Mother Earth is divided [Honghuang]

"mom!"

Apart from anything else, the first thing Jiang Tang did after he landed in Jiang's living room was to call his mother—it was so real.

Fortunately, Mother Jiang sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the passage between the two worlds in advance, so she was not surprised by Jiang Tang's sudden voice.

"Is it over?" Maybe it's because I haven't seen Jiang Tang for a long time. Mother Jiang's patience with Jiang Tang has soared. She quickly approached Jiang Tang, with an extremely gentle face that Jiang Tang had never seen before: "Sit down and rest." , Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I'll make it for you now."

Then, Jiang's mother said to Yang Jian: "Student Yang Jian, please sit down, do you have anything you want to eat?"

Jiang Tang couldn't help shaking, expressing strong discomfort with Jiang's mother's enthusiasm.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, looked up at Yang Jian who was already sitting opposite, then quietly turned her gaze back to Mother Jiang, and tentatively replied, "Uh, would you like a bowl of tomato sauce noodles?"

"Okay." Mother Jiang said with a loving face, "Where's classmate Yang?"

Yang Jian was silent, and refused: "No, thank you."

Mother Jiang smiled and said: "Zhenjun has been busy for several days in a row, and he hasn't rested for a long time. You, just stay for a while. If you have no other requirements, I will prepare it for you according to what Jiang Tang said?"

The latter sentence seemed to be a question. In fact, Mother Jiang didn't give Yang Jian a chance to refuse. She turned around and wanted to enter the kitchen: "You guys rest first."

Jiang's father, who was working on a PPT in the study, heard the movement, came to the living room and greeted Yang and Jian, then walked up to Jiang's mother in two or three steps and stopped her: "You go to the living room and sit, I will cook."

"Okay." Mother Jiang nodded, not polite to him.

It is an indisputable fact that the Jiang family's culinary ranking is "Father Jiang > Mother Jiang > Tang Jiang".

After Jiang's father entered the kitchen, he closed the kitchen door. After a while, the sound of the smoking machine faintly sounded in the living room through the thick door panel.At the same time, the TV not far from the sofa is playing a TV series that has received a lot of attention recently, bringing a lot of life to this small space.

But at this moment, Jiang's mother couldn't listen to any plot. She looked at Jiang Tang hesitating to speak, and seemed to want to ask something, but because of Yang Jian's presence, she couldn't say it.

Yang Jian had known it would turn out like this, so he quietly sighed in his heart.

... why bother.

Jiang Tang didn't notice the embarrassing atmosphere in the living room, she slumped on the sofa and got up straight, "Mom, where's my phone?!"

"Hmm." Jiang's mother thought about it seriously: "I remember asking your dad to hold it for you. You can go to the study and the entrance to have a look. It should be in the study or the entrance."

"Oh, I'll look for it first, I'll see if the teacher has notified you these few days." After Jiang Tang said, he immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran to the entrance, rummaging through the pile of sundries , failed, by the way changed into slippers and ran to the study, successfully found his mobile phone in the study.

"By the way, how did the school do it? Asking for leave?" Jiang Tang turned on the phone and said with a headache: "Classes officially start on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, and it's already [-]th now, even if the Lantern Festival is on holiday in the middle For three days, Yang Jian and I also missed six days of classes."

Fortunately, they have finished all the high school courses in the first half of the semester, otherwise, if the fourth subject of mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology is taught a new course in the past few days, it would be really suffocating-how much hair would she have to lose to make up for it? return!

Mother Jiang replied: "Please leave."

"Ah." Jiang Tang sat cross-legged on the sofa, glanced at the mobile phone that was showing the boot animation, and continued to ask, "How many days have you asked us for leave?"

"I invited you twice. The first time I invited you for a week. Your school ended the Lantern Festival holiday on the morning of the [-]th. You didn't finish meditation at that time, so I invited you for another week."

That is to say, they were invited until the early twenties of the first month.

"Well, one week." Jiang Tang unlocked the phone, clicked on the calendar to look at it, and his attention was instantly distracted: "The morning of the 2th day of the first month...the 28th day of the first month is February [-]th, and the Lantern Festival is only a two-day holiday!"

She thought that the school would be closed until the eighteenth, and students would be allowed to return to school on the evening of the seventeenth. It happened that the seventeenth of the first lunar month was a Sunday, which was also in line with the usual holiday rules. She did not expect that the school would only be closed for two days.

In this way, she and Yang Jian have been absent from class for seven days.

Mother Jiang glared at Jiang Tang angrily. Considering that Jiang Tang had just returned home and Mother Jiang still had a strong filter of maternal love in her heart, she suppressed her desire to preach and said to Jiang Tang: "You still want to take a few days off ?”

