Chapter 89:

Junior high school uniforms are similar, all of which are wide and loose sportswear styles.
A white T-shirt with black stripes, the school emblem is still embroidered on the chest, and the school motto is written underneath. A pair of black pants, simple and generous.
Ye Jiajia kid...No, I can't call it a kid now. The parents are older.
When Ye Jiajia got the school uniform, he immediately complained to Jiang Xiaoman.
She said: "The clothes are so wide and the pants are so big, they can fit two of me! It's not good-looking at all! I don't like it. I can't show my legs. How hot."
Jiang Xiaoman really liked it.
Because it is convenient, and can run faster. There is no need to change clothes to fight!
Jiang Xiaoman comforted her and said, "It's pretty, don't you always envy my practice clothes? It's the same color as my practice clothes, they look pretty."
"But..." Ye Jiajia was silent for a while, nodded, pretending to be persuaded, "Okay."
Anyway, everyone wears the same clothes, and she is not alone in being ugly. Thinking of this, I feel a lot more balanced.
But she envied Jiang Xiaoman, because Jiang Xiaoman was calm and thoughtful no matter what happened.
Jiang Xiaoman asked casually, "Don't you need to be with your little brother at home?"
Ye Jiajia got angry when he mentioned this.
The little brother is stupid.
I can't make milk by myself, and I can't wear clothes by myself. Not only can't help her with homework, but in turn, let her help with homework!
Ye Jiajia angrily said, "He is in elementary school now, so I don’t need to watch it. Ah, ah, stupid, stupid, how can I have such a stupid brother. My dad asked me to help him with homework. Me!"
Jiang Xiaoman glanced at her, "What's the matter?"
"11=3, 24=5, 33=8..." Ye Jiajia muttered, "Why can't I even do such a simple question? Why? I feel that my life span is about to be halved, and I have no hope. Yes. Every day tutoring homework, you have to live half a year less."
"Let's open it up." Jiang Xiaoman patted her on the shoulder, and comforted: "You were almost like this before."
"..."
Ye Jiajia stopped talking.
I swallowed everything I wanted to say, and sat blankly, eyes blank.
Why does Jiang Xiaoman remember even this kind of thing? why?
It would be great if Jiang Xiaoman was her younger sister. In this way, counseling would eliminate the need for high air pressure, dizziness, and fainting at any time.
After a pause, Ye Jiajia said again, "Xiaoman, my hair is growing. Do you want to cut your hair with me?"
Ever since her mother didn't pigtail Ye Jiajia, Ye Jiajia had a thought of breaking the jar. Dad combed it so ugly, she didn't let him comb it at all, she did it herself.
The consequence of tossing yourself is that the more you toss, the more you have a heart to develop towards Sister Cool.
She didn't admit that she still missed Jiang Xiaoman's colorful dirty braids.
Jiang Xiaoman did not immediately agree, but took out his calendar and said, "Let me first see what day it is and if there are any taboos."
"..."
Ye Jiajia was waiting for her.
When Jiang Xiaoman finally determined that today is not a special day, even if it is to cut his hair, there will be no consequences of being beaten, and then he agreed to go out with Ye Jiajia.
When the two walked out of the courtyard and passed by the next door, they happened to ran into Yu Qingshi.
He was holding Miaomiao in the sun, sitting on a rock and said nothing. It's just a pair of eyes, staring at Jiang Xiaoman for a while, still lingering.
Jiang Xiaoman glanced at him, then with Ye Jiajia, and then used her powerful translation function to send a sincere invitation to Yu Qingshi: "We are going to go shopping now to buy clothes, cut our hair and eat, do you want to come together? ?"
Yu Qingshi immediately stood up and let go of Miaomiao.
"I go.
"He will definitely not go."
Ye Jiajia waved his hand with a look of disgust: "Xiaoman, we are grown-ups now. These little boys don't like to play with us anymore. I made an appointment with Zhang Xinhua, and he ignored me and scolded my little girl. What about the film! Pooh! Who loves to play with them?"
Jiang Xiaoman thought for a while, and felt for a while.
She had visited the junior high school campus before and found that it was indeed not the little boy and the little girl who were playing together. Everyone is generally very clear, and when walking on the road, they all want to draw a 38-line to draw a clear line.
In this way, it seems that after entering junior high school, you can't play happily together as before.
Jiang Xiaoman blinked, feeling that the boy's mind was too elusive.
But she still respects it.
"Then are you coming?" Jiang Xiaoman asked Yu Qingshi again.
Yu Qingshi turned around lightly, and said lightly, "No, I still have things to do."
Only Jiang Xiaoman was left with a cool back.
Jiang Xiaoman sighed, thinking that the boy was really as awkward as Ye Jiajia said.
Don't go if you don't go, she will go with Ye Jiajia.
So the two little sisters went out together hand in hand.
Yu Qingshi... Yu Qingshi looked at the window on the second floor in Bala and watched them go away.
Zhang Xinhua, this fool!
so stupid!
Yu Qingshi held Miaomiao in his arms and said softly, "Miaomiao, let's do our homework together."
