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Guo Shoujing got up at five o'clock in the morning, cooked porridge in the pot, went to the market to buy vegetables, and made a few side dishes with porridge, which were light and enjoyable.

Zhao Huanhuan, Zhao Feiyan and Zhao Dachuan had breakfast and prepared to go to school.

Zhao Huanhuan plans to take his younger brother and sister to the central school to register first, and then go to No. 9 Middle School to register for himself.

As soon as I walked out of the house, I saw Li Kun and Qin Mian waiting for her on bicycles outside the door.

"Feiyan, I'll take you to register at school." Li Kun greeted warmly.

Zhao Feiyan glanced at Zhao Huanhuan timidly, and Zhao Huanhuan took out the registration fee in her pocket and gave it to her.

Zhao Huanhuan knew that Li Kun was friendly to them. Her father was the principal of the school district and her mother was the teacher of the central school. She took Zhao Feiyan to the school to register and could say hello to Zhao Feiyan's class teacher and ask her to take care of Zhao Feiyan more in the future.

Zhao Feiyan has poor grades and is often cold-eyed by teachers in school. The head teacher is a middle-aged female teacher. She knocks Zhao Feiyan’s head with a pencil case whenever she disagrees.

"Dachuan takes the back of my bicycle," Qin Mian said with a smile, "I'll take him to sign up."

Someone is doing it for you, why not? But Zhao Huanhuan asked politely: "Don't you need to register yourself?"

"We are all in the second year of junior high school, and it's an old student. I go to school to sign up later, it's okay." Qin Mian said.

"That's right, can we squeeze out our quota?" Li Kun responded.

So Zhao Huanhuan also gave Zhao Dachuan the registration fee, watching his younger brother and sister being taken away by Qin Mian and Li Kun on bicycles. He was thinking that he had to buy a bicycle, which would be more convenient to go to and from school in the future.

No. 9 Middle School is still a little distance from Huafu Street.

Huafu Street is in the most prosperous area in the town, while Din Middle School is much remote.

It’s better to buy a bicycle before signing up. Just as Jiao Sanfeng took Zhao Xiaoshui to see him.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan..." Jiao Sanfeng called enthusiastically, making people feel goosebumps.

"Hurry, call me sister!" Jiao Sanfeng pushed Zhao Xiaoshui to Zhao Huanhuan and said.

"Sister!" Zhao Xiaoshui smiled and shouted with a sharp voice like Jiao Sanfeng.

"Huanhuan, have you had breakfast? I'll bring you breakfast." Jiao Sanfeng took out two buns and handed them to Zhao Huanhuan.

For Jiao Sanfeng, this was a huge investment to curry favor with Zhao Huanhuan.

Zhao Huanhuan knew her purpose, and she wanted to ask for Zhao Xiaoshui's registration fee.

"I've eaten it, so leave it to Xiaoshui. I won't pay Xiaoshui's registration fee. I have already paid for Feiyan and Dachuan's registration fee. Don't be too tempted." Zhao Huanhuan said, without looking at Jiao Sanfeng anymore, and walked forward.

Jiao Sanfeng pulled Zhao Xiaoshui to follow Zhao Huanhuan: "Huanhuan, you misunderstood, I'm not..."

"Since you are not here to ask for the registration fee, then you can go back quickly. I'm going to register, I'm busy." Zhao Huanhuan said coldly.

Seeing that Zhao Huanhuan had a stinky face and looked undiscussable, Jiao Sanfeng did not continue to follow. She knew that her daughter was very interested now.

When Zhao Huanhuan walked away, Jiao Sanfeng pulled Zhao Xiaoshui back and returned to No. 123 Huafu Street.

Looking at the high-end iron gate, Jiao Sanfeng was so envious that she was about to drool.

When he knocked on the door, Guo Shoujing came to open the door. Seeing that it was Jiao Sanfeng, Guo Shoujing said enthusiastically: "Sanfeng, why did you come so early? Have you eaten breakfast? There is still porridge at home."

Jiao Sanfeng shook the buns in her hand: "I have buns. I originally bought them for Huanhuan. Huanhuan has eaten them. Dad, you can eat them."

