Proper Feeding Methods for Transfer Students

"Are you here?" Mom's first words were not with Song Yang at all. The way she looked at Lan Mao was no different from watching an epidemic virus.

"Hello, Auntie." Shangguan scratched his head.

"Have you been here these days?" Ms. Tong's face was cold, and she turned her head to stare at Song Yang.

Shangguan Jin was just about to be an honest and good boy, but saw the little squad leader waving his hands towards her in an inconspicuous corner, with an anxious expression on his face, and he understood in seconds, so he deliberately pulled out his voice: "Oh, auntie, you said I what..."

Seeing that the people over there were blushing anxiously, she coughed and finished speaking with a smile: "I just came here, just today. I've been home for a few days."

Ms. Tong glanced at the breakfast in her hand, her expression was uncertain, "You bought this for Song Yang?"

"Yes." Lan Mao still smiled, "That's right, she taught me to do the questions last time."

Ms. Tong's complexion was a little less ugly, she nodded, and her voice softened a lot: "Students help each other, it's nothing, you don't need to do this, you can eat it yourself, she wants to eat breakfast, she can cook it herself."

Seeing that Lan Mao was still talking, Song Yang rushed forward to agree: "Yes, Shangguan, you can eat by yourself. It's not a trivial matter. Don't be so polite."

Shangguan Jin grinned and nodded when he heard this, and when he passed by the squad leader, he blinked his right eye, hiding his merit and fame.

Here Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief, poured water for his mother, and asked why he came back a day early.It is rare to go out once a year.

Ms. Tong sighed: "Have you read the news your uncle posted?"

Because Tong Qin is old and disrespectful, he often posts some daily superstitions in the circle of friends that do not match the status of Gao Zhi, and pictures of gathering people to smoke marijuana late at night, Song Yang has blocked him long ago.

So now being asked, I shook my head.

Half an hour later, Ms. Tong took her to her uncle's house.

Both mother and daughter carried large bags of tonics in their hands.

Song Yang followed her mother to her aunt's bedroom to greet her, and then let them whisper in the adult world, and took her cousin to the small study next door to help him with his homework.

Tong Lei's handwriting is very big, and if he is not careful, it will exceed the square, so he often has to erase it with an eraser and rewrite it.It takes more than an hour to write new words alone.Song Yang was flipping through a magazine at the side.

Tong Lei raised his head between writing and asked sullenly, "Sister, what is malposition?"

Song Yang closed the book, thought for a while, and tried to explain to him in the language of elementary school students, "That is, the younger siblings are in the mother's womb, and the sleeping position is not right."

"So, is it serious?" Tong Lei's voice has been a little nasal these days, and his small voice is still slightly hoarse, sounding preoccupied.

Song Yang stroked his soft hair on the top of his head, "It's nothing serious. Don't worry."

"But I heard that there will be an operation." Tong Lei simply put down the pen in his hand, gestured with Xiaopang's hand on the belly, and widened his eyes, "Take the baby out of my mother's belly."

"That's very common, it's called a caesarean section." Song Yang said patiently, "It will be fine."

Tong Lei suddenly realized, then looked at her and smiled, grinning to reveal the gap in front teeth that haven't grown out for a long time, and wanted to talk about another five yuan: "Sister, tell me about you, why don't you eat well? You messed up your hair Yellow is not yellow, red is not red."

When Song Yang heard this, she lowered her face and asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

Because Tong Qin went to work at her father-in-law's house, the mother and daughter were here to accompany her that night.Tong Xue cooked a pot of nourishing soup for the rice.No one was allowed to touch the chopsticks, and all was brought to the bedroom for my aunt to drink.Nothing left.

When my aunt was forced to drink the soup, Song Yang also stood beside her. When she received her call for help, she immediately shrugged her shoulders, showed a helpless smile, and said, "I have experienced all the suffering you have suffered."

After eating, Song Yang was in charge of cleaning, and it was almost bedtime after work.After washing up and lying down, I turned on my phone and found Lan Mao's message from two hours ago, "Did the squad leader go out to play today?"

"At uncle's house." Song Yang curled up under the quilt and typed.

"So that's the case. I was worried for a long time when I saw that there was no light in your small window." Lan Mao spoke again in the poisoned tone of Japanese light novels.

Song Yang looked disgusted, and threw the phone aside, unwilling to reply.But after tossing and turning for a while, I really felt worried, and didn't know what to say, so I finally came up with a topic: "I ask you, why hasn't that Dark Revenge manga been deleted?"

"It hasn't been deleted yet." The blue-haired voice said, "What's the problem?"

"Is Teacher Sa not angry?" Song Yang still chose words.

Lanmao said with a smile, "Someone asked for a booklet. His anger disappeared. But he also threatened me. If he dares to make trouble again, he will kill me."

Song Yang turned over and lay on the pillow, feeling sore in her heart, "Then, how do you get paid as a ghostwriter?"

"Twenty-eight points." Lan Mao began to reply to the text again, "I am two."

Song Yang looked at those two words and pursed his lips into a smile.After a moment of silence, he sent another message, "When did this Overlord Clause start?"

"Since I was in elementary school." The other side replied in seconds, "My mother was still there at that time."

"Does mom know?" Song Yang asked.

"Our mother doesn't know." Lan Mao changed his voice again.

Song Yang listened to it twice and was sure she meant "our mother".Suddenly my mind froze again.The phone turned into a hot potato and slipped out of my hand, and I didn't know how to answer the call.Losing your temper seems too hypocritical.If nothing happens, it is tantamount to default.It's a dilemma.

