Rebirth: Throwing the Bamboo Horse

Ke Yu hugged An Zhentang and leaned on the bed together, with an encyclopedia on his lap.

Ke Yu felt very proud that other people's children were collecting the character cards in the raccoon crisp noodles, and his children knew how to appreciate oil paintings and know the value of stamps.

Others’ children are still watching the Qing Dynasty’s swallows turn into phoenixes all day long in front of the TV. His children have already read a cabinet full of books, including all-inclusive and boring encyclopedias.

Children from other people's family hummed Ren Xianqi's Little Tigers every day, and his children listened to the melodious English, and there is a professional name of the genre, blues.

The more Ke Yu looked at it, the more proud she became, and she couldn't help but hugged the child lying on her lap and kissed her twice.

An Zhentang gave him a strange look, but he was a bit tired from one posture for a long time, so he just changed it.

The scene of two children cuddling each other, accompanied by the intoxicating music reverberating in the room, makes the time seem to stop moving quietly.

What could be more satisfying than growing up with the one you love day by day, but it also makes you flustered.

The years that are lost from the palm of the hand, every day, one day is missing.

Father Ann came down from upstairs and saw the two little guys reading books obediently, with a proud smile on their faces

"The teacher at your school called just now, saying that your school needs to help the pair. Some students will be transferred from impoverished mountainous areas. The school dormitory will be rearranged next semester, so I will temporarily borrow and live in the home of the day students."

Ke Xuan raised her head, "Is that someone going to live in the house?"

"Well, most of your classes live on campus, so there are not many students who can live in their homes. I thought about it and agreed. It's just a pair of chopsticks at home, but the reason I agreed is to let you Learn some of the invaluable tenacity of those poor children.”

Father Ann looked at the son who grew up in the honeypot, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional

"Your generation is all special treasures. There are a lot of TV shows about poverty in some mountainous areas. You have donated money and materials in school since you were young. It's just that no matter how much you watch, it's better to actually feel it. It’s impossible to put it in the mountains, so try to live with the children in the mountains, see other people’s homes, and see your own life.”

An Zhentang also looked up from the book, "I know, I heard that they have to go through a zipline to go to school there. Below the zipline is a turbulent river. If one accidentally falls, even the body can't be found. Dad, do you want to let me go to school?" We know how to cherish, right?"

Father An hugged An Zhentang and kissed him twice

"Good boy is really smart, but what he says is simple, not what he saw and experienced with his own eyes. Naturally, it doesn't go very deep. The children who come out there should be very sensible. Dad just hopes that through this opportunity, you can have a better understanding. As a result, if the child's temper is not good, then let him go back to school, and you can't wrong my little ones."

An Zhentang was tickled by An's father, giggling

"No, Ke Yu won't let me be wronged, and I will protect him from being bullied!"

Ke Yu also laughed, and looked at Dad An and nodded seriously, "I won't let Tangtang be wronged."

Although he didn't want people to get involved in his and Ke Yun's life, but the matter was a foregone conclusion, so he had no choice but to accept it.

An's father went to the company early in the morning, and Ke Xuan was in An Zhentang for 5 minutes and then 5 minutes, and finally got the bedridden out of the house, procrastinating and even eating breakfast in the car of.

Before breakfast was finished, the car was already parked at the gate.

An Zhentang stuffed the rest of the breakfast into Xiaoliang's hands, and then pulled Ke Xuan and ran towards the classroom together.

Now Xiaoliang's driver has become the full-time driver for the two of them to and from school. Although the house is not far from the school, if you ride a bicycle, there will be cars coming and going around the school. Dad An is really worried.

Coupled with An Zhentang's tenacity in bed, Dad An and Ke Xuan couldn't bear to look directly at him, so the role of the driver is very important, at least it can provide An Zhentang with 5 minutes to eat breakfast in peace.

I was in a hurry, but unfortunately I was still late. Dozens of pairs of piercing, pure and bright eyes were smiling at the two people at the door who were calling for reports.

The head teacher took a look at them and asked them to go back to their seats.

