Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

Washing rice and cooking are relatively simple steps, so I asked Xiaoling, who got home early from school, to do it, so that I only had to cook a few dishes when I got home. But when Xiaoling and I finished dinner, my aunt still hadn't come back.

"Is there anything wrong with my aunt?" Xiao Ling looked at the table full of food with some worry, "The food is cold."

"Don't talk nonsense, nothing will happen to my aunt. Maybe she will be late because of overtime. I'll go make a phone call." Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already past 7:30. Normally, if my aunt worked overtime, she would send me a text message, but today I didn't receive any text messages.

beep...beep...beep...

I made three calls in a row, but no one answered. Anxiety slowly built up in the house.

What happened? In her previous life, my aunt didn't seem to have encountered any accidents. Apart from being a little depressed, she was fine in all aspects. The local security was also good, and there were almost no major incidents in the past ten years. Did she encounter gangsters? My aunt was actually quite good-looking. She would definitely be a beauty if she dressed up a little. Or did she encounter robbers?

All kinds of suspicions kept coming to my mind, and time passed by, slowly arriving at ten o'clock. I had comforted Xiaoling and told her to go to bed, and lied to her that her aunt was working overtime, and she didn't suspect anything.

Ding Dong~ The doorbell rang, waking me up from staring at my phone in a daze. I quickly ran to open the door. When I opened the door, the choking smell of alcohol hit me in the face, almost making me faint. I saw my aunt being supported by an older woman, looking drunk and unconscious.

"Is it Li Siyue's house?" I know this person. She is my aunt's boss, Lin Shihan. It seems that she has a good relationship with my aunt in the company, like a best friend. When I went to my aunt's unit in my previous life, I took a few candies from her.

"Yes, why did my aunt drink?" I was confused. Actually, my aunt doesn't drink and never drinks.

"I don't know either. Today she suddenly said she wanted to treat me to a meal and drinks. After a few sips of beer, she started clamoring for white wine. After a few drinks, she became like this. I couldn't stop her. When I asked her what was wrong, she refused to say anything and just kept wiping away tears."

"Is it about work?" I took my aunt in my arms, and Lin Shihan and I helped her to the bathroom.

"How could that be possible? We just finished a project and we did a good job. Who could have any problem with that?"

My aunt was retching on the sink, and it seemed that she was really drunk.

"Sister Lin, go back first. I will take good care of my aunt." I patted my aunt's back to prevent her from choking on the vomit.

"Are you sure you can take care of her?"

I nodded affirmatively. She walked out the door hesitantly, and suddenly came to her senses: "How do you know my last name is Lin?"

"Ah...Aunt always mentions you." I looked away and made an excuse.

"Okay, my phone number is 138xxxxxxxx. If anything happens, call me immediately." She nodded, closed the door and left.

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I saw my aunt sitting on the floor crying. Her long hair, which was wet by the tap water when she washed her face, was scattered all over her face, and her clothes were also wet. I took a dry towel and ran over to wipe her dry.

"Auntie, don't cry. Get up quickly, don't sit on the ground, you'll catch a cold." I comforted her and wiped her dry. Suddenly, I realized that Auntie was just a girl in her twenties, and she didn't grow up to be the strong and capable adult in my memory.

My aunt's eyelashes are very long, flickering, with crystal tears hanging in them, and her eyes are full of bloodshot and red, which makes people feel very distressed. Who made my aunt so sad? Looking at my aunt's appearance, I was a little angry. It always makes people feel so unhappy when their relatives are wronged.

"Auntie, what happened?" I hugged her and patted her back gently, like coaxing a child.

It would have been fine if I didn't coax him, but once I did, he became even more excited. He buried his head on my shoulder and started crying loudly.

"Oh my, don't cry, don't cry. Xiaoling is asleep, don't wake her up."

So her loud crying turned into soft whimpering. I had never seen my aunt like this before, and I didn't know what to do for a moment, so I just let her cry.

After a few minutes, she seemed to realize that she had lost her composure. She slowly sat up from the ground, wiped her face with a towel, turned her head and said to me: "Xiao Meng, I'm a little hungry."

I was speechless

The food had already gone cold, but it didn't take much time to heat it up, and soon, my aunt was lying on the table eating the hot food.

I stared at my aunt intently, and her face, which was already red from drinking, became even redder.

"What, what are you doing? You keep looking at me." Finally she couldn't help but say to me.

"Nothing. I was just wondering why my aunt was crying today."

The hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, then she slowly picked up the food and said, "A child wouldn't understand."

"I'm not a kid anymore. Talk to me, we're a family, maybe I can help you share some of the burden." I feel more and more that my aunt had worked too hard before, keeping everything in her heart with no one to talk to. So I should make it up to her in this life.

"Xiao Meng, do you have someone you like?"

"Eh, no. Aunt has a boyfriend? Did they break up?" I've never heard of it before. This world seems very different from my original one.

My aunt shook her head. "Let's just call him my ex...boyfriend. He called me out of the blue today."

"Looking for you?"

"You clearly didn't want me when we graduated. Why are you still pretending to look for me? You looked down on me then. What's the point of apologizing now?" As she spoke, tears started to flow again, and I quickly took a tissue to wipe them away.

"Is it because of us?" I wiped the tears from the corners of my aunt's eyes, feeling a little guilty.

There was a trace of struggle in my aunt's eyes. "Xiao Meng is just too sensible sometimes. I can't abandon my brother's children. I want to watch you grow up, watch you get married, and watch Xiao Ling get married. This is the happiest thing in my life."

