Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1117 377. Tomorrow is also Haruhika!
"where?"

Xiaoche took the escalator all the way back to the fifth floor. Wang Xiaohu told her on the phone to keep walking in the direction of the Minions.

"Minions—"

Where are the Minions? Xiaoche remembered seeing a group of Minions dolls on the fifth floor just now.

After looking around and walking a few steps forward, the car saw two welcoming Minions at the entrance of the leisure and reading area, but did not see Wang Xiaohu.

"Coming! Where are you?"

Xiaoche asked while quickening his pace. After walking about ten steps along the bookshelf aisle, he heard Wang Xiaohu's voice coming from the left.

"Here, here, here! I hear you, here!"

"I heard you, too!"

The second generation of children once again gathered in the home life library area.

"What's wrong with you!?"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu sitting on the ground, the car went forward to take Wang Xiaohu.

"fine."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled and stood up before the car came to him.

"Here!" He put away his phone and held out his left hand with a bit of pride, "Take a look at this one, how about it?"

Xiaoche took it with both hands, and was immediately attracted by the warm-colored book cover, and then the title of the book: "Tomorrow is also Xiaochun Dayhe."

What does it mean? She murmured as she flipped open the book. The illustrations and words that came into her sight immediately attracted her.

[Well, let’s get started]

[Building a log cabin in the field]

[Weaving cloth and growing vegetables by hand]

【Sharing the fruits of the harvest with everyone】

【Do your best and live seriously】

In the illustration, the sun shines through the shade of the trees. An old lady and an old man are sitting on a wooden bench. They are both wearing clean white sweatshirts and glasses. Their bright smiles are even more vibrant than the green trees and sunshine behind them.

The picture was so touching, and the vertical text on the side gave Xiaoche a faint sense of healing in his heart, as if everything had quieted down.

Just flip it over.

【Mr. Shuichi has kidney problems, so his doctor recommended that he eat less salt. 】

[In order to reduce the amount of salt used, Ms. Yingzi thought of many ways. ]

I think Mr. Xiuyi is the old grandfather and the old grandmother is Ms. Yingzi. Using Mr. and Ms. to describe an elderly couple is still new to Xiaoche.

[She uses eggs, fish balls, shrimp balls, etc. to make different soups every day, and then blanch green onions, cabbage, bean sprouts, mushrooms, etc. in boiling water, and then puts them into the previously boiled meatball soup. ]

[Stop adding salt and cook them as a stew. Although the taste is light, you can eat more vegetables and reduce the amount of salt.]

Through the text, the car seemed to have seen a pot of fragrant stew with the original flavor of the ingredients about to be served.

Xiao Che wasn't sure if she would like this stew, but as the daughter of a chef, she could feel the love of her grandmother in this unique recipe.

"That's great." Xiaoche smiled subconsciously.

This laugh made Wang Xiaohu feel relieved. Just because he thought it was appropriate didn't mean Che Lin would think so. Now it seemed that at least Che Lin had been attracted by the book.

Wang Xiaohu was so distracted by the car that he wanted to take another look, as he had only seen it hastily just now.

But there were no more unopened books on the bookshelf. In order not to disturb the car, he quietly went behind the car and "sniffed" the contents of the pages with his peripheral vision.

While browsing with the two children, Xiaoche discovered that this was not just a recipe, but also a metaphor of life.

Grandpa Xiuyi would make special partition cards for the more than 70 kinds of vegetables and more than 50 kinds of fruits in the yard, indicating the category, name, and even their maturity time.

For example: [Next year's strawberry seedlings]

Grandma Yingzi would list three ways to eat strawberries: eating them raw, cooking them in a casserole with fine sugar to make strawberry jam, freezing them and eating them frozen, or using them to decorate cakes.

The two old people’s daily routine is to wear straw hats and pick cherries together, one on the tree and the other under the tree.

Xiao Che didn't know how to express her thoughts on this. She thought such a life was too far away from her, yet it seemed to be right in front of her.

The book is nothing but various records of Grandma Yingzi's planting of fruits and vegetables and her hand-made cooking, Grandpa Xiuyi repairing the cottage, making various daily necessities, making recipes for Grandma Yingzi, and classifying various items. These are all daily necessities that cannot be more trivial, but they bring wave after wave of shock to Xiaoche's heart.

When I saw Grandma Yingzi's words - [When you want to live your life in detail, it will become countless small fragments. In fact, life is made up of the trivial things every day]

Xiao Che's heart gradually calmed down, and she seemed to feel the meaning of living with heart again.

Although there are still many thoughts that cannot be described, she has completely fallen in love with this book. She likes the fulfillment and joy that this book brings her.

She planned to share this fulfilling joy with Aunt Sang. Perhaps for a restaurant owner, this was an even more worthwhile book to read.

Perhaps the records in this book are even further away from Aunt Sang's life, but Xiao Che still remembers how Aunt Sang taught her to make a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers with the simplest materials.

