Lin Qinghan took a breath, his eyes were full of hope, but there was hesitation in his mouth: "But, my mother..."
"My parents will go too, let my aunt come too, and I'll pick you up?"
After speaking, Qu Mojing heard a female voice ringing on the phone, and occasionally heard Lin Qinghan's answer. After a while, she approached the microphone again, and her tone became light: "Well, um, you don't need to answer, I'll go over by myself."
Qu Mojing smiled: "I have something for you, I will call you when I arrive."
"Aunt Huang, can you cook some of the leftover dumplings?" Qu Mosheng hung up the phone and walked into the kitchen and said to Aunt Huang.
Aunt Huang knew Lin Qinghan's family conditions, and cherished the well-behaved and sensible girl. After understanding the reason, she immediately opened fire and ordered a dozen dumplings.
The dumplings are cooked, packed in a thermal insulation box, and served with sauce. Qu Mojing and Qu Sheng discussed it. She went to Lin Qinghan first, and then joined them.
Aoshan Square was not far away, and Qu Sheng didn't plan to drive when the Chinese New Year was approaching. Knowing the reason, he didn't stop her. He told her daughter to pay attention to safety, so she went with her.
Qu Mojing's house is more than ten minutes away. Fearing that the dumplings will not taste good after a long time, Qu Mojing rode a bicycle to rush there.
Along the way, the streets were all lit up, and the street lights were deliberately decorated, and she looked beaming. When she rode on the road and watched many children set off firecrackers and fireworks, she really felt the taste of the new year.
As for the place where Lin Qinghan's house was, Qu Mojing was already familiar with the road, and quickly reached the downstairs. Even the somewhat dilapidated old community is brightly lit on this New Year's Eve, full of red lanterns.
After making a call, Lin Qinghan trotted down holding the phone, before the phone had time to hang up.
She ran in a hurry, panting and staring at Qu Mojing, the joy on her face diluted the indifference when she was quiet. In the lights of thousands of homes, Qu Mojing looked at the clean and undisguised smile, and couldn't help but feel better.
Lin Qinghan ran to her and stood still, but didn't know what to say, just looked up at her.
Qu Mojing pursed his lips and smiled: "Stupid, I brought you dumplings, shall we go up first?"
Lin Qinghan's heart was hot, he hesitated and took Qu Mo upstairs. She walked ahead and stopped in front of a red lacquered wooden door in embarrassment: "It's a little small, don't mind."
Qu Mosheng shook his head and pushed open the door. The lights in the small room were still on, but instead of incandescent lights, they were dimly lit fluorescent lights. The furniture was simple and old, and the small layout of the house looked a little crowded.
Qu Mojing just glanced at it roughly, and his eyes fell on Lin Qinghan who was worried: "Where's Auntie?"
Lin Qinghan looked at her as usual, as if she didn't care at all, and said with a sigh of relief, "I said to go out to play with you, but my mother said she wouldn't go, so I went to the neighbors and a few aunts to watch the Spring Festival Gala. "Although the old community is dilapidated, the neighborhood relationship is good.
"Come." Qu Mojing handed over the insulation box.
Lin Qinghan only felt heavy when he took it, Qu Mojing pointed at the insulation box: "Can you still eat it? You can try it, maybe you will be pleasantly surprised."
Lin Qinghan took two pairs of chopsticks and asked curiously, "What surprise?"
Qu Mojing took the chopsticks but didn't move, just pointed to the dumplings: "You'll know after eating."
Lin Qinghan looked at the steaming dumplings, put one in his mouth and took a bite. The dumplings are filled with shrimps. After the skin is very thin, the delicious taste of the Q-bombed shrimps overflows in the mouth, and the soup oozes out. It is delicious to swallow. But the next moment, his teeth collided with a piece of metal in the softness, and Lin Qinghan, who was unprepared, let out a "uh", and when he took the dumplings away, a coin was exposed.
Qu Mojing was startled, then laughed: "As expected, I met you, it's a good sign."
She spat out the coin carefully, and her cheeks were slightly red: "What does this mean?"
"Eating the copper coins that were put in the dumplings in advance during the Chinese New Year, heralding good luck in the New Year. We put eight in total, and my parents came across one after eating two plates."
Lin Qinghan's eyes were a little happy when he saw this, and then he immediately urged: "Then there may be a lot here, you can also have a look."
"There are still a lot of uncooked at home, you are lucky." She said, she bit one, and there was indeed no coins.
"Eat more while it's hot." Qu Mojing swallowed the dumplings slowly.
The dumplings tasted really good, and they were specially delivered by Qu Mojing. Although Lin Qinghan was full, she still took another one and put it in her mouth. She bit it and looked at Qu Mojing with wide eyes.
"Have you eaten it again?" Qu Mojian questioned.
Lin Qinghan took the dumplings in front of him, and they were indeed coins.
Qu Mojing was speechless, and couldn't help but struggle in his heart, and said calmly: "It seems that there are quite a few of these." Then he caught another.
Lin Qinghan raised his chopsticks and looked at her expectantly, only to see Qu Mojing take a bite, and couldn't help asking her, "Have you eaten yet?"
Qu Mojing raised his eyes and glanced at her, silently stuffed the dumplings into his mouth and swallowed.
Lin Qinghan: …
She couldn't help it, raised her hand and pinched it again, and finally...
Looking at the coin she spat out, Qu Mojing shook his head and smiled: "It seems that you are very lucky." Then he put down his chopsticks.
Lin Qinghan frowned, Qu Mo didn't eat any of them on New Year's Eve? She looked at the rest of the dumplings, picked one and handed it to Qu Mojing's mouth, looking at the other person's dazed expression, she said seriously: "You have another one, you haven't eaten it yet."
