Chapter 9:

Because the school only started in September, they are still on the summer vacation. When Jiang Shen went back that night, after Tan Lingling opened the lunch box delivered by Li Zhuo, he only had a glance at his nose, and his eyes were red and he didn't speak.
It was a whole plate of white cooked chicken, Li Zhuo also carefully removed the chicken rack, leaving a note saying that no salt was put.
Jiang Shen's supper really ate two chicken thighs with extravagance, and the whole person was a little fluttering. After he had finished his meal, he went back to his room to press his feet, wondering how to ask Gou Mao to borrow a computer—because Qing Lingzi learned to paint, now only the brothers and sisters had notebooks in the whole town.
Jiang Shen straightened his legs and pressed his toes at once. He was very absent-minded. He excused himself from time to time and couldn't find satisfaction and foolproof. Jiang Shen sighed. He stretched out his legs, relaxed in a horizontal line, his upper body was close to the ground, and his back was resting on his chin.
"Hey!" Jiang Shen sighed again.
Tan Lingling knocked on his door outside: "Take a shower and go to bed early."
Jiang Shen agreed, and he stood up. Tan Lingling outside the door was holding her clothes. When he saw him coming out, he urged him to go to the bathroom: "Your dad is inside, wipe his back."
Jiang Luoshan did not take a bath with his son for a while. Jiang Shen smiled at him when he came in with a towel.
When Daddy sat on the small stool and turned his back to Jiang Shen, he asked, "Have you been white for a while?"
Jiang Shen glanced at his arm and wet the towel over Jiang Luoshan's shoulder: "The sun is shining, dad and I said that the girls in the dance room are all white."
"People are girls." Jiang Luoshan looked back and smiled, "Why are boys so white?"
Jiang Shen was quite naive: "It looks good. There is a boy next door who learns boxing. He looks very white and looks good."
Jiang Luoshan casually asked: "Are you making new friends?"
"We just said a few words..." Jiang Shen thought for a while. He put a little effort on his hand and rubbed Jiang Luoshan's waist. "Is this a friend?"
Jiang Luoshan was comfortably rubbed, squinting, and perfunctory humming, said: "Forget it, of course it's...for now, focus again."
The Palace of Culture practiced dancing every afternoon in the afternoon, but Jiang Shen didn’t dare to sleep late in the morning. He got up early to clean the chicken pen. Fortunately, Tony is now with a chicken, and the excrement is also pitiful.
As a chicken, Tony's work schedule was very healthy. He croaked at 5 o'clock, lit his throat for an hour, walked at 6 o'clock, had breakfast after half an hour, waited for Jiang Shen to come at 7 o'clock, and accompanied him to practice in the yard at 8 o'clock.
After Jiang Shen's basic practice for two hours, the dog hair next door also rose. Miao Huaer prepared breakfast for him, stuffed half of it, and left half of the dog hair in his hand when he was ready to eat.
Shu Bao was waiting for him in the yard, and when he saw people coming out, his hands were full of words, and he was speechless: "You can't eat it and come out again?"
The dog hair doesn't care: "So many, you are blind."
Of course, Shu Bao was not blind, but he was too lazy to look after him. The two went to Jiang Shen together. There was a chicken in front of the Jiang family. The dog hair refused to pass, and shouted: "Shen Zi!"
Jiang Shen said, "Hey," he came out with an egg cake in his mouth. He actually ate breakfast early, but he was hungry after training, so Tan Lingling branded him a solution.
Shu Bao beckoned at him: "Just eat so much?"
Jiang Shen went out of the yard and stopped the Tony chicken that was staring at him. Tony was obviously very upset and murmured twice to the dog hair.
"Drink porridge in the morning." Jiang Shen was quite honest in front of Shu Bao.
Shu Bao didn't speak, he poked the dog hair: "You give eggs and milk to Shen Zi."
Gou Mao questioned: "I don't want to eat?"
Shu Bao took two things directly and stuffed them into Jiang Shen's hands: "Aren't you just too much, just let Shen Zi eat it for you."
