How can we squeeze together unless the tables are stacked up?
The eldest uncle was talking dirty words in her heart, and she could only smile. Because she was angry, she was thinking about how to avoid causing conflicts between the two families. She didn't say anything for a while, but Song Zhizhi smiled and said, "Thank you, aunt, are you telling the truth? I can really squeeze in."
Is it crowded?”
Zhizhi smiled, something was wrong. Song Xiuming's back felt cold, and his eyes were wary. How did this damn girl want to trick her?
But thinking that she had used her reputation to attract many classmates to buy her things and earn a lot of money these days, she couldn't help but greet Song Zhizhi with a smile.
This person was coming and going, and so many classmates were watching. If she expressed too much towards Song Zhizhi, she would be scolded.
For the sake of business, I endured it!
Song Xiuming immediately smiled lovingly and nodded, "Of course this is your place. You can even move the table. If I had known you would come, I wouldn't have brought the table over!"
Humph, she was an elder, so she didn't believe that the eldest daughter-in-law of the old Song family would really take her desk away, and she wouldn't suffer any loss even if she was being polite. Of course she could say whatever she said nicely!
Hearing this sentence, Song Zhizhi smiled even more sincerely, just waiting for your words.
She looked excited. She saw five teenagers approaching from the corner of her eye and waved directly, "Hey, classmates, my second aunt said she wanted to move the table that occupied my place. Come help me and put the table there."
Go aside!"
As soon as Song Zhizhi spoke up, Song Laozi, Song Laoer and Meng Qiuqiu almost laughed out loud!
The five teenagers didn't know why, but they were just obedient out of habit. They worked in groups of two and three, followed Song Zhizhi's instructions and put two small tables on the wall behind Song Xiuming. They piled them up, which was almost as high as the school wall.
The young man's youthful energy moved quickly, and Song Xiuming didn't even react. The tables were piled up, and he also pushed the aunt's car over.
Song Xiuming:......
She was so angry that this damn girl really knew how to crawl along the roots and actually piled them up for her. Then was her guest squatting next to her and eating her hands?
Who would be happy about that? Who would she sell so much to?
It was too much. There was no affection at all in the relationship between relatives. Song Xiuming was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time. Then he looked at his eldest mother-in-law and signaled her to discipline the child.
But the aunt just pretended that she couldn't see her eyes, suppressed her smile and started setting up the stall.
Song Xiuming was dumbfounded and couldn't breathe out in his chest, so he could only sneer, "You guys are really fast!"
"Of course, my aunt asked for help, we must hurry up!" Song Zhizhi replied, blaming everything on herself, and then asked in surprise, "By the way, aunt, you seem to have accidentally ended up where my house was.
, so you won’t mind if we put it in your previous position now!”
I mind, I mind very much!
Song Xiuming screamed wildly in her heart, unable to utter a single word. There were some things she could do, but she absolutely couldn't say them out. Even if others said them, she couldn't answer the call.
I can only endure it!
"Anyway, we don't mind. After all, when setting up a stall, whoever comes first to occupy the position belongs to whoever takes it! If you occupied it first today, it's yours. It's great that you gave up half of the position for us. Come on,
Let’s all say thank you, great aunt!”
Song Zhizhi shouted, Song Lao Er, Song Lao Er, the five teenagers plus Meng Qiuqiu, all shouted in unison, neatly, "Thank you, aunt!"
As a result, Song Xiuming had to swallow all his anger and smile.
Tan Shaobing's daughter-in-law, the eldest uncle couldn't hold it in anymore, so she had to turn her back and laugh. Song Zhizhi still remembered to support the second aunt's grandma's business, so she called a few people to prepare breakfast, steamed buns, and steamed buns at her stall.
There were also skinny fried dough sticks that were looted.
Another sentence: The last time you came to support my uncle’s business, I didn’t confiscate your money, but this time you have to accept our money and just let Song Xiuming give away a breakfast worth more than ten yuan.
The team of nine people, each with their hands full, sang happily and returned to school.
Song Xiuming was so angry and embarrassed that she closed the stall and pushed the cart home angrily.
Song Zhizhi turned around to look back and chuckled. It must be that he is not a good person and has bad relationships, right? People who dare to use so many tricks to bully the old Song family should be aware of being counterattacked.
Among so many relatives, there is no one like this, really!
Back in the classroom, all nine of them burped after eating. Song Zhizhi also took a small bite of each dish, but it was not very tasty. She was not even half as good as the auntie.
That's why I came up with this bad idea, I don't want my aunt to set up a stall!
Song Zhizhi understood and gave some to the classmates who were willing to eat. He gave another portion to Zhang Xiaoxiao and then went straight to the office of the head teacher, Mr. Wang.
Many teachers also have breakfast in the office before class. When Song Zhizhi arrived at the door of the office, Teacher Wang had just finished eating. Looking at the garbage on the table, Song Zhizhi could tell at a glance that this was the uncle's loyal customer.
"Hello, Teacher Wang, can I come in?"
"Song Zhizhi? Come in, what's the matter?"
This seems to be the first time that Song Zhizhi takes the initiative to find a teacher. Teacher Wang is still a little uncomfortable and feels honored, but is worried that something big will happen.
I felt extremely uneasy.
"Teacher, I want to change seats!" Song Zhizhi squinted and smiled, and Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, change seats, okay, then... what, you want to change seats, why, where are you changing to?"
Song Zhizhi has been sitting in the VIP seat next to the podium. If he wanted to change, who would be willing?
Mainly because Song Zhizhi suddenly made this decision, which was not normal.
"No, just sit in the back. My eyes have been feeling very sore recently, and I'm afraid I'll become short-sighted if I keep looking at the blackboard so close, so I want to sit in the back. If there's no room, just move my table to the last row."
Zhang Xiaoxiao sits in the second to last row, so she can sit in any of the three rows behind.
Hearing that he was afraid of myopia, Teacher Wang understood. He nodded, patted his butt and stood up, "Okay, let's go, we will start self-study soon, go and adjust your position!"
The two went to the classroom. As soon as the news came out, the whole class was excited, especially Meng Qiuqiu and a few other teenagers sitting in the row behind Song Zhizhi who directly protested.
They have only been with Song Zhizhi for less than a month!
The two teenagers in the back row were very excited. It must be their turn that good things finally happened!
In the end, the seats were moved, and the missing seat in the last row was filled. It was in the row diagonally behind Zhang Xiaoxiao, which was very suitable for observing her situation.
Zhang Xiaoxiao also peeked at Song Zhizhi from time to time, looking like a little fangirl.
Until the self-study period, the excitement of the students in the back row was still visible to the naked eye, and the sound of reading was twice as loud as usual. Song Zhizhi did not read, but just scanned the small desk with his peripheral vision.