Pan Jiahao leaned forward and got behind An Zhentang

"Stay in bed again, it's all your fault, you made Ke Yu a late king"

An Zhentang glanced at the teacher, and hit Pan Jiahao on the bridge of the nose with a cane, "None of your business!"

Pan Jiahao rubbed his nose, but under Ke Yu's coercion, he didn't dare to curse, so he could only mutter a few words in a low voice.

Then I thought of something, forgot the pain and moved over

"Look over there, that man with his head lowered and serious reading, wearing all kinds of patches, who doesn't fit in with us, is the object of help this time. It seems to be called Zhong Yin."

Both Ke Yu and An Zhentang glanced over there, but they really didn't notice the extra unfamiliar faces.

"He's the only one?"

"Three, but the other two have already been arranged. Almost all of our classes live on campus, and the other two live at the home of the deputy subject teacher. This one seems to be adopted by your family."

An Zhentang knocked a Chinese textbook on his head, "What adoption! No education"

An Zhentang couldn't help but look again at this person who would eat and live with him in the future.

It was black but tidied up very cleanly, thin and small, maybe because the clothes had too many patches, it looked a little pitiful.

Looking around again, I saw the other two, they were dark, with plateau red on their faces, it seemed that this Zhong Yin was the most perceptible among them.

After the morning self-study, the teacher called Zhong Yin and An Zhentang to the front

"An Zhentang, he is this time's helper, named Zhong Yin, from now on the two of you will help each other learn and make progress together, you know, Zhong Yin, you will temporarily live in An Zhen for the next semester Tang’s family, do you have to be sensible to know?”

Zhong Yin nodded, "I know, don't worry, teacher."

The teacher in charge hummed and let the two get to know each other.

An Zhentang looked at him with a slight smile, and stretched out his hand, "Welcome to my house"

Seeing the pair of fair girls' hands in front of him, Zhong Yin stretched out his calloused hands a little embarrassed.

Regardless of his embarrassment, An Zhentang grabbed his hand and shook it twice

"Take my home as your home from now on, don't be restrained"

Zhong Yin nodded, but still kept his head down, not daring to look at anyone.

An Zhentang was about the same height as him, a little shorter, and deliberately bent over to look at him

"If you don't look at me, how will I know who your life and study partner will be in the future? If you lose track, you can't find anyone."

Zhong Yin smiled, then slightly raised his head to look at An Zhentang.

This look made him stupefied.

Only the village head has a black and white TV in their place, and they can only watch it after finishing their farm work.

Although he doesn't watch much TV, he knows that those who can be on TV are all beautiful.

But An Zhentang in front of him, the person who would lose the warmth of the sunlight smiling at him, made it impossible for him to describe it only as beautiful.

An Zhentang patted him, "Let's have dinner together at noon" and then walked towards his seat

Seeing him come back, Ke Yu smiled slightly and continued reading.

Zhong Yin returned to his seat, but couldn't help looking at An Zhentang again and again from the corner of his eye.

The person sitting in front of them turned around and said, "You are so lucky. An Zhentang is a well-known young master in our class. His family is super rich, and he is also a young genius. He even jumped several levels and won the first place."

Zhong Yin opened his eyes slightly, with a trace of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

He could actually live with such a person, and he never dreamed that he would have such a lucky day.

At noon, Pan Jiahao kept shouting that there was a self-service barbecue behind the school. This kind of Korean self-service barbecue has just become popular in China these days, but it is not very common.

Some things imported from abroad, such as clothing, cosmetics, food, etc., as long as the word "import" is added, it is a foreign style thing, and the price is naturally not cheap.

The last time An Zikang invited was of course a very good restaurant, mainly imported seafood brought in by air.

After eating once last time, they love this form of meal.

It's delicious and fun, and it's much more cost-effective than eating in some restaurants where you always pay attention to eating and spend a little money and still be hungry.

It's just that An Zikang's level, they go poor for a year at a time, and they can only wait for the opportunity to eat the rich.

