On the eve of the National Day, the second uncle and the second aunt brought their precious son Gong Tao from Linshi back to their home in Mobei for a reunion.
Neither the second uncle nor the second aunt were soldiers. I heard that the second uncle also wanted to have a career in the army, but Mr. Gong was firmly opposed. He removed the second uncle from the list of recommended candidates for military school and sent him to Harbin Institute of Technology.
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After graduating, my second uncle was assigned to work in a large aircraft manufacturing company in Linshi City, where he got married and had children. Today, he is the director of the company's technical department.
The second uncle does not look much like his father, and his character is meek and weak. On the contrary, the second aunt comes from a working class family and has been shrewd and powerful for decades. Gong Tao is Gong Xue's cousin. He is two years younger than Gong Xue.
, low stature, black-rimmed glasses, pale complexion, and personality like a girl.
Mr. Gong doesn't like Gong Tao.
After being a revolutionary soldier all his life, his temper has become hot and outspoken. What he despises most is his grandson's coquettish speech, which is not as clear-cut as his granddaughter Gong Xue's.
Before the National Day, the Experimental Middle School held classes for nine days in a row before giving the students a holiday.
Some students joked: Nine days of life are worse than death, but seven days of homework are like a mountain.
Zeng Guohua, the head teacher of Class 2, Grade 2, was still on the podium talking about the key points of the post-holiday monthly exam, but the students' minds had already wandered away.
finally.
Before he even bothered to read the school's holiday notice, Teacher Zeng couldn't stand the buzzing sound below, and waved his hand helplessly, "Let's stop here. Class next Sunday, students, don't be late!"
"oh-----------"
"Bye teacher-------"
No matter whether the piles of homework in the next seven days will crush them to death, anyway, from the moment they run out of the classroom door, they are temporarily liberated.
Gong Xue packed her schoolbag, and Su Lianlian squeezed in from the front.
"Xiaoxue, I have a dance class today, so I can't take your car." Because of what the dance teacher said before, Su Lianlian's parents made up their minds and used their savings over the years to find an authoritative dance teacher for their daughter who now charges hourly fees.
One class lasts forty minutes, (0 yuan.
Two classes a week, one month is the total income of Su Lianlian's parents combined.
Su Lianlian didn't dare not study hard. In addition to studying, she spent almost all her spare time practicing dancing. She was getting older, but because she had to stay in shape, she didn't dare to eat enough all day long.
"Do you have enough time? If not, I will ask Uncle Xiao Wang to send you there." Gong Xue slung her schoolbag on her side. She was tall, with a short ponytail, and a fair face exuding a youthful and vigorous atmosphere.
Su Lianlian shook her head, "Don't bother, I'll take bus No. 2, it's only two stops away."
Over the course of a year, the originally graceful girl became more and more beautiful and eye-catching. She was like a white lotus about to bloom, blooming on the green grassy campus.
Gong Xue didn't force it because she had to go to the supermarket to buy gifts for her parents who were about to return home from a long distance.
The two of them walked side by side towards the school gate.
Usually they take the main road, but today, Su Lianlian pointed to the path of the carport and said, go that way, it's closer.
There is a row of blue and white awnings on the left side of the school gate, which are usually used to store students' bicycles. Because Zeng Guohua finished class late, only a few students in the usually crowded sheds were still hanging around inside.
Gong Xue saw Xie Fei first, then Zhang Zikang, and then Fan Linsong.
Finally, when Shi Jingtian, wearing a black sports suit, walked out from behind the awning, he happened to block the only way to the school gate.
Shi Jingtian is fourteen years old this year.
He didn't know what kind of good hormone medicine he had taken this year, and his size suddenly increased suddenly, surpassing Gong Xue by half a head. As he got taller, his aura was naturally different.
His hair was still Chen Haonan's style, but the bangs were a little shorter. Facing the setting sun, Gong Xue saw a mature face of a young man.