Chapter 5 Once a traitor, now a primary school student (3)
In the morning, it is the rush hour for work. There are cars and people on the road, and the traffic looks a bit congested.
Dumplings, steamed stuffed bun shops, fried chicken... She had already seen two milk tea shops along the way. Wherever the tricycle passed, there were all kinds of shops with all kinds of storefronts on both sides of the road.
In the past few years, the Dragon Kingdom's economy has developed rapidly. Great achievements have been made in science and technology, agriculture, military, and network computers, and they are still rising.
With prosperity and democracy, Zhao Qinglan saw a powerful Dragon Kingdom in front of her eyes. At the same time, she also saw a different peaceful age.
Yun'an City is a second-tier city. Although it cannot be compared with first-tier cities, overall development is still good. Especially in the past two years, the government has vigorously supported urban and rural construction. Many old urban areas are being demolished and rebuilt under unified planning. p>
In the future, this place should become more and more prosperous, and the economy will rise to a higher level.
The tricycle traveled all the way.
Seeing that they were approaching the school gate, Zhao's mother asked.
"Yao'er, do you want to eat steamed buns or something?"
When asked what he wanted to eat, Zhao Qingyuan chuckled and said: "Mom, I want to eat soy milk, ham sausage, meat and scallion pancakes..."
"Mom, I can do it."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao's mother who was driving, and couldn't help but remind her, "Also, don't talk while driving."
Traffic accidents happen every day. Her mother drives every day, so it’s always right to pay attention.
Her daughter has a strong sense of safety.
Zhao's mother smiled and nodded, "Okay, Mom understands."
There are two breakfast shops diagonally opposite Mingxi Elementary School. Zhao Qinglan and the others usually eat breakfast there after coming to school.
The school is not far from home. On weekdays, Zhao Qinglan and the others would walk there by themselves. Today, Zhao’s mother was going to the vegetable market, so she dropped them off on the way.
The school will arrive soon.
At this time in the morning, many parents send their children to school. Therefore, there are many vehicles parked on the roadside at the school gate, most of which are battery vehicles.
Seeing that there were too many students there, the tricycle did not drive past again, but slowed down and stopped by the side of the road.
"This car can just park here. There are too many students over there."
After seeing the car parked, Zhao Qingyuan jumped out of the car immediately. The tricycle is not high, and with his height, it is easy to jump from here.
"Little sister, I will hug you."
Zhao Qingyuan stretched out his hands towards his sister. He liked his sister very much.
My sister is so cute, but she didn’t want to hug her since she was little, especially after she can walk on her own.
"No need..." Zhao Qinglan glanced at him and jumped out of the car, landing lightly on the ground.
Zhao Qingyuan sighed, "Hey, my younger sister is always acting coquettishly and cutely. She wants her brother to hug her, kiss her, and hold her up high. Why doesn't my younger sister stick to me?"
"Sister, when are you going to act coquettishly with your brother? I'll teach you how it hurts. Brother wants to eat, and brother wants to eat sweets."
"Hey..."
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Act coquettishly and cutely, and also use repeated words.
It's quite beautiful to think about, but I haven't woken up yet.
She reached out and rubbed the messed up hair on her forehead, then stepped forward. Looking at her elder brother who was much taller than her, she raised her head slightly and said softly.
"It's daytime now."
Her voice has the tenderness of a child's voice, but her face is very serious, with an air of natural nobility.
It was daytime now. Zhao Qingyuan was stunned, scratched his head, and asked innocently, "Why?"
Zhao Qinglan glanced at him and said calmly: "If you want to dream, you have to wait until night."
The implication is that everything is there in the dream.
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
Very good, my sister is still so good at speaking in a roundabout way.
Hearing the conversation between her son and daughter, Zhao's mother standing nearby couldn't help laughing.
She reached out and patted her son on the head, "I want you to read more books." Compared with her daughter, her son is just a fool.
Mother Zhao is thirty this year. She is generous and straightforward, and a very kind woman. She has good looks and plump figure, and she looks very young. She has an oval face, Emei almond eyes, gentle eyes, and a few small freckles on her face.
Impact. When she smiles, you can still see dimples on her cheeks, which makes her look quite blessed.
At this moment, her slightly curly hair was pulled up and simply clamped with hairpins. She wore black trousers and a white T-shirt. It was a simple, ordinary dress.
"Let's go, let's go get something to eat first..."
Zhao's mother said, holding her daughter's hand and walking towards the breakfast shop ahead.
Zhao Qinglan's hands froze slightly, but she did not pull away, letting her mother hold her hand.
You have to adapt to this new identity.
This is her mother, the person who gave birth to her and raised her.
There were a lot of people sitting in the 'breakfast shop' at this time.
Most of the people who come here for breakfast are primary school students, and the younger ones are accompanied by their parents.
When she came to the store, Zhao's mother directly ordered, "Mom boss, three steamed buns, one bowl of soy milk, two bowls of porridge, two ham sausages. One meat and scallion pancake, oh, and two more tea eggs..." "Lan Lan, what else do you want to eat? Do you want some rice dumplings? These rice dumplings look good."
There is a kind of love called Your Mom Thinks You Are Hungry.
Parents are always willing to give up on their children, fearing that their children will not have enough to eat.
Seeing that her mother was about to order another rice dumpling for her, Zhao Qinglan raised her hand to stop her.
"No, that's enough."
Mother Zhao nodded, "Okay, let's take these first. If there is not enough, add more. You are still growing, so you need to eat more."
The busy boss lady smiled and nodded, "Okay, you guys find a place to sit down first, we'll be there soon."
Zhao Qinglan raised her eyes and glanced into the store, then raised her hand to indicate, "Over there, by the window."
Zhao's mother looked up and walked over with her two children.
After sitting down, their breakfast orders were quickly served.
"Eat quickly..."
"You'll be late later."
"Well..."
After having breakfast, Mother Zhao watched her son and little daughter walk into school, and then walked towards the place where the tricycle was parked.
Driving away...
Class 2, Grade 3, this is the class Zhao Qinglan is studying in now.
As usual, the classroom was a little noisy.
Zhao Qinglan, she always likes peace.
It seems that skipping a grade will be put on the agenda.
Seeing her come in, the classroom instantly became quiet.
It's over, they haven't finished their homework yet.
Is it too late to make up for it now?
To these children, classmate Zhao is the devil.
Everyone's voices became quieter.
Zhao Qinglan said calmly: "Please hand in your weekend homework."
Zhao Qinglan is a study committee member and class representative. She usually helps teachers collect homework. Sometimes, when the teacher is too late, she will help with marking. In short, she is loved by all teachers.
Zhao Qinglan has always been someone else's child since he started school. He is a good student in the eyes of all teachers. He has perfect scores in Chinese and mathematics, and is ranked first in various grades. He has to be ranked first in the grade for a period of time every year, so that
Even the parents of the students know that there is a person like her.
Seeing her will make those parents want to take their children over and give them a beating. They are also children, how can other people's children be so good?