Lin Qinghan was very introverted, and Qu Mozang thought about things and didn't take the initiative to talk to each other, so the two walked quietly.

When he arrived at Lin Qinghan's house, the man in the back seat whispered, "I'm here."

Qu Mozhen hummed and stopped the car. After getting out of the car, Lin Qinghan dragged the strap of his schoolbag without moving, staring at the bottom of his feet.

Qu Mozhan looked at her clever appearance that waited for her parents to speak, and couldn't help but smile a little: "Why don't you go up here, why are you standing here stupidly?"

Lin Qinghan raised her head and her white face was stained red again, and she stammered: "Oh...I, I'll go up right away. You..."

Qu Mozhang looked up at this old town. The walls of the buildings outside were peeled off, and many houses were blackened and looked chaotic. Thinking of something, she asked Lin Qinghan: "Are your parents going home at this time?"

Lin Qinghan didn't expect her to ask this suddenly, and she was stunned for a moment before pursing her lips and whispering: "Mom is still at work, and I will be back later." After speaking, all the vitality she had just now seemed to be overwhelmed, and her head was lowered. There was no answer.

Only mother, without mentioning father, and the sadness in her eyes, Qu Mozhen probably understood that this person might really be Kong Yixiang's daughter, but she didn't need to poke the little girl's sore spots because of this doubt.

Qu Mozhan didn't want her to fall into this kind of depression, and started talking: "Then what do you do for dinner?"

Lin Qinghan looked up again: "I will do it myself."

"You know how to cook?" Qu Mozhen's eyes were surprised, but he quickly realized that Lin Qinghan must have taken on a lot of things early in this situation.

After chatting with her for a few words, Qu Mozhen was about to leave. After stepping on the bicycle, she turned her head and said seriously: "You are a little sleepy in the afternoon, and you will still have to rest for a while at noon, otherwise, some of the gains outweigh the gains."

Lin Qinghan didn't expect that she would have noticed this. She looked a little at a loss. She opened her mouth to say something and finally nodded obediently.

She watched Qu Mozhan ride her bicycle through the sunset from the shadows falling from the community, disappearing into her vision, and then silently turned around and went home.

Her family lives on the second floor and is a small rented house. However, there is a narrow and cramped kitchen in an area of ​​more than 20 square meters. There is a toilet with only a urinal next to it. There are two beds in the only room, one is the wooden bed left by the landlord, and the other is a single bed. .

She and her mother slept here, and Lin Qinghan's mother sometimes came back too late from night shifts, and was afraid of disturbing her to sleep and simply sleep separately.

Although the kitchen is shabby, it is very clean. There are chopping boards and kitchen knives on the chopping board, a few dishes, and an oiler with less than a quarter of the oil left. The gas stove has been used for many years, and the outer coating has peeled off, revealing rusty iron sheets. Lin Qinghan took a look in the kitchen, did not start cooking, but took the snakeskin woven bag and went out.

Lin Qinghan's mother works part-time in a luggage processing factory. She leaves early and returns late every day. Lin's mother is in poor health and has asthma, so the luggage factory refuses to let her become a regular worker. Due to a livelihood, she and the factory manager spent a long time getting the job, but they were only part-time workers, so there was no basic salary. When a good month was good, she barely had two thousand.

Lin Qinghan and her mother depended on each other since childhood, lacking a father role, she became sensitive and inferior, but also very obedient and sensible, so she always had to find something to do after school to help the family subsidize the family. But she is too young to have her part-time job in many places, so what she does most is picking up waste plastic bottles.

This place is close to the big market. As long as she is diligent, she can earn 20 to 30 yuan a week, which is enough for her own expenses in school. Recently, it was demolished and rebuilt. Many sacks and cement bags were discarded on the construction site. These are recyclable. The purchase station can go to two cents apiece. She has to hurry up, or she will be preempted.

When she came back from a search outside, it was already eight o'clock. After hurried home, she quickly washed her dirty hands and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Mom would come back for dinner at night.

She took out a handful of greens from the cupboard and prepared to fry some greens. The greens were not very fresh, a bit wilted, and the scattered leaves were cleaned up neatly. She cleaned the leaves one by one, and then skillfully Wash rice and stir fry, prepare for this simple dinner tonight.

