Long legs and small buns

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Ruan Zhenzhen saw the tiredness on her face, it was the marks left by years of hard work.

She picked up the bowl and blinked away the wetness in her eyes.On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is the most inauspicious to shed tears.

After the meal, Dad took Xiao Yusong away, and Mom took Yingran by the hand and asked her if she wanted to go out together.

Ruan Zhenzhen has been at her grandma's house since she can remember, not to mention the villagers in Zaozhuang, even her own grandma, because she doesn't see her often, she has an unconscious sense of alienation.

She has always disliked excitement, let alone talking to strangers, so when her mother asked, she refused without much hesitation.

She was soon alone in the house, and she felt at ease.

Turning on the TV, changing a few channels aimlessly, her eyes began to glance at the phone uncontrollably.

Isn't Jiang Lan going to call? Does she want to call?

Perhaps feeling her entanglement, the screen of the empathetic phone suddenly lit up.

Ruan Zhenzhen connected immediately: "Hello?"

Dad's mobile phone did not activate the caller ID service, so she didn't dare to go up and call her name this time. After answering, she held her breath and waited for the other party to speak.

"Zhenzhen, it's me, Jiang Lan." A familiar laughing voice came over.

"I know, I can hear you as soon as you speak!" Ruan Zhenzhen smiled instantly, revealing a row of small white teeth.

In fact, in the past six months, she has often talked with Jiang Lan on the phone, and she has long been used to the slightly distorted voice on the phone.

It's just because of this special day right now, this ordinary call, suddenly felt different.

"Miss me?" Jiang Lan teased as usual.

She knew that the little girl had a thin skin and was never ashamed to say such things, so she couldn't get any answer when she asked.

But even so, every time she talked to the little girl, she still couldn't help but ask her a cheap question.Listening to the little girl stammering and making excuses to change the subject is actually quite interesting.

There was a rare moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Lan was a little puzzled, could it be that she had joked like this too many times, and the little girl was angry?

She was just about to say something more to make up for the casual teasing just now.

Ruan Zhenzhen's small voice floated into her ears at this moment: "I miss you, miss you. Sister Jiang Lan, when are you coming back?"

Jiang Lan was startled, then laughed again: "I will definitely go back when I have time, but I really can't leave now."

"Okay." Ruan Zhenzhen replied, and said, "I just went to your house, and Uncle Jiang is sitting in the yard watching the snow."

"This old man, the north wind is blowing in the winter, what snow does he see!"

Jiang Lan laughed out loud at first, then slowly restrained her emotions, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it uncomfortable for him not to go home during the Chinese New Year? When I called him, he acted really well. I I can imagine him on the other end of the phone, yelling unreasonably with his hips on his hips. But the more he is like this, the more I feel that I have no idea."

Ruan Zhenzhen thought of the figure she saw sitting in the snow wrapped in a thick padded jacket when she entered the door, and also remembered the gentle smile on his face when he raised his head.

Jiang Lan didn't go home for the first time during the Chinese New Year, how could he feel better?

But he didn't want Jiang Lan to worry about it, that's why he smiled exaggeratedly on purpose later on. He is obviously a considerate and sensitive person, but he rarely took the initiative to make an inappropriate joke.

Ruan Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment: "Sister Jiang Lan, it's the first time you're celebrating the New Year outside. Uncle Jiang won't trust you, so he will definitely feel a little uncomfortable. But it shouldn't be a big deal. When I went to see him just now, he was still joking with me."

Jiang Lan laughed again. The father and daughter have similar personalities. They both like to knock out teeth and swallow blood, and they also have to act like a calm and breezy master. How could they take the initiative to show weakness.

But since he is still in the mood to joke around, it shouldn't be a big deal, the big deal is to coax her father more when he comes home next time.

"What is he joking with you?" Jiang Lan was relieved, and her tone became unserious again, "My dad, sometimes he can't hold back, he likes to run the train with his mouth full, he didn't tell you anything bad about me, did he?" ?"

What kind of joke did Uncle Jiang make... Ruan Zhenzhen's face turned red instantly, and she repeatedly denied: "No, no."

Jiang Lan immediately grasped the point: "Little Zhenzhen, your reaction is not right, so I just asked casually, why are you panicking. That must be what my dad told you about me, don't be afraid, tell sister , what did he say?"

"Sister Jiang Lan!" Ruan Zhenzhen tried to stop Jiang Lan's questioning, blushing and panicked.

Jiang Lan became even more curious: "What can my dad say to scare you like this?"

Ruan Zhenzhen couldn't lie to Jiang Lan, so she could only try to change the subject clumsily: "I, I remembered something, the snow in your yard hasn't been swept yet, and it's so cold, don't let Uncle Jiang see the snow I'm going to clean it up for him!"

She didn't pause after she finished speaking, and hung up the phone in a panic, leaving only Jiang Lan dumbfounded with the silent phone.

What did her father say? The old man!

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☆, final exam

Holiday time always flies by so fast, it seems that the winter vacation is over in just a blink of an eye.

Before the holiday, they took the final exam of the first semester, and the results have already come out. The school teachers have sent the students' results to the mobile phones of the parents of the students in the form of information through "School Newsletter".

The mobile company's "School Newsletter" service charges three yuan a month as a handling fee. Ruan Zhenzhen's father has not subscribed to it, so she still doesn't know her grades.

Fortunately, after each major exam, the school will print the grade ranking list for publicity, and the head teachers of each class will also post the specific score sheets of the students in the class, so there is no need to worry.

Ruan Zhenzhen put the things she brought from home back to the dormitory, looked around, and found that Jia Ning'an was not there, so she packed the bed and went to the classroom by herself.

There were already quite a few people in the classroom, and there was a circle of people around the report card in front of the podium.

Just as Ruan Zhenzhen was about to get closer, she saw Jia Ning'an squeezed out from the innermost part with an excited expression on her face. When she saw her, her eyes lit up and she waved her hand to let her pass.

"I just saw it, you are the third in our class, No. 12 in grade!" Jia Ning'an was very excited.

Ruan Zhenzhen was used to it, and was even a little disappointed: "Why is it No.3 again, I'm always wandering between No.3 and No.5."

She didn't forget to care about Jia Ning'an: "How about you, how did you do in the exam?"

Jia Ning'an looked indifferent: "Huh? Me? I didn't watch it. Anyway, I can take any test."

Ruan Zhenzhen didn't agree with this point of view. It happened that there were fewer students looking at their grades in front of the podium, so she dragged Jia Ning'an and moved closer.

Counting from top to bottom, Jia Ning'an is No. 30 in the class of nine and one hundred in the grade.

She was quite happy: "Hey, I didn't expect my grades to improve? You must have influenced me!"

Ruan Zhenzhen was a little speechless: "You were still the 35th in the class last time, how did you improve?"

Jia Ning'an hugged her shoulders and pushed her to the seat: "Then I don't remember clearly, it doesn't matter, just leave it alone."

Ruan Zhenzhen was still thinking about the grades: "It would be great if my grades could improve a little bit, but geography is really too difficult."

Jia Ning'an just wanted to tease her a few words to divert her attention - she really couldn't figure out what the grades represented? Like her, the grades have been wandering in the middle and lower reaches of the class, and she is not happy every day heart.

But a voice suddenly came in from behind: "Study geography hard, maybe you can surpass me."

Jia Ning'an looked back, ah, it's Ye Cheng.