I Want To Be a Good Person in This Life

Zhuo Shao and Zhuo Ting lived in a room that used to be for Zhuo Jiabao. The room was small, with a wardrobe, a 1.5-meter bed, and a wooden dining table.

This dining table was brought from Zhuo Shao's house. Normally, Zhuo Shao and Zhuo Ting would do their homework on this dining table.

Zhuo Shao glanced at Zhuo Ting who was sitting across the table, recalled it, and realized that when he lived in his uncle's house in his previous life, he always shared the same bed with Zhuo Ting.

At that time, he didn't think much about it, but now that there was an adult living in his body, he naturally thought about it more.

Zhuo Ting is already ten years old, and he is already 15 years old. It is obviously inappropriate for them to sleep together again.

We must move out as soon as possible.

After Zhuo Shao finished his homework, he and Zhuo Ting went to take a shower separately.

Zhuo Rongming didn't have a water heater at home, so he could only pour hot water into the washbasin, then add cold water to adjust the water temperature, and then manually pour it on himself to take a bath.

Zhuo Ting has gotten used to it and washes it very quickly, but Zhuo Shao is not used to it.

"Tingting, you go to bed first, I still need to read some books." After washing, Zhuo Shao said while wiping his hair.

Zhuo Ting didn't wash her hair, so she nodded and went to bed without waiting for her hair to dry.

Zhuo Shao smiled, hung his towel with holes on a rope pulled out from the bedroom, and then dug out his math textbook for the first and second grades of junior high school and read it.

When Zhuo Shao moved here, he brought some things from his own home, including an alarm clock that needs to be wound up manually every day. Seeing that it was already ten o'clock, Zhuo Shao put down his textbooks and slept on the other side of the bed .

The next day, the alarm clock rang at 05:30. Zhuo Shao got up from the bed, took toothpaste, toothbrush and a cup, and went to the kitchen to wash up.

The bathroom is very small, there is only one toilet and one shower faucet, and there is no sink at all. Naturally, you can only brush your teeth in the kitchen.

"Little bastard, let me see how long you can go." Not long after Zhuo Shao got up, Zhuo Rongming also got up, and he glared at Zhuo Shao before walking out.

Zhuo Rongming didn't play cards or mahjong, so he had to drink, and when he went out so early, he just went to drink.

Many elderly people in Fuyang County feel that the greatest enjoyment is to go to a noodle shop to eat a bowl of noodles in the morning.

People here eat rice as the main food, but because of this, they cook noodles very delicately, and there are many types, such as fish slice noodles, fish block noodles, fried fish noodles, eel noodles, pig intestine noodles, pork loin noodles, large row noodles, and chicken soup noodles. Duck noodles are everything.

Each bowl of noodles is cooked separately, such as fish block noodles. After someone orders, the person who cooks the noodles will cut a section of fresh grass carp into pieces, first fry it in a pan, and then make it into sweet and sour fish pieces. Or put in pickled vegetables, bamboo shoots, shredded bamboo shoots, and wild rice stems to cook the soup, and then put the watered noodles in and cook for a while to taste, and a bowl of noodles is officially completed.

For those who like to drink like Zhuo Rongming, they can also ask the store to prepare the toppings first, and serve them without noodles. After drinking two bowls of wine with the toppings, they can ask the store to serve noodles with lard.

In Fuyang County, those who have good wine and spare money will basically gather in the noodle restaurant early in the morning, and then chat while drinking, rain or shine.

Zhuo Rongming was one of them. With the money he earned from working part-time, he drank, ate noodles and smoked every day, so there was basically nothing left.

Zhuo Rongming left without saying a word, and after a while, Qu Guixiang also left. Before leaving, he looked at Zhuo Shao with a sneer: "I'm going to buy steamed buns to eat today, I won't make breakfast, you can buy it yourself Come eat."

When Zhuo Shao’s parents had just passed away, he still had some pocket money that he had saved before, but now, the money used to buy paper, pens and toothpaste has already been spent, and Qu Guixiang asked him to buy it himself. To eat is actually to make him hungry.

If it was the former Zhuo Shao who was standing here, he would indeed have to starve - Qu Guixiang locked all the rice in the cabinet.

But now...

Zhuo Shao unlocked the kitchen cabinet with a needle again, and then took out four packs of instant noodles from Qu Guixiang's locked cabinet.

This is the cheapest instant noodles, the one with only one packet of seasoning in it, Zhuo Shao didn’t dislike it, he cooked all four packets of noodles in one pot, gave Zhuo Ting a big bowl, and then solved all the rest by himself Noodle.

At the beginning, he endured Qu Guixiang, but he wanted to use Qu Guixiang to pretend to be pitiful. Now the school teacher already knew that he was pitiful, so of course he didn't have to continue to endure it.

