After the morning reading, the head teacher is urging them to do morning exercises, and the school will check the attendance. Qu Mojing took Lin Qinghan and walked over, her face did not soften much, she raised her head to the head teacher and said, "Teacher, I will take her to the infirmary."
Lin Qinghan's hand was pinched by her, and Wang Weixing saw her injury at a glance, and immediately closed his eyes and coughed lightly.
Qu Mojing just said a word, and took Lin Qinghan away. Wang Weixing watched the two girls leave, the guilty conscience on his face turned into anger, what happened to Qu Mojing, is this the attitude you should have towards the teacher
Lin Qinghan didn't dare to speak in the classroom, and only whispered when she went out: "I don't need to go to the infirmary anymore." , no need to go.
Qu Mojing slipped his fingers on it, and Lin Qinghan took a deep breath, looking at Qu Mojing with wet eyes that were red from the pain before.
"Doesn't it hurt?" Qu Mojing left a cold sentence and took her directly to the infirmary. In fact, she didn't go to work until 8:30, but the school doctor lived upstairs in the infirmary, so there were still people.
Fortunately, the school doctor hadn't slept in and was taking a shower. He heard a knock on the door and opened the door to understand the situation, so he went to find an ice pack for Lin Qinghan to apply.
After the pain was relieved and the subcutaneous congestion spread, the wound was disinfected with iodophor.
"It's not a big problem, but the subcutaneous bruising is a little serious and it will hurt. Don't let the wound become infected in the next few days, and disinfect it regularly. If the bruising is slow to disperse, you can compress it with hot water."
After putting the iodine and cotton swabs given by the doctor, Qu Mojing took her back. Lin Qinghan looked at her faceless appearance, and was apprehensive all the way.
Although Qu Mojing stared straight ahead, he was staring at Lin Qinghan from the corner of his eye, looking at her small appearance, he was a little helpless. This kind of temperament, what did he experience to grow into that indifferent and shrewd President Lin
"Okay, it's alright, take this back. You don't have a small hole on your hand, remember to disinfect it."
Lin Qinghan took it and whispered: "I... I have no money now. When I have money, I will definitely give it back to you."
Qu Mojing looked at her cramped and serious look, and tilted her head: "Well, I'm not in a hurry, I'll just pay it back when I have more money."
Lin Qinghan finally showed some smiles on her cramped face, and nodded again and again, she was most afraid of Qu Mojing saying what she didn't need to pay back.
After class, the head teacher Wang Weixing glanced at the class and said solemnly: "According to the school's arrangement, next week will be the monthly test, don't forget to review."
There was a scream of "ah" in the class, and Wang Weixing took a picture: "Ah what, I already informed you, won't you forget it?"
Qu Mojing was stunned when she heard it, she didn't know about it at all, what about the test in the third month of junior high school? Her political history, as well as chemistry, a lot of which I didn't have time to review, and can't remember at all.
But it was only a moment of consideration, and soon Qu Mojing calmed down. In her opinion, it doesn't matter if she does not pass the monthly exam.
Although they had been notified long ago, the news still had a big impact on them. There was a lot less fighting between classes. The ten classes were rich in academic bullies, and the top ten of the grade accounted for five, and the other twelve classes only had a total of five.
When it was lunch time again, She Jiayi took Chen Yao to the line, and Qu Mojing walked to Lin Qinghan with the food: "Let's go together, the exam is about to be taken, I will tell you about the review at noon."
Lin Qinghan held her lunch box, and after hesitating for a while, she followed. Qu Mojing knew best about her family situation. She believed that she would not make fun of herself, but she was just a little embarrassed.
She slowly followed Qu Mojing to heat up the food, Qu Mojing just waited and didn't care what she was eating, which made her heart relax a lot.
After choosing the location, Qu Mojing opened the food, and after heating it in the microwave, the cooled food became piping hot, so the astringent aroma also radiated out. A box full of vegetables, two meat and two vegetarian dishes are very tempting.
