“The grilled chicken wings for school lunch are delicious.”

"anything else?"

"Hmm...there is actually a canteen in the school!"

Dad Cheng smiled: "How about your studies? And how do you get along with your classmates?"

"Very good." Cheng Zhou blinked.

Gu Yazhen came home by bicycle, opened the door lightly, and found that her mother was setting the dishes for dinner.

"Mom, I'm back." Impatiently, she put her schoolbag back into the room, and then leaned over to her mother to watch her cloth.

Mother Yin looked up at the hostility on her daughter's face, and asked gently: "Jiajia, are you having trouble with someone at school again?"

"I don't." Gu Yazhen lowered her eyes and whispered, "Mom, I want to eat some too."

She had dinner at school, but because she was angry, she didn't eat much, and now she's hungry again.

"Go to the kitchen and get another pair of chopsticks."

The two sat down at the dining table, and Mother Yin put food in Gu Yazhen's bowl, and said earnestly, "Jiajia, you should be calm and don't always get into disputes with others outside."

In the eyes of outsiders, Gu Yazhen is a typical "other people's child", but Mother Yin knows that this child is actually very worrying.She is always depressed on weekdays, no one knows what she is thinking, and she refuses to tell if she asks.When he is unhappy, he fights and takes revenge on others. When he is happy, he behaves like a little sheep in front of himself.

"Mom, is my speech written poorly?" Gu Yazhen looked up at her mother, her eyes were red.

Mother Yin suddenly understood. "How come, you wrote very well. Didn't we rehearse? Don't care too much about individual people's opinions, you can't expect everyone to like you."

"I know." Gu Yazhen replied obediently, her voice was soft like a baby.As she buried her head in the food, she recalled the unhappiness of today, and the arrogant face of the little fur boy was still lingering in her mind.

Damn kid, today is really cheap for her.Next time I let myself be caught, I must press her into the pot and stew her to eat.

It's a pity that conflicts come and go quickly.A few days later, she could no longer remember the facial features of the little furry boy. The busy high school studies took up most of her life, and this matter was quickly forgotten.

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