"Uh, no, no." Jiang Tang's sixth sense small radar keenly sensed the danger, and quickly waved his hand in admiration.

As a person who has taken two weeks of leave in a row, she has no opinion on the length of the Lantern Festival holiday—Jiang Tang deeply felt Jiang's mother's subtext.

However, when it comes to asking for leave, there is a fatal problem that has yet to be resolved.

"Ma Ma~" Jiang Tang stretched out a tentative jiojio fawningly: "Since you have invited me until the 23rd of the first month, can I go to class in two days?"

It's the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, and there are still four days before the deadline for asking for leave.

Mother Jiang didn't get angry because of her request, but just glanced at her calmly: "The reason."

Jiang Tang shrank his head: "To be honest, I haven't finished my winter vacation homework."

Jiang's mother was firm: "If it is not because of the need for cultivation, I will not accept all your reasons."

Jiang Tang: "..."

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Ahhhhh!This is too difficult!

In fact, it's not that she didn't finish her winter vacation homework, but she only did a small part of it. If she returns to school with such homework... Jiang Tang didn't dare to think about Old Li's reaction.

Jiang Tang froze for a while, and suddenly thought of a question: "Mom, why did you ask us to leave?"

Mother Jiang replied: "There is something at home."

Jiang Tang was speechless for a moment.

This is really a panacea-like reason!

Mother Jiang ignored her, turned to Yang Jian and said, "Student Yang, I intend to let Jiang Tang return to campus tomorrow. Look at your side...?"

Yang Jian glanced at the languid Jiang Tang, pursed his thin lips lightly, and the words that he wanted to blurt out took a turn and changed into another: "Mrs. Jiang, I suggest that Jiang Tang return to school in the next day."

Mother Jiang was stunned: "Huh?"

Yang Jian: "She just woke up from meditation today and needs to be strengthened."

Mother Jiang hesitated for a moment: "Then your side..."

"I'll go back to school tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang's mother didn't worry too much, and quickly nodded in response: "I will inform Teacher Li in advance of your return time."

After saying this, Mother Jiang suddenly thought of another big boss, and felt a headache.

——Almost forgot, not only did she ask for leave for Yang Jian and Jiang Tang, but the Great Sage also asked for leave to stay at home with the excuse of "something at home" to avoid the old Li's expectation (destroy) and wait (destroy).

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, at this moment, Monkey King's reluctant voice came from the corner of the stairs: "I will also return to school the day after tomorrow."

His short golden-brown hair, which had returned to its original color, was messed up, no different from a chicken coop. Sun Wukong stroked it smoothly. Because of the bad news of the start of school, his figure coming downstairs was full of resistance. .

"Okay." Mother Jiang smiled, not paying attention to Sun Wukong's attitude: "Great Sage, Teacher Li just said that you should remember to bring the test paper when you go to school."

According to her getting along with Sun Wukong these days, Mother Jiang gradually figured out his character, and with the golden hoop as a lubricant, she and Sun Wukong also relaxed a lot in their words, and they were no longer as polite as before.

Sun Wukong: "..."

There was no need to remind him of this tragic reality over and over again.

Yes, although Lao Litou left the test papers to Sun Wukong during his home visit, and told Sun Wukong to take pictures and send the answers to him after completing the test papers, but until now, Sun Wukong has not given the four answer papers to Lao Litou .

In order to escape the nagging of old Li for a short time, after learning that Mother Jiang would ask for leave for Jiang Tang and Yang Jian, Monkey King decisively took the "free ride" of asking for leave, and also temporarily refused to return to school on the grounds of "something at home".

Jiang Tang didn't know the specifics of what happened, and looked at Monkey King curiously, but didn't ask out of politeness. The four people in the living room became quiet again, only the TV kept ringing.

It didn't embarrass a few people for too long. After a while, the faint sound of the smoking machine in the kitchen suddenly stopped. Jiang Tang consciously entered the kitchen and acted as a waiter, bringing the fruits of Jiang's father's labor to the table, satisfying himself and the big guy next door. Not hungry but lonely stomach and mouth.

Although the time was in a hurry, Jiang's father's preparations were not shabby at all. Not only did Jiang Tang name the tomato sauce noodles as the main course, but he also made a few side dishes, plus some fruits for dessert... so many things , forming a not-so-luxury but very homely supper.

As health experts, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother did not join the "small supper group", Sun Wukong also turned around and went back upstairs, Yang Jian and Jiang Tang finished the supper face to face, Jiang's mother tidied up again, and then went to their respective places. Disperse.

The night is dark.

Seeing that it was past ten o'clock, Jiang Tang hurriedly washed up, sat at the desk with half-dry hair on her head, pulled out all her winter homework, sorted it out, and made a preliminary homework plan to strive for "one student" , a pen, a day to create a miracle."

