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On the way home, Shen Mingzhu seriously communicated with Pei Ziheng about making friends.

"Son, Teacher Ou said that you don't like to communicate with other students in class. Can you tell mom why?"

Pei Ziheng raised his pretty face and asked her, "Is this what Teacher Ou asked you to go to the office for yesterday?"

Shen Mingzhu nodded and kindly concealed the fact that Ou Liya said that Zhao Yun and the others were bad students.

She invited Zhao Yun and others to the food factory today because she wanted to observe the children's character up close.

In her opinion, apart from being naughty, playful and not fond of learning, Zhao Yun and the others do not have any major moral problems. If they are properly guided and restrained, they may not get better in the future.

"Mom, can you help me bake some cookies when you have time?"

This was the first time Pei Ziheng made such a request to her.

Although Pei Ziheng is introverted and seems to be unsociable, she is very Buddhist in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. She eats whatever she wants, and the same goes for clothes. As long as they are prepared by her, Pei Ziheng will wear them obediently and will never be picky or make any comments.

"Of course. What kind of biscuits do you want? Are you going to eat it yourself or give it to a friend?"

"I want to treat my classmates to some."

Shen Mingzhu naturally supported her son's idea and took it to heart.

The next day, she squeezed her work until the morning to complete it. When she got home at noon, she took out the cookie and started baking cookies.

Taking into account the children's preferences and taboos, she made milky and crispy cookies.

Including Pei Ziheng, there were a total of 42 children in the class. She baked 120 cookies, each about the size of a child's palm, and packed two into a bag. Pei Ziheng gave the extra cookies to Oulia.

She vaguely felt that Ou Liya was prejudiced against her and Pei Ziheng, but in order for the other party to take more care of Pei Ziheng, she could only pretend to be confused and continue to show her kindness.

Motherly love in the world is generally like this.

For the sake of the children, I can endure all the grievances.

After a busy afternoon, I was so tired and sweaty that I finally finished baking.

The golden cookies were spread all over the table, and the smell of milk was fragrant. Pei Yang helped her put the cookies into small paper bags, and ate them while putting them in, one bite at a time, and she ate several pieces in a short time. Shen Mingzhu had to lose her temper before she was willing to restrain herself.

The next day, Shen Mingzhu helped Pei Ziheng carry the cookies to school.

When all the students in the class arrived, Pei Ziheng handed out the cookies to each student one by one, "These are cookies baked by my mother. Please eat them."

The whole class was flattered, and all their faces were filled with excitement and joy.

Pei Ziheng was good-looking and had good grades. All his classmates wanted to be friends with him, but he was cold and indifferent and ignored everyone, so everyone gradually distanced themselves from him.

But today, he was uncharacteristic and took the initiative to treat everyone to eat cookies, which immediately won the favor of the whole class.

The world of children is extremely simple and simple. Just a little bit of sweetness is enough to resolve all the unhappiness in the past.

"Pei Ziheng, thank you!"

"Pei Ziheng, the cookies your mother bakes are so delicious!"

"Ziheng, your mother is so kind. She is beautiful and can bake cookies. You are so happy!"

Pei Ziheng looked at the classmates who were blowing rainbow farts around him. Although he was very annoyed, he maintained a decent smile on his face, "As long as you like it. If you have any questions about your studies in the future, you can ask me."

"Wow!"

"really?"

"Pei Ziheng, can I go with you after school?"

No, I don't want to go with you.

Pei Ziheng looked at the female classmate and cursed in her heart, but replied, "Of course."

"I also want to go with you. Our families are all in the same direction." "Okay, let's go together, Pei Ziheng, okay?"

"Well, let's go together."

Looking at the happy faces, Pei Ziheng thought to himself: If he has a good relationship with his classmates, Teacher Ou will not talk to his mother again in the future, right?
……

"Teacher Ou, these are cookies baked by my mother herself. Please try them."

Ou Liya smiled and took the cookie from Pei Ziheng's hand, "Thank your mother for me."

"Ah."

After Pei Ziheng left the office, a female teacher he was close to came up to Ou Liya and winked, "Pei Ziheng's mother has brought you food again."

Ouliya smiled faintly and handed over the biscuit box casually, "You want to eat? Here you go."

The female teacher hurriedly said: "My Baba gave it to you. How can I take it easily? I just need to taste it."

As she said that, the female teacher took a pack of cookies from the box, opened it, and after taking a bite, she was amazed, "It tastes quite good, crispy and crumbly, with a milky fragrance. I don't know how she made it." .”

Hearing this, Ouliya also took a pack to taste, and the taste was indeed good.

But as a rural woman, she was only good at cooking.

"She doesn't know how to be a good person, and she is very good at winning people's hearts. From time to time, she will give you this and that, but every time she gives you something inferior, one is home-made moon cakes, and the other is home-made biscuits. Picking and digging.”

Ou Liya smiled, "You think people are stingy, I guess they feel sorry for you."

The female teacher covered her mouth and smiled, "It's not impossible, rural people are like this. My cousin from the countryside would bring a few eggs to my house every time she came to the city, and she would treat it like a treasure and say how difficult it was. Saved up, who cares about her a few eggs."

Hearing this, a young male teacher sitting opposite made fun of him, "You don't like the food given by others, but you are quite happy eating it."

"What do you need? Prepare your lessons!"

The female teacher spat at the other party, then turned around and continued chatting with Ouliya, "Cui Junyou in your class is still a generous mother. She makes real money whenever she makes a move. I'm so jealous of you."

As he said that, he raised Ouliya's right hand, and there was a shining silver bracelet on her wrist, which was particularly eye-catching.

Ouliya pulled her hand away and replied casually: "It's not bad, it's just silver, not gold."

"The silver one is pretty good. This one is at least worth one month's salary for us. I wish I could meet such a generous parent someday."

Outside the office.

Pei Ziheng's eyes were dark, and he turned around and left in the direction of the classroom with no expression on his face.

……

It's Friday in a blink of an eye.

During the class meeting, after Ouliya finished explaining the rules, she suddenly announced that she would change seats.

The original seats were arranged according to height, with short people sitting in the front and tall people sitting in the back.

However, the seats were not arranged according to height this time. Some students with poor grades, or those who talked a lot and did not follow discipline in class were arranged to sit in the back row.

This is also understandable.

Surprisingly, Pei Ziheng's seat was also arranged in the second to last row at the back.

Poor grades and disobeying disciplines, no matter which of these two things, Pei Ziheng had nothing to do with.

On the contrary, since he was the best in the class and the youngest and shortest, he should sit in the front row of the class.

Regarding the new seat arranged by Ouliya, Pei Ziheng just looked at the other person quietly for two seconds and packed up his things without saying anything.

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