Miao Miao doesn't want to do homework, Miao Miao just wants to sleep.
Since you can't sleep well, go find Xiangxiang and play.
Miaomiao slipped away.
Yu Qingshi stayed alone in the empty room, in a daze.
After thinking about it, I think it's better to read books and do homework.
But it's too bad to think about it.
Is it an offer of Zhang Xinhua?
No, no need.
Let's do homework.
On the day of the school report, Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi went out together.
They didn't need adults to pick them up a long time ago.
The two children played well and kept company with each other. Such a big person no longer needs anyone to watch.
Of course, this is also related to Jiang Xiaoman's increasing force value.
On the way, Jiang Xiaoman asked Yu Qingshi: "When I went out, I saw my grandma stopped you, as if I had given you something."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qingshi silently took out two things from his schoolbag.
One green onion and one water chestnut.
"Your grandmother said that junior high school tasks are heavy and you have to bring more to deal with it."
Yu Qingshi is now able to cope very well.
He knows what to do with these things.
I was afraid that if Jiang Xiaoman brought so much, Zhang Xinhua might not be able to finish it all by himself.
Does he want to eat along?
It seems... not really.
Yu Qingshi began to regret not bringing some dipping sauce.
At least you don't need to eat green onions.
No matter what, Jiang Xiaoman also silently took out two things from his schoolbag.
Not green onions and water chestnuts, but a red apple, and a handful of...celery.
When Yu Qing saw celery, his brow frowned.
"My grandma said, I brought too much green onions and water chestnuts, and now I am too smart and not good, so I brought me apples and celery. Celery makes me work hard, and apples make me calm. An An." Jiang Xiaoman was talking, and started to have a headache.
Yu Qingshi said: "I understand."
"Huh?" What do you understand.
"Beat the celery into juice."
"..." Jiang Xiaoman looked confused: "Why?"
"Didn't you treat me that way before?"
"..."
Jiang Xiaoman thought about it for a while and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'd better save the celery and fry a dish, remember to come and eat with me tonight."
I didn't understand before, she seemed too bad for Yu Qingshi.
After learning from it, Jiang Xiaoman said: "In this case, I will help you eliminate it this time."
After speaking, he took the water chestnut in his hand and started eating.
After a few clicks, it's finished.
Jiang Xiaoman said, "Is it interesting?"
"...?" Where's the green onions?
Yu Qingshi glanced at the green onions in his hand, and suddenly felt that he could take it home and fry a plate of green onions and celery.
It seems good too.
It's just that this handful of green onions could not be saved until the evening to go home, because they were wiped out at school.
Zhang Xinhua came earlier than them, and when he saw Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi entering the school one after another, he immediately shouted, "I am here!"
Although Yu Qingshi wanted to pretend not to see him, and wanted to pretend not to know him, Jiang Xiaoman had already greeted Zhang Xinhua happily, and he could only follow.
Zhang Xinhua exaggerated "Wow" and then started blowing rainbow farts to Jiang Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, I haven't seen you in a few days, you seem to be taller and more beautiful than before!"
This is his golden thigh! Must hold tight! Otherwise, I won’t have to copy my homework.
Jiang Xiaoman was embarrassed and patted his cheek, "Thank you, I'm sorry."
Zhang Xinhua wanted to continue boasting, and suddenly a handful of green onions came across.
Zhang Xinhua was taken aback for a moment, then, with a sneer, glanced at Yu Qingshi who was silent, patted his chest and said: "I knew it, you must have brought me green onions again!"
Yu Qingshi still said nothing.
"Come on! Small meaning!" Zhang Xinhua patted his chest, and said with great air: "I have brought a bun with green onions!"
With that said, he really took out two steamed buns from the bag.
Obviously came prepared.
Zhang Xinhua broke open the big steamed bun, sandwiched the green onions, clicked a few times, and finished eating.
Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi looked at each other with the same surprise.
This is... too enlightened!
Jiang Xiaoman thought for a while, took out the celery and handed it to Zhang Xinhua: "Try this?"
Zhang Xinhua is really delicious.
He eats everything, almost like Miao Miao. Raw green onions can be eaten so happily, maybe raw celery can also do it?
After all, there are some things that some people don't like to eat, and some people like to eat them.
Jiang Xiaoman doesn't like to eat bitter gourd. Every time there is bitter gourd on the table, he must have a bitter face. But grandma and uncle always praised it as good, and it tasted good.
What's good, it's obviously very bitter!
Zhang Xinhua was eating happily, when he saw a handful of green onions, thought it was still a green onion, took it, casually clicked, took a few bites.
The celery juice fainted in the mouth, and the mouth was full of the smell of raw celery... it spread...
Zhang Xinhua's face became constipated, and his facial features became savage.
He immediately ran to the trash can, "Bah, baah," a few times, and vomited everything in his mouth clean, his face turned green.
Jiang Xiaoman was upset, handed him a bottle of water and asked him to rinse his mouth.
Zhang Xinhua just thanked him, and Yu Qingshi suddenly said: "Is it celery juice?"
! ! !
Mom, help! !
"No!! It's mineral water!!"