Lin Qinghan rubbed his fingers and swallowed involuntarily in his throat. Then he carefully opened the white lunch box, which was covered with a layer of dark-brown pickles. It didn't look good, but it smelled salty. The glass bottle, unscrewed, contained two pieces of fermented bean curd.
Qu Mosheng glanced at him, then frowned at his pile of food, then raised his head and said seriously, "Can you eat it?"
Lin Qinghan was stunned: "Huh?"
Qu Mojing explained: "How's your appetite?"
Lin Qinghan's face flushed, looking at the white rice that he took up half the bowl, and whispered, "It's not too big, it's just..."
Qu Mojing's eyes brightened, and she looked at her dish: "Aunt Huang is always afraid that I won't eat enough. Every time I fill it up, I can't finish it. But if I don't eat it, it's too wasteful."
Lin Qinghan blinked, and his eyes swept across the group like a long dragon: "They can eat with you."
Qu Mosheng raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "I enjoyed eating before, but recently I said that I gained three pounds, and they are all complaining about me."
Her tone was a little dull, and Lin Qinghan pursed her lips and laughed. The girl's bangs are slightly slanted, and when facing Qu Mojing, she is not usually with her head down and her eyes are blank. The eyes that are half exposed from the smile seem to have gathered a fine starlight, pure and beautiful, and it has been Qu Mojing for a long time. The clean smile that I have never seen before, but also has the taste of a young girl.
Qu Mojing stared at her for a long time, Lin Qinghan hurriedly smiled and looked at her a little embarrassedly: "What... what's wrong?"
Qu Mojing raised her chin and swept her around: "You are so thin, you definitely won't be afraid of getting fat. You can help me eat some of it, eh?"
Lin Qinghan was suddenly a little flustered. She had seen too many people who bullied her with all kinds of malicious intent, and she had also seen many people who helped her with kindness. She subconsciously thought that Qu Mojing was helping her on purpose. Even though this kind of help maintained her self-esteem, she couldn't accept it with peace of mind, especially if that person was her.
Qu Mojing seemed to have noticed it too. Her eyes fell on the bad-looking dried plum vegetables, she glanced at the fermented bean curd, and said, "Is this all made by your family?"
Lin Qinghan was at a loss, and quickly responded: "Yes, my mother made dried plums and fermented bean curd." After speaking, she was a little embarrassed, after all, in this school, these things were still shabby.
"I seldom eat. My parents won't let Aunt Huang cook it for me."
Saying that, she bit the chopsticks in her hand and looked at Lin Qinghan: "Can I taste it?"
The person on the opposite side was wearing a ponytail and tilted his head to look at her. Usually, there was some embarrassment in his quiet and deep eyes. This was probably the first time Lin Qinghan saw her expression, and he was a little stunned. nod.
Qu Mojing stretched out his chopsticks and took some, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, Lin Qinghan squeezed the chopsticks tightly, staring at Qu Mojing for a moment, as if it wasn't her dried plums that were stuffed into his mouth , but her heart.
This dried plum dish looks ugly, but the taste is very good, salty and sour, with a strong mellow aroma. Although it is not accompanied by pork belly, the more chewed it is, the more fragrant it is, especially appetizing.
Seeing Lin Qinghan's nervous look, she pursed her lips and chuckled: "It's delicious."
As she said that, she took some more, and it tasted very sweet with white rice. Lin Qinghan didn't even move the chopsticks, just watched Qu Mojing hold a chopstick in her bowl from time to time, the blush on her cheeks was diluted by a smile, and her black eyes were shining brightly at Qu Mojing, no one could ignore her happiness and happiness. Satisfy.
In addition to the dried plums, the two pieces of fermented bean curd brought by Lin Qinghan were also taken away by Qu Mojing. I have to say that even if there are disguised ingredients, the taste of this fermented bean curd is really authentic. For Qu Mojing, who has eaten all kinds of food for so many years, it is very novel.
