I Want To Be a Good Person in This Life

Zhuo Ting was dumbfounded.

What is her brother doing? !

"Tingting, you can't tell your aunt, you know?" Zhuo Shao showed a gentle smile towards his sister.

Zhuo Ting nodded stupidly, and suddenly said: "Brother, you look so pretty when you smile."

"Really? Then I will smile more in the future." Zhuo Shao said with a smile. In his previous life, at his age, he always looked like someone owed him money, very indifferent, but he can smile more in the future.

Zhuo Shao ate, washed the dishes, and sent Zhuo Ting to study.

Zhuo Ting's elementary school is not far from the junior high school, but she has to take a detour. When walking past, Zhuo Shao asked a few things about Zhuo Ting's life, and Zhuo Ting answered obediently.

She was cheerful, and her answers were all normal, obviously she hadn't been hurt yet, Zhuo Shao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But even if he breathed a sigh of relief, he must find a way to take Zhuo Ting away from the uncle's house as soon as possible.

He and Zhuo Ting have a place to live. Several years ago, his parents spent 5 yuan to build a beautiful two-story villa in the countryside, but the house is also in the hands of his uncle and has been rented out. Well, if he wanted to move there, he would have to tear himself apart with his uncle's family, and he would have to have money before he could fire himself.

This can't be done in a short while, now...he's going to school.

Zhuo Shao was late again.

Teacher Yang, the head teacher, was already sitting on the podium. When he saw Zhuo Shao calling the report at the door, he immediately frowned and stood up: "Zhuo Shao, follow me outside."

Zhuo Shao followed Teacher Yang to the corridor.

"Zhuo Shao, what's going on with you recently?" Teacher Yang frowned and asked, "You can't just rely on your smarts to not study well in class or do your homework...... Have you gone to play games?"

"I haven't." There were similar conversations in his previous life, and Zhuo Shao immediately vetoed them at that time, but being suspected still made him uncomfortable.

"You are now in the third grade of junior high school. You should put all your attention on your studies. The students in the class don't go home for lunch now. You can go home to eat, but coming to school so late every day will not only waste your lunch break, but also disturb the students. Classmates study!" Teacher Yang was a little harsh: "Tell your parents to eat at school in the future and don't go out at noon!"

"Mr. Yang, I don't have money to eat at school." Zhuo Shao said.

Indeed, most of the students in their class, in order not to waste time, ate at school during the third year of junior high school.

Beimen Junior High School is the best junior high school in the county. The food is very good. Each meal has one meat and one vegetable. The meat dishes are usually chicken legs, pork chops, braised pork, etc., so parents are willing to pay some money to let their children live in the school. eat.

But where does he have money?

"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry. I have to wash the dishes and clothes at noon today. I'm late. I'll make sure I wash them in the morning tomorrow." Zhuo Shao said again. do the laundry.

"Wash the dishes and clothes?" Teacher Yang looked at Zhuo Shao in surprise. He is an only child now. Many parents he knows can't wait to feed their children... Zhuo Shao wants to wash the dishes and clothes?

He has been in charge of this class since the first day of junior high school, and he has met Zhuo Shao's parents before, obviously it shouldn't be like this.

Zhuo Shao lowered his head and said nothing.

"Your parents asked you to work? You are now in the third grade of junior high school, the most important thing is to study..."

"Teacher Yang, my parents passed away last year." Zhuo Shao lowered his head and said, his voice trembling deliberately.

In his previous life, he didn't want to be sympathized with, and he didn't want to let his classmates know how hard he was. Even if he didn't have enough to eat, he didn't want to show it at all, but that was actually quite stupid.

Teacher Yang always felt that Zhuo Shao's grades were declining, he was always late, and his homework was getting more and more sloppy because he was obsessed with playing games or having a puppy love. He didn't expect to get such an answer, and he couldn't help being stunned: "Your parents... ...so who do you live with now?"

"I live with my uncle and aunt." Zhuo Shao said again.

"Where's the address? The teacher is going to visit my home tonight." Teacher Yang said in a deep voice, and looked at Zhuo Shao again, only to find that the child lost a lot of weight, his hair was so long that he didn't care about it, and he was sweating all over his body. He came to school.

Before, he thought that Zhuo Shao didn't cut his hair and was late, etc., because he was rebellious, because he was playing games outside, but now thinking about it... is he really nobody?

Zhuo Shao gave the address, and Teacher Yang asked him to go back to the classroom.

Zhuo Shao lowered his head and went back. At this time, the lunch break time stipulated by Mr. Yang had passed, and the classroom was not as quiet as before. Everyone was drinking water and going to the toilet, and they were all waiting for the first class Attend class.

When Zhuo Shao entered the classroom, he felt many students whispering to him, so he didn't take it seriously, and sat down quietly in his seat.

"Zhuo...Zhuo Shao, teacher...has he criticized you?" The chubby fellow at the same table looked at Zhuo Shao worriedly, stuttering.

"It's okay." Zhuo Shao smiled at the little fat man.

He had a good impression of this little fat man. After being served by him in the morning, he had the idea of ​​accepting him as a younger brother, and he believed that this man would definitely not refuse.

