As usual, Dongzhi parked his bicycle at the entrance of the convenience store, gently shook his schoolbag and headed towards the school gate. The schoolbag on his shoulder was not too heavy. He had to attend classes six days a week and had only one day off. The students usually brought home a few books to read or exercise books to do, and no one moved the hills on the desks home.

Among the people who were walking with him, someone found Dongzhi and looked at her from time to time.

When we arrived in the class, a small half of us had already arrived.

Dongzhi stepped into the classroom.

Those who don’t like to take care of nothingness will continue to do their own things at a glance. They are not too interested in any of the classmates who come in. Those who are devoted to studying and turn a blind eye to things outside the window have long started to recite the letter silently, not even raising their heads and not caring about anything else.

In addition, there are also people who frequently look at Dongzhi.

People arrived one after another, Miao Jing was earlier, and Wen Cen was always late.

All the homework and notes should be handed over, Miao Jing leaned forward and poked her arm, "Dongzhi."

"Hmm?" Dong Zhi just opened the book and turned around.

"You know, many people are chatting. Someone posted the post as soon as the school post ended yesterday afternoon." Miao Jing said, "The story of you taking the first place in the violin competition has spread all over! Are you happy?"

Dongzhi said: "Happy."

Miao Jing was happier than her and was confused, "You are so amazing Dongzhi, hehe."

Dongzhi pursed his lips and smiled, saying, "Well. I'm a little bit powerful."

There is no overly modest or stingy. When facing things you like from the bottom of your heart, this time, you have a generous and honest attitude.

...

In the last afternoon, Class 13 and Class 2 were both physical education classes.

This week is not on duty for Dongzhi's group. After running around and doing exercises, the physical education teacher blew the whistle, everyone disbanded and had their own activities.

Dongzhi was held by Miao Jing and walked around the runway beside the turf.

Not far away, the boys were playing basketball on the playground. In the middle of winter, they were so hot that they took off their coats. If they were not afraid of the cold, they would wear short-sleeved clothes.

Miao Jing shook, "It looks cold."

Dongzhi looked at her gaze and smiled, "If you don't look cold, don't you."

"I accidentally caught a glimpse." Miao Jing said, "Hey, is Wen Cen here too?"

Dongzhi had good eyesight, but he had a little distance. He narrowed his eyes, "Well, it's there."

"He was so happy yesterday." Miao Jing said, "We were all applauding when you stepped down. I wanted to talk to him. After calling him a few words, he heard it. When he turned his head, he almost scared me to death. The first time I saw him laughing so happily!"

"That's it?" Dong Zhi was stunned and smiled.

The boys on the court were very interested. When they saw Wen Cen's back from afar, he was running hard in it like a gust of hot wind.

Miao Jing did not have the interest in watching boys play basketball, and continued walking with Dongzhi's hand.

In a clean turf, small groups of girls sat around and chatted and played, and there were obviously more people than elsewhere.

"Miao Jing."

Someone shouted. Looking at it, it was one of the groups, and hesitated. "Do you want to come and sit?" He moved his eyes to her and hesitated for a moment, but hesitated. "Dongzhi wants to come too?"

Dongzhi was a little surprised, so was Miao Jing. They never called Dongzhi before.

Miao Jing looked at Dongzhi.

Dongzhi declined: "No, let's take a walk." He paused and added softly, "Next time."

The girl who spoke was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Okay!"

Miao Jing waved her hand at them, holding Dongzhi and was about to walk forward, someone asked, "Dongzhi, did you participate in the violin competition yesterday?"

Dongzhi nodded.

"I heard it's the first place, right?"

Miao Jing smiled and replied to her: "Yes, first place!"

The man sighed: "I never knew you were so awesome!"

Dongzhi smiled back.

There have been several laps of people sitting in this area.

Suddenly, I heard someone snorting coldly: "What's so great about it?"

Looking at the sound source, it was not their Class 13, but the girls from Class 2.

Dong Zhi has a good memory, and she has an impression of the girl who talks. When she had dinner with Chen, the girl sat next to Zhao Lijie.

Miao Jing frowned and choked back: "Oh! It's nothing great, so you can try one too!"

The girl was dissatisfied: "Isn't it just a competition? Zhao Lijie played the violin so well in our class, and she has never seen anyone show off her."

"you……"

Before Miao Jing could speak, the girl who asked Dongzhi if she wanted to sit down before spoke first: "Zhao Lijie plays the violin well. Didn't she go to the competition yesterday? She won the Excellence Award and is very good, but Dongzhi is the first place." She said, "And Dongzhi didn't show off, let's just ask her, she is really amazing."