Qu Mojing touched his stomach: "I'm afraid I won't be able to touch it even if I eat."
"Just one." Lin Qinghan was still insisting.
Qu Mojing chuckled lightly, opened her mouth to take it, Lin Qinghan realized that she was using her own chopsticks when she bit it, her fingers could not help shrinking and her face became hot.
Qu Mojing didn't hope to eat it at all, but couldn't bear to brush Lin Qinghan's kindness, he bit down and clenched his teeth.
Lin Qinghan looked extremely nervous, and kept staring at her, looking at her expression, her eyes filled with anticipation, and her eyes were full of inquiries.
Qu Mojing covered her mouth, then spread out her hand, a shiny coin appeared in her palm, she saw Lin Qinghan snorted in surprise, and a good-looking smile could not help but emerge between her brows.
Lin Qinghan saw her smile, and was unspeakably happy: "I just said that if you can eat it, you will also have good luck in the New Year."
Qu Mojing couldn't help laughing: "You can bring me good luck, do you still want to eat?"
"Don't eat, my aunt and uncle are still waiting for you." Lin Qinghan blushed at her words, and hurriedly said.
Qu Mojing nodded, put the dumplings away and was ready to go out. On the way, Lin Qinghan sat on the back seat of the bicycle with a white scarf around his neck, fearing that she would give her the cold solution.
There were not many people on the street, but the music from the square mall in the distance came from far away, and the whole city was lively. Lin Qinghan looked at the person in front of her, thinking about what Qu Mojing said, "It's you who can bring me good luck." Thoughts surged in her heart, she was obviously the one who brought her luck.
Not far away, fireworks burst into the sky in the sky of Aoshan Square, and then the sky was splendid and fascinated. Qu Mojing accelerated and drove people forward quickly. Lin Qinghan raised his head and looked at the gorgeous fireworks that kept exploding, the smile on his face expanded a little bit, it was really beautiful.
She has been in Yanjing for many years, but the older she gets, the less she likes Chinese New Year, nor does she want to watch fireworks. On this day, this steel-cast city is very bustling and bustling, but all the bustling bustling is someone else's and has nothing to do with her. No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, they are only ethereal and disappear without a trace in a blink of an eye, leaving only endless emptiness and loneliness.
Year after year, she and her mother, who lived in this big city, still could only endure the cruelty of life, with no hope and no end.
But... She quietly lowered her head and leaned on the back of the girl in front of her. This year, she seemed to have hope and hope, and even her loneliness was dispelled by this person. She is really the most blessed person in the world. There are such good, such wonderful friends.
Since Yuan Tiao, Lin Qinghan and Qu Mo have been at the same table. She Jiayi did well in the exam, and she still sits behind them with Chen Yao. Chen Yao's grades were a little unstable, and She Jiayi was also helping her make up for it. The four of them went to and from school together almost all day, and studied together.
The second semester of the third year of junior high was over, and the learning atmosphere in the class suddenly became stronger. Some young boys and girls who were thinking carefully put up with it for the time being and concentrated on preparing for the exam.
Lin Qinghan's grades have been rising all the way. Her family's conditions are not good. The materials Qu Mojing bought were done by the two of them together, and then they explained the answers. The seven-year real questions compiled by Qu Mojing had been swiped twice by the end of April.
Qu Mojing will also specially organize the finale topic for Lin Qinghan and the others. Wang Weixing was very satisfied with their state of being able to sleep and eat, and his attitude towards Lin Qinghan also changed instantly.
After finishing the last quadratic function question on this day, She Jiayi stretched her waist and stretched her muscles and bones, and her eyes fell on the two people in front of them who were lecturing on the topic.
Qu Mojing lowered his head and was patiently giving Lin Qinghan a lecture, while Lin Qinghan looked focused, but his eyes fell on Qu Mojing's face, almost for a moment.
She Jiayi touched her chin, looked back and forth on the two of them, and said with emotion, "It's only been more than half a semester, and they've already gotten better like this."
Chen Yao raised her head and glanced, and smiled.
"Do you understand?" After Qu Mojing finished speaking, he pointed to the scratch paper and asked Lin Qinghan.
Lin Qinghan immediately closed her eyes when she raised her head, and looked serious: "I can understand, but how should I cut into it next time I encounter something similar?"
Qu Mojing took a pen and circled the conditions: "The tan value of this angle appears in the question, and there is a tangent, so try to extend the diameter to intersect the tangent. Then there will be a set of reverse A-shaped similarities after such a connection. And the tan value is Similarity ratio, key condition, tan, tangent, understand?"
After speaking, she turned over the test questions and pointed to a question: "Try to do it yourself."
Lin Qinghan took the pen and thought for a while, then made an auxiliary line according to what Qu Mojing said, and then solved the problem in one go.
Qu Mojing's eyes were full of admiration: "It's very good, it's all right."
When Lin Qinghan heard her praise, her face suddenly turned slightly red, and her eyes were full of happiness.
She Jiayi glanced at her head and fell silent. If I remember correctly, she got stuck on this question yesterday. When Qu Mo was not there, she asked Lin Qinghan by the way. Cross diameter, tan value is converted to similarity ratio."
It turned out to be such a Lin Qinghan, tsk tsk, really scheming, is Qu Mojing's praise more effective than the teacher
The author has something to say: Author: Miss Qu, I need to mourn for you
Qu Mojing: Why
Author Jun: You are 28 and she is 15. You are already being used by her. When she is 28, how will you live
Qu Mojing: She is 15 and I am 28, I coax her, she is 28 and I still coax her
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