Seeing that there was almost only white rice left in Lin Qinghan's bowl, Qu Mojing stopped her hand as if she had just woken up from a dream, and she touched her stomach, embarrassed: "Why didn't you stop me, I'm almost finished eating it. ."
Lin Qinghan laughed out loud, then lowered his head quickly, and ate rice with fermented bean curd: "As long as you like it."
After speaking, two pieces of chicken wings were caught in the bowl, and Qu Mosheng put the food into her bowl seriously: "After eating all your food, I can't let you eat white rice, and if you don't eat it, I will throw it out. "
Lin Qinghan blinked, but Qu Mojing was very indifferent, and said softly: "The food you make at home tastes really good, I have secretly eaten dried plums a few times, but I haven't eaten it. This taste. Then I will give you some of the dishes I brought, and you will give me some of yours?"
Lin Qinghan swallowed the food in his mouth before it came, and hurriedly shook his head with his cheeks puffed up, and then swallowed hard and said quickly: "If you like it, I'll bring you some, it's not a good thing, it can't take advantage of you, and ... you … helped me a lot, just a little prunes.”
Qu Mojing shook his head: "Where is a little dried plum vegetables, this thing is not cheaper than these, and it is rare to have this taste. That's it, I don't have to worry about Aunt Huang stuffing me with too much food in the future. ."
Aunt Huang, who was overjoyed because Qu Mojing took the initiative to ask for more vegetables, sneezed suddenly in the room and rubbed the tip of her nose. She lowered her head and continued knitting sweaters. "The culprit".
There was an hour and a half lunch break at noon at the beginning of the day. When she returned to the classroom, Qu Mosheng leaned on the chair, her eyes fell on Lin Qinghan, and she didn't take back her eyes until she obediently packed the desk and lay down to sleep. The corner of her mouth was slightly hooked, but she was really obedient .
The colleagues that morning seemed to have a head start, and for the next few days, She Jiayi and Chen Yao would go home with Qu Mojing and Lin Qinghan.
However, Li Siying has had a lot of peace recently. It is said that the boy she likes is very close to another girl, and it has been turned upside down recently.
The monthly exam is coming soon. Chen Yao and She Jiayi were also nervous. She didn't go out on weekends, so she concentrated on studying for exams. Qu Mojing, on the other hand, was reciting the contents of liberal arts and organized notes and knowledge points for Lin Qinghan.
Lin Qinghan's liberal arts are not bad, but physics and mathematics are weak subjects in science, and these two subjects are the most serious. It is also the key point to make up. In just a few days, the two chat messages have accumulated nearly a thousand pieces.
The title of the last quadratic function is Lin Qinghan's weak point. Twelve points can get four points at most. Qu Mojing summed up a few classic examples and taught her the knowledge points of different test methods. Analyzed it with her.
She Jiayi and Chen Yao looked at the person who was leaning over to stand beside Lin Qinghan and looked at each other. She Jiayi said sourly: "Don't give us a good make up, just remember her little daughter-in-law."
When Chen Yao heard that, she almost choked on her own saliva, so she rolled her eyes with laughter: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
She Jiayi squeezed the paper and pouted: "Look at taking Lin Qinghan back every day, she shrinks back and carefully hugs Mo Sheng's waist, isn't she just like a little daughter-in-law, she also likes to blush, tsk tsk."
After speaking, she choked her throat and shouted to Qu Mojing, who was lecturing: "Lord Academic Committee, I don't know how to do this question. You teach me."
Her demonic tone made the surrounding classmates burst into laughter, Lin Qinghan was a little frightened, looked at Qu Mojing in a panic and didn't know how to deal with it.
The author has something to say: Qu Xiaojing, who goes to great lengths to raise his daughter-in-law.
Lin Qinghan: Mojing ate my food today, happy
Qu Mojing: Qinghan ate my food today, happy
Years later
Lin Qinghan: Today the ink gravy ate me... I'm a little happy
Qu Mojing: Qinghan didn't eat me today... um, not happy
(incorrect style)