Chapter 5 Mutual Assistance

This is great! I applaud, "Deal! I will assist you with political history and classical Chinese, and you will take care of my mathematics!"

I angrily struck with my chopsticks: "You would love for our family to open a shelter, wouldn't you!"

I still feel that I am the one at a loss. I snatched the Lays from him and, under his gloomy glare, happily ran back to the next room with my backpack.

I put them aside like a fork and said with a sense of glee: "My mom is coming back the day after tomorrow, and my dad the day after that. By then, you can fend for yourselves; don't expect to come to my house for a meal."

After all, being in the third year of high school, it is better to take things seriously

As soon as the rice was served, they began to eat

The dishes are quite simple: black fish and pickled vegetable soup, fish-flavored eggplant, stir-fried greens with mushrooms, and a plate of sweet and sour pork tenderloin

Standing in the room, I feel a lack of warmth; the chilly air of early spring seeps in. Despite the warm tones of the house, it still feels cold and dreary. I glance next door, feeling a twinge of envy for my neighbors.

Inside the room, Wenbin and Luo Heng looked at me in astonishment as I came running with a bag of Lays in one hand and a backpack in the other, exclaiming: "Xiaofei, you have evolved! Did you really use a bag of Lays to trick that little girl into coming over?"

It seems that it is not your enthusiasm to speak so casually, and with * pictures * and * books * you are expected to cook and take care of the child like a mother, you go ahead and be enthusiastic! I held the phone and stretched for a while, then hung up. I wanted to call my dad again, but considering the time, he must be having a social meal at the branch office in another city, so it's better to save some phone credit.

He is impatient: "Politics, history, classical Chinese!"

Xiao Fei: `` @ ! # # ... ... @ # '' with a mouth full.

Xiao Fei hummed and said, "We need to help her with math"

I called home and my mother shouted on the other end, her voice resounding and filled with passion

Relying on them, they are nothing but a pack of ingrates! I truly wish to sprinkle arsenic in their food as if it were salt!

Luo Heng lowered his head in frustration, his pen moving incessantly in his hand. I leaned over to take a look and was taken aback; today's math homework! I cast a disdainful glance at Xiao Fei, who sheepishly grinned and stubbornly retorted, "This young master is saving time to study politics! Hurry up, what exactly is dialectical materialism?"

His eyes lit up: "Cut it out, don't say whether I can or not. Who among those two old men in my place isn't making a living with mathematics?"

The doorbell rang again

Oh! Wenbin understood and patted Luo Heng on the shoulder, "This one, a master among masters and a *picture* book!"

Don't! Complimenting me never leads to anything good! I am already bloodied.

He quickly shook his head: "I can't do anything, so I don't need to work anymore"

Forget it, those who can transfer here must have impressive academic performance, regardless of their wealth. Why should I concern myself with others' matters

I glanced at the computer and realized that if I couldn't resist the temptation to turn it on and click on that icon with the letter E, I would end up regretting it tonight. I had no choice but to suppress my urge, returned to my study, opened my backpack, and did my homework

The doorbell, which usually goes untouched for several months, has been rung several times today by the neighbor. It can be said that the doorbell has proven its worth.

Alas, those without any blood relations are lively and cheerful every day, while even if my home is filled with people, there is little to say. As my parents would put it, after nearly twenty years of being an old married couple, there is nothing left to express verbally. I am almost thirty years younger than them, and the generation gap could well be renamed the Mariana Trench; there is simply nothing to discuss.

So, are you good at math? I didn't say whether I was willing or not, I just hinted at an intention

My mother works in a military-related public office. Recently, she traveled far for a business trip to observe training and has been bringing me artillery shells every day. Our home decor resembles a famous painting: flowers are arranged in artillery shells, symbolizing world peace

5555...... Xiao Fei was shedding tears over the rice bowl, finally resembling a young boy.

After dinner, it was still Wenbin who was clattering away at the dishes, while I went home

Thinking about it, am I too independent? ... I should probably make a call and act a little spoiled ... . ... Forget it, just thinking about it is terrifying

Upon learning that our new neighbors are in a difficult living situation, my mother generously said that if there is anything they need, I should be more enthusiastic in offering help

"As long as we don't keep heroin in the kitchen, our lives are secure," Luo Heng said leisurely while sipping his soup. "This eggplant is passable; I tentatively conclude that you have considerable talent."

I applaud: "What a talented individual who knows nothing! Come and watch me cook, and I will promote you to be the future chef!"

Ultimately, whether there is peace or not, only those within the family truly understand their own matters

You can't do it? You are struggling with several classic subjects in the humanities? Did you choose the humanities for self-torture? Such a prominent figure is rarely seen in a humanities class

In a flurry of chaos, the three gentlemen hardly contributed but were all slumped on their chairs. I brought out the dishes and placed them on the table, and a wave of fragrant aroma wafted through the air

Suddenly, I remembered Xiao Fei. He used to be with Ruixi, and having been accustomed to a relaxed environment, I wonder if he can endure the high-intensity rote learning education of our school

Thus, I put on an apron and went to cook under the repeated calls of the neighboring Tang Seng

Sometimes, the more ordinary the dish, the more delicious it is. I have great confidence in my culinary skills

He clutched his head and screamed: "Nooooo!"

Pointing with the index finger of the right hand, she said: "You, wash the rice! You, wash the vegetables! You... Xiao Fei, what can you do?"

I wish they wouldn't come back; I estimate that in the second half of the senior year, I will be the only one in the entire grade who can still go online.

I am not particularly swayed by the allure of the tutoring service; rather, I am considering the value of this tutoring opportunity. The subjects he mentioned are all areas in which I excel. To be honest, mathematics is the only subject I struggle with significantly; I am a typical one-third student, often hovering around fifty points on a one hundred fifty-point exam. This is a serious setback for me across all subjects. However, I am also reluctant to hire an expensive tutor.

Xiao Fei also angrily exclaimed, "Don't you think this eggplant is particularly salty? That's the flavor I adjusted! I can't even tell sugar from salt yet!"

Even the cold Luo Heng could not help but say: "Xiao Fei, hurry up and win over Qingqing, then we brothers will have our share of happiness"

When you think of Cao Cao, he arrives.

Open the door, Xiao Fei, he stood awkwardly for a moment, then suddenly took out a bag of Lays: "Please be my tutor"

"Fine, if you don't want to, then don't. Whatever." He muttered as he withdrew his hand

With both hands thrust forward, I shouted with full force: "Stand up!"

Uncle and aunt must be quite nice! Our landlord even praised you, saying you are rare good neighbors!" Wenbin said shamelessly, "Aren't you promoting Xiaofei to be the chef? I support that. When the time comes, let him take you as his master; our future meals will depend on him.

After a while, I turned on the television and flipped through the channels, but found nothing interesting to watch

As soon as I entered the room, I was filled with anger. The dishes were piled up in one place, and the entire room was in disarray. Xiao Fei was doing homework on the coffee table, while Luo Heng was fiddling with his laptop. When Wen Bin saw me come in, he confidently began to study the newspaper

The original flavor of Lays, with its yellow, round belly, dazzled my eyes, leaving me in a daze: "What?"

The three of them exclaimed simultaneously and gathered around.

After a flurry of flying chopsticks, Wenbin was in tears: "555, Qingqing, you are too capable!"