Xiaoman

Shang Liangshan said a few simple words this time, and he really didn't say much. He asked "Where is Xia Liangren?" but didn't get an answer, so he threw down the chalk and called Yu Shou and San Jinhua out.

It seems that his rules and discipline and "collective sense of honor" are all emphasized for Xia Liang alone.

There is usually no class in the evening self-study. The teacher in charge of the class comes to watch the questions or memorize the book. The class is buzzing persistently and steadily. Every teacher has to emphasize silence several times.

It is impossible to be quiet, don't even think about it.

But this kind of humming is much better than the noise when I listened to it.

Liu Xiaoman really got into the state and was able to calm down when doing the questions. Xia Liang was not there, and Li Meng didn't turn around to talk to him. Go down one set of questions one after another.

Mark and circle the questions that you don't understand, and wait to ask Fan Yiyang later.

After a few nights of self-study, he actually thought it was pretty good, and was even a little moved that the noises in his class were much gentler than the roars of the physical education students in class 13 next door through the wall.

Human adaptability is really scary.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Hey, hey! Immortal after school!" At the end of the fourth period, Li Meng knocked on his desk with his schoolbag on his back just like yesterday.

Liu Xiaoman looked up and saw that Wang Chao's schoolbags had already been packed, he beckoned to the two of them and squeezed out of the seat in a hurry.

"Your butt is made of iron, right?" Li Meng leaned back on the table, shaking his head and smacking his lips, "I haven't seen you say a word, aren't you disgusting?"

"Huh?" Liu Xiaoman looked at him suspiciously.

"Didn't you say you were disgusting, didn't you feel disgusting when you did the questions?" Li Meng pulled the clothes on his chest, making an exaggerated nausea.

"No," Liu Xiaoman was amused by him, "it's not pregnancy."

Being able to do problems in one place in a down-to-earth manner without thinking about anything is actually the most satisfying state for him.

"Awesome." Li Meng gave him a thumbs up, "I can't do it, I'd rather be pregnant than doing the questions."

After finishing speaking, he sighed and added: "It's okay to be pregnant with anything, three years of pregnancy is more comfortable than sitting here for three years, I just read those questions from my brain nausea."

He said this in a joking tone, but seeing his serious expression, Liu Xiaoman couldn't laugh all of a sudden, and changed the subject: "Aren't you going with Wang Chao?"

"He runs like a rabbit. I really don't want to go back so early. Going back is even more uncomfortable than going to school." Li Meng shook his legs, and kicked Liu Xiaoman's desk with a "hey", "If I don't tell you that school is over Well, can you spend the night here?"

"How is it possible," Liu Xiaoman shook his head, "There is no one in the class, and I'm not a fool."

"Oh, is that so?" Li Meng was overjoyed, and Liu Xiaoman didn't know why he laughed when he told the truth.

He had a lot of books and a lot of exercise books. He was afraid that Li Meng would be impatient, so he tried to speed up the packing.

In the end, Li Meng didn't care at all, and instead persuaded him: "You take it slowly, book by book, the slower the better."

After parting under the big banyan tree, Fan Yiyang was already waiting for him on the car.

Liu Xiaoman went over and put the schoolbag in the car basket, Fan Yiyang said with a smile: "I've been waiting for you these two days."

Liu Xiaoman smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot to do the problem."

"So serious?" Fan Yiyang waited for him to sit firmly in the back seat, and then he slid his wheels and rode slowly towards the school gate in the crowd after school, "It seems that the atmosphere in your class is better than I imagined."

On the contrary.

Liu Xiaoman answered in his heart.

"By the way, Brother Yangyang," he poked Fan Yiyang's back, "Can you find the listening comprehension you listen to on your mobile phone every day?"

"Huh?" Fan Yiyang turned to look at him, "Yes, what's the matter, do you want to hear it?"

"I can't keep up with what's on the radio." Liu Xiaoman didn't want to tell Fan Yiyang that their class could fight until they played the listening comprehension, so he made up a reason, "I want to follow up when I get the answer right. "

"Okay," Fan Yiyang nodded, "Then I'll find it for you every night when I go to your classroom, and remember to tell my master when I go back at night."

"Hey." Liu Xiaoman agreed, feeling that a matter in his mind had been resolved, he shook his calf in a good mood.

It's spacious when you leave the school gate, but it's also limited. Apart from the students and parents picking up the students at the gate, there are many small vendors pushing carts beside the side gates on both sides.

Hot and sour powder stinky tofu pancake fried skewers, each tricycle is covered with a small transparent window, hung a small yellow light bulb, surrounded by circles of students, bustling and messy, full of bamboo sticks, cartons and plastic bags ,

Liu Xiaoman smelled the scent and thought of Xiaoguo again. When he was approaching Xiaochakou, he wanted Fan Yiyang to stop and took him in to see if he could see Xiaoguo and give him something to eat.

