In the evening, the sun sets, and the sunset is in full swing, scattering a dim warmth.

Cheng Fang has been working all day today.

Grandma's vegetable garden has a lot of weeds and the road is not easy to walk. Every time she goes in to pick things, she always has to be careful and takes time.

It just happened to give her a tidy and make it easier.

Cheng Fang had just returned from Yin Hao's house in the morning and washed his face and his back was still dark. In addition, he had been wandering around the vegetable garden for so long, and he was in a very embarrassed manner.

When Ming Xing entered the yard, Cheng Fang moved a stack of bricks into it.

He lifted up easily, strode forward, leaned over and put down.

Ashes fell from the arms, and sweat was everywhere on the back. When you exert force, you could see that the muscles in the arms were bulging, strong and strong.

Cheng Fang wiped his sweat casually and turned around and saw Ming Xing.

He paused, his eyes stayed on her for a moment, then moved away, and turned around to continue moving.

It seems like she can't be seen.

There is still a large pile there, and it will be enough to move it two more times.

Ming Xing seemed to have something wrong.

She stopped, looked up several times, and was very hesitant.

It seems like there is something to say.

Cheng Fangyi returned and returned quickly, and he had already moved all of them in less than a minute.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Ming Xing still standing there.

Cheng Fang stopped the work on his hands, and smiled slightly at the corner of his lips. His eyes and appearance when he looked at her were so ruffian.

Ming Xing does have something to say.

But she was really afraid of Cheng Fang and was unwilling to communicate too much with him.

I felt scared when I saw him.

"Thank you." Ming Xing held it in for a long time and finally spoke these two words.

What happened last night was really thanks to him, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.

I'm afraid I'll be mad.

Cheng Fang bent his lips, sneered, and said nothing.

It seems that he is not willing to pay attention to her.

This made Ming Xing a little cramped.

She didn't know whether she should move away. If she had the opportunity to stay, she would suffer every day even if she stayed there.

If she had a place to go now, she would have moved long ago.

"I--" Ming Xing's words came to his mouth. Before he could say it, Cheng Fang bent the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed.

"I'll be done with just one thank you?" he asked lazyly.

Ming Xing was stunned: "Ah?"

I didn't understand what he meant.

Cheng Fang stepped over the pile of weeds and walked to her, stopping with two or three steps left.

"It must be a bit substantial."

Ming Xing listened carefully to what he said, thinking about it, and felt that what he said made sense.

He helped her drive the mouse, which was a great help, and he should really thank him.

The weight of just one sentence of "thank you" is still too light.

But what substantial expression should be?

Ming Xing couldn't think of a suitable one for a moment.

After a while of quiet, Ming Xing spoke carefully and said, "Then I'll treat you to a meal?"

This seems to be the most common and commonly used way to express gratitude.

"No." Cheng Fang shook his head.

Then he looked down, glanced around himself, and suddenly thought of something.

"Help me wash my clothes, it's dirty."

It's really dirty.

It was stained with mud and dark, and I didn't know what it was. I was sweating all over and looked like a palette.

Ming Xing thought this request was strange when time felt that it was strange, but after a moment of stunnedness, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, okay."

She felt that the less you have to contact Cheng Fang, the better, and the less trouble you have.

He asked him to wash his clothes, but he just washed his clothes anyway.

He wanted to taste her.

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There are sports activities in the afternoon.

It’s just a sports activity in the second grade of junior high school and a tug-of-war competition between the three classes.

Tug of war has always been the best way to improve a class’s cohesion. In addition, everyone is lazy and playful in physical education classes, which is just right for everyone to exercise.

Ming Xing is the class teacher and is responsible for organizing activities in these two classes.

For the second-year junior high school students, they are still very happy to participate in such competitions. Everyone is ready to try and want to get the first place.

The first round is the first and second matches.

Class 1 has many good students and has the best grades. The students in Class 2 and Class 3 are secretly dissatisfied, thinking that this tug-of-war competition will give them a warning.

They only know that reading is not as good as them in terms of strength.

After two matches in the first round, Class 2 lost and became the last.

The first place was born in Class 1 and Class 3.

There are many boys in Class 3, and more boys who usually like to make trouble. After winning one game, they are so arrogant that they have already started to shout that there is garbage on the other side.

One harsh words is better than the other.

After ten minutes of rest, the final game officially began.

Li Rui was the strongest, so he suppressed the last one. Feng Yu was the most powerful and was the main force in front, with a fierce look on his face and staring at the person opposite him.

He acts as an enemy.

This "fight" was very anxious.

The red scarf tied to the hemp rope went back and forth on both sides, but it was still unsatisfied.

Almost five minutes passed, and a team suddenly began to exert force.

Feng Yu gritted his teeth, his face was red, his back was full of sweat, and he stepped on his feet hard, and he was working hard backwards.

But I was moving towards the other side little by little...

Class one won!

"Ahhhh! I won!" The rope loosened and the class cheered.

But as soon as the cheers rang out, someone in the crowd shouted: "You guys cheat! Those few are not from the same group at all."

I don’t know when the number of people added to the first class went in.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone echoed: "Yes, they are from the third year of junior high school!"

"There are so shameless in the group, and they even secretly add people."

When he said that, someone shouted behind him: "Shameless! No one in the group is shameless."

When the children were angry, they could say everything and do everything. After this wave of chaos, they were talking and making a big noise.

Ming Xing just answered a phone call and saw that it was like this.

She quickly shouted that they should not make trouble and calm down first.

No one listened at all.

The quarrels became more and more fierce, especially Feng Yu, who was so arrogant that he was so arrogant that he cursed his eyes red and shouted to fight.

"Damn it, they are all trash cowards. If you have the ability, come and fight!"

"Call it, come on, who is afraid of whom!" There was also a bad temper in the group opposite.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yu rushed up and wanted to kick the other party directly.

Before the kick was implemented, the people from both classes realized that several boys went to fight and persuade people, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Ming Xing was so anxious that she couldn't even get in.

It was not until the physical education teacher came that he pulled Feng Yu back, who was so angry.

Feng Yu was angry, and there was no way to give up. He pointed to the opposite side and gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, I will beat you to death sooner or later!"
Chapter completed!