"Aunt, if you meet someone you like, just go ahead and pursue your happiness. We will take good care of ourselves."

"I have to pay for your tuition, what nonsense are you talking about." Auntie rubbed my hair, "Not to mention that they don't want me..."

(Preparatory chapter for Aunt's love story)

Chapter 2 Tasks of Study Committee Members ()

When I got up in the morning, my aunt had already prepared breakfast and went to work. I didn't sleep well, so when I arrived at school, it was a little late and I was still groggy.

But when I arrived at school, I saw a mess in the classroom. Most of the students did not read seriously in the morning. They were either talking nonsense or writing some handouts.

It's the opposite. I've become more and more lax. I think that getting into No. 1 Middle School means I've got half a foot into a key university, so I just need to study casually.

"What are you doing?" I knocked on the podium with a triangle ruler, and the students below suddenly quieted down. "You haven't done your morning reading seriously yet. Have you memorized all the New Concept English? Or have you memorized all the Chinese texts?"

Although I tried my best to act angry, I still looked like a weak paper tiger in their eyes. Fortunately, my classmates took out their textbooks and pretended to read. But the sound was still sporadic and weak.

I turned around and walked over to Liu Jiacheng's desk. The boy was reciting words from the textbook: "abandon, abandon, abandon, abandon."

My blood pressure went up immediately. It really works.

"Student Liu Jiacheng, you have been memorizing words for so many days, but you haven't memorized the first one yet?" I suppressed my inner anger and said to him with a smile.

"Ah, Mr. Meng... Li Xiaomeng, I just want to rearrange things." He scratched his head and pretended to be embarrassed.

"Come on, come out, I want to talk to you."

As soon as these words came out, several envious gazes focused on Liu Jiacheng, and even he himself revealed a barely perceptible smile.

I glared back at them one by one, and you guys really pretended I didn't see anything. What are you thinking?

Walking into the corridor outside the classroom, it became much quieter without the distraction of reading sounds around.

"What's the matter, beautiful lady?" He had a playful look on his face. Why didn't I know that this guy was so smooth-talking before?

"Tell me what you were doing just now." I looked at him calmly.

His smile was a little stiff. "Memorize...memorize words."

"Jiang Yu is with me. You just took his computer newspaper this morning."

"What? I just bought it. He hasn't given me the one from last period yet..." He covered his mouth halfway through his words, realizing that he had been tricked.

"You admitted it yourself." I spread out my palms.

"Miss Li, please don't confiscate it. Please don't tell Teacher Song." His face became very embarrassed and he was almost begging me.

"Don't let me hear about beautiful women anymore. It's annoying." I didn't get a good night's rest last night, which made me very irritable today. "You can not tell Teacher Song, but you have to promise me one thing."

"Whatever it is, I promise to complete it." It was as if he had grabbed the last straw.

"I got 120 in English in the midterm exam."

Crack, I seemed to hear the sound of it cracking, and the life-saving straw broke.

"Then you should take my newspaper away. I accept the punishment."

"Do you think I want to embarrass you?" Seeing him give up early, I was furious. "If Teacher Song hadn't asked me to help you, I wouldn't care about you. You can get whatever score you want. I didn't say I wouldn't help you. You give up right away. Are you a man?"

"How can you help? Our junior high school English teacher doesn't know it himself. I have a poor foundation, so how can I learn it in a few days? Don't pretend to be a saint if you deliberately make things difficult for me. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

We shouted louder and louder. Everyone in the classroom stopped reading and turned to look at us outside the window. Even students from other classes who passed by stopped not far away and watched secretly.

Perhaps because he was afraid of being laughed at by others, he turned around and walked back, took out the computer newspaper from the desk, and threw it on the podium.

Teacher Song happened to come to the classroom at this time and saw the computer newspaper on the table. He didn't know what had happened to it and thought it was probably something confiscated. He didn't ask anything and just tidied it up and put it away.

"I told you, being a class leader is really hard. Don't mind, I wasn't angry at that time." After class, Tang Xin comforted me.

"Tsk, I don't know who was the one who got so angry that he ran out of the classroom?"

"Wow, wow, Xiao Meng is not behaving well anymore. She actually started bullying others."

"..."

During morning exercises, I came to Teacher Song's office again. She was staring blankly out the window at the moment, holding a pen in one hand and scribbling something on the paper.

"Report, Mr. Song?"

My arrival seemed to scare Teacher Song. She almost threw her pen away and hurriedly cleaned up the desk: "Come in."

"What's the matter? Why do you come to me suddenly?" She lifted her messy bangs a few times.

"Um, Mr. Song, can you give me the computer?"

"this is yours?"

"No."

"That?"

So I told Teacher Song the whole story.

"So, you want to give it back to him?" Teacher Song said with some regret.

"Yes and no. I think my method this morning was a bit radical. I think we should guide her step by step. I'll do this... then do this..." I told her my method.

After hearing this, Teacher Song looked at me with strange eyes and said, "I think you are suitable to be a teacher in the future."

"Ahahahaha, I can't stand the heat, so I'll probably turn into ash in a year."

"Haha, you're quite humorous. Here you go. I'll wait for your good news." Teacher Song was also very understanding and handed me the neatly folded newspaper that he had confiscated in the morning.

"Teacher Song?"

"Ok?"

"If you have time, go to the west gate to relax. The camphor trees there are tall and beautiful."

"Good~"

……

Before the afternoon activity class, I called Liu Jiacheng again.