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Chapter 1 I'm Not Tired

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    Someone said: "Childhood is like a boat, full of candy, full of toys, full of laughter, and full of happiness."

    Zhong Xiaoxiao summed up his childhood with only one word, that is: "Tired."

    Until one day, when the light fell into a dream, he realized that besides all kinds of boring studies, his life can be so wonderful.

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    Chapter 1 I am not tired

    "Xiao Xiao, you must go to the evening English class on time."

    "Xiao Xiao, tomorrow morning is Mathematical Olympiad class, have you finished all the homework required by Teacher Chen?"

    "Xiao Xiao, just now Coach Yan called me to say that tomorrow afternoon's basketball class will be changed to a confrontation game. You must cherish this rare opportunity to exercise"

    The nagging voice was none other than Zhong Xiaoxiao's mother, Zhang Lan.

    As long as he can remember, Zhong Xiaoxiao will hear his mother's advice almost every day, but after listening too much, he becomes numb, and now he is not even interested in responding.

    "Director Zhang, the condition of the pregnant woman in bed 27 is not very good, please go and have a look"

    Just when Zhong Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and was counting down in her heart, the voice on the other end of the phone interrupted the call between their mother and child.

    It's not the first time that this happened. Who told his mother to be an obstetrician and gynecologist? It's a busy person.

    It is no exaggeration to say that almost half of the newborns in their city were born in a hospital where his mother worked. As for the number of children delivered by the director Zhang, there are really too many to count.

    "Okay, mom is going to work, you must listen to your grandparents, mom and dad love you"

    Zhang Lan's voice gradually became blurred, and Zhong Xiaoxiao knew that his mother was going to work again.

    With a swipe of his finger, he had already hung up the phone.

    Zhong Xiaoxiao really wanted to tell his mother that his English class was over.

    Hey, what's the use of telling her.

    "Xiao Xiao, is your mother calling?" The silver-haired old man in the driver's seat asked.

    He is Zhong Xiaoxiao's grandfather, Zhang Runqun, a good grandfather who has been learning to take care of children since before retirement, a good driver, a good cook

    In short, as long as Zhang Runqun is helpful to Zhong Xiaoxiao's growth, he has learned it.

    When the students cast envious glances at Zhong Xiaoxiao, no matter how calm he is on the surface, there will be turmoil in his heart.

    He has long been grateful in his heart to his grandfather who silently contributed for him, and he respects him more and more.

    "Well, grandpa. Mom has to work overtime again"

    The old man has long been accustomed to the working status of his daughter and son-in-law. It is because he understands them that he and his wife are willing to help them take care of Xiao Xiao.

    This kind of care is from a baby who has just fallen to the ground to a handsome teenager.

    Xiaoxiao grew taller day by day, and their hair also changed from black to white.

    "Xiao Xiao, we won't get home in more than forty minutes, why don't you close your eyes and rest for a while?"

    The old man spoke neither fast nor slow, and his voice was extremely gentle, which also warmed Zhong Xiaoxiao's slightly lonely heart for a moment.

    Although the love of intergenerational people cannot replace parents, he can feel their careful care.

    Tired, of course tired, he kept shuttling from school to training class like a spinning top, how could he not be tired.

    "Grandpa, I'm not tired."

    This is Zhong Xiaoxiao. Even so, he will not say a word of tiredness to the people around him.

    Regarding this point, he completely inherited it from his father.

    Just five minutes before Zhang Lan's call, Zhong Xiaoxiao's father, Zhong Yuanjun, also called.

    "Xiao Xiao, I will work overtime tonight and take care of myself." Zhong Yuanjun's voice was as calm as usual, and the content was short and without a single extra word.

    Zhong Xiaoxiao, who is also his son, even tacitly responded with three words: "Got it."

    The director of the emergency department, where is there any extra time to waste, besides sleeping and eating, Zhong Yuanjun even counts seconds when walking.

    After all, he is a child, and whatever he thinks in his heart will show on his face.

    Zhong Xiaoxiao, who is introverted and not good at communicating with others, is no exception.

    The old man glanced at his grandson in the rearview mirror, looked at his disappointed little face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

    The car continued to move forward smoothly. From school to various training classes, Zhong XiaoxiaoI'm already exhausted.

    In the end, the drowsiness gradually struck, and he still closed his eyes and took a nap.

    While the car was shaking, Zhong Xiaoxiao's body gradually relaxed, and he subconsciously found a comfortable position and leaned against the pillow of the rear seat.

    I don't know how long it took, suddenly a light flashed in front of Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyes, and he couldn't help but follow with a curious heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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