The old lady couldn't believe that a girl was so ignorant that she actually let her father stand, but she sat securely, eating with chopsticks.
She was about to pat the table, and Su's already smiling sister-in-law, old man Su said: "You drink first, and I'll fry two dishes for you!"
The old lady said angrily: "Where does a big table need anything else? You said I don't care for her? How do I care for her? I have never seen someone as ignorant as her! What's wrong with letting her stand? Xiaoya Didn’t it stand to eat? She’s the only one Jingui? Sitting on the table, which is not her parents’ elders, said Yueyue and Yangyang, one her sister and one her younger brother, can it be the same?"
When she spoke, she spit wildly.
My aunt hurriedly finished the game: "The family will have a meal, wherever it is so serious, sit and sit down, I will watch TV with Xiaoya." She took Su Xingchen's arm and said, "Come here, Chenchen is here. Come sit down." The little aunt stood up and picked up the vegetables and left.
Su Xingchen's body is in the growth stage this year. After entraining the air into the body, his body functions have reached the optimal level and he has grown a little longer. Now he is 1.67 meters tall and taller than my sister-in-law.
How could Su Xingyang let her aunt, a guest go to eat next to her, quickly picked up the dish and got up and called Su Xingchen: "Second Sister, come and sit with me. I will accompany Xiaoya to watch TV."
He is fast, he is only sixteen years old, he is 1.74 meters tall, and he is lanky.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Su Xingyang left, the old lady became even more angry. She pointed to Su Xingchen’s nose and cursed: "Your little aunt is a guest. There is no reason for your little aunt to stand. Your younger brother is a boy and will be at home from now on. Top Liangzhu, you don’t know if you let your brother go? He left to sit for you? Where do you have such a big face? Are there any rules? Your father was busy outside for a day, don’t you say you feel sorry for your father, Let him cook, you can eat with peace of mind? Go and see which one is like this!"
The food in front of me sprayed a mouthful of spitting stars. After half of Su Xingchen's meal, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at the old lady: "Is your Su family's rules for me alone?"
The old lady was annoyed: "Are you talking to your elders like this? Who targeted you? Who did you say targeted you! With so many people, I will target you!"
Su Xingyue on the side picked up a dish and ate a bite, feeling a little impatient: "When I came back, I was noisy and annoying."
Father Su quickly glared at Su Xingyue and sat down on Su Xingchen's shoulders: "Yangyang is a younger brother, what's wrong with my sister? Both sit and sit." Then he sat down in Su Xingyang's position.
I couldn’t eat the rice anymore. Su Xingchen had already put down his chopsticks and got up to look at Father Su, “People have come, and I have eaten the rice. If nothing happens, I’ll leave first.” Then he said to everyone sitting: "You eat slowly."
The little aunt was embarrassed, and quickly put down the bowl to pull her: "Oh, it's new year, why did you leave after eating the food."
Father Su did the same, and he hurriedly came over to pull her: "Your grandma is just that mouth, you don't know." He really has nothing to do with his mother. He can only hope that the junior can bear it, "Aren't you supplementing English? It just so happens that your sister is good at English, let her make up for you, and Yangyang, if you come back, what can't you do, just ask Yangyang, and you will go to the Yangyang room for a while, and you will do your homework together."
Su Xingyue ate aside and let out a chuckle from his nose.
Seeing Father Su staring at her, she raised her lips and smiled and said, "Don't look at me, I can't teach, you can let Yangyang teach."
Su Xingchen had already walked to the entrance hall, looked up at the family son, and said to Father Su, "I came back today to ask about my ID card. When will you be free, please help me to do it." Now, if possible, please transfer my account together and transfer to our school." She put on her shoes and said, "If nothing happens in the future, don't ask me to come back for such a meal. You are not happy, I am not happy either"
After speaking, no matter what the table full of people thought, regardless of the aunt and Su's staying, he opened the door and left.