Jiao Sanfeng has always been frugal, almost never eats breakfast, and only drinks boiled water. Later, she suffered from stomach problems and pestered Zhao Huanhuan to take her to see a doctor every day, calling her heaven and earth.

"Sanfeng, I have eaten it too. Since you have buns, I won't ask you to have dinner. I have something to go out now, so I won't invite you mother and son to come in and sit down."

Jiao Sanfeng had already cast the door and looked inward to see the decoration inside the house. The decoration that was even more beautiful than Aunt Mao’s house made her look straight.

She couldn't even go in and sit in her daughter's house, which made Jiao Sanfeng very depressed.

"Dad, I have something to come to you." Jiao Sanfeng stopped Guo Shoujing, thinking that he would not get any money to Zhao Huanhuan, so he could just ask Guo Shoujing for it. Guo Shoujing has always loved her.

Unexpectedly, Guo Shoujing said, "Sanfeng, are you talking about Xiaoshui's registration fee? I don't have money around me, and the money is all there."

Guo Shoujing couldn't help but sigh that his granddaughter was as good as a god. He was sure that he would be soft-hearted, so he took away all the money in his pocket in case he secretly gave it to Jiao Sanfeng.

"Sanfeng," Guo Shoujing said earnestly, "Huanhuan is still a child, it's really not easy for her. You see, she has already paid the tuition for Feiyan and Dachuan, and she also brought her younger brothers and sisters to provide food and drink. As a mother, you should stop at the right time."

Jiao Sanfeng was furious when he didn't ask for money and was scolded.

"Dad, Dachuan and Feiyan are younger brothers and sisters, Xiaoshui is not her younger brother? They are both younger brothers and sisters. She raises the other two, but she doesn't raise Xiaoshui, and is it appropriate to be the other. What does Xiaoshui think?"

"What is Xiaoshui thinking? Of course Xiaoshui was happy. In the past, you had to share a steamed bun with four children. Now if you have a steamed bun, you can give it to Xiaoshui. How can Xiaoshui be unhappy?" Guo Shoujing's words blocked Jiao Sanfeng speechless.

On the way back from Huafu Street, Zhao Xiaoshui ate Jiao Sanfeng’s meat buns while vaguely saying, “Who wants to eat steamed buns? What I like is buns and meat buns. Mom, you will buy me meat buns every day in the future!”

"The registration fee has not been paid yet, where do you get the meat buns?" Jiao Sanfeng sighed. After paying Zhao Xiaoshui's registration fee, she would not have the money to buy meat buns.

Zhao Huanhuan came to a bicycle shop, and there were not many people in the town who could afford bicycles. The owner of the bicycle shop was Zhao Rui. Zhao Rui had an only son. When he grew up, he inherited Zhao Rui's mantra and opened a bicycle shop, and also took into account the repair of motorcycles.

The wife Zhao Rui married has many cousins ​​in the town, one of whom was named Deng Liping, who was one of Xiao Shengli's mistresses.

When Zhao Huanhuan was in confinement, Xiao Shengli went to check-in with Deng Liping. Deng Liping also sent a text message to Zhao Huanhuan, cursing Zhao Huanhuan with particularly ugly words.

At that time, Zhao Huanhuan was pregnant and considered to have a high radiation exposure of her mobile phone, she changed to Xiao Lingtong. Only Xiao Shengli knew the number of Xiao Lingtong.

When Deng Liping sent a text message to Zhao Huanhuan, she scolded her: Your husband didn't give you a pity recently, are you feeling uncomfortable, Zhao Huanhuan was simply shocked?

There are also women in the world who can speak dirty words at will, and there are men in the world who can watch other women who can speak dirty words at their wives.

Zhao Huanhuan felt funny until she died. Why did she fall into such a mud in her life and make her messed up? What a noble person she is, how could she be with such a group of despicable people and be humiliated by such a group of despicable people?

Deng Liping's cousin runs a grocery store opposite the town Salas, applying makeup every day and dressing beautifully, just like the "tofu Xishi" written by Lu Xun, who should be called the grocery Xishi.