Lin Qinghan set aside a portion of the food and covered it, and then began to take a shower and wash her clothes. It was almost 9:30 when she finished cleaning. Sitting in the room, she lay on a folding table and started to finish today's homework.

She didn't rest at noon, and after working so long in the evening, she started to lose energy again. The questions in the workbook were already a bit harder to do, so the efficiency was even lower.

Looking at the question that had been thinking for more than ten minutes, Lin Qinghan became more and more frustrated. She is now in an embarrassing position. Dedicating herself to studying means that her mother will work harder, but if this goes on, she can only be admitted to an ordinary high school. Staring at the full draft paper, she thought of Qu Mozhen. According to her grades, she would definitely go to Yanjing High School. The pen in her hand left a deep mark on the paper and made a muffled noise. It was as dull as her mood.

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye Qu Mo Zang ushered in her first weekend after returning to the third year of junior high school. She has been in class for four days as a junior high school student. In the past few days, she and Lin Qinghan have not met much, but they will inevitably send her home every night. Chen Yao and She Jiayi have become accustomed to her staying with Lin Qinghan after school, and occasionally they would take the initiative to say a few words when they met Lin Qinghan.

After that day, Qu Mozhang mentioned the duty to the squad leader's health committee. She made a duty schedule and arranged two people on duty every day, taking turns according to the student number.

Of course, some people will feel uncomfortable, especially those who sit in the back and often let Lin Qinghan take care of them and run errands to buy things. But now every day after school is over, Qu Mozhan will take Lin Qinghan away, and the rest is not on duty to directly pursue the responsibility on the duty schedule, and they can only do it honestly.

In addition to finishing school homework this week, Qu Mozhang was organizing notes at other times. She is a person who participated in the senior high school entrance examination. Although she could not remember the questions of the senior high school entrance examination for a long time, she still has some impressions about the type of investigation, especially the last two final questions. So I looked for the papers for the high school entrance examination and the adjustment test for the past six years, and made a summary of the mathematics, physics, chemistry papers, and the question types of analysis and investigation corresponding to the knowledge points. Usually, when you encounter similar problems, you will study in depth and summarize them into specific and feasible problem-solving steps.

At this time, cram schools are not so popular. Most public school teachers talk about topics. They rarely summarize these problem-solving routines, and more are for students to comprehend.

Now Qu Mozang looks at the exam questions, more from the perspective of an outsider, out of the limitations of thinking as a student, she sees the questions more clearly and profoundly.

At the weekend, Qu Mozhan didn't intend to relax completely. She had to organize a lot of things, plus she had been alive for so many years, and she was not a real child. Compared to having fun, she used to deal with work first.

After staying in the study all morning, Qu Mozhan was all sorting out the information, but Aunt Huang couldn’t stand it anymore, and she gave her a glass of milk: "Xiao Zang, don’t be too hard. It’s 11 o’clock. It’s time for you to finish your meal. I haven't rested now. Drink a glass of milk first, then go for a walk, don't always get bored in the room."

Aunt Huang was a little worried about her. In the past, Qu Mozhen rarely spent such a long time in her homework on weekends. She always finishes her homework early and then goes out on weekends. During this period of time, she obviously felt the changes in Qu Mozhen. In the past, when she talked to her, she was mostly cute and cute, and she loved to act like a baby. But these days, she has become less coquettish. When talking to her, she is gentle and polite. She will do many things independently, and can make up his mind. It looks like an adult.

This change is undoubtedly good, but Qu Mozhen seems to have grown up overnight, his words and deeds are like a calm and indifferent adult, the girl’s innocent smile has turned into that kind of faint smile, and Aunt Huang was worried.

Qu Mozang looked at the concern in this loving woman's eyes, her heart was warm, she obediently drank the milk and nodded honestly: "Okay Auntie Huang, I almost finished it. Don't be busy, take a break. Right."

Aunt Huang squinted and laughed: "Okay, I have finished cleaning, too. I won't bother you anymore. After finishing it, I will eat fruit. I bought your favorite red grape."

"Thank you Aunt Huang." Seeing the person with gray hair on the sideburns gently closed the door and went downstairs, Qu Moqi's eyes were painful. I only hope that Aunt Huang can be well in this life, and I won't be so suddenly...think of this. She frowned, it was time to persuade Aunt Huang to check her body, and pay attention to it early.

