I also want to pull wool today

"Breakfast is glutinous rice rolls and soy milk. At noon, fried rice with eight treasures is served with lemon tea. In the evening, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, it's me and you."

When he went out early in the morning and even picked up his bicycle, Lin Zicheng remembered that he forgot to take out the trash.Hastily hung the car at the door of the house and went in to pick up the plastic bag.A morning full of energy doesn't start with a trash bag.

When the phone rang this morning, he was still sprawled on the bed, with the curly wool puppet on the pillow, and buried his head with the quilt.The breath is full of the smell of lemon spray left on the fabric, and it is uncomfortable to press on either side of the left face and the right face, half dreaming and half awake.

If you are not conscious, even if your ringtone is lamb, you will not be able to get up.

Lin Zicheng stretched out his hand from the edge of the bed to feel for the cabinet, no, where did it go?The bell continues to ring..

"Oh, old white...don't shout...I...I'm looking for..."

Searching on the mobile phone was fruitless, Lin Zicheng was awakened by the sound of bleating a little bit, just a little bit, he bent his body and touched the surroundings, seeing the shadow of the pillow, the lamb fell to the corner of the bed.

His arched back was smoothed, and he lay back on the bed again: "Hoo...the quilt is so heavy..." Leaning slightly to the corner of the bed, he stretched out his hand to grab it.

Cheng Zi catches sheep.

I picked it up, and even touched the phone---I guess I fell asleep by the window in the middle of the night and fell asleep.He patted the dust on the lamb's back and stuffed it into his arms.

Press to answer the phone: "Hello..."

"...Good morning, do you want to eat breakfast..." Baicha lifted the steamer and took a look. Well, it was a glutinous rice roll surrounded by steam that was still delicious.When his brother came back last night, he stuffed something steamed and put it in the refrigerator.Before his brother woke up in the morning, Baicha decided to do it himself.

"Eat! I have my share!" Lin Zicheng lifted the quilt and touched the ground with his feet: "Old Bai, are you making breakfast today? Can you eat it?"

"...Shut up...Look how miserable you were last night." Steamed.Baicha put the phone aside: "Hang up, see you at school." Put a few glutinous rice rolls into two paper bags, and keep the remaining ones in the pot to keep warm.His brother should also have breakfast.

"Okay! See you at school!"

The barefoot classmate Lin hung up the phone, put the curly wool puppet on the bed and began to clean up and wash as usual.

Putting his bag on his back and taking two loaves of bread, Lin Zicheng made a detour to his goddamn home - the kitchen.Today, I could smell the soy milk on the stairs. Mother Lin watched her son enter and put the warm soy milk into two thermos cups.

"Oh, what are you doing, taking the wrong medicine?" Mother Lin turned the fried egg over with a wooden spatula: "Your dad and I haven't started health regimen yet, have you started?"

Lin Zicheng put the lid on the thermos cup, and gave his mother a bright smile: "Mom, the soy milk is not cold, but it's super bad to drink. You don't need to keep healthy! You will always be the most beautiful in my heart!"

Mother Lin is also someone who has seen big winds and waves. She took the fried eggs out of the pan and pushed her son out of the kitchen door: "Suddenly praise me? Go out first, it's crowded, go, go, and quarrel with your father."

"Dad, my mother asked me to quarrel with you!" In fact, no, Lin's cub put the thermos cup firmly on the dining table and ran back to the bedroom with his schoolbag. Before closing the door, he confirmed the location of the things and went downstairs.

"Mom! Lao Bai brought me breakfast, I'm going out!"

"Throw out the trash!"

"Oh!"

The door closed, then opened again, Lin Zicheng came back, picked up a garbage bag and ran away again.

Papa Lin: "Honey! Do you know who Lao Bai is?"

"...Maybe, most of the Tai Chi practitioners in the park outside have the surname Bai."

Back in class, Lin Zicheng had a clear goal - to eat on the table.

He put a thermos cup on the white tea table, unsealed the paper bag, and kept the glutinous rice rolls inside.

"Glutinous rice rolls!" Lin Zicheng seemed to like it a lot: "I haven't eaten them for a long time, it seems that I took pictures of the team for a long time when I went to the breakfast shop to buy them last time."

Zhong Haowen walked back from the door of the class: "Cheng Zi, you are now like the old man who sighs in the gourmet movie."

"That kind?"

"That kind!" Zhong Haowen wanted to imitate it for him, took away one of the glutinous rice rolls, and bit it off: "For example: ah, this is it! This is it! The taste of that year!! I have eaten it! I am so satisfied! "

Lin Zicheng: "...Zhong Haowen, I think it's time to show the sincere friendship between us at the same table, come here."