After she left, my sister-in-law still couldn't react, and sighed: "My mother, this is a terrible temper!"
Sun Ya watched and kept silent, and my aunt quickly said to Sun Ya: "Don't learn from your second sister in the future, have you heard it? If this temper doesn't change, she will suffer from some hardships in the future, and she is fine at school She is raised by her parents, and she will know when she enters the society later, she has such a bad temper, who will coax her?"
Sun Ya ate her meal quietly, watching TV.
The family was unhappy after a meal, Su's father couldn't talk about the old lady, so he had to say Su Xingyue: "I finally coaxed your sister back, you still mad at her!"
Su Xingyue rolled her eyes: "I still beg her to come back!"
Seeing the atmosphere a little stiff, my aunt persuaded the old lady: "Don't you always talk about her? Don't you just give me a seat? How old is it? She is sixteen and not six."
The old lady said angrily: "There is no such rule!"
"A girl doesn't look like a girl. What do you think she looks like? The hair is cut like a man. If she is really a man, I promise not to say anything about her, but is she?" The old lady said more and more The more angry, "You can get used to her at home now. When she gets married, who will get used to her? You will cry at that time!"
Sun Ya was annoyed by hearing, and sat on the other side of the sofa, seeming to want to stay away from them.
Su Xingchen left the door of Su's house, walked out of the community, breathing in the cold air, and couldn't help thinking of something similar in his first life.
But in her first life, she was so bad-tempered that she wouldn't let her eat, right?With a smooth wave, she swept the food in front of her: "If you don't give it to me, no one wants to eat it!"
Crackling, all residues.
Her mother was so angry that she grabbed her hair and beat her with a blow, and the old lady slapped her.
Her father and sister-in-law came to persuade them symbolically, but they didn't really pull it, probably because they really felt that she was so bad-tempered that she was hopeless.
She was accustomed to running away from home. It was the same at the time. She stayed in an Internet cafe with Cheng Kangyao all day, not at school or at home. She played games every night, she had money in her meal card, but she had no food. After eating, one steamed bun a day.
Until the third year of high school, I felt like I had suddenly awakened. I felt that I could not go on like this. I could no longer stay in the mud pool. I worked hard for a year. I took the exam far and far away from home. The three schools that did not go back.
After leaving Su's house, she had nowhere else to go and went straight back to school.
The school door finally opened, because the class is going to be tomorrow, the students have already returned to school, and they are going to study in the evening.
There was never a moment when the school was so attractive to her, like in this huge and cold steel city, she finally found her home, and she had a place to shelter temporarily.
"Stars!"
As soon as she arrived at the school gate, she saw a young man with green hair standing there.
At that moment, she actually wanted to reach out and hug him.
"Have you eaten yet?" he babbled.
But this kind of chatter made her feel warm: "Eat a bit."
With a big smile on his face, Cheng Kangyao took out a box of biscuits from his bag: "Aunt Liu asked me to bring it to you."
It's a cheese-flavored cookie.
She opened it immediately, took a piece in her mouth, her mouth was full of cheese, and her happy eyes were all crescent-shaped.
"Thank you Aunt Liu for me."
Cheng Kangyao put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked forward with his head up: "Thank you for yourself!" After finishing talking, he walked to the classroom.
Su Xingchen followed him, eating cheese cookies.
He had long legs, he passed her after a few steps, stopped again, turned his head on his side and waited for her. Seeing her looking down and intently eating cookies in the bag, a touch of color appeared on his face.
The lights in the teaching building are all on, and the school is brightly lit and lively.
The students who had taken the three-day holiday went back to school and twittered about how they spent the three-day holiday, where to go for New Year's Eve, where to shop, and where to travel.
The class is noisy, but also warm.
Su Xingchen and Cheng Kangyao sat down in their seats. Cheng Kangyao is 1.8 meters tall and has very long legs, so the class chair may be a little small for him. He always sits in a chair with a very lazy posture. The chair was pulled back half a meter away from the table, sitting on the chair casually.