Grocery Xi Shi was not only not ashamed of Deng Liping's behavior of destroying other people's families, but instead often joked when she met Xiao Shengli, using Deng Liping's topic to tease him.

Once, Xiao Shengli went to kTV to mess around. Zhao Huanhuan went to find someone. At the door of the kTV, Xi Shi ran into a grocery store and smiled at Xiao Shengli: "Shengli, do you miss Liping? Liping is right upstairs. Do you want to go up and see her?"

Zhao Huanhuan felt like a piece of white feather falling into a shit pit. How could he be disturbed by a bunch of shit for the rest of his life?

At this moment, Zhao Rui's son Zhao Dakeng was a teenager before becoming Deng Liping's cousin-law. He had a short and stubborn figure and had a bigger head than Lei Jiayin. He walked out of the store like a fat duck.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at him and instinctively showed disgust.

In the previous life, Zhao Dakeng was blown by his wife on the pillow. Because of Deng Liping, he spitted and even spoke ill of him every time he saw Zhao Huanhuan.

Zhao Dakeng is a natural villain. He has no good genes and no acquired education. His actions are very consistent with his personality.

Seeing Zhao Huanhuan walking into the store, Zhao Dakeng immediately looked angry: "Don't buy a bicycle, don't touch it randomly, get out!"

A dog's eyes look at a low beast!

Zhao Huanhuan shouted loudly inward: "Boss, I want to buy a bicycle!"

Zhao Rui walked out and saw Zhao Huanhuan, and he also showed impatientness on his face: "Little girl, a bicycle costs more than 100 yuan!"

Like father, like son!

"Did you hear it? It costs more than 100 yuan. Get out quickly and don't come in and get in my eyes!" Zhao Dakeng shouted.

"So you are me, I thought that uncle was me!" Zhao Huanhuan looked at Zhao Rui and smiled.

Zhao Rui couldn't hold his face, "I won't clean up the big hole yet, get out of here and sign up!"

"You haven't given me the registration fee yet!" Zhao Dakeng stretched out his hand to Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui took out the key and opened the drawer of the cabinet, then looked puzzled, "Why is there no money in the cabinet? Did your mother take all the money?"

"Since your family is busy signing up, I'll go to other places to buy bicycles." Zhao Huanhuan said and walked towards Zhao Rui next door.

There is also a bicycle shop next to Zhao Rui.

"If you can't afford it, get out!" Zhao Dakeng said rudely.

Zhao Huanhuan ignored him and deliberately said loudly between the two stores: "Boss, there is no more than one hundred bicycles. It's too cheap. One for more than two hundred yuan."

Zhao Huanhuan said as she pulled out two green hundred-dollar bills from her pocket and deliberately threw them wherever Zhao Rui and his son could see them.

Soon, Zhao Huanhuan bought a bicycle at the bicycle store next to Zhao Rui.

"Little girl, be careful when riding a bicycle and don't fall down." The boss and his wife were an honest and kind couple, and they reminded him with concern.

"Don't worry, uncle and aunt, your bicycle is of good quality and beautiful style. I feel at ease when riding it. Unlike some shops, bicycles are only more than 100 yuan, and the quality is definitely very poor. Some people do business. My son says that he doesn't care about his father and looks down on others. Such a son will only ruin my business. If he doesn't care, his store will be closed as soon as possible."

Zhao Huanhuan said loudly on purpose, and then rode his bicycle away under the eyes of Zhao Rui and his son.

Before he left much, he heard Zhao Rui beat and scolded Zhao Dakeng: "I still ask for registration fee! I also ask for registration fee! Where can I get the registration fee without business? Don't you call yourself me? I'll call you dad, you are a prodigal son who cheats on your father!"

Zhao Huanhuan smiled at the corner of her lips and rode her bicycle toward the n Middle School.

Bicycles walk around the streets and alleys, gradually leaving the living room and heading towards the suburbs of town.

From a distance, I saw a school on the flat ground, which was the nth middle school.

Near the school is a Three-Guan Hall, which is dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the incense is quite strong.

As the familiar scenery passes by, Zhao Huanhuan feels like a different life.

When I arrived at the school gate, I was parked, and someone called her behind my back: "Huanhuan!"
Chapter completed!