When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

Before school started, Zaoji made three chapters with Shier's father:

One, while she was in school, Dad had to stay at home and watch Xiaohui.Early at home during weekends, dad can go to work or have fun with friends (?).

Second, if the school has activities that require parents to participate, such as parent-teacher meetings, I hope my father can attend on time.

Three, father is not allowed to bully Xiaohui.

In addition, all the troubles inside and outside the school can be solved independently, so that Dad Shier will not worry too much about family chores.

Shi Er didn't care: "Oh, yes."

The stone in Zao Ji's heart fell, and she happily ran to the school with her small schoolbag.

As agreed with Xia You's family, Xia Youjie, a good neighbor next door, will pick him up and drop him off all the way to and from school next year.

As the school's school year system is to advance to the first grade after the winter vacation, in the season when the frost is just thawing and the spring breeze is warming buds, Zao Ji gathered the short plush turtleneck around his neck and quietly caught a glimpse of Xia Youjie's calm and gentle expression. face.

"Early age?"

Xia Youjie seemed to be very sensitive to sight, he tilted his head slightly, his lips were slightly raised, and a warm smile appeared.

"What's wrong?"

"No, no..."

Early Ji immediately turned his head, and blinked his eyes quickly as if to cover up something.

"I mean, this vacation and the next semester... will bother you."

"Ah, it's okay."

In the early morning, the bells of the teaching building sounded long and far, and the students who hadn't seen each other for a long time gathered together in twos and threes, energetic or exhausted, and walked into the school gate one after another.

The Disciplinary Commissioner returned to his post and maintained the school's discipline.

During the beginning of school, students' mental state is the most relaxed, and they will hold on tighter.

Submerged in the crowd, entering the school gate together with the talking and laughing students... This should have been an extremely ordinary scene.

However, the moment they crossed the school gate, both Zao Ji and Xia Youjie froze in their footsteps.

Dark places, shadows, places where ordinary people cannot peep.

The foul-smelling mist emitted by the distorted sarcoma rapidly breeds like germs. The fluid lumps of flesh are knotted and twisted, and they are like the beating of the heart of life. The invisible gray smoke lingers in the sky above everyone. The laughter and clamor of the people swallowed.

But this vision only appeared for a few seconds.

The sarcoids quickly dissipated like the ebb tide, and the air was as clean as washing.

Zao Ji and Xia Youjie stood at the gate of the school without taking a step forward, and even attracted the attention of the disciplinary committee.

Early Ji: "Brother Jie, I suddenly remembered something else, so I'm going first."

Xia Youjie: "Okay, I also remembered that I forgot something in the teaching building, let's separate first."

One heard the voice of a "ghost" filling the eardrums.

One was witnessing the face of the curse spirit.

The two, who put on vests to show respect, parted ways at the school gate.

It's a pity that this curse spirit is very good at hiding.

Even if Zao Ji used his excellent listening skills to hunt him down, he could hardly be lost in the classroom downstairs.

And Xia Youjie was not yet proficient in using the spell power, and the filthy interruption of the spell power also made him lose the clue of the spell spirit.

The two could only give up with regret, and decided to obediently go back to class and wait and see what happened.

In the early days, Ji originally thought that she would not be able to see Xia Youjie again until the end of school.

Who knew that the school specially arranged an activity for the third graders——

"One belt one?"

Saki's eyes widened in surprise.

"It means that in order for us to adapt to the school environment as soon as possible, let the senior senior sisters take us..." The student's expression was indescribable, "Team up for home economics class."

Yes, because there is a gap in knowledge and physical fitness between the upper grades and the lower grades, other courses are doomed to fail to adapt in a short time.

The only course that allows both parties to participate at the same time and has a blurred level boundary is the home economics class.

This is also the characteristic of this school.

From time to time, a public course is arranged for students to make friends and contact.

Early Ji followed the class team with a complex expression, and walked to the school's dedicated home economics classroom.

The teacher was explaining the rules enthusiastically: "Okay students, on the first day of school, we have a special class!"

"It's lunch time now, let's use our own hands to cook a hearty lunch for us and our senior seniors!"

"The school arranged two groups for everyone, and stipulated that each person should cook at least two dishes, and then the senior seniors and sisters would try them."

"There will be rewards for those with high scores! Then let's get started."