I don't know if Xiaoguo can eat snow cakes.

As a result, Fan Yiyang opened his mouth before he opened his mouth: "Did he make things difficult for you after returning to the classroom?"

"Who?" Liu Xiaoman was stunned, "Xia Liang?"

"En." Fan Yiyang said.

"No," Liu Xiaoman answered him, "he wasn't here at night."

"Not here again?" Fan Yiyang asked a question, his tone didn't seem too strange, and there was a little casual mockery.

Passing through the food stalls to the corner of the street, the road was completely spacious. It was a slow downhill road, and Fan Yiyang started to speed up.

Liu Xiaoman looked at the fork that passed by on the right, grabbed Fan Yiyang's clothes, and said nothing.

Arriving downstairs at Liu Xiaoman's house, Fan Yiyang parked the car in front of Uncle Song's supermarket with the best of light.

"Brother Yangyang, wait for me." Liu Xiaoman jumped down from the back seat, and ran upstairs without taking the schoolbag, "I'll give you the clothes, it should be done."

"I told you there's no hurry," Fan Yiyang sighed, straightened one leg and kicked the curb, "slow down, you don't need to run."

Liu Xiaoman ran up, packed his clothes in a small pocket, and ran down again.

Grandpa followed him out and stood on the balcony looking down, calling him: "School is over, Yangyang."

"Master," Fan Yiyang greeted him, "Are you still asleep?"

"Don't you have to wait for him to come back?" Grandpa coughed twice, "Would you like a bowl of porridge cooked at home?"

"No, let Xiaoman drink it." Fan Yiyang smiled, took the bag from Liu Xiaoman and hung it on the handlebar, and gave him the schoolbag.

"Trouble you every day, take him to ride around." Grandpa looked at him and said.

"I'm being polite to you." Fan Yiyang continued, "By the way, we may have to come back later in the future. Xiaoman is not divided into classes. Some people are afraid that he will not be able to keep up. We plan to learn more at school after school a little while."

Grandpa let out an "oh", dragged his voice and didn't speak immediately, Liu Xiaoman followed him and looked up at him.

"That will delay you." Grandpa coughed again after speaking, "Go back and discuss it with your mother."

"Hey." Fan Yiyang agreed, "I'm not in the way, sir, you can go inside and rest."

Grandpa waved at him.

"Then let's see you tomorrow." Fan Yiyang said to Liu Xiaoman, the car turned around and slid diagonally towards his home.

Back upstairs, Liu Xiaoman made a cup of Banlangen for Grandpa.

"Let Auntie Hongmei get some medicine later." He watched his grandfather drinking Banlangen and whispered.

Aunt Hongmei is the doctor in their clinic. She has a little headache and fever, so she can't afford to go to the hospital, so she goes to the clinic to get medicine.

"It's okay. I know what's going on. You should learn from yours." Grandpa said.

Liu Xiaoman said "Oh".

"Have you handed in the copies?" Grandpa asked him.

"It's over." Liu Xiaoman remembered that those documents were still in his schoolbag, and went to take them out and put them back in the small drawer.

When he got up, he didn't pay attention, his knee was knocked by the corner of the drawer, which made him "hiss" in pain.

"Slow down, don't worry." Grandpa looked at him, "Go and drink the hot porridge in the pot and go to bed early."

Liu Xiaoman was not hungry, he was full of casserole and didn't really want to drink water, so he went to fill it up with a "hey", sat on the small bamboo stool next to his grandfather's legs, and the grandpa and grandson each had a bowl, sucking and blowing together Drink it hot.

It was only for a short while that he could have a good conversation with his grandfather every day.

The next morning he was more experienced than the day before, Liu Xiaoman got up a little earlier than before, and after tidying up, he helped grandpa set up the stall.

He was so busy until Fan Yiyang rang the car bell to come to the early stall to call him, Liu Xiaoman suddenly realized that Xia Liang hadn't come yet.

No wonder I subconsciously felt that I was waiting for someone in the morning.

Xia Liang said yesterday that he would come to buy breakfast today to pay for his casserole.

He glanced in the direction of the intersection, but he didn’t see anything. It would be impossible to wait any longer. He bit off his gloves to get his schoolbag, asked his grandpa to roll a bigger burrito, wrapped it in oiled paper, and then took the plastic Bag it.

"I ate more than usual today." Fan Yiyang looked at his burrito and said with a smile.

Liu Xiaoman grinned and stepped into the car, not daring to tell him whose stomach the cake was going to go into.

