Literary Girls Nurturing Program

When I got home, my parents were not there.Wang Jia glanced around casually, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The junior high school is still very close to my home, even if I walk, it only takes about half an hour.Wang Jia can take the car, but he doesn't exercise enough, so it's better to exercise more while he's home from school.

When the oily smoke floats out of the window, this home is considered to have a little more life.In Wang Jia's life, his father was in a small business, and his mother was a high school Chinese teacher, which was pretty good.But it was late for both of them to go home, if Wang Jia didn't cook by himself, it would be too late if they waited for them to come back.

At the beginning, it was because the land price here was cheap, so my father moved here specially for business; my mother didn't follow suit, so the school was a little far away, and every time I went to work and went home, it was a bit hard for my mother, but she never had much explain.

When Wang Jia came here half a month ago, the original owner was suffering from a fever, which lasted for a week and was hospitalized in a daze.The doctor tried many methods, but they couldn't make the inexplicable high fever subside. It was not until Wang Jia's consciousness awakened that the fever subsided.

Originally, the couple were in despair, but the fever subsided miraculously. After the daughter was lost and recovered, the love was doubled.If it weren't for Wang Jia not being the little girl she used to be, maybe she would be very lawless now.

At this time, Yuan Jia didn't have a mobile phone with her, but Wang Jia still asked for her phone number.Although he asked his parents to transfer, Wang Jia really missed his "own" parents.

You must know that in the previous life, not long after I worked, my mother passed away.And earlier, his father passed away due to illness... Although his affection for his father was not as deep as that for his mother, Wang Jia dare not forget it.

After the busy tone on the phone, Wang Jia nervously reported his name and waited for the person on the other side to speak.The tension in my heart is even worse than when I expressed my opinion in front of the leader back then.

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Yuan Ningming came back from the field with a load of vegetables, guessing that Yuan Jia had already returned from school, put down the vegetable basket and went to the kitchen to cook for Yuan Jia.

"Mom, I've finished cooking, you should rest first." Yuan Jia came out of the bedroom when she heard the movement.I saw the two baskets of vegetables in the living room at a glance, and looked at my mother's dirty appearance, feeling very uncomfortable.

Last year, my mother divorced my father despite the obstacles of all the family members. Now that my father has returned to his hometown, he doesn't know what to do. There are only her and my mother left in the family.And my mother is very strong, and my father took her to change his surname immediately after he left.

It's just that the mother who graduated from elementary school couldn't find any good jobs at all, and there were still a few pieces of land at home, so she devoted herself to farming.It's just that the benefits of farming such a job are really limited.Their lives are also very difficult... So when Wang Jia proposed the prize money for participating in the composition competition, Yuan Jia was really tempted.

"Have you finished your homework? Hey, what are you cooking for? Just study hard!" Yuan Ningming came out of the kitchen with mud spots all over his body, and he didn't have time to clean it up.With a short and fat body, the wrinkles on his face are much more than those of the neighbors and aunts around him.

"It's okay, you can sit down and eat. My homework is almost done, don't worry." Yuan Jia pressed his mother's shoulder and led her to sit down.Take off the lid of the pot that covers the food, and then eat with the rice bowl.

Yuan Ningming was relieved after hearing what Yuan Jia said.In fact, she is not capable enough to be a wild monster, that's why Yuan Jia can only go to such a school.If you send it to a key school, you won't have to worry about whether you can get into a good high school.

It is precisely because he has had enough of not studying that Yuan Ningming cares more about whether Yuan Jia can read a good book.

Before he had even eaten two bites, the phone rang suddenly.Yuan Ningming thought it was his client who came to ask her for food, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and connected it. As soon as he put down the chopsticks, he stopped eating: "Hey, I..."

"Is this Yuan Jia's mother? I'm Yuan Jia's classmate Wang Jia. I have something to do with her."

Yuan Ningming was stunned when he heard the name "Wang Jia". He looked at Yuan Jia who was eating. After all, Yuan Jia's name had the same pronunciation before it was modified: "I am Yuan Jia's mother. To Yuan Jia, you can tell yourself."

Yuan Jia took the phone and didn't know what happened, but when she heard Wang Jia's voice from the phone, she knew that Wang Jia came to her about signing up for the composition competition.

Clutching their phones, Yuan Jia and Yuan Ningming said they answered the phone first, and then walked into the bedroom.

Yuan Ningming saw how careful she was, if she hadn't heard a girl's voice when answering the phone, she would have wondered if her daughter was hiding her puppy love or something.

Having no time to worry about what Yuan Jia and his friends were doing, Yuan Ningming finished the meal in two or three mouthfuls, and then dragged the vegetable basket to the balcony.She has to finish the dishes quickly, lest it will be too late when she gets up early tomorrow morning to tidy up the dishes.

"My ID number? 500***x, my home address is..., the phone number is this... The theme of the composition is spring?" Yuan Jia pursed his lips and recorded all the key points that Wang Jia said. The number of words is limited to less than [-] words, and more than [-] words. The genre is not limited, and the theme is spring. As for how to write, it depends on the young writers' own play.The deadline is the tenth of next month.

