The next morning, around 5:50, the door of the Xia family was knocked.

Xia Linxi leaned out of the bedroom and saw a strange aunt in the entrance hall.

The aunt was about forty or fifty years old, with short hair and sallow skin. She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of gold earrings. Although there were many wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and forehead, she looked very capable.

This is the new Aunt Peng.

"I found an acquaintance in the housekeeping market, and they recommended this nanny to me," said Xia Linxi's mother. "I don't have to bother your dad with housework in the future."

Xia Linxi's father didn't say anything, so he took off his apron and changed into a dress.

"It's good," said Xia Linxi, "Dad doesn't have to go home to make lunch at noon."

That being said, after the meal this morning was ready, the atmosphere on the dining table was a bit weird.

All the meals were made by Aunt Peng. As a senior nanny in the housekeeping market, she received professional training and made extraordinary meals, which were incomparable to Xia Linxi's father.

Not only are the dishes good, but they are also completed quickly.

Xia Linxi drank one more bowl of porridge than usual, and her mother was very happy, and said that she had become thinner recently and wanted to eat more.

Aunt Peng was still cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, but Xia Linxi's father asked: "Where did you find someone? Are you sure it's reliable?"

"You don't have to worry about this," Mom replied, "I'm looking for housekeeping services from our company."

After eating two bites of spring rolls, my father picked up the bowl and said, "There are too many styles of breakfast, it's flashy."

"You can just drink porridge," Mom answered.

After the words were finished, no one spoke at the dining table, only the slight sound of chopsticks colliding with porcelain, so quiet that it was not like a restaurant.

After breakfast, Xia Linxi carried her schoolbag and went out. When she passed by the corridor outside the kitchen, she deliberately glanced inside and saw Aunt Peng lowering her head to brush the dishes. Her bangs covered her forehead and her temples were covered with gray hair.

The two of them met with their eyes, and Aunt Peng smiled at her.

Xia Linxi was a little embarrassed, so he smiled back.

The skylight outside the window is just right, and there is a rising sun in the east. Looking from a distance, it seems to be embedded in a tall building.

The sunlight penetrates the glass curtain and sprinkles a light golden color. The bustling roads are coming and going, and they float around like dust.

The city was gradually awakening after a quiet night, but the neon lights slowly faded. The sun took on the responsibility of lighting and threw the light into the streets and alleys... It was not yet seven o'clock in the morning, and the classmate sitting by the window felt it was dazzling and raised his hand and pulled the curtains.

In the high school teaching building, morning reading classes have begun, and the classroom is full of people and speech is noisy.

Xia Linxi spread out his English book and lowered his head to recite the composition template. She memorized the book very quickly and was always reading silently. She sat alone in her original position, making almost no sound.

Her deskmate Gu Xiaoman was still having breakfast, drinking soy milk while eating buns. She drank soy milk too quickly and choked during the period.

"I can't stand it anymore," said Gu Xiaoman. "In the breakfast shop at the school gate, the buns are filling less and the white flour is getting more and more. I feel like I'm eating steamed buns."

She pinched the plastic cup of soy milk, coughed and continued, "And the stuffing of the bun is too salty, just like salt is not enough."

Xia Linxi asked: "Aren't you having breakfast at home?"

"I got up at 5:30 in the morning, and my parents didn't wake up," Gu Xiaoman replied. "No one at home cooks, and I don't know how to do it myself."

Zhang Huaiwu, in the back row, immediately said: "Why didn't you talk early? I can't finish my breakfast at home. I'll bring you one tomorrow."

Gu Xiaoman didn't appreciate it. She took a bite of the bun and replied softly: "Who wants to eat your leftovers."

Zhang Huaiwu quickly explained: "Who said it was our leftover food? I'll prepare it for you in advance, but it's still hot to bring it to school."

At this moment, Jiang Zhenghan patted him on the shoulder.

Zhang Huaiwu asked, "Brother Zheng, why are you doing filming me?"

After saying that, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and immediately understood what Jiang Zhenghan meant.

Through a transparent glass window, you can see not only the clear sky, the brilliant sunset, but also the ghostly figure of the head teacher.

He patrolled the back of the classroom for a while and suddenly entered the back door.

The students in the back row took a breath.

Xia Linxi buried her head in memorizing the letter, as if she was not concerned about her own affairs, but she could clearly feel that the head teacher was walking without sound - probably because she deliberately slowed down to avoid disturbing any classmates.

It was not until the head teacher walked forward that Zhang Huaiwu asked, "You guys, what are the student committee members in the corner doing?"

The student committee member in the corner...is Meng Zhixing.

Xia Linxi raised his head and looked at Meng Zhixing in the corner.

Meng Zhixing's seat was close to the wall, with boys in front, back, left and right. At this time, they were gathering together and they didn't know that the disaster was coming.