After taking a slight breath, Qu Mozang calmly finished sorting out the topic, then stood up and went downstairs. Aunt Huang washed the grapes, cut the apples, and was knitting on the sofa.

"Aunt Huang, didn't you let you rest? Why did you knit a sweater?"

Aunt Huang smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's almost winter. You always wear itchy sweaters you buy outside. Aunt Huang knits one for you. I learned the color specially. It is very beautiful and not worse than the outside."

Qu Mozhan touched the sweater, his eyes were a little sour: "This is too much trouble."

Aunt Huang shook his head: "You are so good, Aunt Huang doesn't have to worry about a lot of things. When I am idle, I just knit a sweater to pass the time. I take it slowly and don't bother."

Qu Mozhan did not persuade her any more, but told her not to take too long and hurt her eyes. Looking at the watch, it was almost half past eleven. Looking at the biscuits box empty on the coffee table, she remembered one thing and said, "Aunt Huang, I want to go to the snack shop on West Street."

Aunt Huang seemed to be used to it, and smiled kindly: "Are you greedy again?" After speaking, she looked at the biscuit box and nodded: "Go, pay attention to safety on the road. I'll make lunch for you later."

Qu Mozhe responded, pushing his bicycle out of the door. Before Qu's days, he was considered a well-off, and he basically had no worries about livelihood. After Qu's father started doing business, he was already considered rich and moved to this new community two years ago.

However, Qu Sheng is strict with Qu Mozhen and will not condone her to spend money arbitrarily, so basically it is not much different from a normal family. The only exception is to ask Aunt Huang to take care of her daily life. In other respects, Qu Mo has not been very extravagant. So at that time, Qu Mozang was like ordinary children, who liked to go to West Street to search for delicious snacks, and that dim sum shop was Qu Mozang's favorite. Although she hadn't been there for many years after moving away, she still has an impression now.

Riding in the car and spinning around the street according to the hazy memory in my mind, I haven't been here for many years. Some things are nowhere to be found in the memory, but when I saw it with my own eyes, the familiar feeling began to flow up.

Next to West Street is a farmer’s market. If you don’t choose a large supermarket, you will always come here for the fruits, vegetables, and fruits that the surrounding residents need. In my memory, Aunt Huang came here to buy vegetables. Although it is a farmer’s market, it is well planned and all kinds of dishes are arranged neatly.

But when all kinds of vegetables are put together, it is inevitable that although there are some flavors, Qu Mozhen doesn't like it very much, so he quickly rides through it. There are many old customers in that dim sum shop, and there are often long queues. Qu Mo Zang can't remember clearly, and he asked for directions to find a place.

Standing at the door of the store, she immediately smelled the familiar scent. Standing at the door, she looked at with a sigh for a moment. She quickly walked to line up, and finally bought some biscuits and a toast. Near noon, there are more and more people, and these things are freshly baked. The outer layer of the bread is baked so that it is crispy and slightly charred, and the light golden yellow is very beautiful, and it smells even more attractive.

Since growing up, Qu Mozhen has rarely had the opportunity to enjoy the food in this small shop in such a leisurely and simple manner. She eats a lot of toast, but it is not in this atmosphere anymore. She looked at the toasted golden and slightly charred bread and took a breath, her eyes filled with joy and satisfaction.

After buying things, she didn't stop much. She rode the bike and prepared to go back. She originally planned to bypass the farmer's market, but when she turned the corner, a figure caught her sight. She supported the bicycle with her feet, and fixed her eyes on a street vendor following the figure.

The girl was wearing a light blue coat with a neat ponytail and was talking to the aunt who sells vegetables. Not very far away, Qu Mozhen roughly heard what they were arguing about, and saw the girl's red ears from behind. She paused slightly. People have already passed by with their bicycles. Is Lin Qinghan in trouble?

The author has something to say: writing the role of Lin Qinghan is not entirely an exaggeration. When the author was in school, he also met many students who were struggling at home. It was really miserable. Our school has a window with only 1.5 meals, which is specially set by the school to take care of the bad conditions at home.

I have seen a few families in my memory. In the past few years, I was still poor and barely able to get enough food and clothing.

So Lin Qinghan is really a little bitter gourd now, crying.

Although Qu Mozhan's appearance is set in the novel, it is also the author's hope that those tragic people can be redeemed at that time. This is why in my settings, most of the protagonists play stunning performances, and I also prefer this type.