Who is poor? [Rebirth]

"Bang bang bang!"

Three times in a row, the door of Mingyu's house was knocked.

The doors of the old community are not anti-theft doors, they are all keyed, and the rooms are not soundproof.

Seeing Cheng Yanxia running towards the gate, Mingyu thought he was leaving alone.He was stunned for a moment, then quickly got into the cabinet and hid amidst the knock on the door.

"Who is it?" It was Tang Zhilan's voice.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm looking for Mingyu."

"Ming Yu is not at home." Tang Zhilan pushed the door to close before finishing her sentence.

"Yes, I've seen Auntie. I represent our class to come and see classmate Mingyu." Cheng Yanxia was a head taller than Tang Zhilan, and threw a club in front of the door, exerting proper pressure.

"Mingyu is fine!" Tang Zhilan insisted with her eyes wandering, her neck stuck.

"Since it's fine, why don't you go to school?" Cheng Yanxia was not in the mood to argue with such a mother, he said bluntly, "Then you locked him up?"

"Student Mingyu's mobile phone can't get through either."

"You don't let us see you either."

When Cheng Yanxia thought of Mingyu's injuries, his cold eyes darkened, and his aura became even more serious: "Auntie, we can directly sue on behalf of the school. You restrict the minor's personal freedom. Even if you are his mother... "

Tang Zhilan interrupted immediately, and smiled with a pretentious smile: "Mingyu is not feeling well, and wants to rest at home for a few days..."

With that said, Tang Zhilan directly opened Mingyu's door. "I'm his mother, and I won't hurt him. Look, isn't this good?"

Cheng Yanxia could clearly sense the urgency in his heart, he quickened his pace and walked in to have a look.

Empty.

"Auntie? Is she not here?"

"Why aren't you here?" Tang Zhilan's face darkened, someone came, what kind of virtue is hiding in the cabinet.

"Mingyu! Come out!"

The cabinet didn't move, Tang Zhilan kicked the stool. "Here, the guests are still so ignorant."

Knowing that he couldn't be shut down anymore, Tang Zhilan slammed the door and went out with a sullen face.

Cheng Yanxia looked at the mottled mahogany cabinet, feeling uncomfortable.

At home, why do you need to hide in the cabinet?

He squatted down and slowly opened the cabinet door.With the heavy opening of the old mahogany cabinet, the Ming Dynasty hidden inside was exposed.

The white face was hidden in the black fur, looking at the little one.

The round eyes seemed to have caught the light brought from outside the cabinet, they were shining brightly.It's like tears are shining.

Cheng Yanxia's breathing was stagnant, and there were several rolling sounds in her throat before she came out. "Come out."

Be careful, for fear that if it is a little heavier, it will scare people.

"Wow--"

With a burst of crying, Ming Chen bumped into Cheng Yan Xia's arms like a calf.

Tears fell down without any money, and the crying was comparable to when the two first met.

Cheng Yanxia was thrown to the ground by him, the position in her arms was occupied, and her neck was instantly wet.

The catharsis gate was opened, accompanied by pitiful weeping.It sounds like a needle prick, and my heart hurts.

Cheng Yanxia touched her heart subconsciously, but her palm fell on Mingyu's back.

"My husband..." Mingyu sobbed as if he was about to recite it, and the crying tone made him even more aggrieved.

Cheng Yanxia took a deep breath, and didn't waste any extra words to correct Mingyu's inappropriate address.

"Go back to school."

He patted Mingyu's back lightly twice, then let it go.

Cheng Yanxia thought: It seems that I don't like him always looking so miserable.

Mingyu sniffed the familiar fragrance, and pulled Cheng Yanxia with all four limbs.

Gradually, the furnace-like body temperature turned his face flushed.Crying turned into sobbing, Mingyu reluctantly put down the hand hanging on Cheng Yanxia's neck.

Cheng Yanxia poked Mingyu's hair, and pulled him up. "Let's go, pack up and go back to school."

Mingyu wiped away tears, and quickly cleaned up his things.Bring all the clothes no matter what season it is.

He remained silent until he went out.

With a final slam, Mingyu followed Cheng Yanxia's steps, cautiously like a puppy worried about being lost.

After leaving the gate of the community, Cheng Yanxia opened the door and said to Mingyu, "Go up."

Mingyu held his hand tightly to salute, and quickly moved to the car.

Cheng Yanxia put the things in her hands into the trunk, opened the back door without any hesitation and sat in.

The two of them took the things to the fried chicken shop one after the other, and Guan Hui pulled Ming Yu around and around.

"Son, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Aunt Guan." Mingyu smiled brightly, his eyes were still rosy.

He sniffed, apologetic in his voice. "It's just delaying Auntie's business."

"Stupid boy, why are you delaying?" Guan Hui patted his head, and his eyes swept over Yan Xia, "Go up quickly."

