After arriving home, Jiang Anan showed the autumn outing notice to Wu Jiahui.
After reading it, Wu Jiahui asked her: "Does An An want to go?"
Jiang Anan nodded.
"Then go, but you can't go to dangerous places or participate in dangerous projects." Wu Jiahui has always paid attention to the growth of her children. Even if their family is well off, she doesn't want them to be special than ordinary children.
Especially after my daughter became hearing-impaired, I was even more worried that she would have low self-esteem, so I always encouraged her to make more friends and hang out with friends after she entered high school.
After getting her mother's consent, Jiang Anan took out a pen in her schoolbag and asked Wu Jiahui to sign the notice.
Then I remembered what I heard in the office in the afternoon, so I told Wu Jiahui, and added at the end: "Their teacher said that he is the only student in the whole grade who does not go to the autumn outing. It is very pitiful."
Wu Jiahui frowned after hearing this. She had known about the Mid-Autumn Festival trip for a long time, and it was all based on students' own conditions. They freely chose whether to go or not.
Although each student only charges a few hundred yuan, it is inevitable that some students from poor families choose not to go every year.
This is indeed inappropriate for Teacher Zhou to handle this situation.
Seeing what Wu Jiahui was thinking with her eyebrows furrowed, Jiang Anan suggested, "Mom, I think the school can give free autumn outings to students who have been ranked first in grade."
Wu Jiahui rubbed her daughter's head. She knew that her daughter had always been kind-hearted.
But sometimes she is afraid that her kindness will be easily taken advantage of.
So she explained to Jiang An'an the specific context of the whole matter. It was a matter of independent choice. If the school or foundation came forward to help poor students with the money, it would be unfair to the students who contributed the money.
After listening to this, Jiang Anan understood that it was really not easy to get involved in this matter.
Wu Jiahui saw the look of realization on her face, smiled and touched the cochlear machine next to her ear: "Okay, hurry up and wash up and do your homework."
After Jiang Anan came down, she picked up her schoolbag on the sofa and went upstairs. Wu Jiahui ordered again: "If you are hungry later, let Aunt Lin bring you the snacks brought back tonight."
"I know, Mom."
Wu Jiahui was right about Jiang Yan. It was not something she could interfere with, so she didn't take it to heart.
After breakfast the next morning, Jiang Anan went to school with the shrimp dumplings prepared by Aunt Lin and the snacks Wu Jiahui asked her to bring with her.
Probably because there was no traffic jam today, I arrived at school more than ten minutes earlier than usual, and there were not many people on the long avenue.
When he was approaching the teaching building, Jiang Anan saw a figure squatting on the ground in front of him, holding his stomach.
As she approached, the other person raised his head and met each other's eyes. She saw the other person's brows furrowed tightly in pain.
It's that boy, Jiang Yan.
The other party just glanced at her and lowered his head.
Jiang Anan had already walked over, but after thinking about it, she turned back and approached him, and asked him slowly and quietly: "Classmate, what's wrong with you? Do you need help?"
Jiang Yan raised his head and glanced at her again, then stood up and walked a dozen steps to sit on the stone chair next to him.
When she saw that the other party was ignoring her, she originally planned to stay out of her own business, but she saw that he looked really uncomfortable and remembered that his family conditions were really not good.
Jiang Anan, who still couldn't bear to leave like this, walked up to him and continued to ask him softly: "Are you feeling sick in your stomach? Do I need to take you to the school doctor's office?"
"No need." Jiang Yan's voice was hoarse. Yesterday, his grandmother was hospitalized and he was busy taking care of her all night. He hadn't eaten anything since noon yesterday and had stomach cramps from being overly hungry.
The girl in front of him had a ponytail, a round face, bright eyes when talking to him, and headphones in both ears. This was the third time he met the girl in front of him when he was in the most embarrassing moment. It seemed that she was wearing such a pair of dark blue headphones every time.
Jiang Anan didn't care that the other party rejected her kindness, and observed that the place he was covering seemed to be his stomach.
So she thought about it, opened the thermal bag she was carrying, took out a few pieces of packaged chestnut cake and placed it next to the boy: "If you have a stomachache, if you haven't had breakfast, it's best to eat something first, wait a minute The school doctor is at work. Go get some stomach medicine from him."
Afraid that the other party would find it strange, he continued: "This is chestnut cake. It's delicious. I'm going to class first. Bye."
Jiang Yan looked at the girl's retreating back, the horse's tail swaying as she walked.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the snacks placed aside. After a while, he finally picked up one of them and tore open the package.
After arriving in the classroom, she saw Zhang Xiyuan and Chen Yu talking as soon as she entered the door. These two people arrived earlier than her, and their foodie attributes were fully exposed.
Seeing Jiang An'an come in, Chen Yu immediately went over and took the bag from her hand: "Good guy, you are really feeding us like pigs, it's so heavy."
"Fortunately, my mother also asked me to bring some snacks."
After opening the bag, Jiang Anan took out the snacks and handed the thermos box to Zhang Xiyuan so that they could eat it while it was hot.
Jiang Anan left some for two friends, and distributed the other snacks to several nearby classmates with whom she usually had good relationships, and received unanimous thanks from everyone.
After Chen Yu ate two shrimp dumplings in one go, he couldn't help but praise: "It's so delicious. It's even better than the ones I ate at the teahouse in Guangdong City before."
"Yes, yes, this dumpling should only be found in heaven!"
I knew that these two people were exaggerating, but Jiang Anan was still very happy after the accurate feeding: "Just like it."
She sat in the second row from the front and could easily see the corridor outside the classroom.
Jiang Yan was in Class 2 next door, and she had to pass by Class 1 when she was going back to class, so she turned around and saw him just walking by.
The tall and upright figure of the young man walked over, completely different from the man she saw just now who was clutching his stomach and looking fragile.
I don’t know if he ate the snacks she gave him or took medicine.
Seeing her staring outside, Zhang Xiyuan asked her after swallowing the last bite of shrimp dumplings: "What are you looking at?"
"She is looking at the top grader in the next class." Chen Yu sat on the seat to her right and could easily observe her.
"Oh?" Zhang Xiyuan had a gossipy look on his face.
"I was just wondering if the results of last cycle's midterm exam came out today and he would be the first in his grade again."
In order to prevent them from thinking wrongly, Jiang Anan could only tell a little lie.
"It must be, after all, he is a person blessed by the God of Learning?"
Jiang Anan was confused: "How to say?"
"Jiang Yan didn't become a top student only in his freshman year of high school. He was the first in his grade seven or eight times out of ten times in elementary school and junior high school. In high school, he was directly promoted to God, ranking first every time. Isn't this the blessing of the God of Study?"
Jiang An'an nodded in agreement. With this IQ and appearance, if it weren't for the fact that the name Jiang Yan didn't appear in the original work, she would have thought it was the configuration of the male protagonist!
Zhang Xiyuan and Jiang Yan were both promoted from the middle school section of No. 1 Middle School, so they knew more about it and started gossiping to them.