There are more than one similar bouquets in the house.

Perhaps Aunt Sang already has such a happy tomorrow hidden in her heart, but the trivialities of life have left her no time to record her life in the form of words and pictures like Grandma Yingzi in the book.

Maybe Auntie Sang would actually like this cookbook!
Too many perhapss have made Xiao Che unable to help but start looking forward to the arrival of the 23rd. She can't wait to see Aunt Sang's reaction after she receives the book and opens it.

"You are the one."

The last second, Wang Xiaohu was still reading the words on the pages of the book with great interest, and Grandpa Xiuyi was teaching how to sow barley. Then the book was closed by the cart.

"Have you decided?" Wang Xiaohu asked with a grin.

"Yeah." Xiaoche turned around and nodded firmly at Wang Xiaohu, praising him without reservation, "You're amazing."

Wang Xiaohu looked away and scratched his head: "No, just whatever you think is appropriate."

Xiaoche immediately showed an affirmative look: "It's a perfect match. How did you find it?"

"Ah, this..." Facing Che Lin's slightly admiring tone, Wang Xiaohu was completely embarrassed and quickly explained: "I discovered it by accident. I saw that the title of the book was interesting, so I took it out and flipped through it. I felt it was more suitable for Aunt Sang."

Having said that, Wang Xiaohu walked around the cookbook shelf again and again.

He always felt that a book here did not look like a pure recipe book. He couldn't find a suitable book in other areas, so he decided to come back here and look through it carefully. Unexpectedly, he actually found this book while flipping through them one by one.

He likes it too, very much.

"Thanks!"

No matter how unexpected Wang Xiaohu said, Xiaoche would remember this day firmly! She really liked this gift prepared for Aunt Sang.

Glancing at the few remaining mobile phones, Xiao Che didn't dare delay any longer. She had picked out her gift, but Aunt Xu's gift was still not settled. "Let's continue picking out gifts for Aunt Xu. I will definitely cook a meal for you when I come back from the competition!"

Crit!

An absolute critical hit!
From treating someone to a meal to cooking for them, is the value of this comparable?

"How can that be possible! I will definitely treat you to a meal when you come back from the game," Wang Xiaohu seemed to have already eaten the meal prepared by Xiaoche. He felt so satisfied that he wanted to cry. He calmly took charge of the situation and said, "Let's get ready to go back. There are only forty minutes left. You can rest for a while when you go back."

"Ah?" Xiao Che thought to himself how could this be possible.

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu grinned and pulled out three copies of "Tomorrow is also Xiaori Chunhe" with complete covers from the bookshelf. "Don't you think this book is also suitable for my mother?"

"Eh?" Xiaoche thought for a moment, and his frown relaxed the next second, "It fits! That's great!"

Wang Xiaohu showed a proud expression again, "Let's go, it's almost time for me to go to grandpa's house, but I'm closer, I'll accompany you to take the bus first."

Xiaoche: "Are you sure it won't delay you?"

Wang Xiaohu: "It won't delay me. I have a conducting class at three o'clock."

"Can you give me a few more minutes?"

Anyway, there was no time to eat lunch at noon today. Xiao Che had already made up her mind to thank Wang Xiaohu properly after she came back from the competition. She also wanted to look over her study materials again.

"No problem, the second floor is full of them. What study materials do you want to look at?"

"English and math." Half a month ago, Xiao Che wanted to look at some tutoring materials for herself, and her teacher recommended Beiyi Book City to her.

English? Wang Xiaohu was moved, "Aren't you good at math?"

Xiaoche: "I want to buy another exercise book."

Wang Xiaohu: "What about English?"

When it comes to English, Xiaoche doesn't know what his problem is, "It's a bit bad."

It was simple. Wang Xiaohu thought something was wrong. "I am also terrible. Who can be as perverted as Xiaobei?"

Xiaoche shrugged: "Compared to me, you are already Xiaobei." As he spoke, the second child took the escalator to the second floor.

"Not really," Wang Xiaohu led the way, "English is actually not that difficult, I'm just too lazy to memorize words."

Xiaoche knew that Wang Xiaohu's English grades were okay. "I have been memorizing words all the time, but my grades just won't improve. I asked Xiaobei about it, and she told me helplessly that she had never learned English. Sigh~"

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, I actually never really studied English."

Xiaoche: "Ah? Including after junior high school?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah."

Xiaoche: "How many points did you get in the English final exam last semester?"

Wang Xiaohu: “85.”

Xiaoche: "That's amazing, isn't it?"

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head: "Half of our class scored above 90 points."

Xiaoche: "Gosh, I think your English test is so difficult."

Wang Xiaohu: "Have you seen our papers? Yes, yes, yes, the English paper I brought for Qiao Zhizhi that day was left in the garden." [Paper 232: 233, ]

Xiaoche: "I just took a quick look at it and felt that a score of 70 would be good."

