Chapter 91 Meeting an old classmate again

Author: Child Practice

Chapter 91 Meeting an old classmate again

After I finished making the egg liquid, my sister said, "You still have to put some stuff in the egg dumplings to taste good."

I had a sudden whim and said, "Or put the chicken sticks sold in the fried restaurant."

"Okay." The sister ordered, "Lao Wen, go buy it, I'm playing games."

I walked behind her and watched her play a game. I continued to use egg liquid on my hands. After the scores were settled, I quickly spoke: "You go and buy it."

"I don't have money." My sister turned her head to look at me. She had already clicked on preparation in the game interface.

Seeing that others were about to prepare, I hurriedly said, "I still have some money, I will give it to you, you can buy it."

"How much money do you have?" my sister asked me again.

I saw her eyes glowing and guessed, "You used up?"

The game interface sounded the beginning.

She said while playing, "There are 50 cents left and I can't buy anything."

I nodded: "You can also buy skewers of dried tofu." I thought about it, "I can buy more than a dozen skewers with my money."

"More than me."

My sister sighed, "But it will be used up soon. I want money, why don't you?" She looked outside and looked at me, waved me to lower my head. When I squatted down with the bowl, she whispered and said to me.

I said, "Let's get some coins while my dad is away."

I was shocked.

It's not good to do this, but you can't say anything about pocket money.

The habits I have developed are difficult to change. Just like I came into contact with computers very early and liked to type using pinyin input. The keyboard of typing is used to putting asdf with four fingers on the left hand, and hjkl with the right hand, and only one g is left in the middle.

No one teaches me, because I think this way of typing is the most comfortable. The four keys in the upper and lower rows of the four fingers on the left hand are pressed everywhere with the right hand, and the left hand will not press as specified.

It goes as smoothly as possible.

I have never memorized the letters on the keyboard, but if you want to type, you can clearly see the position of the letters without looking at the keyboard.

It is the same as endorsement.

Practice makes perfect.

My dad can type Wubi, purely because he doesn’t know the pinyin. The advantage is that he can type the characters he doesn’t know can be typed with strokes, but there are some that he can’t type. I also have to ask how we type in pinyin.

If it really doesn't work, look up the dictionary.

I realized that it is not that simple to type Wubi according to strokes, and I am glad that I know the pinyin.

"Why don't you wait for my dad to come back and we tell him to make egg dumplings and ask him to give us money to buy a chicken stick." I came up with a good way to neither spend money nor steal money.

"Yeah." My sister looked at me.

I knew what to do, put down the egg bowl and sat down to play the game first.

My father came back from the injection, and there was a person behind him.

The former squad leader.

She was still a bright bob, a little longer than before, and she looked a little more gentle.

How could it be here?

"Come and say hello to your classmates." Dad said that as soon as he came in.

My sister looked at it and continued to play the game. I looked at the original squad leader and had nothing to say, what's the point of saying hello?

"What did she do?"

I went straight to question my dad.

The response I got was: "Irrecite."

Then she is polite and ask her to say hello first.

The original squad leader walked up to us, looked at the computer and said, "You are playing games, what kind of games?"

The tone of this speech seems to be less arrogant than before. Do you want to get closer to us and play together?

It’s impossible, computers will never be allowed. Her family has money and will definitely not lack computers unless her parents don’t let her play.

What does it have to do with me?

Deserve it.

The original class monitor who had lost his position as the class monitor was still very arrogant. He played with her classmate Yan Zi and a few female classmates who had been playing before. He kindly comforted her but was yelled.

Maybe I am not used to the days when everyone no longer gives her humbleness. The teacher’s words are more useful than anything else. The criticisms of her are all seen in the eyes of her classmates, so everyone naturally alienates her.

Besides, her temperament has been around for a long time and no one can stand it. I have noticed it a few times before the holiday and went to the bathroom alone.

Very pitiful.

After all, I used to go to the toilet together.

"You don't recognize words?" I didn't look at her. I was in a bad mood in recent days, so naturally I won't give her any good face.

"Talk well." Dad growled angry.

What kind of good guy should I pretend to be?

He was able to swallow his breath, but because the slap didn't hit him. He didn't know how painful it was. Has his grandmother ever hit him? Are you willing to hit him?

My dad is not tolerant, but to be irresponsible.

I am his daughter, and if I were a son and I was bullied like this, would my father remain silent as a father?

Maybe this hasn't happened long ago.

The son will focus on training, not be cowardly or incompetent.

I could only sulk and pointed to the row of clearly visible small words on the computer screen and read them to the person next to me: "Bubble Dragon, do you know now?"

"Can I play? You can teach me to play."

"cannot."

I simply refused, which made her very embarrassed. Even the movement of carrying the stool next to her was stagnant, but she still sat down.

"Then I'll watch you play."

"I won't play anymore."

I got up and went to get the egg liquid placed aside. With a resentment, I spoke to my dad without hesitation: "Dad, I want to make egg dumplings, give me 2 yuan to buy a chicken stick."

If you want face, you will definitely give it.

My dad didn't answer me immediately, which made me feel a little panicked. Do you want to be ashamed?

He stirred the chopsticks twice and asked me, "Have you put salt?"

Of course it was released.

I nodded.

My dad took the bowl and went to see the drawer: "You go and get 10 yuan and buy one for your classmates."

The former squad leader sat down and said, "No need."

No matter whether she is really not needed, is polite, or is disgusted, she has bought it anyway, so she doesn’t spend my money. By the way, she will eat it if she buys it back.

"Dad, do you want it?" I asked habitually when I went to get the money.

My father glanced at his arm and smiled contemptuously: "You guys should take it. I just got the injection and I stopped taking it."

The former squad leader asked: "What injection is it? Are you sick?"

My dad told me the whole story. I took the money out before I finished listening. I told others what to do. Anyway, I have run away from home. Isn’t that enough?

A word my father repeatedly mentioned.

I am afraid of death when I come to the test, but if I come to the test, who will be really sad?

I always feel that I came to send it to those places we often go to, but I have found it many times but I can't see it.

At the fried restaurant, I bought three chicken sticks.

Don’t have two sticks, one stick should be slightly spicy, wait, add more spicy, and add more, yes, you have to put it in place.

The appearance of coming to my heart is in my heart.

We went out to the street together and had to go to the bathroom halfway. My sister and I took turns to go there and were thirsty. We drank the dirty water on the toilet floor. It was left by the cleaning lady after mopping the floor with a mop.

The steps quickly became dirty.

"Come on, don't drink it."

I will suffer from diarrhea after drinking it.
To be continued...