Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

Kuotai immediately became anxious and slapped the door vigorously, "Tingting, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom, Tingting..."

Hao Xin and Director Liu also looked at each other uneasily, and then Director Liu slammed the door open and the three of them rushed in.

Yuan Ting was sitting next to the bed. He raised his arms, blood was flowing from his arms, his face was pale with fright, he was screaming and crying with his eyes closed, and his whole body was immersed in fear.

Kuotai was also frightened. She stood stiffly at the door, her soles as if glue were stuck on her feet. She didn't dare to take a step forward. Her body kept shaking and she murmured to herself: "Tingting, my Tingting..."

Hao Xin stepped forward, grabbed Yuan Ting's arm, and said to Director Liu on the side: "Bring me the medical kit."

Director Liu turned around and asked Kuotai where the medicine box was. Kuotai could only point in one direction.

Hao Xin checked the wound and felt a little more relaxed: "Fortunately, he is also afraid of death, so he is not ruthless. The wound is very shallow, so it should be fine."

The director brought the medical kit, and Hao Xin skillfully helped him treat the wound before looking up at him: "Since you are so afraid of death, don't do such stupid things next time."

Yuan Ting was already frightened and could only nod blankly. Only then did Kuotai dare to step in, but still asked uneasily: "Is everything really okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Hao Xin placed the medicine and gauze on the top layer: "Don't worry, the problem is not serious, no muscles or bones are injured. Be careful not to get water on the wound. Change his dressing every day and he will be fine soon."

After saying that, she looked at Yuan Ting again: "Are you Yuan Ting?"

Yuan Ting lowered his head in embarrassment and murmured softly.

Hao Xin raised his head: "A manly man, keep your head high and your chest high, isn't it embarrassing to act like a little daughter-in-law?"

"I, I..." Yuan Ting did not dare to look at Hao Xin, and her whole face was as red as an apple.

"What am I? You will die for the smallest thing, and you will die if you don't fulfill your filial piety. Let's not talk about whether you are worthy of your parents' upbringing, but are you worthy of the food you have eaten for more than ten years?"

Yuan Ting chuckled, and his mood eased a lot, "Are there any people as comforting as you?"

Hao Xin rolled her eyes at him: "Comfort? Who comforted you? If it wasn't in front of your mother and Director Liu, I would definitely beat you up. I don't want to live, and you want to drag me down, why are you so unreasonable!"

Yuan Ting could tell that although Hao Xin said this, he didn't really blame him, and immediately said: "Thank you."

Hao Xin turned around and saw Kuotai looking at them, so he said: "Auntie, you and Director Liu can go out for a while, and I will have a few words with him."

***

Hao Xin walked to the door of his house and saw Shang Siyi standing at the door: "Why are you here?"

Shang Siyi was carrying a heavy bag: "Xia Tian only helped you get your schoolbag back, I forgot about this."

"Oh." Hao Xin took the bag, "Thank you, I even made you make a trip."

Shang Siyi glanced at the door: "What's the matter? Xia Tian has moved in, and you don't even let me go in and sit down?"

"No way! Come in." Hao Xin opened the door and let Shang Siyi into the yard.

"You're back? I cooked some noodles." Xia Tian heard the door open and came out with a smile. When he saw Shang Siyi next to Hao Xin, his face darkened: "Why are you here too?"

Hao Xin patted Xia Tian on the arm: "What are you talking about? We are all classmates, don't be so mean to him all the time, and he is my friend, and he is also my guest when he comes, so be polite to me."

Xia Tian responded inconsistently, turned around and entered the house. Before he could even take a step forward, he turned around and added: "By the way, I just cooked two bowls of noodles, not yours."

After saying that, Xia Tian strode into the house, obviously still not welcoming Shang Siyi.

Hao Xin smiled and turned to the kitchen: "It's okay, I'll cook you another bowl."

When she turned around, Shang Siyi saw a little blood on the sleeves of Hao Xin's clothes and grabbed her: "What? Are you injured?"

Hao Xin looked down and said, "Oh, it's okay, this is not my blood."

Shang Siyi was still uneasy and asked: "Whose is it?"

"Just, that..." Hao Xin just started to speak, swallowing the story of Yuan Ting's suicide, and then said: "Yuan Ting's mother insisted on killing a chicken and invited me to dinner. It was just the chicken blood splashed on it.

"

Hao Xin did not deliberately hide it from Shang Siyi, but this matter was Yuan Ting's private matter after all, and she had no right to tell others.

"Then you've finished eating?" Obviously Shang Siyi didn't believe it.

"No, you also know that I don't like to take advantage of others. I take advantage of others' shortcomings and take advantage of others' shortcomings. I still rely on my own family to make a living."

This is the truth. Shang Siyi nodded: "So, you have eaten so many meals at my house, and you are being short-tempered to me?"

Shang Siyi pointed his index finger on his lips. It was such a small movement, and Hao Xin actually made his heart skip a beat.

Why is this monster's lip shape so beautiful, and every little move is so seductive.

Hao Xin hurriedly turned around to cover up his discomfort, "Okay, I'll cook some noodles for you. My noodles will become lumpy after a while."

Shang Siyi held Hao Xin's sleeve hand but refused to let go: "What? You can't give me the noodles cooked in the summer?"

"No, it's just..." Hao Xin leaned close to Shang Siyi and whispered: "The noodles he cooked are not very delicious."

Shang Siyi smiled when he heard this and let go of Hao Xin, "Okay, I'll eat the noodles you cooked."

The three of them finished their meal quietly. Hao Xin took the bag and handed it to Xia Tian: "Here, all the knowledge points from the first year of junior high school to high school are here. You can slowly make up for the previous ones. Don't be in a hurry with new knowledge."

Xia Tian took out each book one by one and piled it into a thick pile, "So many?"

Hao Xin rolled her eyes at him: "Here are all the subjects. There aren't too many. I've looked at them and they are all simplified and focused."

"Where did you get it?"

Hao Xin glanced at Shang Siyi and said casually: "That's it, I asked a senior senior in high school. In order to prepare for the college entrance examination, he asked teachers of various subjects for it."

"Oh my god, this senior is so awesome that even junior high school students are asking for him. Huh? That's not right. He is taking the college entrance examination. Why does he want junior high school students?"

"That's it, give it to his sister, who happens to be taking the high school entrance exam this year."

"Oh, no wonder!"

Shang Siyi watched Hao Xin lie to Xia Tian, ​​and felt inexplicably happy. It seemed that he was the only one who knew her "little secret".

He already knew that Hao Xin was Lai Jingcheng's apprentice. He also knew that he would go to Lai Jingcheng's place to practice calligraphy at noon every day. She came back in the afternoon with this bag. Obviously Lai Jingcheng got these for her.

It is too easy for a principal to obtain a summary of knowledge points for each grade.

"Okay, you guys can do your homework, I'm going back."

"Okay, walk slowly." Hao Xin said carelessly.

Shang Siyi suddenly frowned: "Aren't you going to send it to me?"

"I..." Hao Xin really wanted to say that it would be unnecessary for me to send you a girl, and then you send me back again, but he swallowed the words as he spoke: "Okay, I'll send it to you."

After the two of them went out, Shang Siyi asked straight to the point: "What are you thinking about?"