Rebirth: Growing Up Together

"Ouch." Xu Cheng's ticklish spot was poked by her. He trembled all over and almost jumped up from his seat. He glared at the girl angrily.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry." The girl pouted, looking pitiful, "I just want to play another round, bad brother..."

"Let's compete." Xu Cheng agreed immediately. He looked at the name on the notebook on the girl's desk and said, "Shen Jiajing, even if we play ten games, you still can't be my opponent."

Shen Jiajing pouted angrily, her eyes determined, "Despicable big brother, I won't lose."

Xu Cheng glanced at her and said, "Then I'll start!"

Shen Jiajing nodded, "Let's get started."

"You lost again." Xu Cheng shrugged helplessly.

"Ah? Has it started yet?"

Shen Jiajing was surprised. It was the first time she encountered such an unethical tactic.

In the small classroom, the teacher was talking about some simple musical instrument backgrounds on the stage, while trying to maintain order in the chaotic classroom. Xu Cheng felt that he could not learn anything at all, and his arm was constantly poked by Shen Jiajing next to him.

She looked at Xu Cheng with a resentful expression, like an angry wife, and kept muttering, "Bad brother, another round..."

Xu Cheng was annoyed. "Well, let me say one more thing. If you can learn it, you win. But if you can't, you can't bother me anymore."

"Yeah."

Shen Jiajing agreed confidently, with waves in her eyes like stars hanging in the sky.

Xu Cheng cleared his throat and said clearly, "Forty-four dead persimmon trees."

After saying that, he looked at Shen Jiajing and said, "Simple, right?"

Shen Jiajing was full of confidence, with dimples on her face. "Who can't learn this? Forty-four four...bah...sex...snakes..."

Her eyes were anxious and her tongue seemed to be tied, so she couldn't speak, and her face turned red with anxiety.

Xu Cheng crossed her arms across her chest. Flat tongue consonants and curled tongue consonants were beyond the ability of a first-grade girl to handle.

Sure enough, after trying for a long time without success, Shen Jiajing began to lie on the table and draw circles in autism.

Halfway through the class, a new female teacher wearing flesh-colored stockings came in. She had a slim figure and I don’t know what kind of strong perfume she had sprayed on, which instantly filled the entire classroom.

Shen Jiajing, who was sitting next to Xu Cheng, suddenly became anxious and kept looking at the front of the classroom with a frown.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Cheng noticed that something was wrong with her.

Shen Jiajing didn't say anything. She stood up, supported herself on the table with one hand, and covered her neck with the other hand, breathing heavily, her face slightly red.

"Student, please sit down." said the female teacher at the podium.

Shen Jiajing no longer had the strength to hold on. She fell to the ground, gasping for breath with her mouth open, looking extremely miserable.

Such a loud noise immediately attracted the attention of the entire classroom. All the children looked over, and the female teacher also came over anxiously.

"What's going on? What happened to her?"

The so-called female teacher was actually a female college student. She was completely panicked at the moment and didn't know how to deal with the situation.

Xu Cheng immediately realized something and quickly looked around.

"perfume!"

"Teacher, please leave here quickly. Your perfume is causing her asthma attack!"

The female teacher agreed in a daze, stepped back in a panic, went to the classroom door, and anxiously asked Xu Cheng, "Student, do you need to give her artificial respiration?"

"Artificial respiration will kill her!" Xu Cheng's forehead was sweating with nervousness. "Hurry up and call 120 for an ambulance!"

"Oh...oh..."

A few more female teachers rushed into the classroom. Xu Cheng didn't know whether they also smelled of perfume, so he didn't let them come over.

"Open all the windows and get out, she needs space to breathe!"

In this era when first aid knowledge has not been popularized, every word said by Xu Cheng, a 10-year-old boy, is golden rule in the ears of these young female teachers.

Xu Cheng helped Shen Jiajing sit up, asked her to hold the bench and lean forward slightly.

"Do you have medicine? Shen Jiajing, did you bring medicine?"

When Xu Cheng was in college, he had a roommate who suffered from asthma, so he knew that asthma patients usually carry sprays with them.

Shen Jiajing was crying in pain, and her originally fair face began to turn slightly purple. She nodded hard.

Xu Cheng felt in her pocket, opened her pink schoolbag, and finally found a can of spray. He shook it for her and handed it to her.

The ambulance arrived relatively quickly, and the doctor took Shen Jiajing away, so Xu Cheng was not in any danger.

After this incident, he was no longer interested in attending any training classes, so he simply slipped out with his schoolbag on his back when the teacher wasn't paying attention.

"Whose past was the priest temple war bow and arrow?"

"I like the picture of you being the only one for me in the crowd"

After turning a corner, Xu Cheng found that the training class was located in the city center. The shops on the street were playing "Love in AD" in a trendy way. Looking up to the left, he saw the modern building that Xu Cheng was familiar with - Xinhua Bookstore.

He would occasionally think of the sweet potato girl from that summer. He had been to Xinhua Bookstore countless times since then, but had never seen her again, just like his childhood that was gradually fading away.

Looking towards the familiar floor-to-ceiling window, Xu Cheng's pupils shrank slightly.

It was still the familiar sweet potato stall, with the same lively atmosphere, but the lonely girl in front of the stall surprised Xu Cheng.

It's actually her...

Chapter 34: The Long Gown That Can Be Taken Off

In the city center, there is a large flow of people and it is bustling. The sunlight penetrates through the huge plane trees and falls on the road, creating mottled light and shadows.