Dog hair: "..."
Jiang Shen got milk and eggs and did not know whether to eat or not. Dog hair waved and broke the jar and said: "Eat and eat."
Jiang Shen: "Will you return the eggs?"
Dog hair gritted his teeth fiercely: "Let you eat and eat!"
Shu Bao: "Eat, when you happen to be growing."
Gou Mao glared at him: "I also have a long body."
Shu Bao sneered and was very polite: "Come on your brain first."
The entertainment activities of the children in the country say that they are poor but they are rich. Let’s talk about it, but there are just a few things, such as picking eggs in spring and catching fish in summer, playing wheat in autumn and playing with snow in winter. There is nowhere to be a group of boys like wild dogs.
The Gou Mao family has the largest fishing ground in the town. His father Chen honest had to pass by early in the morning. When they arrived, they brought the tree treasure, and the fishing nets were almost ready.
Qing Lingzi sat barefoot on the edge of the fish pond and stood up when she saw Jiang Shen: "Shen Zi!"
Jiang Shen had no time to respond, and the dog hair had already rushed to the past: "Qinglingzi, you put on my shoes!"
Qing Lingzi puckered unhappy: "Who wears it in such a hot day?"
Dog hair doesn't listen to the reason: "Then you have to put it on me!"
Qing Lingzi is really annoying himself, this unlucky brother, and he hates his temper to do anything. He sat down with a dark face and a butt, and dog hair stooped down and took the shoes over to harden his sister's feet, Qing Ling Zi earned several times without breaking free.
"Don't move." The dog hair held her ankle. "The little girl's feet can't be cold, don't you understand?"
Qing Lingzi didn't have a good air: "You're my dad, verbose."
The dog hair put on her shoes and pulled the person up: "Far away from the water."
Shu Bao persuaded: "Yes, Qing Lingzi is rare, let people have fun."
Dog hair has nothing to be angry about: "Not your sister, not baby."
Shu Bao scolded: "Where am I no longer baby?" He looked at the little girl aside, "Qinglingzi, do you want to take you to swim?"
Qing Lingzi blushed, and just wanted to agree, he was dragged behind by his brother.
Gou Mao warned and pointed to Shubao: "Don't mess up, Shen Shubao, Hugh wants to take advantage of my sister!"
In the end, only Jiang Shen accompanied Qing Lingzi on the embankment. The little girl stared with resentment at the dog hair and tree treasure with the upper body light in the pond. The two did not know what fish to catch and shouted. You called me after me.
"Why don't you go down?" Qing Lingzi withdrew his gaze, and Ai Ai asked him.
Jiang Shen actually wants to play, but walking barefoot in the pond is easy to get injured. He remembers what Lin said, "You must take your toes". If you have a decree, you can't wait to copy it on your head.
Qing Lingzi sighed old and wrinkled his nose: "Dog hair is really annoying."
"None..." Jiang Shen thought about it and said good things for the dog hair. "He just gave me eggs and milk."
Qing Lingzi chuckled and teased him: "Talk to someone who gives you something to eat, Jiang Shen, why are you so coaxing?"
Of course, Jiang Shen didn't think he was so coaxing, but Qing Lingzi couldn't refute the reasons he said. In the end, he could only comfort himself with "people take food as heaven".
When it was almost noon, Shu Bao and Gou Mao obviously hadn't played enough to go ashore. Jiang Shen couldn't wait and stood up and said to Qing Lingzi: "I'll go back first. You can help me tell your brother."
Qing Lingzi nodded, looking like everything: "Are you going to dance at the Palace of Culture?"
Jiang was dumbfounded and stammered: "You, how do you know?"
Qing Lingzi took it for granted: "My mom told me." She glanced at Jiang Shen and smiled, "Relax, I won't tell others."
Jiang Shen wasn't very embarrassed: "It's not..." After half of the words, he looked around like he was guilty, lowered his voice and emphasized again, "Don't say it."
