The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

This thing was rattling, and the sound was not small.

Hearing what he said, An Sheng turned his head and looked into the yard, and couldn't help but smile.

"You said this waterwheel, this thing is very practical," An Sheng led him to the side of this little thing, "Why, haven't you seen it? Then you must have heard of it!"

It gets cooler the closer you get.

"I've heard of it, but isn't the waterwheel the kind of super big wheel!" Jiang Yingyu pointed to this small waterwheel, which is not only small, but also a miniature waterwheel, "And what's the matter with you little man, it means working people?"

This mini waterwheel is not only small, but there is also a small figure made of bamboo slices beside it, pushing and pulling the small stick extending from the axle of the waterwheel with both hands, just like the operation of people grinding grain in ancient times, it is very funny and interesting. funny.

"It was originally made for fun. At that time, I wanted to get a little figure to decorate it. It's nothing else, just for fun!" An Sheng said.

Now Jiang Yingyu was really shocked, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, "You said you did this?"

"Yeah! I did it, what's the matter?" An Sheng looked fussy, dragging people into the house, "Look at it later, I'm going to starve to death."

Jiang Yingyu asked as he walked, "Who taught you! You can even make this thing, you are capable!"

"I told you everything, the children from poor families are already in charge!" An Sheng said without looking back.

Jiang Yingyu couldn't help but gasp from laughing, goddamn a poor boy!It's too early to be home!

As soon as the two of them entered the inner room, they heard a woman shouting at them: "Here you come? Sit down quickly, I'll bring out the soup and you can eat it."

The woman's voice sounded familiar, and she handed the schoolbag to An Sheng, and he asked, "I want to wash my hands first, where can I..."

"So particular? Wash your hands after dinner!" An Sheng teased, but he still brought him into the kitchen.

Just happened to run into Amway who was coming out with soup.

"Hey! Didn't I ask you to sit down? Why did you come in!" Amli couldn't greet anyone with things in both hands, so he had to come out and ask people to sit down quickly.

An Sheng waved his hand at her, signaling her not to worry, "He needs to wash his hands, you can take it quickly, be careful not to burn it."

Amway responded and had to go first.

"Here, the most primitive faucet, you know how to use it?" An Sheng led him to the sink, leaning on the side and said.

Jiang Yingyu turned on the faucet to wash his hands, asked for a handkerchief to wipe it clean, and then stared at the person without moving.

"Eh? You've washed it, you've wiped it, what do you want to do?" Seeing people just looking at him like that, An Sheng couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Only then did Jiang Yingyu speak: "Aren't you going to wash?"

"Huh?" An Sheng was stunned.

"Didn't that fat man say that you have a cleanliness?" Jiang Yingyu still remembered that Zhao Wen was talking about it alone this morning.

Now An Sheng had no choice but to surrender, "Okay! I'll wash it, it'll be clean, white and tender, okay, forget about the cleanliness thing? I'm only a little bit cleaner than him, and I'm a little bit more clean with cleanliness Not to the edge."

When the two came out of the kitchen, a large and a small were already sitting at the table.

"Xiao Heng, hurry up, ask brother to eat." Amli handed Jiang Yingyu a bowl of Tim's good rice, and said to his son.

Xiang Ji glanced at Jiang Yingyu, took the bowl from Amway and passed it to Jiang Yingyu, "Brother."

An Sheng added the food himself, "This is my nephew, she is nine years old and only in the second grade. She is my cousin, Amway."

"Hello, cousin." Basic courtesy is required.

This woman was the one Sedeff had given him the day before yesterday.

Amway knew that Jiang Yingyu was not very talkative, so he had to greet people to eat, and occasionally put two chopsticks into bowls for others.

"..." Jiang Yingyu looked at the ribs and bamboo shoots in the bowl, but the chopsticks in his hand remained motionless.

The small bowl is full of dishes, and I don't know where to start my mouth.

An Sheng moved Jiang Yingyu's food into his own bowl, and said to his cousin, "Don't give him food, he will pick his own if he wants to eat, he can't even fit in this bowl , Xiang Ji’s hand is so short, you should also give him some, don’t just care about the guests and ignore the son.”

"That's right!" Xiang Ji listened to his brother-in-law helping him, and agreed.

Amway smiled and ignored the two of them, "Okay, then I won't care about it!"

At the dinner table, Amway asked about the study of the two of them. This question was serious. An Sheng took the paper and stared at Amway in shock. Obviously, Jiang Yingyu is really not the kind who can tell There is a trace of the appearance of studying hard.

So it's not someone else's nonsense that people should not be judged by their appearance.

When it comes to studying, Amway has to talk about his own children. Holding his chopsticks, he pointed at the brat who was gnawing on the ribs.

"Oh! Yinger! You don't know how annoying this kid is. When he just learned to write numbers, that 8 is the Arabic numeral 8. Do you know how he wrote it? The teacher taught him so much Seven or eight times, how did he write it in the end, he drew two circles to put them together, and when they were put together, it was 8, and if they couldn't be put together, what was it!"