Seeing Su Xingchen sitting down, he took out the papers, Cheng Kangyao sneered, "I'm doing my papers again?" After that, he also took out the homework assigned by his tutor, "Forget it, I'll accompany you to do it too. ."
So when the whole class was still immersed in the excitement of returning from vacation for three days, the two killers sitting at the back of the class were already immersed in the fun of brushing the questions at the fastest speed.
He Ya is small, sitting in the second row of the middle group. She is turning her head and chatting quietly with the people behind her. Seeing the last shot of Su Xingchen and Cheng Kangyao both burying their heads in the paper, the smiles on their faces suddenly faded. , "I'm going to study at night, I'm reading."
Of course, the two people who chatted with her also noticed the look in her eyes. They quickly turned around and saw Su Xingchen and Cheng Kangyao. They said indifferently: "They must be copying homework. They are all to blame. If they weren't just playing outside in the carnival night. Teacher Ke will not be so cruel. I have arranged so many homework during the holiday, and I haven't finished it yet." He Ya asked again, "Have you finished writing He Ya?"
The girl’s voice didn’t converge at all, and she probably didn’t feel that she didn’t finish her homework, and there was something wrong with someone who did not get good grades. Anyway, killing Matt is faceless and self-respecting, and she doesn’t need to hesitate to speak.
Su Xingchen didn't raise his head, but Cheng Kangyao frowned, raised his eyes and glanced at the girl. The girl was talking to He Ya and didn't notice.
Zhao Zhurun is 1.75 meters tall. Although he has a good grade in the class, the seat is in the middle, or in the corridor of the group on the left.
He is sitting in a chair, talking with people sideways.
He was seated close to the girl, and he naturally heard her talking. He also went on the night of the carnival. He frowned when he heard that, and saw that Su Xingchen and Cheng Kangyao were doing the question seriously, so he turned and pulled back. When the book came out, I said to the boys and girls who were talking to him and bragging: "Class is now."
A boy glanced at his phone: "There are still ten minutes left."
Zhao Zhurun ignored him, turned around and took out the book to review.
He stopped talking, and the few people he was chatting with found it boring, so they could only stop talking and take out their books to read them.
The classmates at his back desk also poked him on the back: "Director Zhao, copy your math homework to me. I rely on Lao Ke to be too cruel. There are still so many homework on three papers in three days. I just write him. No one can finish his homework."
Zhao Zhurun was very straightforward, without looking back, he took the homework and handed it from the shoulder position to the back. The students at the back desk took the homework and quickly copied it.
The killers from the back also came to the class one after another, because the evening self-study has not yet started, and they all chatted very happily. Seeing that the people in front were consciously going to the evening self-study, their voices fell unconsciously. After a while, both the homework borrowers and the test paper borrowers quickly copied homework.
Every time when I come back from vacation, the students who have studied well in the front are especially welcomed by the students in the back, because they have to borrow homework to borrow test papers to copy.
At this time, the killing of Matt was especially to please the students who had good grades in front, and even to the sports students, they were like a head shorter, to please them.
Even though they are usually non-mainstream, they don’t dare to provoke them. In fact, they are all small bags. If you want to attract people’s attention, you can only use exaggerated hairstyles, exaggerated makeup and exaggerated dresses. This way.
Poor grades, insufficient brains, and low self-esteem. Extreme low self-esteem leads to extremely strong self-esteem. Whoever radiates a little kindness to them will easily make them feel good, think they are good people, and offend them a little Self-esteem, and particularly irritable, showing a vicious attitude of wanting to hit someone.
They are really a very strange group, good-tempered, soft and persuasive, not independent, very confused, like a stray animal running around without a direction.
Sometimes, they lose their temper easily, and a little offensive to their dignity can make them rush to the forefront and stand out for their friends regardless of anything.