Zao Ji was wearing a small apron and carrying a kitchen knife. At this moment, her eyes were very consistent with the dead fish on the cutting board.

When she saw "Group No. 11: Xia Youjie, Zenyuan Early Ji" on the grouping table, her mind became numb.

If you are not convinced that it is impossible, you will suspect that the school arranged it deliberately.

The students in the lower grades cook first, because the students in the upper grades will finish their classes later, and the meal time is staggered.

Zao Ji resignedly held the handle of the kitchen knife, and under the admiration and fear of the students next to her, she skillfully turned the knife in a circle in her hand, and sliced ​​the fish into sashimi.

The rhythm is fast and lively, like raindrops hitting the cutting board.

Suddenly, she gave a sharp blow.

The classmates next to Zao Ji felt a gust of wind brushed against her face, cutting off a few strands of her hair.

Snapped--

The half of the kitchen knife was deeply stuck on the wall of the classroom, and the gravel shook off, making a deafening sound.

On the trajectory where the blade flew, there seemed to be a golden arc remaining.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone was petrified, especially the classmate next to Zao Ji, trembling with fright, holding the pot and moving ten meters on the spot.

The teacher's eyes were also straightened, and his expression was like a dream: "Zao, Zaoji... what are you doing?"

"Eh, eh?"

Zao Ji looked back, but saw that there was nothing in the direction of the "evil ghost" she had perceived before, except for a kitchen knife thrown subconsciously by her and the half-destroyed wall.

Early Ji was dumbfounded.

Obviously she heard it very clearly, the voice of "ghost" came from behind.

Cut empty?

Facing the eyes of everyone, Zao Ji could only bow his head in embarrassment and admit his mistake.

"Sorry, I cut the fish too hard and accidentally dropped it..."

Everyone turned their heads to look at the wall in unison, silently.

Did this fish have a grudge against you in the previous life?

Not long after, the bell rang again.

Junior high school is over.

This year, Xia Youjie, a first-year middle school student, feels good. Apart from not catching the magic spirit in the morning, he was a little nervous. The atmosphere of the school and the laughter of his classmates made him feel very friendly.

I heard that the lunch meal is a special homework assignment for the home economics class, and it is required to complete it with the younger students.

I don't know which cute primary school girl or primary school brother is the person who formed a team with him?

Xia Youjie walked into the home economics classroom happily.

When he raised his eyes, he happened to see the scene of Zao Ji struggling to chop vegetables.

Xia Youjie: "..."

The vegetable leaves were finely chopped under the early knife and spread all over the cutting board.

No, no—

After seeing Zao Ji's kitchen knife clearly, Xia Youjie's smile slowly disappeared.

Early Ji's knife was covered with the slime of the curse spirit, as if a small part had been cut off suddenly, and the small tentacles of the curse spirit were still sticking to the knife surface and wriggling.

As Zao Ji cut the vegetables neatly, the magic mucus and tentacles on her knife were all wiped on the leaves of the vegetables.

Hearing Xia Youjie's voice, Zaoji raised his head in surprise: "Brother Jie, you are here! We are the two team members. I will make this omelet rice later, and I will try it for you!"

After a morning class, he must be starving.

Hearing Zao Ji's words, Xia Youjie's eyes gradually became frightened.

What did you say.

The two of us in the team? !

It is not difficult to make an omurice.

The vegetables and fish used as side dishes were placed on both sides of the plate, and the white rice was wrapped in a thin layer of golden yellow, and brought to Xia Youjie's table.

——This is the perspective of ordinary people.

The plate was covered with mantra slime everywhere, tentacles with suction cups were wriggling in the pile of vegetables, and tumor-like pieces of meat were wrapped in rice, full of restraint, one glance would make you sank, and two glances would summon evil gods.

——This is Xia Youjie's perspective.

Early Ji doubtful voice came from above.

"Huh? Why don't you eat?"

Zao Ji took a spoon, dug a ball of rice by himself, raised his hand and put it in his mouth: "Could it be that my cooking skills have deteriorated..."

"Wait early, don't!"

Xia Youjie grabbed Zao Ji's wrist violently.

Facing the girl's suspicious eyes, Xia Youjie showed a distorted smile.

"Zaoji's omelet rice is delicious, let me try it..."

Taking the spoon from Zhou Ji, Xia Youjie slowly reached for the egg-packed cursing rice.

The hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.