There was no way to go to the small fork, Fan Yiyang parked the car at the school gate, and he walked directly towards the playground.

Today's time was just right, almost everyone in the class was almost full when we arrived at the playground, and Li Meng didn't know how long he had been there, holding a sesame seed cake as long as his arm and gnawing his mouth full of scum, and greeted him cheerfully.

too long.

Liu Xiaoman couldn't help looking more.

He had never seen such a long sesame seed cake.

Shang Liangshan came from the direction of the office and asked Han Xuebi and Yu Shou to form a team.

It is estimated that yesterday's incident had a big impact on Han Xuebi, and the voice of the whole team was not as energetic as usual.

Yu Shou also had a sullen face, one of them was in charge of the boys and the other was in charge of the girls, they didn't make eye contact, and quickly moved away when they bumped into each other.

Liu Xiaoman was a little embarrassed, not because of the two of them, but because he didn't have a place for himself in the queue, and he didn't know where to stand.

"Teacher." Yu Shou also noticed, turned his head and called Shang Liangshan.

Shang Liangshan stared in one direction, and Liu Xiaoman looked there, and saw Xia Liang among the students in twos and threes.

It should be Xia Liang.

He was far away, and he wore a black mask, but judging by his figure and walking posture, he was basically the same.

"You lead the team to run first, Liu Xiaoman stays and runs with Xia Liang." Shang Liangshan issued an order.

Yu Shou let out an "Hey" and led the team onto the runway, while Liu Xiaoman looked at Shang Liangshan from the same spot.

"The two of you can work together more. I saw that your running was quite harmonious yesterday." Shang Liangshan said.

Liu Xiaoman felt numb when he thought of the sports meeting and team formation he mentioned last night.

Then he followed Shang Liangshan and stared at the man wearing a mask who was not in a hurry and didn't speed up his pace at all because of being watched.

This is definitely Xia Liang.

he thought firmly.

When I came to the front, I guessed right.

Shang Liangshan glared at Xia Liang, and didn't bother to say anything more, probably thinking that it would be good for him to be able to come.

Throwing the sentence "Same as yesterday, let's run" to the two of them, he folded his arms and didn't know what to do.

Xia Liang didn't speak, didn't take off his mask, he threw his schoolbag on the side of the track, glanced at Liu Xiaoman, and signaled him to follow with his eyes.

"Why didn't you come?" Liu Xiaoman asked him first without moving.

"What?" Xia Liang looked at him.

"My family," Liu Xiaoman opened his schoolbag, took out the big burrito rolled by his grandfather and handed it over, "Isn't it worth the money for the casserole?"

Xia Liang was stunned, his eyes moved from Liu Xiaoman's face to the breakfast in his hand, and then from the breakfast to his face.

"Ah," he replied, "forgot."

After taking the burrito, he tossed it lightly, the weight is very solid and heavy.

"Thanks." He put the burrito in his schoolbag and said to Liu Xiaoman.

"I'm sorry yesterday," Liu Xiaoman pursed the corners of his mouth, "Yang...Brother Yang didn't mean to rush at you, maybe he was a little anxious. He is very nice, and it's also a good intention."

When he said "Brother Yangyang", his tongue was tied, and he blurted out that he wanted to change his nickname to his real name. Thinking about it, Xia Liang knew it anyway, so he just continued like this.

"Let me apologize to you for him." He said seriously.

A small row of gym students from class 13 ran across the playground, followed by their morning jogging team, Yu Shou shouted "one two one" in a deep voice.

Xia Liang didn't speak.

Not only did he not speak, but he also stared at Liu Xiaoman for a long time.

It was really staring, as if seeing something from the old civilization, so staring that Liu Xiaoman wondered if he had brushed toothpaste on his face again, and reached out to touch it.

As a result, before he raised his wrist, Xia Liang's arm moved first.

In the next second, Liu Xiaoman felt a "thump" on his forehead, and his brain collapsed.

He was not mentally prepared, and suddenly his neck was thrown back when he was bounced, and he was stunned, covering his forehead and staring at Xia Liang in surprise from the corners of his eyes.

Xia Liang looked at Liu Xiaoman with his eyes above the mask, and slightly bent his eyes.

For a moment, Liu Xiaoman didn't even see clearly, Xia Liang put the bag aside again, turned and walked on the runway.

"Come here." He called him like yesterday.

Liu Xiaoman rubbed his forehead and stood beside him.

When he started running, he couldn't help turning his head to look Xia Liang's eyes again.

The double eyelids are thin and the eyelashes are dense.

Like a crescent moon.

"Addicted?" Xia Liang said.

"Tch." Liu Xiaoman pouted lightly, and also smiled inexplicably.