After talking here for a long time and finally made it clear, Wang Jia hung up the phone first.

Yuan Jia went out of the bedroom with the mobile phone, the sound of "da da" echoed in the living room, Yuan Ningming was choosing dishes on the pony, and he had to prepare the dishes before taking them to the owner of the restaurant.I grow vegetables from dawn to dusk every day, but the income is only so pitiful.The state relief fund is being received, but the money received by families like them is actually not much.

Silently picking up his rice bowl again, Yuan Jia only picked up a little food, and then ruthlessly planed the rice. After eating clean, he cleaned up the dining table and went back to the bedroom to do his homework.

All the way home in a daze, Liu Yun could smell the aroma of food as soon as he opened the door.Sure enough, the child can cook, but it has a more homely atmosphere.

"Jiajia, how was school today?" Liu Yun was also a little tired after returning from school, and originally planned to cook, but Wang Jia has been helping to cook since the high fever was over.

After changing her shoes from the entrance and walking into the living room, Liu Yun moved her body.Being a teacher is either sitting in the office or standing on the podium. Fortunately, there are not many classes today, otherwise she would not even want to talk.

Glancing at the food on the dining table, Liu Yun smiled.

To be honest, because the family situation is good, Liu Yun is used to cooking.Wang Jia has never learned how to cook. It was the first time he came back from get off work to see Wang Jia's cooking. He was prepared to eat dark dishes, but it tasted good.Since Wang Jia had a heart and a good handicraft, Liu Yun didn't stop her—as long as she didn't delay her studies and didn't do anything illegal, she could be as happy as she wanted.But Liu Yun couldn't relax at all about Wang Jia's study and life.

After all, because she was busy with work and neglected Wang Jia's sixth grade study, she failed the exam.Wang Jia's grades can only go to this ordinary school, Liu Yun also blames himself.

"I'm doing well at school, and I've been exercising in the evening, and I've almost finished my homework, and I even helped the teacher write on the blackboard. By the way, Mom, what did you think about enrolling in a calligraphy class I told you last time?" ?" Wang Jia immediately ran out of the bedroom when he heard Liu Yun's voice.It just so happened that she had finished registering her and Yuan Jia for the composition competition, so she could actively come out to welcome her mother.

"That's good. If there is anything you don't understand, tell mom about it. About the calligraphy class, I will discuss it with you when your dad comes back." Liu Yun washed her hands in the kitchen and prepared to eat.

"That's not true. But Mom, I met a new friend today named Yuan Jia. Mom, you don't know how coincidental, she and I both have the word 'Jia', and we both look very similar." Wang Jia walked into the kitchen, acted like a spoiled child on purpose, leaned over and hugged Liu Yun's arm, complaining in his heart, but at the same time had to do so.After all, the original owner is a person who likes to act like a baby, and children also like to pester their parents.If Wang Jia himself is too "sensible", they will become suspicious.

Seeing her daughter talking about her little friend in a tone like showing off her baby, Liu Yun couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth: "Oh, that must be a cute little girl. If you have a chance, take it home to play with, and mom will cook something delicious for you."

During this period of time, Wang Jia didn't have any contact with his elementary school classmates. After moving here, Wang Jia transferred to another school in sixth grade, and he didn't have any special friends.The boy who can call Wang Jia most often is a boy, which makes Liu Yun a little worried.It's not that I'm worried about puppy love or something, but that the proportion of friends is not coordinated, and it's not good to mix in a little bit of bad habits like smoking.

Boys of this age are a bit rebellious.There are endless stories of smoking and fighting behind the back of adults, and children of this age are easily influenced by the surrounding environment. Liu Yun is only "a little" worried.

After coming out of the kitchen, Liu Yun sat on the chair set by the dining table, and Wang Jia obediently sat across from her.

"Hey, mom is the best. By the way, mom, Yuan Jia and I participated in the new concept composition competition together, and the instructor who filled in was your name." Wang Jia recalled that when he first said that he would participate in this competition, he also told Give it to Liu Yun, now I want to make it clearer.

Rubbing Wang Jia's head, Liu Yun didn't think much about it. Anyway, some of her own students participated in this competition, so it's okay to fill in her name. "Then you have to write well, don't embarrass yourself."

"Of course, don't worry." Wang Jia grabbed Liu Yun's hand, his skin was a little goose bumps, "When will Dad come back? The food is cold."

"Let's eat if we're hungry. He has a meal today, so he won't come back to eat." Liu Yun remembered the call Wang Ming made to her at noon, and she forgot to mention it when she came back just now.

Wang Jia nodded and said, "Okay. Mom, try this diced chicken. I am very satisfied with this dish today."

"Yeah." Liu Yun picked up a chopstick, tasted it, and her eyes lit up slightly: Even if Jiajia can't study well, it's not bad to send her to a college to learn cooking.

Wang Jia, who didn't know what Liu Yun was thinking, still missed Wang Ming very much at this time, after all, the first person he saw when he woke up was Wang Ming.If it wasn't for taking care of himself, maybe Wang Ming wouldn't be so busy now.

As for the missing father, he was still pouring down his partner's wine on the wine table.