Qing Lingzi was dying with laughter: "Really, my brother's five big and three big ones, what does he know."
Jiang Shen ran through the countryside, and the rice in the field grew happily, reaching the waist. Jiang Shen jumped over the canal beside the ridge and opened his arms. The tip of the rice gently slid across his palm. .
Tan Lingling took his shoes and rode his bike to the asphalt road to bring him, Lao Yuan shouted there: "Run slow! Be careful!"
The summer sunshine looks like a satin-shaped piece, they tilt their heads and cover it with wild herbs.
The hot wind on the ridge blasted Jiang Shen’s Liu Haier. He grinned, his arms spread out, and jumped in front of Tan Lingling with a simple basic Paschasse (Paschasse). In the end, he even turned a circle. Salute at the waist.
"..." Tan Lingling threw him with his shoes, "Xiu died to you, see what you can."
Jiang Shen laughed. He hung his shoes around his neck and prepared to run to wait for the bus. Tan Lingling stopped him again and handed over the lunch box: "Here is this."
Jiang Shen took it, shook it, and heard the voice of "Wheel": "What?"
Tan Lingling: "Just save two eggs, just two eggs."
When Jiang Shen rushed to the dance room, the girls hadn't all arrived yet. Teacher Lin was helping Song Xin to press his legs. When he saw him, he beckoned: "Come?"
Jiang Shen sat directly on the ground and changed his shoes: "Come on." He looked down at Song Xin. The girl split her legs across her legs, supporting her chin with an unhappy expression, and glanced at him weakly.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Shen sat beside her.
Song Xin: "Trouble, quarrel with parents."
Jiang Shen asked: "What's the noise?"
Song Xin said: "I'm going to start the second day of school. I have to take a cultural class. I said I want to dance, and they are not happy." She snorted, "I'm not happy yet."
She looked at Jiang Shen: "What grade do you start school?"
Jiang Shen: "I am in the third grade."
Song Xin sighed and was envious: "Then you can practice for three more years, how good it is."
"Can't you practice when you're in junior high school?" Jiang Shen puzzled. "Aren't you still continuing to jump, so good?"
Song Xin smiled, she was actually twelve or three years old, but she smiled like an adult.
"You don't understand." Song Xin said, she thought for a while, and she seemed to find that she couldn't explain clearly, so she had to pretend to be old-fashioned. "You will understand later."
There are many basic movements in ballet. Jiang Shen learns to take notes while learning. Words that he can't write are replaced with transliteration, and then he will memorize slowly. Teacher Lin knows his habit, so he speaks slowly, and most of the girls who are familiar with him will also help him review, so that half of the guests come to Jiangshen for three to four times the amount of exercise.
He was sweating a lot, not to mention tiredness. The young boy at this age was also particularly hungry. During the rest period, Jiang Shen secretly went out to prepare the eggs he brought.
Sitting in the corridor peeling the eggshell, the boxing room door opposite opened again.
Bai Jin messed with his hair and walked out in full steam.
Jiang Shen peeled the eggshell in half, raised his head, and looked at him slightly with his mouth open.
"..." Bai Jin, an idol, began to sort out his hair with a heavy burden. He walked over and sat on the edge of Jiang Shen.
"What are you eating?" he asked.
Jiang Shen continued to finish the work of peeling the eggshell in his hand, grinning at him and smiling: "Eating eggs."
Bai Jin sighed "Oh" and watched him peel the eggshell.
Jiang Shen slowly peeled off one of them, somehow, even the ghost thought of Jiang Luoshan's phrase "Of course counted as a friend", hesitated for a while, and asked politely: "Do you want to eat?"
Bai Jin raised his eyebrows and was silent for a while, then concisely said: "Yes."
"..." Jiang Shen really handed him the egg with heartache.
Bai Jin disappeared in a bit or two, but wiped his mouth in the end, and was a bit disgusted: "What kind of egg are you? Why is it so small?"
Jiang Shen's face was stretched and he didn't want to talk to him. He silently hid another egg in the lunch box behind his back.