The little fat man blushed when he saw Zhuo Shao's smile, and quickly turned his eyes away. After a while, he took out a vacuum-packed chicken leg from his schoolbag and gave it to Zhuo Shao: "You...do you want to eat it? "

Although Zhuo Shao ate an extra piece of meat at noon, he was not full at all. He thought about it and took the chicken leg.

He was very impressed with this brand of chicken drumsticks. He remembered that the little fat man always ate this in his previous life.

Seeing that Zhuo Shao took the chicken legs, the little fat man was very happy, then he took out another bottle of drink and asked expectantly, "You...do you want...to drink fruit juice? Well, this is delicious."

"No need." Zhuo Shao refused the juice.

The little fat man unscrewed the bottle of juice in some frustration, intending to drink it by himself.

Seeing this, Zhuo Shao frowned.

This little fat man's eating habits are really too unhealthy. They are either snacks or drinks, which are not good for the body.

Zhuo Shao is not a meddling person, but thinking that if it wasn't for this person's money in his previous life, he would have starved himself, and he just took this person's chicken legs, so he said a lot: "Drinking drinks is not good for your body." good."

"Oh." The little fat man quickly screwed back the lid of the drink: "Then...then I won't drink it."

Zhuo Shao was prepared for this person not to take his own words seriously, this little fat man drank drinks as water every day, how could he change after hearing his words?

However... this person really stopped drinking.

Zhuo Shao looked at his deskmate in surprise.

Being looked at by Zhuo Shao, Liang Chen was a little at a loss, and quickly added: "I, I won't drink anymore." If Zhuo Shao didn't like him drinking, he stopped drinking.

"That's not necessary, just drink less, and eat less snacks, it will make you fat, and these things are not good for the stomach." Zhuo Shao said.Afterwards, his voice changed a bit.

Liang Xin liked to eat snacks, especially meat like chicken wings and duck necks. When he first followed Liang Xin, he thought Liang Xin's habit was very cute. He even bought snacks and secretly put them in the cabinet in Liang Xin's office.

But then...

After being diagnosed with stomach cancer, Liang Xin never ate snacks, but by then it was too late.

There was something wrong with Zhuo Shao's expression, but Liang Chen didn't pay attention, his thoughts were all on "getting fat".

Does Zhuo Shao think he is fat and ugly?

He must eat less in the future... But if he doesn't eat these, what else will he eat?

Liang Chen frowned slightly, and at this moment, the class bell rang.

This class is an ideological and political class.

When they were in the first grade of junior high school, the school said that there was a shortage of political teachers, and all the ideological and political courses were arranged as other classes. The class has started.

After all...the senior high school entrance examination still has to be taken.

In view of the fact that as long as you memorize this class more, you will definitely pass the test, so the school decided to let them take the three-year class together until the third year of junior high school.

The political teacher didn't even focus on the key points. He had already sorted out the content of the test, printed it out and sent it to each student. Now let them take out the materials and explain it to them.

Zhuo Shao listened very carefully, reciting while listening, but Liang Chen who was sitting next to him was absent-minded.

Liang Chen opened his pencil case, and then adjusted the angle.

There is a mirror behind the lid of his pencil case, and after adjusting the angle, he can see Zhuo Shao in the mirror.

Zhuo Shao is so pretty...

Liang Chen glanced happily for a few times, thinking that Zhuo Shao talked to him today, he was happy for a while.

He is really, really happy today.

Zhuo Shao has been listening to the class, completely oblivious to the mystery on the stationery box at the same table.

In the afternoon, the first period is political class, and the second period is art class. Since the art teacher is "occasional" and does not attend class, it is no surprise that it is changed to self-study.

In the morning, the ponytailed girl who took everyone to study English sat on the podium with her homework and supervised everyone's self-study.

Zhuo Shao is in need of self-study classes now, so he took out his textbook and read it, and by the way, he did the questions assigned by the teacher in the morning.

The topic...is quite difficult.

In his previous life, his grades had declined at this time, but the main decline was in English and Chinese, and he was still very good in mathematics. After all, he was smart.

But now... he can't do these maths.

Zhuo Shao didn't know how to do it, but his tablemate, the little fat man, did it quite quickly.

"Lend me your math homework." Zhuo Shao said.

Liang Chen looked at Zhuo Shao in surprise, Zhuo Shao... actually borrowed his homework from him? !

What does Zhuo Shao want his workbook for?Liang Chen was very strange, and at the same time, subconsciously, he gave Zhuo Shao the homework book, and after giving it, he regretted it.

His handwriting is too sloppy... If he had known that Zhuo Shao wanted to read his homework book earlier, he would have written it well.

Zhuo Shao also felt that the little fat man's handwriting was too scribbled and ugly, like a dog crawling.

He has practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and he has a good handwriting. Liang Xin's handwriting is also beautiful...

Zhuo Shao was flying like a phoenix, and quickly finished copying the math homework, and then borrowed the Chinese homework to copy.

Liang Chen was already stunned.

He hasn't done his English homework yet, so he hastily started to do it.

He wrote carefully, every letter was very beautiful, but until after school, Zhuo Shao didn't borrow English homework from him...