70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 232 Is your aunt Chen Qing?

Comrade Xiaoyu deliberately got the lowest score in the class in labor class and didn't get her aunt to change her job, but then she worked hard in labor class again.

Today's task is to plant radishes.

The vegetable garden was allocated to the primary school by the machinery factory. Each class was given a small plot of land. The vegetables planted last time have been harvested and sent to the canteen to be cooked.

At the beginning of the class, the teacher demonstrated how to gently turn the soil with a hoe.

Xiaoyu remembered it clearly, so she put all her effort into it.

Ms. Liu is the teacher of the labor class. She is in her thirties and her personality is sometimes gentle and gentle, and sometimes crazy and irritable. She knows that Xiaoyu used to be in poor health and had to go to the hospital every few days. Although she looks fair and tender now and has a good spirit, she is still afraid that Xiaoyu will get sick from overwork. "Xiaoyu, take a rest if you are tired."

"Hmm."

Xiao Yu gave a perfunctory reply.

Those short legs move incredibly fast.

He walked back and forth, clattering along.

He Yuxiang was puzzled. Before starting school, Xiaoyu was a bit quirky, but her personality was normal. After starting school, she became very competitive, which was probably due to her aunt's influence.

He prepared a towel and resigned himself to wiping his sister's sweaty forehead.

Xiao Yu's eyes blinked, like beautiful black gemstones. She stared intently at the short-legged tiger working hard, her large, clear eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.

Xiao Yu picked up a small hoe and worked very hard.

Mao Mao lazily squatted on the ground playing with the mud. While playing, he plopped down on the ground. He had secretly brought a water bottle and poured water into the mud. After watering it, he could build a house.

Wang Wenming secretly came over and said to him, "Mao Mao, Teacher Liu will scold you when she sees you building houses later."

"Let's wait and see."

Mao Mao doesn't care.

He can mold a lot of mud balls by placing the soil in his palm, squeezing and releasing it repeatedly.

Mudballs have little to do with houses, but when others ask, Mao Mao always says with certainty, "It is a house."

Over time.

Everyone thinks it's about houses.

"Mao Mao, you're building houses again, getting yourself all dirty. It's such a hassle for your mother to wash your clothes. Get up now!" Teacher Liu snapped.

Mao Mao patted his bottom and got up, leaving a fingerprint directly on his butt. Wang Wenming laughed out loud: "Mao Mao, your butt has two hands."

Mao Mao's eyes widened.

I forgot again that I shouldn't sit on the ground!
Under Teacher Liu's watchful eye, Mao Mao picked up a hoe and started working. After working for a while, he sat down to play again.

Teacher Liu:"……"

I really want to punch someone!

"Mao Mao, if you don't work properly, you'll be standing as punishment during the afternoon classes."

"Okay." Mao Mao dejectedly moved closer to He Yuxiang. "He Yuxiang."

He Yuxiang didn't even lift his eyelids: "What?"

"I don't want to work, can you help me?" Mao Mao looked up at him with her little face and said pitifully, "I feel so tired from working."

"No helping classmates!" Teacher Liu sternly reprimanded Mao Mao, "If you keep slacking off, I'm really going to lose my temper!"

Mao Mao sighed.

It's over.

The teacher was furious.

He rushed over to Xiaoyu's side, his blue eyes wide, staring at Xiaoyu doing so much work, and asked incredulously, "Xiaoyu, why are you doing so much?" Xiaoyu doesn't like to talk during class unless she's answering questions, even during labor class.

Mao Mao was a little frustrated. Xiao Yu clearly didn't like going to class either, but she could always concentrate.

What an amazing little sister.

Following Xiaoyu's side, Mao Mao started working until the clear sound of a gong rang out.

Mao Mao handed the small hoe to He Yuxiang and immediately ran towards the playground.

He Yuxiang counted the number of hoes, and after verifying that the count was correct, he and his teacher moved them to the warehouse.

Teacher Liu really likes He Yuxiang. He is like a little adult and can help the teacher. He is an orphan and hardworking. He is very endearing.

After He Yuxiang finished tidying up, he nodded to the teacher and went to the playground. After finding Mao Mao, he dragged him to wash his pants.

Mao Mao cried, "Then everyone will say I peed my pants!"

"Who told you to sit in the mud!" He Yuxiang said coldly, wanting to punch him.

Mao Mao said, feeling wronged, "I forgot."

He would remember it every time He Yuxiang got angry.

The school has over a thousand students. Considering that many students come from poor families and have no water to drink while staying at school all day, a row of water taps was specially requested. However, every time get out of class ended, the taps were all occupied by older students. They would drink from the taps mouth to mouth, and if they liked someone, they would let that person have a sip.

He Yuxiang could only wait for class to start.

Mao Mao's cheeks puffed out in anger: "They're so mean!"

He Yuxiang agreed, and even thought they were too idle.

"Hey, it's you, isn't it Chen Qing's nephew?"

Zhao Jianbin leaned against the wall, half a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes peeking out of the pocket of his blue polyester jacket. A few pimples were on his square chin, and his single eyelids drooped. His contemptuous gaze fell on He Yuxiang.

The name 'Chen Qing' attracted everyone's attention.

As everyone knows, Chen Qing is the factory's most beautiful girl.

Rumors circulated that she could beat up the factory manager, fight in gangs, host martial arts competitions and National Day performances, and even be allocated housing. In short, one story after another about her emerged, and even elementary school students knew her name, let alone vocational school students.

Hearing that He Yuxiang was Chen Qing's nephew, everyone took a curious look and thought he was a very good-looking child, but they weren't very interested, since he wasn't the Chen Qing they had heard about.

Seeing that He Yuxiang remained silent, Zhao Jianbin frowned impatiently and suddenly raised his voice: "I'm asking you if it's true or not!"

Many children around shrank back.

Zhao Jianbin saw their fear and enjoyed the feeling of being admired, but his gaze remained fixed on He Yuxiang.

Looking down from above is very satisfying.

Mao Mao gripped He Yuxiang's sleeve tightly in fear and whispered, "Let's go back to the classroom first."

He Yuxiang also wanted to, but couldn't leave. He slightly raised his eyes to look at Zhao Jianbin. His eyelashes were so thick they were almost sharp, casting a small shadow under his eyes. His nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin, pressed into a cold line.

Looking at his handsome face, Zhao Jianbin felt inexplicably annoyed. He kicked the child in front of him away in anger and went to He Yuxiang, wanting to slap him across the face.

Mao Mao quickly stood in front of He Yuxiang, blaming him for getting his pants dirty; otherwise, He Yuxiang wouldn't have run into this bad guy.

"Get out of my way, you blond bastard!"

Zhao Jianbin grabbed Mao Mao.

Mao Mao was horrified to find herself suspended in mid-air, and she screamed, "Aaaaaahhhhhh—help! help—"

His voice was shrill, loud, and clear, startling the teacher so much that she came out to see what was going on. Seeing that Mao Mao was being held by Zhao Jianbin, she quickly advised, "Zhao Jianbin, put the child down right away."

Teachers don't have a high social status these days, and Zhao Jianbin is the director of the transportation team; they really can't afford to offend him.

He Yuxiang keenly caught the key words: "Your dad is Zhao Guangrong, the one who was beaten by my aunt and had to get fifteen stitches?"