Chapter 11: 011: Do you think you are big?

Jiang Ling knew that when he returned home, the sky was completely dark.
The marshmallows have already been eaten, and the bamboo sticks have been destroyed. If her mother knew that she was eating junk food outside, it would inevitably be another nagging meal.
I opened the door with the key, and the whole living room was bright and spacious.
Jiang Lingzhi changed his shoes at the entrance and walked in with a schoolbag.
Hearing the movement, Lu Yuping got up and walked over from the living room, and pointed to the pendulum on the wall: "Knowledge, why is it so late today, you can see for yourself, what time is this?"
School is over at 5:20, and it is already half past seven now.
Jiang Lingzhi rubbed it over and shook Lu Yuping's arm: "Mom, I accidentally sat and stood. I walked a long way."
She hasn't bothered adults since she was a child. As long as she acted like a baby, Lu Yuping couldn't help her. Her voice softened: "Didn't you let you take a taxi? You kid, go wash your hands and eat."
"Oh." Jiang Ling knew, put down his schoolbag and entered the bathroom.
After washing his hands and coming out, Jiang Lingzhi sat down at the dining table, wiped his hands with a paper towel, and asked in the direction of the kitchen: "Where is Dad?"
Today, the house seems to be extremely quiet. The TV in the living room is still playing, making a slight noise, making it more quiet.
Lu Yuping put the food on the table: "Your dad has been busy lately. During this time, he can't pick you up after school. Please pay attention to yourself. Just a few days after the car is repaired, Uncle Chen can pick you up."
Jiang Lingzhi nodded, thought about it, and tentatively discussed: "Mom, I think I can go home alone in the future."
Lu Yuping didn't even think about rejecting it directly: "How can it be, how unsafe it is to go home alone! Haven't you seen those reports on the news?"
"Those traffickers, punks, like to pick the female students who are alone!"
Jiang Ling knew: "..."
Lost in the first round.
Jiang Ling knew that his fingertips tapped on the glass, trying to make the last effort: "But my classmates also go home by themselves. You can't always treat me like a child, and I go home by myself these days. Well..."
Lu Yuping held the rag in her hand, leaned half of her body and glanced at her from the kitchen: "You are sixteen years old, do you think you are very old? Besides, what time did you get home today?"
"..."
Jiang Ling knew nothing to say.
In the second round, a disastrous defeat.
The uprising failed, and she could no longer be interested in speaking.
After dinner, Jiang Ling felt listlessly twisting his schoolbag and walked upstairs: "Mom, I went back to my room to do my homework."
Lu Yuping urged her to clean up the dining table: "Remember to practice piano. It's about to play. You can't take it lightly at this time."
"Know it."
Back in the room, Jiang Lingzhi took a shower and changed into clean house clothes, sat in front of the piano, and started daily basic skills practice.
It was nearly ten o'clock after an hour of piano practice, and there was pitch black outside the window, accompanied by the sound of insects in the summer night.
Jiang Lingzhi rubbed his eyes, sat at the desk, took out the test papers from his schoolbag and started to do his homework.
There are three subjects other than mathematics, each with one test paper, and various review questions.
After finishing all the test papers, it was past early morning.
Jiang Lingzhi checked again and confirmed that there were no omissions. Then he took the things back into his schoolbag and rubbed his sore wrists to go to sleep.
She lay down on the bed and turned off the bedside lamp, so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. Suddenly thinking of something, she turned on the bedside lamp again.