Relying on his self-cultivation, Jiang Tang resolutely gave up sleeping, and started methodically according to the plan... Dying struggle orz.

Thank you, thank you, thank you Yang Jian for speaking out!Otherwise, she is afraid that the game will be over.

Having said that, I don't know if the other two fake friends (friends who asked for leave together) who also "have something to do at home" have fallen into the same predicament as her.

Jiang Tang struggled with reading comprehension, guessing the author's intentions when writing a certain sentence, while distractedly distracted.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother are well aware of Jiang Tang's tricks of catching up with homework all night, but for Jiang Tang now, "staying up late" and "sudden death" are no longer a valid equation, so Jiang's father and Jiang's mother also Didn't interfere much.

The night of the [-]th, the daytime of the [-]th, the night of the [-]th... It is a pity that Jiang Tang failed to create a miracle even though he suffered from liver for a day and two nights.

On the 21st of the first lunar month, seven twenty in the morning.

"How is it?" Mother Jiang looked at Jiang Tang with a half-smile: "Have you finished your homework yet?"

Jiang Tang: "..."

Forget it, it breaks my heart.

"If Teacher Li talks about you, please don't mention me." Jiang's mother made her request clearly and clearly—she was also very afraid of being lectured by old Li Tou, who could always take her through time in an instant , back to the girlhood ruled by the monk-style teaching director.

Jiang Tang: "..."

Mother.

Jiang's mother continued: "What you do, bear the consequences yourself. Remember how you felt when you were taught by Teacher Li this time. Next time you have a holiday, don't let your procrastination go."

Jiang Tang said obediently: "Okay, okay."

It was indeed her miscalculation. Yang Jian had told her in advance that "he was going to preach at Guanjiangkou", but she failed to arrange her time reasonably.

Although it was an accident, even if she hadn't entered meditation...there were only two days between the eighth day and the eleventh day of the lunar new year, which was still not enough for her to finish these seemingly uncomplicated but time-consuming winter vacation homework.

Life is always so difficult.

Since it was all night last night, it was still early for Jiang Tang to go downstairs today. She had a leisurely breakfast before rolling out the little donkey she hadn't seen for a long time. She rode it past the guard room and slipped out of the community, weaving through the crowd.

After more than ten days of renovation, the appearance of Ming'an District has changed drastically. Jiang Tang feels that it is both familiar and strange, and he can't tell what it feels like.

"Jiang Tang!"

With ten minutes before class, Jiang Tang successfully arrived at the classroom. The first person to greet Jiang Tang was always his dear deskmate, Ms. Han Yuewen, and then the class representatives who had the right to send and receive homework from each subject.

Jiang Tang first put the schoolbag back on the seat, and after saying hello to the deskmate, he consciously explained his situation to the class representative, and came to the teacher's office with his homework in his arms, and experienced the old Li head for 10 years. Minutes later, Jiang Tang was rescued by the crisp ringing of the class bell.

Then, there is the ordinary daily life of ordinary students.

In fact, the lives of most people are so boring, day after day, year after year.

Jiang Tang enjoys such an ordinary life very much. Some people pursue vigor and vitality, and some people pursue mediocrity, and Jiang Tang is exactly the latter.

Time flies, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye. The so-called "grass grows and warblers fly to the sky in February", at this time most of China has just been moistened by a spring rain, the sun is hanging high in the sky, and clusters of unknown flowers Competing to come out, the big trees stretch their branches to their heart's content, and the emerald green plants hang with residual raindrops, making them appear more verdant.

There is more than a month of time difference between the Gregorian calendar and the lunar calendar this year. When the lunar calendar is more than February, the Gregorian calendar has passed the small tail of March and arrived on April [-]st.

City H, Special Investigation Office.

This is the first day of the establishment of the H City Special Investigation Office.

Although it is only a new organization, national development has always been based on overall planning and long-term vision.Knowing that the Special Investigation Department will play a key role for a long time to come, City H deliberately planned a small area as the working address of the Special Investigation Department. This area is adjacent to the police station and is about the same size as the city police station. .

Due to time constraints, the Special Investigation Office of City H is not newly built, but a semi-finished product assembled from several old buildings, which always looks a little inconsistent.However, this does not affect its proper function.

People from several parties gathered in the lobby of the office building of the Special Investigation Office. After saluting each other, they greeted each other to express their friendship.

"Please give me more advice in the future."

"I should ask for your advice." Fang Can responded with a polite and warm smile while shaking hands with the other party: "In short, we will be colleagues from now on, and we will work together!"

"It should be so." There were a few deep lines left by the years on the face of the person who spoke. It was obvious that he was no longer young, but his straight spine, serious face and the wisdom in his eyes still made him feel People can't be underestimated.