She is soft on my heart

Chapter 146 I am afraid of being struck by lightning
Jiang Cong sent her the grades, Li Xing Shen opened it, and frowned when he first saw Chinese, and relaxed when he looked down at English and mathematics, but when he looked down, he frowned. When writing a review, his brows frowned again.

Watching his grades is like riding a roller coaster.

Li Xingshen began to pay attention to his partiality.

She suddenly remembered the box of various certificates she had seen in the club, which showed that he was particularly good at science.

So before expressing his opinion on his grades, Li Xingshen first asked: [Why did you choose liberal arts? 】

Jiang Cong lazily leaned back on the sofa, with his long legs slanted open, his eyelashes slightly drooping as he looked at the screen of the phone, and fell into a careful memory of her question for as long as 3 minutes.

He didn't put this kind of thing in his mind at all, and he forgot it in a blink of an eye. He recalled that he frowned but didn't remember it, so he went to WeChat to ask Yang Lang.

Li Xingchen waited for about 5 minutes, and he said: [At that time, the form was filled out, and there were few strokes in the text. 】

Li Xingchen: [………]

Jiang Cong looked at the little girl's string of ellipses, and her cute, speechless appearance automatically appeared in his mind, and he suddenly smiled.

The black mobile phone made the young man's bony hands even colder. He typed: [Congratulations, Li Xingchen, cherish our relationship. 】

Li Xingchen: "."

She was speechless for a while on the other end of the phone, brought back the topic he had misled, edited a very long and detailed section of performance analysis, and sent it over.

Jiang Cong read it carefully, and then seriously typed in the dialog box: 【What is my reward? 】

Although the partial subjects are serious, his total score and ranking have improved.

When he was about to press send, he paused with his fingertips, thought about it, and then deleted it. In order to prevent the little girl from getting angry, he carefully added a sentence before this sentence: [You are right. 】

However, these words didn't have any effect, Li Xing sat in front of the desk, the soft yellow desk lamp was on, making her face more gentle, she took a deep breath slowly.

Li Xingchen: [Wait until you find out. 】

The reward Jiang Cong thought: She will promise me.

The actual reward I received after being excited for a few days: three super-thick political, historical and geographical reinforcement exercises, plus a bonus booklet summarizing the knowledge points of this text.

Teacher Li answers questions online for free at any time, and helps sort out the knowledge structure diagram, which is super caring.

Jiang Cong: Help me, save me.
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While Li Xingshen was supervising Jiang Cong's study of comprehensive literature every day, the atmosphere of the New Year in the city was getting stronger and stronger.

The streets are decorated with lights and festoons, and people are willing to believe that the new year will have a new beginning, temporarily put aside the busyness and pressure, and immerse themselves in the joy and anticipation of welcoming the new year.

Even the trees in this old residential area are wrapped with colorful light strips, which glow at night and are beautifully decorated with sparkles.

But towards the end of the year, the neighborhood became deserted.

Because most of the people living in this area are migrant workers who come to Beihe from other places. Those who can go back to their hometown at this time will go back to reunite with their families.

The Li family obviously belonged to the latter.

But it's not that I can't go back, it's that there's no need to go back, Zhao Hui is so snobby and can't bear to suffer a little loss, and the relationship with the boss and the second family has not been maintained very well, which caused troubles between Li Zhengye and the other two brothers. After the estrangement was broken, Granny Li basically lost contact with her after she passed away.

The so-called hometown is an empty old house occupied by Zhao Hui.

At home on New Year's Eve, although they are usually busy, playing and scattered like sand, they are naturally all seated at this moment.

Li Xingshen sat down with Li Yun, listening to another quarrel between Li Zhengye and Zhao Hui.

This time, it was because the mother of one of Li Zhengye's friends was ill and urgently needed money for the operation. Li Zhengye did not discuss with Zhao Hui, and lent him 5 yuan for emergency treatment.

5 yuan is not a small amount for their economic situation.

The quarrel fell into a stiff silence after Zhao Hui said, "Li Zhengye, why don't you become a philanthropist when you are so rich?!"

Slamming the door one after another and leaving home, Li Xingchen was still calm about the fixed ending of the quarrel between the two, but this time she was a bit surprised, Li Yun didn't show any gloomy irritability, and didn't go out.

On New Year's Eve, she was not left alone at home.

"Brother, what shall we eat?"

Li Yun lay on the sofa without any energy, looking at her like a fool, "What can I eat on New Year's Eve?"

Li Xingchen blinked, "Dumplings?"

"Yeah." Li Yun turned on the TV to play the Spring Festival Gala, picked up his phone and started the game.

Seeing that she still didn't move the pestle, Li Yun raised his eyes and said angrily, "Wait for me to make it for you?"

"Oh"

Li Xingshen went to the kitchen to cook quick-frozen dumplings.

After a while, two bowls of simple white dumplings came to the table, steaming.

Because of urging Jiang Cong to study, Li Xingshen has now developed a habit of checking information from time to time.

She went back to her room to get her mobile phone, and after looking at it, she found that Jiang Cong had sent her several messages, each about 5 minutes apart.

The last one is: [Have you eaten yet? 】

Li Xing lowered his eyes, and was about to reply "I'm going to eat with my brother", but before he finished editing, the other party's message popped up.

Jiang Cong: [I'm downstairs at your house. 】

Li Xingchen's typing fingertips stopped suddenly.

Then, another one.

Jiang Cong: [I made dumplings for you. 】

For a moment, Li Xingchen seemed to be shaken all over, and his brain was in a daze.

After digesting his words for a while, Li Xingshen replied the message and turned off the phone.

Watching the black screen standing still for a few seconds, she walked out of the room, moved to the table in small steps, and sat down in front of her bowl of dumplings.

But he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

Li Yun caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, looked away from the phone, and met her eyes that had something to say.

"There's a fart."

Li Xingchen pursed his lower lip lightly, with a warm voice, he tentatively asked, "Brother, is a bowl of dumplings enough for you?"

Li Yun looked at her, and slowed down his chewing movements, not knowing why.

Li Xingchen pushed his own bowl over, smiled obediently and softly, "You can eat my bowl too."

Li Yun bulged his mouth full of dumplings, his black hair was a little long in front of his forehead, and a few strands poked his eyelids. He was stunned for a while, glanced at the two bowls of dumplings in front of him, and then he thought of something, his eyes gradually became clear.

"Okay." He was not polite, deliberately not seeing through, "Then you are hungry."

He continued to look at his phone while delivering dumplings to his mouth, swallowing one at a time.

Li Xingchen sat still, staring at him with dark and bright eyes. He ate very quickly, and he didn't know if he had chewed well. After eating more than half of the bowl, she didn't show any signs of it. She was a little anxious.

"Brother." She shouted, sounding a little pitiful that she couldn't see her sweetheart.

Li Yun raised his eyes to look at her, "hum", "Nothing."

"not bad"

Li Yun's tone was somewhat emotional: "I'm afraid of being struck by lightning if I break up lovers."

Li Xingchen: "..."

(End of this chapter)