"I haven't had class for a few days, so don't delay the school affairs."

Ming Chen gave a soft "hmm" and went upstairs with her things in her arms.

"Student Cheng Yanxia, ​​sit down." Mingyu put the small stool beside Cheng Yanxia.

In the room that can be seen at a glance, there is only a small bed, a shelf for hanging clothes, and a small bathroom.

Cheng Yanxia looked at the stool that was only as high as his calf, and sat down with bent legs.

"Don't go to class today." Cheng Yanxia looked at Mingyu who was busy fetching water for him, "Go tomorrow."

Mingyu nodded, his clear deer eyes shone with water after being baptized.

"Then I'll go back to school first." Cheng Yanxia said.

"Okay." Mingyu pursed his lips and followed closely behind Cheng Yanxia, ​​"Thank you for today."

Cheng Yanxia looked at the stairs that had to be bent down to go down, taking three steps and one step. "It should."

Mingyu's dumbfounded hair patted: "Oh."

"Thank you anyway."

Watching Cheng Yanxia leave the store from a distance, Mingyu chased him to the window.

Cheng Yanxia raised her head sharply, and stared at Mingyu from afar.Then he immediately retracted his eyes and quickened his pace.

Mingyu is too familiar and dependent on himself.

Cheng Yanxia is not a fool, it can be seen that Mingyu must be hiding some secret.And it's about yourself.

But remembering what he did...

Will it be an acquaintance from the previous life?Reincarnation doesn't drink Mengpo soup or anything, it just exists in people's imagination.Cheng Yanxia didn't believe it.

Lets see.

When you get familiar with it later, you may be able to ask.

Back at school, Cheng Yanxia first went to the office to tell Wen Yuan about Mingyu, and then quietly entered the classroom through the back door after class.

"Brother Cheng! Where have you been?" Ji Zaisang approached with a distressed expression, "We didn't see you when we went out."

"Nowhere."

"Why aren't you here?" Ji Zaisang was a persevering person, and he would not give up until he got an answer to a question.

Cheng Yanxia supported her forehead with one hand, and frowned slightly: "What was the last class?"

Ji Zaisang: "Old Pei, what is your class?"

Pei Yu rolled his eyes: "You don't know how to use your own brain."

Ji Zaisang said confidently, "It's very tiring to use your brain."

"Class is on!" Pei Yu turned around resolutely, not wanting to talk to him.

Ji Zaisang: "Brother Cheng——"

Cheng Yanxia opened the book seriously: "Class is over."

"Oh... Brother Cheng, you don't love me anymore..."

Suddenly a piece of chalk fell down on the podium, accompanied by the teacher's angry voice: "Ji Zaisang, class is over, what are you doing!"

Pei Yu gloated.

Brother Cheng is yours!

-

Mingyu packed up his things, and went downstairs to help the boss sell fried chicken for a while.On the second day, she was wrapped again in a thick cotton padded jacket, with a school uniform outside.Moved to the classroom like a big white bear.

He habitually entered through the front door, but saw that his seat was already occupied.

Ming Yu's chubby body turned around, his round eyes filled with confusion: "Art committee member, here..."

The literary and art committee member is a fair-skinned and beautiful girl named Gu Yuntao.Her limp black hair was tied back as much as her wrist.

Even in the winter, she still wears a small skirt, which is beautiful.

Seeing that Mingyu smiled slightly, she hooked her fingers to Mingyu to make him get closer to her.

Lower your voice like a thief:

"Our class changed seats for the mid-term exam, and you didn't come, so the last one left after the whole class is drawn is yours."

Mingyu looked around the classroom, ignoring the empty seat beside Cheng Yanxia. "Where is that?"

"There!" Gu Yuntao pointed to the diagonally opposite corner, "Beside the boss."

"Cheng Yanxia?"

"uh-huh."

Mingyu was stunned, he grabbed the strap of his schoolbag tightly. "its not right."

"What's wrong, trust me." Gu Yuntao patted Mingyu on the shoulder, expressed his sympathy, and explained, "Our class drew lots, and Mr. Cheng also joined in for the sake of fairness."

"So it's such a coincidence that you two are a couple."

Mingyu thought of how he was chased away by Cheng Yanxia as soon as school started, and he was dejected: "I'd better sit in a row alone."

"That won't work." Gu Yuntao blinked at Mingyu, "That set of desks and chairs in the class has been moved away."

Mingyu temporarily put down his schoolbag: "I can carry it by myself."

"No way, the school is renovating the tables and chairs, and all the good ones are replaced with the bad ones. If you want to sit now, it's hard to find a set."

Gu Yuntao smiled brightly: "So, Mingyu, you can't escape the boss's palm."

Mingyu pursed her mouth in displeasure.

"Hey, your dear tablemate is here." Gu Yuntao pointed at Ming Yu's back.