Coincidentally, without waiting for her to reply, Lan Mao sent another message, "I thought it was a lot of money at that time."

Song Yang decided to pretend not to hear a voice, "You were young at the time, and you didn't have to worry about food and drink. What do you need so much money for?"

When the icon for sending the message was spinning around, Song Yang frowned and thought, could it be that this dog family is hiding something, and it is still a first-class figure in Grandet.

"To support the family." Lan Mao said, "Also, to save my wife's money."

Talking here today, even if the chat is dead.

"Still asleep?" With a snap, someone turned on the light.

Hearing the voice of a person so close at hand, Song Yang quickly stuffed the phone under the pillow, and poked her head out from under the quilt. It was indeed her mother.

Ms. Tong stood at the door, looking down.

"Sleep right away." Song Yang felt a little guilty.

But my mother seemed quite interested in talking, so she came over and stood by the bed.

Song Yang had no choice but to stroke his hair, sat up, and stood ready.

"Song Yang." When the full name is called, it means that this is a more serious conversation.

"Yeah. Sit down, mom." This is my cousin's small bed, which was given to her, and he went to sleep with his aunt.

Ms. Tong didn't sit down, but still stood there, "You are at school, and I never worried about you. I never asked you. But recently, I have heard a lot of gossip."

Song Yang blinked: "Since it's a rumor, don't take it seriously."

"You do it yourself." Ms. Tong nodded, "I don't want to be sorry for your father. If I lead you astray with someone else, it's my failure. If you ruin your bright future, it's your failure. At that time, your father will not be able to live in peace under the nine springs."

As soon as Song Yang heard those two words, his mood suddenly became heavy.The whole person was shrouded in guilt.The chest is constricted and I can't breathe.

"Your physics competition hasn't been long, has it?" Mom then asked.

"Yes." Song Yang answered with her head down.

"Rest early and get ready." This is the last sentence of this conversation.

After Fu turned off the lights and lay down again, Song Yang took out the mobile phone under the pillow, held it up to check the time, but saw Lan Mao's good night message.

She silently turned off the phone.

Almost a sleepless night.

After tutoring her little cousin's homework the next day, she went directly to the school dormitory, lying on the pillow and silently brushing up materials.

In the afternoon, the students arrived at the school in twos and threes.Yanan invited her to taste the crispy sweet-scented osmanthus cake made at home. The two sat side by side on the edge of the bed, biting carefully, but they couldn't help laughing when they saw the crumbs falling on the skirt.

"You say the school is perverted?" Sun Ping leaned on the opposite bed frame, admiring the awkward appearance of the two of them eating, "Why are you skipping these two days of vacation? It makes it difficult for everyone to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"This is the essence of our No. [-] Middle School. Dare to be the first, dare to be the first in the world, make up lessons must be at the top, you know." Yanan sang with her.

"Actually, I don't have a good time at home." Song Yang tilted her head, "My mother will urge me to read. It's better to be at school, without distracting thoughts, and be quiet."

"Your mother knows how to make zongzi and make moon cakes?" Shu Yanan said with a smile, "My mother is good at making dim sum. That's why I gain weight as soon as I get home. I gain three catties every holiday."

Song Yang shook her head, "My dad is responsible for those things. Now," the voice dropped, "it's not done at home now."

Yanan put his arms around her shoulders, "Everyone misses Teacher Song very much." Then he put his arms around her and shook her a few times.

In fact, Song Yang miscalculated this Mid-Autumn Festival.

Her mother received a call for help from her uncle at home, saying that the wife with a big belly wanted to eat jujube cake, and asked her sister where to buy it.According to Ms. Tong, don't worry about pastries outside, it's better to make them yourself.Tong Qin said that she has a disabled hand.So Tong Xue came back with a bag of jujubes, planning to make some for his sister-in-law as a gift for the Mid-Autumn Festival.Of course, tell her not to eat too much.

But the plan fell through at the first step...

Shangguan Jin was updating his candy painting with his mouth in his mouth, and planned to go to school to find the class leader after painting.Find her to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her.After the evening self-study, watching the moon on the grass together, talking about the philosophy of life from poetry and songs, is the most wonderful thing.

However, after she heard a scream, the pen in her hand stopped, and when she listened again, there was no sound.However, a few seconds later, there was another crackling symphony of pots and pans, accompanied by the exclamation of her mother, the little squad leader.

The whole person almost jumped up from his seat.

After she broke open the balcony door and entered, she found that the scene was still a mess, and the water stains on the kitchen floor were steaming.Mother Song's right hand was placed under the faucet to wash it. The whole hand was red, obviously scalded.

She glanced at the transfer student who barged in with an indifferent expression on her face.

"Auntie, what's the matter?" Shangguan Jin swallowed.

Auntie said nothing.

Shangguan glanced at the pot that fell on the ground, and one ear fell off.Presumably this is what happened.Immediately said: "Auntie, I will take you to the hospital."

Tong Xue looked up at her, "Go out."

"But you're hurt." The hand was about to blister massively.Terrible.

"Don't talk nonsense, get out for me, don't worry about it!"

Shangguan Jin was not angry either, guessing that the aunt was a little bit annoyed by her embarrassment, and smiled, "I want to get out, but Auntie, if you are injured, if you don't deal with it, it will be serious. Song Yang knows, you have to How worried are you? Does she still have to prepare for the exam?"

Tong Xue was stunned for a while, and finally sighed, "Go get my medicine box. In..."

"I know." Shangguan disappeared with a whoosh before she finished speaking.

Tong Xue walked to the living room with a look of surprise on her face, and she saw the transfer student coming out with a first aid kit in her arms.

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sorry for scaring everyone