Restart the Flying Age

As soon as Sanshi Ziheng left, the iron triangle of Xiaojiang and Heidan suddenly fell apart.

It's easy to play together in childhood, and Xiao Jiang and Heidan couldn't accept it with such a sudden departure.

The two children are sitting under the steps, holding their chins in both hands, seeming to be melancholy.

"Now you can understand how I felt when my mother left, right?" The black egg's tone was far more mature than Xiao Jiang.

Xiao Jiang Weng grumbled angrily, then turned around and asked: "Did you say we bullied Shi Ziheng too much in the past? Will he stop coming and ignore us?"

"Brother Xintao about this matter, I believe he will come back."

The old man is not much better.

The two nephews walked like this, separated by a strait, and gave birth to the feeling of being separated from each other.

So he stayed in the room all day long, trapped in a wicker chair, not thinking about food and tea, and thinking about it was not for him.

At dinner, the family was sitting in the east room, but the old man did not come to eat.

Zhang Huilan allocated the hot meals and kicked Wu Binghua and said, "Don't eat it, send it to Dad, and persuade me by the way."

Wu Binghua placed his chopsticks and said: "I persuaded it, it's useless. According to my opinion, it will be fine in two days. With so many things in the construction team, I have been busy for a day and I am tired, so I am not in the mood to persuade him."

Although there are still a few days before the new year and the Spring Festival is not over yet, the strong laborers in the countryside have already begun to look for a year's livelihood.

The construction team is hiring people, and the project on the small commodity market is also being contacted. With all the details, Wu Binghua is indeed a little hectic.

"I'm so old, what can I do without eating?" Zhang Huilan was in a dilemma.

Seeing this, Wu Tao stood up and said, "I'll go."

Carrying hot meals and dishes, he came to the Westinghouse in the main house. The old man didn't even turn on the light, and he sat in the dark night, which really made people feel uneasy.

With a clatter and the lights were turned on, Wu Tao put the food on the small table in front of the old man, and sat down with a stool.

"Grandpa, it's dinner. My mother's vegetable **** are not bad tonight. Can you try?"

The old man waved his hand and said: "You take it back, I have no appetite."

"Grandpa, what's the matter, tell me!"

The old man sighed and said: "You said your uncle and second uncle can come back? Next time I see them, I don't know when it will be, my old bone, one day will be lost..."

Wu Tao slapped his legs and said: "Grandpa, at this point, you are really no different from Xiaojiang's black eggs. Do you still need to talk about this? The uncle and the second uncle will definitely come back, and you will have to return if you don't get to Qingming. Do the math, today is February 28, and it’s only thirty-five or six days before the Ching Ming Festival!"

The old man's eyes lit up and he murmured: "It's not a long time..."

"Moreover, this time they plan to come back to invest, you saw it too. Maybe they will come back sooner!"

"Is it really worthwhile to invest?" The old man asked, raising his heart.

Wu Tao said with a grimace: "Of course, unless they don't want to make money anymore."

"...So, there are so many opportunities to see them in the future. You have to take care of your body and be strong..."

"When you say that, I'm really hungry." The old man stood up and said: "Go, go to the east room to eat."

During the last few days of the winter vacation, Wu Tao stayed at home.

Watching the vines on the grape racks have sprouts, the strawberries covered with the film under the racks bear fruit, and within half a month, the first batch of strawberries should be ripe.

Another spring came.

The old man's heart settled, and the man regained his former strong and strong shape. He hummed in the yard all day, exhaling, fiddling with various movements.

He even led Xiao Jiang and Hei Dan in the back while learning and laughing.

The next day came March 1, the twelfth of the first month. The spring school day of Beijiang Middle School.

When Wu Tao carried An Rong to the school, the campus that had been silent for a long time was full of voices and a lively scene.

The early students in each class are cleaned in an orderly manner under the organization of the head teacher and the class leader.

Lu Wei had been here long ago, standing at the door of the classroom with his right hand akimbo, holding his heavy hair, directing this and that from time to time.

Just after a winter vacation, the body shape seems to have developed a lot horizontally.

In middle age, this body always retreats if it does not advance.

Seeing Wu Tao's arrival, Lu Wei also unceremoniously ordered: "Wu Tao, take a bucket of water and clean the blackboard."

Wu Tao nodded in response. Since he is a student, he has to do some student affairs.

It's just that I haven't worked for a while, and when I stretched out my hand, I was really uncomfortable.

Borrowed a red plastic bucket from the student in the dormitory, swayed a bucket of water, stood in front of the blackboard, took up a rag, and spilled cold water on the blackboard.

This accidentally splashed himself wet, quite embarrassed.

"Leave me here!" At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

Looking back, Zhao Li rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white wrists, her pretty face was always sunny and coquettish.

"That's not okay, I'm a boy, how can I let girls help me? Let other classmates laugh for nothing..." When Wu Tao saw Zhao Li like this, it seemed that something happened and didn't leave too much shadow on her.

When I was happy, the cold water was not so cold, and the movements on my hands were much quicker.

Zhao Li's hands were akimbo and said: "I'm willing to help you, who dares to laugh?" They grabbed a handful of melon seeds from their pockets and stuffed them into Wu Tao's pocket, pointing to the side and said: "I'll just stay there. It's finished."

With that said, I put on the colorful flower sleeves, wrung out the rag, and wiped it along the blackboard from top to bottom, from left to right, without pulling it.

Wu Tao knocked the melon seeds, stood aside and took a look, his eyes lit up.

It's only been a month since Zhao Li's height has jumped a lot. At least wipe the blackboard up to the top edge without the slightest pressure.

At the same time, the whole person has regained his former cheerfulness and optimism, not to mention, but also precipitated a lot of valuable temperament, such as diligence and restraint, knowing that it hurts people.

Yang Zili hummed and swept the floor. When he reached Wu Tao's feet, he straightened his waist, leaning on the broom, and facing Sun Xiaoyu, who was standing outside the door and covering his nose and mouth, and said, "Student Xiaoyu, you are studying. Zhao Li, a helpful spirit."

"...Furthermore~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Teacher Lu arranged for us to scan this place together. Don't say you scan half of it, at least you scan a third, right? In the end, you didn't scan it. Let me do it all..."

Sun Xiaoyu disdainfully said: "Yang Zili, I am here to give you a chance to exercise. Besides, I didn't see the jealous eyes of all the boys in the class, did they all fall on Wu Tao? It's you, can you bear it?"

Yang Zili glanced back, as expected.

At that time, the cold light that came from time to time, if it turned into a blade, Wu Tao would have died a thousand or eight times earlier.

Yang Zili couldn't help but shudder, and dared to let Zhao Li, the top class flower, help him work under the public. I'm afraid Wu Tao is the only one.

Then I thought, "No, Sun Xiaoyu, you are not Zhao Li, you help me with work, no one will be jealous, right?"

"The surname is Yang, what do you mean..." Sun Xiaoyu stared, and Hedong Lion roared.

Yang Zili hurriedly begged for mercy, "It's okay, when I didn't say anything, I will sweep this place alone, okay?"