When Amway talked about Xiang Heng's mathematics, he would vomit blood with anger, "This kid is usually very good, but as long as I have time to help him with his homework, I will suffer internal injuries, very serious."

"Teaching children to do their homework is a war without gunpowder. The result is obvious. The child is traumatized and the mother is internally injured."

An Sheng couldn't help laughing until his cheeks hurt, he managed to catch his breath, and when Jiang Yingyu said this in a very flat tone, he laughed and thought about it.

"Oh, I can't do it anymore. If you don't say anything, don't say it. If you say it, you will laugh me to death..." An Sheng's cheeks were sore from laughing.

"You reminded me of a sentence. If you don't do your homework, your mother is kind and filial, but when you do your homework, you will fly like a dog," An Sheng concluded, turning his head to Heng and asking, "Isn't that right, Xiang Heng, uncle is right!"

Xiang Heng actually nodded his head.

Amway was also very helpless, and said to Ansheng, "If you have time, take some of him with me. If you don't learn well, what a mess you just learned from those little bastards."

"Okay, I'll supervise his homework tonight." An Sheng said.

With the matter of Xiang Heng, the meal was quite interesting, and Jiang Yingyu was in a good mood on the way back to school.

When passing by the chaotic stall, the boss smiled at the two of them, and yelled for them to go to his house to eat chaos tomorrow morning.

"You don't have to carry your schoolbag back at noon, wouldn't it be so easy to bring it back with you for self-study next night?" Every time you memorize after school, and you don't have time to read, don't you feel tired and panic?

An Sheng himself only brought a shoulder bag that didn't hold much, which was nice and not heavy.

"No, I'm used to it." Unfamiliar places are always difficult for people to set up guards against, so let's look at it after a while.

"By the way, did you bring your key belt?" An Sheng asked suddenly, the wind on his face brought his bangs up, and he glanced at it.

Some are long and need to be trimmed.

"Huh?" Jiang Yingyu took out one hand to touch the pocket, put the other hand on An Sheng's shoulder, touched the small hard object, and then returned, "I have it."

"Just take it with you. Today, grandma came to me early in the morning so that I could give it to you quickly, otherwise you might not be able to get home." An Sheng looked at the small potholes that appeared from time to time on the road, and twisted the handlebar S to move.

"..." What the hell does this guy know!

Jiang Yingyu had no expression to express, he just held onto An Sheng's shoulder tightly so as not to fall off the car.

"By the way, let me tell you something," An Sheng said, "I don't study at night, so you have to come back by yourself."

An Sheng didn't say why he didn't go to the evening self-study. Before Jiang Yingyu asked, the two had already arrived at the school. It happened that An Sheng met an acquaintance, so until he returned to the classroom, Jiang Yingyu forgot the question he had been wanting to ask.

An Sheng didn't seem to have any special circumstances, and he didn't see anyone else in the class who didn't study at night. Why was he...

He didn't think that An Sheng's evening self-study was dedicated to Xiang Heng's homework tutoring. There must be a reason, but he didn't know the reason yet.

The class in the afternoon made people feel drowsy. The weather was sweltering and people were tired in the afternoon. Naturally, more than half of them were lying on the table. Jiang Yingyu listened to An Sheng's game sounds to refresh himself.

As the class monitor, this guy doesn't listen to lectures, and even plays with his mobile phone!

Without sound off!

Tsk!Extremely arrogant!

No, the table was knocked at this moment.

"Student An Sheng, what are you playing so obsessed with? Your forehead is scratched, you know!" The chubby chemistry teacher held the book in one hand and propped the table with the other, "Are you free? Answer a question for me!"

After class, An Sheng wanted to pinch Jiang Yingyu's neck, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

Didn't this guy know to remind the teacher when he saw the teacher coming?Conscience!No matter how bad it is, I would be very happy if I didn’t eat that meal at noon!

"I didn't pay attention either, I listened too seriously." Jiang Yingyu looked at An Sheng's eyes and said.

shit!

This excuse is fine, too much obsession with learning cannot be extricated.

"It's okay, keep going!" An Sheng smirked, and the game in his hand was still going on.

Tsk!Laugh real!

Jiang Yingyu flipped through the book without explaining.

He really didn't notice that the teacher was coming, his attention was all on the game An Sheng was playing, that was the last idiom, and he could pass the level just one word away.

If you want to pass this kind of game, you have to answer the idioms one by one, and finally use these idioms to guess the keyword of the last idiom to pass the level.

An Sheng has been staring at the space in a daze, maybe thinking, Jiang Yingyu is also guessing.

In fact, he didn't understand what's the point of An Sheng, a science student, playing this game?

For him, for Chinese, a pass is enough. There are not too many requirements. Why do you know so many idioms? You basically don’t need five in your composition.

An Sheng looked at the phone and suddenly indicated that the battery was too low, sighed and stuffed the phone into his pocket.