Wang Xiaohu: "This~ shouldn't be the case. You've worked much harder than me. I learned English mainly from New Concept English learned in primary school."

Xiaoche: "I have a poor foundation."

Wang Xiaohu: "Didn't you take extra English lessons when you were a kid?"

"No." Xiaoche shook his head, walked forward, picked up a grammar textbook and started flipping through it. "I feel like memorizing more words is useless. Maybe I haven't memorized enough. I'm always confused about the various grammatical tenses, and I'm even more confused when taking exams."

Wang Xiaohu probably understood it, and after a moment, he said, "Alin."

Xiaoche turned around and said, "Hmm?"

Wang Xiaohu pursed his lips and asked, "Do you want to take extra English lessons?"

Take extra English lessons? The car was a little new to her, and if it could help improve her grades, she would definitely want to.

She promised her teacher, Dad, Aunt Sang, that she would improve her grades after entering junior high school.

In her mind, practicing and learning the piano have never been an excuse to affect her grades.

Compared to the children from the mountains that she saw on the Internet, Xiaoche felt that she had no excuse for poor grades.

Those students not only have to study, but also have to take care of their younger siblings, look after their grandparents, do laundry and cook, and walk over mountains and hills for an hour every day to get to school.

Compared to them, Xiaoche felt that he was already very happy.

If those classmates can study well under such difficult conditions, why can't I study well?
So Xiaoche has always believed that as long as he works harder, his grades will improve.

But the current situation is that English scores have remained stagnant.

Oh, it would be great if I could improve my English performance on my own.

Tutoring costs money, and Xiaoche certainly knows that.

She was really reluctant to let her family spend more money on her studies.

Eh? Thinking of this, Xiao Che suddenly realized a problem. She could use the money she saved to take English lessons.

"Arlene?"

"Ah," Xiaoche came back to his senses and closed the grammar book in his hand, "How much does it cost to take an extra English class?"

Wang Xiaohu: "I don't know either, but it shouldn't be very expensive."

Xiaoche: "Let's talk about it later, after we get back from the game."

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, just focus on the competition first. If you want to make up for the lessons after you come back from the competition, just let me know."

Xiaoche didn't know what Wang Xiaohu was thinking at the moment. He nodded slightly and picked up another English tutoring material.

"You look first, I'll be right back."

"Ah."

In the next five minutes, Xiaoche selected two English tutoring materials, one on grammar explanation and the other on reading comprehension.

A mathematics exercise book.

She counted it and it came to sixty-seven dollars.

Just when she turned around to look for Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu was running back carrying two bags.

"Have you chosen?" Wang Xiaohu asked from a distance.

Xiaoche: "Now that you've chosen, where are you going?"

Wang Xiaohu took out a hamburger from the bag in his left hand and said, "We don't have time to eat at noon. You can use it as a cushion on the way. We'll each have one."

"Okay, thank you," what could Xiaoche say to that? He took it with his hand, "Where did you buy it?"

Wang Xiaohu turned around and pointed to the third floor, "There are also fried chicken legs, but you have to wait."

Xiaoche nodded: "Let's go!"

Wang Xiaohu: "Let's go to the station. By the way, to save time, I have already paid for the book. You can just transfer it to me."

Xiaoche: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll give it to you when we get on the car."

After leaving the bookstore, Wang Xiaohu took the initiative to reach out and take the bag of books from Xiaoche: "You eat first, I'll hold it for you."

"You don't want to eat?" Xiaoche asked back.

Wang Xiaohu: "I had two eggs, a fried dough stick and a bowl of soy milk in the morning."

The second child returned to the bus stop along the same route, and as soon as he crossed the road, Wang Xiaohu took out his hamburger.

"Forget it, I'll eat with you."

"Give me the bag, I'm almost done."

"It's all the same. Hey, can we still hang out together next time?"

"Sure, let's play basketball together next time."

Today at Sunshine Shopping Mall, when passing by the video game arcade, Wang Xiaohu was so tempted by the basketball machine at the door that he almost went in.

"real or fake?!"

"Really? I like playing basketball, too."

"Really?! You still like playing basketball?"

"Any questions?"

"very strange."

"You're the one who's surprised that you'd wear a school uniform when you go out to play."

"you!!"

Just then the bus was approaching from a distance, and Wang Xiaohu hurriedly took out two books from his bag.

"for you."

"What are you doing to me!"

“I bought three.”

"what?"

"No, this one is for you!"

Xiaoche didn't react for a moment, and then saw Wang Xiaohu stretch out his fist.

She subconsciously raised her fist as well.

After colliding his two fists, Wang Xiaohu stuffed the two books into the cart and took a step back: "Bye, A-Lin! Good luck in the competition! You are the best!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

The bus slowly pulled into the station, but the driver's eyes were still on Wang Xiaohu's fast-running back.

next second.

“My tutoring materials!!”