Chapter 11 (1/2)

With direction, the rest is much easier.

The article ”choice is more important than effort” has been revised several times. Wu Tao still doesn't feel very safe. Just write another article and have a double insurance!

Anyway, there are many similar articles and passages in his mind. It's all the benefits of the era of Internet information explosion. As long as he organizes and refines carefully and gives full play to his writing skills, it should be nothing to write 180 articles.

After a little thought, he picked up his pen and wrote down a title: the story of a drop of honey

At three o'clock on Sunday afternoon, Wu Tao launched two eight bars.

Zhang Huilan had to find time to choose rice and prepare ingredients for her son.

”Why did you leave so early today?”

”Do something early.”

Zhang Huilan poured out the sand from the rice, put the japonica rice into the rice bag and said, ”you blame your mother for what happened yesterday?”

”Mom, what did you say? Since you agreed to my high school entrance examination yesterday, how can I rest assured of those past things? Besides, I'm so much bigger than Xiaojiang. How can I really care about him? ”

Zhang Huilan always felt that the eldest brother was more considerate and sensible, so when the mother and son communicated, they were not good at words, not even a word of praise.

Wu Tao doesn't feel disappointed or anything, because this is my mother's character. He has long been used to it.

A moment later, Zhang Huilan took out the grass eggs she had accumulated for a period of time from the house and put them into the rice bag.

Wu Tao quickly stopped and said, ”Mom, I'd better leave these to Xiaojiang.”

”Don't worry, Xiaojiang will take a bite.” Say, still want to force into.

”Xiaojiang told me last night that he hadn't eaten eggs for a month.” Wu Tao said with a smile, ”just stay. These days, sericulture and farming rush together at home. Xiao Jiang can't even eat. Let him make up for these. ”

Zhang Huilan smiled and put down the egg, then took out a big picture from her pocket. Ten dollars. Here's two weeks' pocket money.

Wu Tao confiscated it, patted his pocket and said, ”Grandpa gave me twenty. That's enough.”

Pushing the 28 bars out of the courtyard, Wu Jiang and black egg showed their heads from Aunt Hua's house next door.

”Brother, your cooking is delicious. I'll cook it for me when you come back next time!” Wujiang shouted from a distance.

Wu Tao smiled and scolded angrily, ”you're a eater!”

Instead, the black egg caught up with him persistently. Holding two hot cooked eggs in his small hand, he stuffed them into Wu Tao's bag and said, ”brother Tao, I will be like you in the future. I will go to high school and college!”

Wu Tao quickly took out the two eggs from his bag and planned to return them to the black egg, but the black egg had already run away: ”my mother cooked them for you.”

Through the back of black egg, I saw aunt Hua leaning against her door.

Aunt Hua is still that Aunt Hua. She is too stubborn to owe anyone. I left black eggs for dinner last night. Today I decided to pay back two eggs in the fortress.

Twenty minutes later, Wu Tao pushed his car and slid into the courtyard of the water conservancy station. He said hello to Uncle Tang, unloaded the rice grain and put it into the room. He couldn't even wipe his sweat, so he went straight to the school.

At half past three, the classroom had gathered twos and threes of students.

Wu Tao knows that an Rong must be here. She lives in the district government compound and is taken care of by a specially assigned person. She doesn't need to go home to get dry food and money. As for the reunion with her parents, her parents are busy people. If you want to get together, you have to make an appointment first.

After a silent eye contact with an Rong, Wu Tao returned to his seat, took out the two manuscripts he wrote last night, and did the last through reading check.