Chu Yi pursed his lips and plucked up the courage to reach out his hand, "I am Lin Chuyi, who has been transferred from Changqing Academy."

Changqing College is a famous aristocratic primary school, and the children of powerful families are there. Before Xu Qingqing passed away, Ouyang heard her nagging several times. He couldn't help but look at Chuyi, frowned at the smiling little face, and finally snorted coldly, slapped Chuyi's hand away.

Chu Yi's back of his hand was beaten red, and his smile immediately calmed down, lowering his little head like a young wife.

The new deskmate...may not like him.

It’s very sad to be in the first day of the junior high school.

When Jiang Tang came to pick him up at the first day of the New Year in the evening, many children had already greeted him and said goodbye, and most of them were little girls.

Jiang Tang bent down and took off the red scarf on his chest, "It seems that our family's first-year junior high school is very popular."

He smiled and didn't say anything.

After Jiang Tang put away the red scarf for him, he hesitated and asked: "How are you doing with the new deskmate?"

Chu Yi lowered his head, and she couldn't see his face clearly, only to hear him say, "It's pretty good."

"That's good..." Jiang Tang breathed a sigh of relief, "Where is the school, is it okay?"

"It's pretty good, too."

As he was talking, Chu Yi suddenly stopped and looked across the street.

Jiang Tang looked along his sight.

Under the dense camphor tree, an elderly woman was guarding a dilapidated tricycle, hunched over and shouting at passers-by selling sweet potatoes. She coughed from time to time and cheered up and continued to do business.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed.

It's Ouyang.

After he said a few words to the old woman, he helped sell sweet potatoes.

The first day of the Chu Dynasty looked at it, and did not move or leave.

Jiang Tang hesitated and asked: "Do you want to eat sweet potatoes on the first day of the New Year?"

He shook his head: "I won't eat it."

"Yeah?"

"Ouyang shouldn't want to see me." He held Jiang Tang's hand, "Even at the school gate, he shouldn't want his classmates to buy sweet potatoes."

It's about dignity.

Jiang Tang was stunned by the carefulness and emotional intelligence of the first grade of junior high school and couldn't say a word.

Children of this age are kind and pure. When they see people in need, they will feel pity and lend a helping hand, but they do not know that some people do not need help. Help is a blow to these people and a sharp blade.

And Ouyang is the latter.

The child has a strong sense of self-esteem, and his simple kindness will turn into premeditated irony in his eyes.

In the first grade of junior high school, I can actually think of this level.

She was shocked and heartbroken, and couldn't help but bent down and picked him up in his surprised eyes.

It's a bit heavy, but it can be moved.

"Mom." Chu Yi blushed, "I've grown up, no need to hug..."

"I just want to hug you."

The shadows of the trees are mottled, and the sunset is just right.

Her shadow fell on the ground, blending with her small body in the first year of junior high school.

Jiang Tang in her previous life was helpless and had no relatives or reasons. She was her only relative. She had been complaining about the injustice of fate. Looking back, she was also the mercy given by God...
Chapter completed!