The bad-tempered people, such as Cheng Kangyao and Su Xingchen, are simply the air every day, so the good-tempered killer Matt will follow all day long behind the bad-tempered personalities such as Cheng Kangyao and Su Xingchen. Same as my little brother.
Usually they use their previous classmates to copy at this time, and they are afraid that they will refuse. They all put their posture very low, or they put their posture very high, putting on the look of'I am very disdainful of you','copying homework?I don't write homework' posture, but the companions killed Matt really borrowed the homework and copied them, and they would copy them with great interest.
In the past, they all borrowed the work of the good students in the front to copy it. This time it is different. Isn't there a slaying Matsu star who studies hard every day?
Even if Su Xingchen is studying hard now, in their eyes, she is still their companion, their own, and they rushed to find her to copy the paper.
In particular, Cheng Kangyao also scrutinized the papers carefully, and he was even more polite. The whole class could hear the shouting: "Brother Kang, copy the test paper!"
Cheng Kangyao went straight to his own papers, "Junior high school, can you copy it?"
I borrowed the test paper to kill Matt and didn't believe in evil. I came over and saw that it was really a junior high school question. I was very surprised: "Fuck brother Kang, how are you doing it with a junior high school test paper? Do you want to go back to junior high school to repeat it or what?
Cheng Kangyao snatched his test paper and despised him: "It's impossible to talk with your paramecium brain, insulting my IQ to kill Emperor Matt."
Killing Matt, who was said to be the brain of Paramecium, is not angry. People also say that Brother Kang is a Paramecium!
With a good-tempered smile, he borrowed the test papers and homework from Su Xingchen. Su Xingchen took them out and gave him. Cheng Kangyao immediately added: "Be careful, you can tear me..." He made a vicious request. A beating expression.
Killing Matt smiled and took Su Xingchen's paper back and copied it.
Regardless of the fact that Class 16 is at the bottom of the chain of contempt in foreign language schools, Class 16 also has a chain of contempt.
Seriously learn to despise sports students and kill Matt, and sports students despise killing Matt.
The killers are at the bottom of the contempt chain,
Classmates with good grades make jokes on them, even if they say they are bad and despise them, they will laugh and not get angry unless they really offend their dignity.
Like in the forum posts, the whole school is discussing the words'killing Matt from Class 16'. They are not ashamed but proud of it. They think that the word killing Matt is particularly glorious. The last time Su Xingchen killed Matt The quiz was pretty good. Some teachers used it as a tool to stimulate the students in their class. They were told by the class. For them, it was a long-faced and glorious thing.
In fact, like the results of the previous class unit quiz, the teachers would not care at all, they would say that, but it was just to stimulate the students in their own class.
That is to say, this group of killing Matts, it is true that their little friends have abused the good students in the ordinary class, and they are all proud of it.
They didn't care if Su Xingchen's papers were done right or not, anyway, Su Xingchen belonged to their group, someone who could bring them a sense of security, they took the papers and copied them.
One copy was finished, and the other was copied soon.
The sports students who came later saw that they were copying the papers, so they hurriedly borrowed the papers from them: "Whose papers is this? Let me copy them after finishing the copy."
Killing Matt replied proudly: "Su Xingchen's!"
Sports students:...
The sports student turned around without hesitation and asked the classmate in front of him: "Have you finished writing the paper? Copy it for me when you are finished."
The student in front: "I haven't finished writing, wait a minute."
The sports students continued to probe, and finally felt relieved when they saw that they were copying He Ya's papers.
Killing Matt looked up at him, and when the homework was finished, gave him the paper: "You still copy it?"
The physical education student at the front desk took the workbook in front of him, and did not raise his head when copying it: "No, I have it." He took the roll and raised it up: "I copied the study committee!"
Killing Matt were a little bit disappointed, and returned the copy of Su Xingchen's paper.