The girl in Class 2 might as well be choked by others, and she couldn't help but talk. She rolled her eyelids and pulled the person beside her and got up and left.

Dongzhi didn't expect that other people except Miao Jing would stand up for her.

"Dongzhi." Next to the girl who spoke for her, another person spoke.

"Um?"

"Can you listen to you play the violin next time?" She felt a little embarrassed, "Actually, I haven't heard much of this."

Miao Jing was afraid that Dongzhi would not like it, so she looked at her.

Dongzhi smiled, she bent her lips, nodded, and said, "Okay."

...

Saturday is just a blink of an eye. It’s not long before the end of the period, and the first semester of senior high school is about to end.

Dongzhi went home for dinner in the evening. After washing dishes, he just arrived at the desk to read the book for a while. His phone lit up. Someone asked her to add her as a friend to the communication software. The notes were a classmate in the same class, and four words: "I have something to do with you."

After hesitating for a moment, Dongzhi requested the other party's addition.

The person who came did not talk nonsense and went straight to the point: "Hello, I am Zhan Jing from Class 6."

Dongzhi replied: "Hello."

Zhan Jing said: "That's right, I'm going to celebrate my birthday soon. The place to treat you will be like a small banquet hall, with a small platform for performances. I want to ask you to play the violin on the spot. The cost is calculated by the hour. Is it OK?"

As if she was afraid that she would not agree, Zhan Jing added: "I won't be very tired. All I invited are classmates. You just need to play the violin on stage. If you are willing to come, I am really grateful!"

When Dong Zhi heard this request for the first time, he was stunned and then replied: "Sorry, I may not be able to do it."

Zhan Jing said: "The price can be negotiated. I know your family's conditions are not very good."

"sorry."

She added immediately.

"I didn't mean that, I mean, I can give you more. Do you think about it?"

Dongzhi lowered his eyelids and typed a few words: "No, sorry."

...

Over the years, the Chen family's sacrificial sacrifices have been in Dongyue. Since Chen's grandfather passed away, Chen Wenxi's generation has changed his time to the month when the old man died.

Regardless of whether the person on duty or not, there are several people who work for the Chen family. However, among these people, except for Dong Qinsao and Aunt Jia, who have worked for many years, the rest of the people have been working for a short-term worker for one or two years or several months, and their wages are also different.

Chen Wenxi values ​​this day, everything must be good and everything must be complete. At a big banquet, no one eats, the ingredients, appearance, and everything must be the best. Naturally, everyone who works can't lack.

Dongzhi didn't go to join in the fun, so he cleaned the house. After sweeping the floor, he twisted a wet rag to wipe the table. As he wiped it, he kicked the bamboo chair behind him and turned around to pull the chair away. When he looked back, he found that Dong Qinsao said she wanted to bring a bag of ingredients from the Chen family to the chair when she went out.

The left is just some seasonings, and these scraps need to be bought by Mrs. Dong Qin.

Mrs. Dong Qin didn't ask Dong Zhi to go to Chen's house to help, and it has been since Chen bought a piano that time.

Dongzhi didn't really want to go there. He thought that Dong Qinsao would come back to get it after a while and let it go for the time being.

She continued to clean the house and cleaned it up briefly inside and outside, but she still couldn't see the figure of Dong Qinsao coming back.

Dong Zhi sighed silently, wiped his hands, and walked towards the small door under the corner of the yard with his bag. He closed it for a while before, but then opened it again. Dong Qinsao was the one who worked in the Chen family for the longest time. After all, the relationship between their family and the Chen family was first calculated from Dong Zhi's father, Dong Yu, when he was a child.

Dong Qinsao comes in and out every day, but it is still inconvenient to have a small door sealed a lot.

When I went back, I saw that the door was not closed and was covered in vain.

Dongzhi took the things in and went to the kitchen. Mrs. Dong Qin was cleaning pots and pans hard, and the water was flowing very heavily.

When Mrs. Dong Qin turned her head when she heard the movement, she frowned, "Why are you here?"

"This." Dongzhi put the ingredients in his hand aside, "You left this at home and I'll send it to you."

"Oh. Then, let it go, okay, go back." Mrs. Dong Qin kept making plans in her hands, and the endings of her sentence fell into the gaps of her work.

Dongzhi didn't plan to stay for too long, so he nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.

A person came in outside: "Sister-in-law Qin! The meat is being delivered at the front door, hurry up..." Seeing Dong Zhi was there, he was stunned for a moment, "Your daughter is here too." He waved his hand and urged Mr-in-law Dong, "Let's go, come over-"

"Ah?" Mrs. Dong Qin was stunned, "I'm washing dishes..."
To be continued...