After eating and drinking, Zhuo Shao sent Zhuo Ting to school first, and then went to school.

Although Zhuo Shao woke up very early, it took more than an hour to cook breakfast and send Zhuo Ting off, so that it was almost seven o'clock when he arrived at school.

The morning self-study time stipulated by Teacher Yang starts at seven o'clock, so when he arrives, almost all the students in the class are here, some are copying their homework, and some are eating buns for breakfast.

Zhuo Shao had already forgotten the names and appearances of most of the people in the class. Even though he had a class yesterday, he didn't remember a few of them. The only one he was familiar with at the moment was the little fatty Liang Chen, and his eyes naturally fell on the little fatty. .

Liang Chen also happened to look at Zhuo Shao, his eyes met, and he immediately showed a big smile.

Zhuo Shao walked over with his schoolbag. Seeing this, Liang Chen immediately took out a box of milk: "Zhuo... Zhuo Shao, do you want it?"

When Zhuo Shao was reborn, he felt that as long as he took care of this little fat man more in the future to prevent this little fat man from being kidnapped, then even if he spent a little money in advance, it would be fine.

But this kid is too enthusiastic.

Zhuo Shao was suddenly a little embarrassed.

It's just that since he has already started to accept the younger brother's filial piety, there is no difference if it is more or less... Zhuo Shao took the box of milk: "Thank you. Also, I will protect you from now on."

Liang Chen nodded repeatedly, and then pulled away his schoolbag: "You...do you still want to eat?"

The schoolbag was full of snacks, stuffed to the brim.

Zhuo Shao: "..."

After Zhuo Shao ate the snacks he brought yesterday, Liang Chen deliberately brought a lot of snacks to school today, hoping to please Zhuo Shao, but this time, Zhuo Shao didn't want any of them.

Liang Chen suddenly felt a little lost.

Zhuo Shao is the most good-looking person he has ever met, and his grades are good... When Liang Chen was in elementary school, he liked Zhuo Shao very much. , The difference between the two is too great, and there is almost no intersection at all.

He is not good-looking, stutters, and although his grades are not at the bottom, he has been hovering around the [-]th place in the class. Even though he has been in the same class for two years and has been at the same table for several days, he has not spoken a few words to Zhuo Shao.

But yesterday, Zhuo Shao asked him for food and took what he gave.

Suddenly discovering such a way to get close to Zhuo Shao, Liang Chen really wanted to give Zhuo Shao something a hundred or eighty times a day.

It's a pity that Zhuo Shao confiscated it today...

"How much is your monthly pocket money?" Zhuo Shao didn't ask for those snacks, and then couldn't help asking.

This was the beginning of 2000. In big cities, rich kids could eat KFC on weekends, but Fuyang County didn’t even have KFC.

At this time, the monthly salary of most people is only one or two thousand. If the children’s pocket money is not counted, 50 yuan a month is not bad.

Before Zhuo Shao’s parents passed away, they would give him 50 yuan of pocket money a month, and sometimes his mother would give him some extra money to buy breakfast for him and Zhuo Ting when he didn’t have time to make breakfast... At that time, he was one of the well-off people in the class.

"One month? Three thousand..." Liang Chen said.

Zhuo Shao: "..."

It was not unreasonable for him to hate the rich in his previous life.

No wonder he asked Liang Chen for ten yuan every day in his previous life, and this little fat man gave it so readily... This person's monthly pocket money can catch up with the total monthly income of many families!

Why are Liang Chen's parents so relieved to give him so much money every month?Zhuo Shao wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly remembered that he had chosen Liang Chen to be his deskmate because the child's mother had passed away, and his father reportedly didn't want him anymore...

It's not possible to want him, but his father obviously doesn't care about him, Zhuo Shao took a look at Liang Chen's messy attire, and felt a little blind after finding that he was wearing flowery underpants worn by middle-aged and elderly people.

Being led by Liang Xin, he has always attached great importance to dressing for the past ten years.

"My dad gives me [-] a month, and some more for birthdays and Chinese New Year." Seeing that Zhuo Shao was silent, Liang Chen added another sentence.

Zhuo Shao looked at him with more complicated eyes.

My tablemate turned out to be a rich man... Zhuo Shao was surprised for a while, and then let go quickly.

He has seen the world. Before his rebirth, his company had a monthly net profit of 200 or [-] million. Occasionally, it would be even more when he received a big order. Three thousand... It's really not a big deal.

Don't talk about others, just talk about Liang Xin, who must be richer now. Liang Xin's father is one of the largest real estate developers in the provincial capital, and he has already started buying land and building houses to make a lot of money.

Thinking of Liang Xin, Zhuo Shao looked at Liang Chen, who had the same surname as Liang Xin, and it was more pleasing to the eye.