The gray stove, the roasted sweet potatoes, the sweet potato stall on a broken tricycle, and the pair of clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes behind the tricycle are all just separated by a window from the elite bookstore.

On one side is the lingering smell of worldly life, on the other side is the fresh fragrance of paper, ink and books.

It turned out to be Yu Yu...

Fate is a really wonderful thing. Xu Cheng couldn't help but think that if he was really an ordinary child, the people he met when he was old enough to forget everything might have been forgotten, and he wouldn't even notice a miraculous reunion even if it happened.

He did not go over to disturb the peace of Yu Yu, but just squatted quietly beside and watched, he was really curious -

How do social phobias sell things?

Coincidentally, a grandmother pushing a baby stroller stopped in front of the stall and looked around the stall with her eyes squinting.

"Girl, is this your stall?"

Yu Yu stood up hurriedly, put the exercise book on his lap on the bench, and nodded vigorously with an awkward expression.

"Ok!"

Xu Cheng noticed that her eyes were closed when she spoke.

This is the result of using up all my strength, clenching my fists, blushing, and finally saying one word...

Quite cute.

The aunt was picking and choosing from a pile of sweet potatoes.

"How to sell it?"

"Two dollars each..." Yu Yu, who was just a little taller than the stove, spoke in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

The aunt scratched her ears, but couldn't hear clearly, so she asked again.

"how much for one?"

Yu Yu stretched out his white fingers and made the number two in front of him, which was exactly like a scissors hand gesture.

Xu Cheng couldn't help but cough twice, "Silly..."

Finally, the old lady wanted to pick four ones with pointed ends and well-proportioned shapes, and Yu Yuzhen picked out four of them. He didn't look like a business person at all.

If you sell them like this, you will end up with a bunch of small, ugly ones left, which you can't sell.

Xu Cheng stood up and walked towards the stall, ready to say hello to his classmate.

"Yu Yu, did your parents ask you to come and sell things by yourself?"

Yu Yu had just sat down on the bench when he saw the person speaking. His peach blossom eyes gradually widened in disbelief.

The auntie who was selling fruit with a basket nearby looked at Xu Cheng and said, "Young man, do you recognize her?"

"Yes, we are classmates."

"Oh, this is the first time I see Xiaoyu's classmates. Have a peach." The aunt handed over a big, bright pink peach. Xu Cheng embarrassedly shook his head to refuse.

"You're too polite. We tough guys don't eat this."

After chatting with the aunt for a while, he found out that Yu Yu usually went to the stall with her mother-in-law. Today, her mother-in-law might be sick, so she was alone. Those of them who knew each other from their daily lives came to help out.

"It's been a long and arduous journey for this girl and her mother-in-law to live together for so many years. It's not easy."

Xu Cheng was chatting with the aunt on the side, while Yu Yu was sitting alone, feeling awkward, her pretty face blushing.

How come Aunt Wang is so talkative... She knows everything about our family...

At this time, an old man came to the stall, hunched over and glanced at the pile of sweet potatoes.

"How to sell it?"

Yu Yu was about to speak when Xu Cheng spoke up loudly

"Grandpa, they're two dollars each. If you want more, I'll pick out some big ones for you. They all have red hearts and sweet flesh, and their skins are juicy."

The old man was amused by Xu Cheng's words, "You are so young, but you can say that these two yuan are too expensive. I can buy a pound of sweet potatoes for a few cents at the farmer's market."

Xu Cheng also got excited. He stood behind the stall and said with a beaming face, "Two yuan is just a drop in the bucket. Anyone can afford it. The crooked melons and cracked dates you buy at the farmers' market are all genetically modified. How can they be the same as the ones we grow at home with chemical fertilizers?"

"Look at the outside, a layer of sticky sugar oil, and the golden flesh inside, sweet and sticky, I guarantee you will be healthy and strong after eating it!"

The auntie selling fruits in the back was amused by what she heard. Where did this child come from who is so eloquent?

Yu Yu also frowned and looked at Xu Cheng. How could he occupy someone else's stall so casually...

Excessive!

The old man was very tempted and asked Xu Cheng to pick two for him to take away. Then a female white-collar worker immediately came up behind him, wearing a standard suit, hip skirt, black stockings and high heels.

"Little boy, how much is this?"

Xu Cheng said harmlessly, "I sell them to others for three yuan each, ten yuan for three, two yuan for sisters, and only two yuan for pretty sisters."

The female white-collar worker smiled, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

"The kid is really sweet, so cute. Then give four to your sister."

"Pretty sister, you might as well take five. Ten dollars is not too much. You can't go to Xianggang Singapore."

Xu Cheng kept repeating tongue twisters as if he was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and kept calling "beautiful sister" one sentence after another. The female white-collar workers were overjoyed, especially since the boy was so cute.

"I really can't do anything about you, so just take five."

Yu Yu was watching from the side and she felt it was incredible.

That's five?

She only sold four in the whole morning, but Xu Cheng sold six in just a short while!

If only I could say that...

With these two orders at the beginning, the sweet potato stall instantly became lively. The little boy's eloquent speech attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Someone asked him why such a young child was selling things here.

Xu Cheng explained with a smile that his mother-in-law was sick today and could not go to the stall.

Yu Yu puffed up his lips in anger again.

That really looks like your mother-in-law!

"Kid, you just sold two to the pretty sister, and now it's three more to me?"

"The king of kings, the calcium of calcium, anyone who buys it today gets two dollars."

Not only did he speak in tongue twisters, but Xu Cheng also did not forget to promote the product.