A Young Woman's Heart

The person who just answered her was Li Wanyan.

……

(three)

Today, only my mother is managing the shop.

Father went to drink with his godfather.

Business was so busy in the evening that she didn't even have time to cook dinner.

"Mom, you've never eaten this before?"

"You haven't eaten yet. Come and help me, stretch the bag."

"Coming, coming—why haven't you eaten yet?"

"Where would I find the time? Your old man's gone drinking again."

"Looking for a sugar daddy?"

"Ah."

"It's no big deal to go drinking with your sugar daddy."

"Who knows if he's gambling?"

"It's been so many years, it's nothing."

"Mountains and rivers may be moved, but a person's nature is hard to change."

"That's what my mother said, sounding annoyed."

"Of course not, at most it'll just be playing some small games with my godfather and the others."

"That's still a gamble."

"People need some form of entertainment, don't they?"

Mo Xueyao stretched the open bag forward a little.

Li Wanyan silently walked to the refrigerator and glanced at the vegetables inside.

There was a bowl of pre-cut rice cakes inside, which Yang Xiaoyu had obviously planned to cook for herself.

Since I'm eating alone, there's no need to make it too complicated.

She took out the rice cake, picked up an egg, cut off a small piece of meat, and then cut it into shreds on the cutting board.

They took the ingredients and went to the back.

Before long, Mo Xueyao smelled a faint smell of cooking oil, mixed with a hint of soy sauce.

They finally stopped working after all the guests had left.

The mother walked to the refrigerator, just about to ask something, when a small hand reached out diagonally and handed her a bowl of stir-fried rice cakes that smelled of soy sauce and lard.

"Ah, seeing the stir-fried rice cakes makes me feel a little..." Before Mo Xueyao could finish speaking, Li Wanyan pointed to the small bowl on the table, which also contained stir-fried rice cakes. Clearly, she had already expected it.

"Wow, as expected of Wanyan!"

"Eat slowly, that's all."

"Why didn't you cook more?"

"Didn't you already have dinner?"

"...Let's have a late-night snack!"

"Aren't you afraid of getting fat?" Li Wanyan's gaze fell on Mo Xueyao's thighs.

"Cough... um... um... never mind." Winter really is the easiest season to gain weight.

The mother sat down at the table with a plate of fried rice cakes, looking quite content: "Sigh, Yan Yan is such a good goddaughter. Yao Yao, when are you going to learn from others?"

“Wanyan is no stranger,” Mo Xueyao retorted.

"You're all talk and no action, all you do is try to be clever."

"Mom, have your rice cake. Aren't you hungry?"

"soy Mujer……"

"Lelouch lenouch—Aww ahhh (pulls my tongue)?!"

……

Chapter 138 The Busy End of the Semester

(One)

Test papers, exercises, test papers, exercises.

so repeatedly.

That is the end of the semester for senior high school students.

Although the teachers all said that the next semester would be even busier, the fact that the last semester was almost over was enough to make everyone feel overwhelmed.

Even a student like Mo Xueyao can only finish all her homework at school.

Many people, even if they continue writing at home, often drag their tired bodies and unfinished homework to school the next day to copy.

This is no longer a question of whether or not one is being lazy.

Rather, it's because their abilities and talents have reached the upper limit for many people.

Fortunately, unlike other classes, Class Two did not require students to finish their homework no matter what. Except for the strict Jingdie, the other teachers allowed them to finish their homework as much as possible. If they really couldn't finish, they were not to copy it. They could just come to school the next day to listen to the teacher's explanation.

But if someone deliberately doesn't do their homework, they'll definitely be caught and punished with extra homework.

Even Liu Xiaowei, who is usually quite carefree, has rarely gone out to play after class lately, and he always spends his lunch break hunched over his desk writing furiously.

Of course, sometimes he would be lazy and copy some homework, pretending that he had written it but hadn't finished it.

The students in the classroom all had dark circles under their eyes, especially the girls, who looked noticeably tired.

The boys, on the other hand, remained energetic, with a few still having the leisure to chat loudly or fool around during the long break.

"You guys are so noisy..." Even the good-tempered Ye Banxia couldn't help but raise her head slightly and mutter softly, "If you want to make a scene, go outside, don't bump into my table..."

She was resting with her eyes closed during the long break between classes. She looked so tired that it was as if she hadn't slept for days and nights. She could take a nap whenever she had a spare moment.

"Xiaxia, you can sit inside." Her deskmate, An Ruosu, gave her the seat against the wall.

The latter nodded gratefully, then collapsed wearily once more.

However, compared to the fatigue or busyness of others, Li Wanyan even had the energy to do some extra homework or create her own problems.

She seems to have absolutely no need for relaxation time.

Every time Mo Xueyao looked at her, it felt like she was writing nonstop.

"Phew, never mind, I'll just rest." Mo Xueyao yawned, resting her chin on her hand. Perhaps it was because of the winter, but even though she slept for more than seven hours at night, she still felt sleepy during the day.

The heating in the classroom was more like a hypnotic gas, making it easy for people's eyelids to droop.

"Mo Xueyao, do you have a black pen? Mine is out of ink."

"Is your spare water also out of water?"

"I forgot to buy a spare..."

Helplessly, she could only pull a black pen from her pencil case and hand it to Zhou Yong, while she continued to blank out her thoughts and start daydreaming. It wasn't that she had no homework to do; she simply didn't want to put pen to paper.

Everyone has those moments when they don't want to do anything, right?

……

(two)

"Let the function f(x) = |2x - 7| + 1, find the solution set of the inequality f(x) ≤ x..." Mo Xueyao read the question aloud. After reading it once, she quickly wrote down the process and answer on the test paper without thinking. Then she went back to read the question again to make sure she had not made any mistakes before moving on to the next question.

In science subjects, the difference in efficiency is most pronounced. A fast student like her can finish a math test of average difficulty in half an hour, while an average student takes about 40 to 50 minutes, and a student who is even worse might only be able to finish one in an hour.

Today is Friday, January 11th, so the teachers have assigned an unusually large amount of homework.

After getting over her lazy morning, Mo Xueyao cheered herself up and decided to write more at school.

After all, the classroom is heated. If I were to write at home, my hands would often freeze before I finished my homework.

Fingerless gloves offer almost no warmth.

As for air conditioning... unless it's very cold, it's best not to turn it on, otherwise you won't be able to get through this cold winter at home.

Even if you only turn it on occasionally, the electricity bill will be quite high, let alone if it's left on for a long time.

"Little Yaoyao, have you done your geography homework?"

"not yet."

"I'm finished writing, do you want to copy it?"

"...What was the geography assignment again?"

"It's a test paper, the really hard kind."

“Oh—if it’s too difficult, I’ll write it myself,” Mo Xueyao replied without looking up.

Wang Jiale turned around and said, "Yinyin, I want to copy~ By the way, aren't we going to the band room at noon today?"

"Is it okay if I skip lunch for one day?"

"This is actually something Yin Yin said?"

"What's wrong? I'm just really busy and don't want to move." Hua Yinyin pouted and handed her completed test paper to Wang Jiale.

How long until the holiday starts?

"Who knows? They haven't notified us yet."

"Do you want to go to the band room after school this afternoon?"

"...Okay, go ahead."