In fact, his acquaintance with the girl in front of him can be traced back to the first year of junior high school. Even though it has been decades, he can still clearly remember the scene at that time.
It was September 1st, a sunny day.
When Li Heng went to class 125 to queue up to register with a pile of new books, the originally noisy class suddenly became dead silent. The eyes of the class teacher and all the students were focused on the newcomer Xiao Han at the door.
When I got close to her, I had the deepest impression, as if this ridiculously beautiful girl was walking out of the colorful auspicious clouds.
With just one glance, like the other male compatriots in the class, his heart was illuminated, as if he had entered a fairy tale world.
The blood suddenly accelerated and my mouth went dry. At the same time, my whole person felt a little nervous for no reason.
So damn good looking!
How could this small town hide such good-looking people?
This is the first sense of all people.
Xiao Han's appearance overshadowed the entire Class 125, making everyone dim.
I still remember that all the boys and girls in the class were subtly imitating the way people in middle school listened to classes with their right hands on their cheeks, kept their nails open, and imitated their tone of voice.
Unfortunately, the goodwill that Li Heng had gradually accumulated was completely wiped out due to the stool-fighting incident, causing the relationship between the two to stagnate for a long time, neither far nor close, wandering between strangers and classmates.
Xiao Han and Chen Zijin are both Yang Yingwen's best friends. With Yang Yingwen as their bond, the three girls often eat together and take walks together.
But the relationship between her and Chen Zijin is extremely complicated, with academic competition and some unknown quarrels. It is most appropriate to describe the two women as "enemies and friends".
In the first semester of the third year of junior high school, Li Heng and Xiao Han briefly worked as deskmates for half a month. Later, Chen Zijing, who was in the foreign class, found out and directly asked the two to separate.
She often ignored her, so Xiao Han raised his head and deliberately provoked her: "Why, you are so unsure of yourself, are you afraid that your partner will fall in love with you?"
Chen Zijing didn't hide it at all, "I'm not afraid, but I have to be careful about you."
Xiao Han was not a submissive person, so he immediately snorted back: "If you're afraid of this or that, you might as well pin him to your waistband and take him with you every day.
You are so nervous about treating him like a treasure, but who else cares about him?"
Listening to the conversation between the two women made my head hurt. Later, Li Heng took the initiative to find the class teacher and changed seats.
As time goes by, looking back, these words and actions will feel particularly immature, but this is how ignorant youth goes.
That was probably the most memorable time in my middle school years. It was as romantic as a newly blooming rose, filling the garden with fragrance and making people intoxicated.
It’s just that there are many beautiful things that you think are just the first warm-up in life, but in fact they are the swan song. A Xiao Han in junior high school or a Song Yu in high school will only sigh with emotion when they look back on the first half of their lives when they are old.
At that time, I had already met two of the most stunning women in my life in advance.
In fact, he could understand why Chen Zijin was wary of Xiao Han.
With a sweet voice, a healing smile, and a pure face of first love, if this girl wants to please anyone, there are really not many boys who can resist her.
According to the words of most male compatriots: Her charm cannot be stopped by black and white.
However, Xiao Han is a two-faced person with a changeable personality, which can be sweet or salty.
Occasionally when she gets angry, she is filled with hatred and anger. Li Heng has suffered a lot in this regard, and he naturally doesn't want to provoke her.
After subconsciously greeting each other just now, the two looked at each other in the air for a short while, and then moved away in tacit understanding, as if they were not very familiar with each other.
Feeling strange, Wei Shiman secretly glanced at her daughter, and then stared at Li Heng from head to toe, always showing a trace of disregard.
Seeing this, Li Heng was not surprised at all.
It is said that a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. His outfit was normal in a rural area where he had been mending things for three years, but in the eyes of Wei Shiman, who was well off, it did not look good enough.
In particular, he wore a bamboo hat on his head and a raincoat on his back. His clothes and trousers were stained with sewage, and the Jiefang shoes on his feet were even worse. They were covered with yellow mud and were as dirty as a torn sack on his body. If someone were to
If I can even look at you, I'll be a ghost.
The Xiao family does not farm, and usually buys rice to make a living. The experienced Wei Shiman can tell the quality of rice at a glance, so no matter what Tian Run'e said, she left without staying long.
Li Heng remained silent until the mother and daughter left, and then he comforted his mother:
"Mom, forget it if you can't sell it. Go home and cook it for me. I'm growing tall now and I crave white rice the most."
When Tian Run'e heard her son clamoring for white rice, Tian Run'e didn't blame her, she just sighed:
"Manzai, school is about to start, and the tuition fees for you and your second sister are not enough."
In the past, Mr. Li Heng was idle and never worried about school fees. In order to avoid labor, he would either stay in his room and read a book, or carry a bucket to the river to catch fish and shrimps. Anyway, every time school started, Comrade Tian Run'e would always arrange for him.
He asked with concern: "How much is left?"
Tian Run'e said: "There is still about 30 yuan left."
Li Heng lowered his head and looked at the four bags of rice, and instantly understood that his mother was selling the rice for money today.
But unfortunately, I didn't seem to read the almanac when I went out today. A whole afternoon passed and I didn't see any movement.
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the other side.
After walking about 20 meters, Xiao Han asked his mother: "Mom, is that rice bad? I think it's pretty good."
Wei Shiman replied: "It's not bad, but there are better ones on the market today."
Her husband is a picky person when it comes to food, so when he buys rice and vegetables, he usually buys the ones with the best quality.
After taking a few steps forward, Wei Shiman was a little hesitant. She turned her head and looked at her daughter and asked, "Do you know each other? Are you classmates?"
"Um."
Xiao Han hummed and nodded: "We were classmates for three years in junior high school, and we were in the same school in high school."
Wei Shiman was a little surprised, "He's still in high school?"
Xiao Han pursed her lips: "Does mom think that mother and son cannot afford to go to high school because they are not dressed well?"
Wei Shiman did have this idea, but would not say it out loud, so he asked out of curiosity:
"If you can study in Shao No. 1 Middle School, your grades should be pretty good. Why hasn't Mom heard you mention this person in the past few years?"
Xiao Han curled his lips slightly: "I'm not particularly familiar with him, so why mention him?"
Wei Shiman, who didn't catch the other person's name just now, glanced at her daughter and asked: "There are only six people in the same batch of your junior high school who were admitted to Shao No. 1 Middle School. What is his name?"
Xiao Han corrected: "There are seven, and one of them got in through connections."
The "connected person" she refers to is Zhang Zhiyong, whose uncle is the principal of a junior high school. They belong to the same education system and have their own connections.
Chapter completed!