."

"Okay, the food will be here soon. I'll go get it for you."

Fu Ying then remembered that Juxing School did not have a canteen. Day students went home to eat, and non-day students paid for meals and ate in the classroom. Each class had four large buckets, one for rice, one for soup, and two for vegetables. After getting the food, they took it back to the kitchen to wash it.

Sure enough, the boys who had gone out earlier each carried a bucket into the classroom.

A few people who were quick enough had already lined up with their lunch boxes. Maomao also asked Fu Ying to give her the lunch box and help her queue up to get her food.

Fu Ying was confused. There was no lunch box in her schoolbag? She was sure it was gone when she was packing up last night. She tried to touch the drawer. Okay, there was no lunch box either! Fu Ying remembered that when she washed the dishes and put them away last night, she saw a rectangular tin lunch box at home. She didn't take it seriously because she remembered that there was always this lunch box at home!

"I don't think I brought my lunch box, and neither my school bag nor my drawer."

"Ah, then how do you eat?" Maomao was also confused.

"Forget it, I won't eat anymore. I'll go to the store to buy some food later. You can get your own meal first." I don't know if there are any 1 yuan breads, and I don't care if I'm full...

Maomao thought for a moment and said, "How about I serve more and we can eat together. I'll use a spoon and you use chopsticks."

Emmm, although Fu Ying is not a germaphobe, she seldom eats with people other than her boyfriend!

The old lady who was eating saw that they were not queuing and asked them why they were not eating. Maomao said that Fu Ying did not bring a lunch box.

"How can you be so careless that you don't even bring a lunch box!"

Fu Ying: I don’t know. I also forgot to bring my lunch box.

When the classmates heard the old lady scolding Fu Ying, they all looked over. Math class representative Liu Jiao took out a lunch box from the table next to her.

"It just so happens that Baozi took the day off today, so you can eat from her lunch box first!"