During the time when Teacher He was about to approach, Meng Zhixing's classmates in the back row felt nervous and kicked him in the chair.

Meng Xueshuo noticed something was different, almost like conditioned reflexes. He threw the book "Sexuality Contemplation" on the table under his seat and covered it with his schoolbag.

His deskmate whispered, "Kick that dirty book to the back."

Meng Zhixing was a little stunned when he heard this.

That's right, although his deskmate begged to read it, it was still a dirty book in his deskmate's mind.

Marriage and childbirth are top priorities, but sex is dirty and shameless.

In their cities, advertisements of painless abortions can be seen everywhere, but few advertisements state the need for protection measures. In the Bible Genesis, even the couple's actions are secretly described as "heknewhiswife", a verb knew, with endless mystery.

However, reality cannot be summarized in one word. Everything is not the more you know, the more you become, and it is not the happiest that you know nothing.

For a moment, Meng Zhixing felt a lot of emotion, and he didn't want to face the upcoming disaster.

The morning reading in the class gradually stopped, and most of the people's eyes turned to Meng Zhixing. He was like a selected warrior, receiving the attention of the whole class.

"What were you just looking at?" Teacher He asked.

"A book in English." Meng Zhixing replied.

Meng Zhixing’s deskmate, as well as the two boys in the front row, nodded in agreement, “English book.”

Xia Linxi took a sip of water and felt a little nervous inexplicably.

She had reason to believe that the shameful book was the one that Meng Zhixing bought last night... that brilliant masterpiece.

However, how dare he bring such an indescribable book to school? Jiang Zhenghan's "Introduction to Algorithms" is still a lesson in the past, but Meng Zhixing had to charge forward without hesitation.

Xia Linxi didn't dare to think about what kind of reaction the head teacher would have when he found that book.

Teacher He held his hands and stood there motionlessly, his glasses reflecting, illuminating their shadows.

He asked, "Then why throw the English book under the seat?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole class was silent.

Meng Zhixing's blood flowed backwards and felt that he was dead today.

He didn't even dare to breathe, and he still had to maintain calmness on his face - no matter what situation he encountered, the first thing was to keep calm. This was taught by Meng Zhixing's father, and he had always kept it in mind for many years.

So he did not answer Teacher He, and he pushed the boy in the front row.

The boy swallowed his saliva and continued to answer: "Because, because we just...at that time, all the classmates in the morning reading class were memorizing the books, and then we also..."

What he said was inconsistent with the last words, but Teacher He turned his head slightly and his eyes fell on him.

That's now.

Meng Zhixing stood in his original position and kicked his schoolbag back a little.

If you want to talk about the best-known classmates in the class, Meng Zhixing must be one of them. Although he rarely talks to others, he is very righteous.

Perhaps it was because good causes and good results were achieved, although the boy in the back row was nervous, he decided to help him destroy the evidence.

After a while, the male classmate hooked the book with his feet, bent down quickly and picked it up, and handed it to the girl behind him.

The girl saw the title of the book clearly and was shocked. She didn't dare to keep the book in her hands, and she didn't know where to pass it on.

She thought to herself, who is the most unlikely student in the class to be criticized by the teacher?

Xia Linxi.

Xia Linxi, who has always ranked first in total.

So after a while, the book was delivered to Xia Linxi.

Meng Zhixing's group of people were still talking nonsense, and the four of them cooperated tacitly, and everyone was talking, but they didn't talk about the point, as if they were trying their best to delay time.

Teacher He did not stop them and just listened quietly, which was not in line with his usual style.

Meng Zhixing had just breathed a sigh of relief, but Teacher He suddenly said, "Xia Linxi, stand up."

It was almost time for him to speak. As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xiaoman took the book and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

Xia Linxi stood up without any psychological burden.

"In the future, you will be a study committee member," said Teacher He. "Meng Zhixing is not only a study committee member, but also a math class representative. He usually has too much work, so you can share the burden with the classmates."

The whole class was quiet for a moment, and no one expected this would be the ending.

Meng Zhixing was stunned for a moment, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't throw English books on the ground in the future," his class teacher told him, "and don't discuss topics that are not related to the course with classmates in morning reading classes."

Meng Zhixing nodded like pounding garlic.

But immediately, he felt that the head teacher had a different meaning.

This unexplained meaning continued until the parent-teacher meeting in the evening.

The day passed quickly, and it was six o'clock in the afternoon. The sky gradually became late and the sun was about to set. Many students stood in the corridor with their schoolbags, intending to wait until the parent-teacher meeting ended and go home with their parents.

Xia Linxi is one of them.

Parents’ seats come according to the students’ seats. Wherever the students sit, their parents will sit.

Xia Linxi held her schoolbag in her hands and found her father's seat, then looked to the back row - but to her disappointment, there was no one sitting in Jiang Zhenghan's seat.
Chapter completed!