Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 7: Who Doesn't Want Tenderness (7)

[For example.] Zong Que opened the assigned work path.

[For example, in such a peaceful era, it is not possible to take other people's lives at will, but if someone persecutes the host's life safety, it is allowed to fight back, and for example, if the law of the jungle must kill others to survive, the first thing the host has to do is to save his own life. ] 1314 said, "We are very humane, the host should not be afraid. 】

[Well, got it, write your homework.] Zong Que took out his phone, looked at the list of homework listed, and took out the first math.

[Oh, okay. The system looked at the host who was sitting very upright and writing homework very seriously.

The host doesn't seem to be afraid at all, and I don't know if I cherish life a little more.

Zong Que thought that there was indeed a higher level of the world, and at what level the system was at was unknown.

The homework naturally has to be written, but the multiple-choice three questions need to be wrong twice, the fill-in-the-blank questions are basically all wrong except for the first one, and only the first question page writes the first step.

Poor students' homework will be relatively simple, because even if they are wrong, the teacher will get used to it.

But the system looks at the vertical patterns and steps neatly listed by the host on the scratch paper next to it, as well as the completely correct answers, and feels that it is also very serious and responsible to let the host be a bad student.

A test paper from beginning to end, plus the time to turn the book to find the formula, the night is already very deep.

Zong Que looked at the examination paper, thought for a while, and wrote the words of understanding in the blank space of the big question.

Just like Lin Heng said, at least let the teacher see that his attitude is correct.

Things were packed into the bag, Zong Que looked at the living expenses put aside, found a box and put it in separately, locked it in the drawer, and then got up to pack up and sleep.

Life at home was relatively leisurely, and when he got up, the waste in the yard had already been sold, and the old man was not at home, but the meals in the kitchen pot were still warm.

Zong Que ate breakfast, cleaned the pots and bowls, and thought about the lunch meal, but the old man brought back the minced meat at noon, saying that he wanted to make dumplings, and everything he wanted to handle was refused.

When eating, the dumplings in Zongque's bowl have thin skin and large filling, and he is very willing to put meat, but the old man's own bowl is basically vegetarian.

His gaze stayed for a long time, and the old man asked with a smile: "Is it delicious?" "

"Yours is vegan." Zong Que said.

"When you are older, you can't digest meat, it's good to eat some vegetarian." The old man smiled and said, "You young man grows a body, eat more, not enough." "

Zong Que took the empty bowl from the side, dialed out half of his own, and took half out of the old man's bowl, poured half of the minced meat into it, and placed it separately: "Divide half, the whole meat is too greasy." "

"Hey, hey." The old man held his chopsticks a little stunned, "It's really..."

She sighed deeply and smiled: "Xiao Que has really grown up. "

[The host is really filial. 1314 praised.

[It's better to be fair.] Zong Que lowered his head to eat.