"I don't... Hey, Ah Cha, where did you buy it? It's quite delicious... ah!"

From the time they first got to know each other to later, several people knew that Lin was good at choking his throat.

"My breakfast! Lao Bai brought it to me!"

"Ah brother! Brother Lin! Can I pay you back if I spit it out!"

"No! Do you want you to spit it out? Is it because I am sick! Do you dare next time!"

Song Beibei watched the battle as soon as she arrived, she hesitated a few times and went back to her seat by the back door: "What's going on? I'm full of energy early in the morning..."

Baicha unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and started drinking soy milk directly, without any strange feeling about the unilateral throat lock outside: "Two childish ghosts are pecking at each other."

"What are you two doing!"

"Ah, Old Yang!"

Zhong Haowen let go in an instant, but his opponent Lin Zicheng didn't let go, turned around and kicked Zhong Haowen a little.

The two looked at each other and then at the class teacher, both bowed their heads and smirked.

"Enter the classroom, and the Disciplinary Committee will come later, and you two will know what silence is golden."

When Yang Yushan stepped on this floor, she saw her student Hule. She only knew that the children who usually had a good relationship were probably fighting, so for safety's sake, let the two of them stand firm and enter the class with her.

They all sat down obediently, Lin Zicheng bent down and took a bite of the glutinous rice rolls in the desk drawer and finished chewing, Baicha saw him in the back seat and calmly drank soy milk.

Zhong Haowen turned his head to the side and quietly protested: "You two are playing food temptation!" "

Lin and Bai: "Hush!"

Zhong Haowen: "Okay, silence is golden, I don't deserve it..."

Yang Yushan held a small class meeting while studying early.

"In order to promote the sense of honor ceremony between our class collective and the school collective, the school will hold a school sports meeting on Friday. Is there any student who volunteered to sign up? Be active?"

Lin Zicheng: "The glutinous rice rolls are really delicious."

White tea: "Soy milk is delicious."

Song Beibei: "Can you bring your family... Chuanchuan is also here..."

Zhong Haowen: "Help me, I'm overwhelmed by the smell of the food..."

Of course, there was still no sound in the class.

Yang Yushan sighed. In fact, she also knew that few people would report the words. I'm sorry students. I can only do this: "If you are willing, you still have time in the next few days. Think about it, and then go to the sports committee to report your name. In the past few days, I will also pay attention to which students have good physical exercise, over! The representative of the Chinese class, come up and take the reading."

Will the class keep quiet once the head teacher leaves?How can it be.

Lin Zicheng leaned against the wall and sat sideways. After eating the glutinous rice rolls, he began to drink soy milk. He leaned on the books piled up with white tea: "Old Bai, how much is the soy milk made by the family?"

"Full marks." Well, it seems very face-saving.

"What do you pay for?"

"Never mind him, just don't let Lao Yang see you running."

There is something called a flag, Lin Zicheng, Master Flag.

After morning reading, the two wandered across the corridor to fetch water. Their building was tall and windy. Except for the fact that their hair was easy to smear their faces, the scenery was pretty good.

"Old Bai, Brother Ran, can they still grow flowers on the roof?" There was a group of colorful plants on the roof of the third floor.Baicha took a step forward and just looked at it, stepped on the metal joint connecting the two buildings, and made a heavy "dong" sound.

"..." Baicha was actually startled by Xiaoxiao, and pretended nothing happened, dragging Lin Zicheng forward: "Get water."

Lin Zicheng raised his eyebrows and tugged at the corner of his upturned mouth: "I saw it..."

"What." Bai Cha walked ahead and only replied two words.

Lin Zicheng, the master of imitation: 'That's it.' He turned to the next door to Baicha with a look of surprise: "The subtext--ah!"

"..." Bai Cha glanced at him, "Ah! So funny..."

White tea, perfunctory master.

Probably because it has been operating under the sun for a long time, the white rubberized water pipe is a little hot to the touch, and the lukewarm water it draws may be hot water.For white tea, unscrew the lid and turn on the faucet. The water pipe is hot, but the faucet is cold.The faucet started to drip after half a bottle of water was filled.

"Come on, there's no water..." Lin Zicheng took a sip, um, raw.

Bai Cha turned around: "Let's go."

"Huh? Where to go?"

"In the third year of high school, fetch some water, it should be fine."

The class break time is only the stingy 10 minutes. Naturally, if you don't get enough sleep, it is impossible for the two of you to go to another building to fetch water.

The two watched the warm water flow into the cup along the wall.

"Deng..Deng..Deng..Deng..Deng.."

Are you familiar with it, the preparatory bell for class.