Now there is a similar one opened near the school. It seems that although the store is not as high-end as the one that An Zikang treated last time, it should not be too bad.

Pan Jiahao's family has money, and the pocket money given to him is endless, but he has never dared to go in.

Because I don't know the exact price, I'm afraid that if I don't have enough money, it will be too embarrassing.

Just take An Zhentang to go with him, many people can strengthen his courage.

And An Zhentang should have been to this kind of restaurant many times, you can tell from the way he was familiar with it last time.

At this time, it is not bad to give fifty cents a day as pocket money for an average family.

For example, the living expenses of the little fat man are 1000 yuan a month, but the average salary of a family in these years is less than [-] yuan, so the little fat man is very good.

It's different for other people. They go home once a week, and if they can give 51 once they go back, they are considered to be in a good family.

And the buffet costs 49 per person. Of course, they don’t know it if they haven’t entered it. One meal costs a week’s living expenses, and not everyone is willing to do so.

An Zhentang saw that it was funny that Pan Jiahao was delicious but also had no guts, so he dragged Zhong Yin and Lu Yifan to go together.

Out of the kindness that Lu Yifan always borrowed from Pan Jiahao for his homework, his share was naturally given by Pan Jiahao very generously.

Seeing that he was only 49, Pan Jiahao breathed a sigh of relief.

An Zhentang shook his head in disgust, "No Promise"

Seeing his young adult appearance, Ke Yu sighed and couldn't help laughing.

An Zhentang never knew how interesting his expression was to Ke Xuan.

The waiter at the door saw a group of little ghosts, stopped Zhong Yin, and pointed to the sign

"Do not enter with disheveled clothes"

Zhong Yin didn't dare to come, it was An Zhentang who insisted on pulling him, and said that his family was responsible for his food, so he followed.

But in such an embarrassing situation, he was so ashamed and indignant that he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

An Zhentang froze for a moment, this was the first time he encountered such a situation in two lifetimes, he subconsciously looked at Ke Xuan.

But then he realized that he was still too dependent on Ke Yu, even if it was a reduced version, the subconscious that the other party was strong enough to shield him from the wind and rain was too deep-rooted in his heart.

Seeing that Ke Yu was ready to negotiate after being watched by him, he hurried forward

"Then, what is the category of disheveled clothes? Doesn't it belong to the category of disheveled clothes as long as it is not a suit or leather shoes?"

Seeing that An Zhentang spoke, Ke Xuan naturally stood aside silently, but seeing the child standing out for others, he felt somewhat uncomfortable, it would be better if he came by himself.

Realizing that he cares about even such trivial matters, he despises his own possessiveness towards An Zhentang more and more.

But contempt is contempt, he has no intention of changing it.

The waiter didn't respond to An Zhentang's question for a while. It's not that I haven't met children who came to try new things in groups before, but usually they would be very embarrassed and quickly walked away when they were stopped outside, and they rarely questioned them back.

In fact, the child's clothes had a little more patches, but they were still clean and neatly dressed.

However, Western restaurants in the mainland are not as popular as roadside stalls as they were in the past few years. Those who can apply for jobs are all good in all aspects, and those who can stand at the door are not too bad.

Normally, only some foreign tourists or some wealthy bosses are received, and there are not many local ordinary citizens.

Just like restaurants think roadside food stalls have no style, and boutiques look down on street stalls.

If you see too many people with the second highest class, and then see some poorly dressed ones, you will naturally feel that you are superior to you and show a look of contempt.

Seeing that he couldn't explain why, An Zhentang simply stretched out his hand and pulled the name tag from his chest.

"Call your manager over here" and dragged Zhong Yin in after saying that.

Seeing him holding someone else's hand, Ke Yuan frowned slightly.

Pan Jiahao sat on the side purely in the mood of watching the excitement, and was not in a hurry to eat.

Lu Yifan glanced at Ke Xuan, and wasn't too worried, as long as Ke Yuan was around, he wouldn't let An Zhentang do anything wrong, so he began to look at the environment of the store boredly.