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Text Chapter 331: Approaching her but hesitating

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    If God can give me another chance, I will definitely not let you slip away from me.  ????¡ª¡ª"Zhang Xiaoxian fought hard this time!  ¡· After school, Zhang Xiaoxian really wanted to hold Lin Yuner¡¯s hand. Since there was such an opportunity to go back to the past, if he didn¡¯t take advantage of it, who would he be worthy of?  But looking at Lin Yuner, he hesitated again.  Such a beautiful girl, he used to look at it quietly and never thought about getting close But now she is within reach and he can only look at it like this?  When Lin Yuner returned home, Zhang Xiaoxian wanted to follow her.  When Zhang Xiaoxian was about to go over to say hello, Lin Yun'er didn't even look at him. Instead, she seemed a little afraid of him, lowered her head and left.  Until now, Zhang Xiaoxian still doesn¡¯t know how scary his image is, of course in the eyes of a good kid.  Just like that, Zhang Xiaoxian returned home leisurely. As soon as he walked into the corridor, he happened to meet Li Mingda who came out to throw away garbage.  Zhang Xiaoxian had no expression on his face and waved his hand to say hello.  Li Mingda's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes looked like he had seen a ghost. Without saying a word, he rushed back with the garbage, and the door was slammed shut with a bang.  A large piece of white wall was knocked down at the door.  Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the gray cement wall exposed on the wall and touched his nose angrily.  Zhang Xiaoxian walked into the house and threw his schoolbag on the small bed in the living room.  This is his home, a small house with one bedroom and one living room, only about 20 square meters.  The cot is so small that Zhang Xiaoxian can only curl up every night when sleeping. If he stretches his legs, his feet will leak out of the bed, and his feet will be numb the next day.  There is a worn-out four-corner cabinet placed by the bedside, which is his writing desk. Although it is a bit high, it is very strong and made of solid wood.  Zhang Xiaoxian filled a basin of water, took a rag, knelt on the ground and wiped the gray floor clean.  Because there are no floor tiles, the friction resistance of the ground is very large, so it is a bit difficult to wipe it.  In fact, the ground is not very dirty, but Zhang Xiaoxian wants his mother to have a clean home after she has been tired outside for a day.  After wiping and tidying up everything, Zhang Xiaoxian went to the kitchen and took out a steaming large roll from the steamer. He mixed the green onion with tofu and ate it.  A 2-cent flower roll and 50-cent tofu are his dinner.  Not a bad meal for this family.  Zhang Xiaoxian's surgery cost all his family's savings and even owed a debt. The family, which was not already wealthy, became even more impoverished.  Money, this family needs money so much.  Zhang Xiaoxian closed his eyes helplessly.  His index finger flicked on the table unconsciously. He knew that he had the ability to make money, but sadly, he had no way.  I want to do my job, but who would use a teenage child as a tutor.  Zhang Xiaoxian shook his head in displeasure and pushed the uneaten mixed tofu into the table. There was no refrigerator at home, so the food could only be placed outside.  Zhang Xiaoxian took out the physics paper and finished it in a short time.  The roll surface is clean and tidy with no traces of alteration, and even the answers are correct.  Zhang Xiaoxian never intended to hide herself.  He is also not afraid of others becoming suspicious.  Because in his opinion, from the moment he entered this body, he was only himself and never a substitute for others.  In the next few decades, I will only be myself.  Rather than deliberately pretending to be someone else and living a timid life, he would rather choose to die gracefully.  It¡¯s time for dinner, and the market is crowded and lively.  There are countless vendors shouting in the open-air market, and further inside is a place dedicated to buying cooked food and snacks.  There is an open-air cooking stall in front.  It was a transaction between a couple, a gas tank moved from their own home, and the necessary seasonings.  A big pot and a big bucket of water support the family's livelihood.  There was an endless stream of people buying stir-fried vegetables, and there was even a long queue.  In comparison, a small stall selling spicy hotpot next to it seemed to be neglected and the business was a bit bleak.  The stall owner is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She is sitting on a small chair and looking next to her. The couple who are doing business in full swing don¡¯t know what they are thinking.  Zhang Xiaoxian came from a distance holding a dozen noodles.  His mother was so absorbed in looking at the side that she didn't notice her son's arrival.  Zhang Xiaoxian stood next to her mother. She saw envy and sadness in her mother's tired eyes. She followed her gaze and sighed slightly when she saw the couple who were cooperating with each other tacitly.  "Mom, it's time to eat." "Oh." His mother came back to her senses, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with her hands, reached out to take the noodles her son had brought, and cooked them in a small steamer.  Zhang Xiaoxian also pretended that nothing happenedSeeing it, he turned around and looked around pretending to be curious, waiting for the redness in his mother's eyes to fade before turning back.  Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the baskets of skewered vegetables placed on the tricycle. He always felt that there were too few types, and there were only vegetables.  In this era when the per capita income is only 600 or 700, it is difficult to make money, but there are many ways to make big money. It is just a matter of whether you dare to try.  "Mom, do you think our Malatang dishes are a little short?" His mother looked at the vegetables in the car and said, "It's quite complete." "Mom, do you think there are so few people eating Malatang?"  The mother frowned and thought, yes!  Why are there so few people eating Malatang?  She had never thought about this question.  "Is it because it's too expensive?" His mother thought for a long time and could only come up with this reason.  "It's a bit expensive for five skewers for one dollar. However, I think it's because I'm not full. Maybe we can add some noodles, these starving foods." Zhang Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows and suggested.  His mother was overjoyed at first and then cried with a wrinkled face. This was a good idea, but what if it didn't sell?  Of course Zhang Xiaoxian knew what his mother was thinking, but he only suggested this. He would not force his mother to follow his own ideas, even if his own ideas were right.  ??Everyone should be able to control his or her own destiny. Others are just passers-by and guides in your life. There will be many complicated intersections on the road of life. It is up to you to decide how to go. Even if you make the wrong move, you must never regret it.  Zhang Xiaoxian is waiting for his mother's answer. If his mother is willing to try, the money problem will not be very difficult or even solved easily.  It doesn¡¯t matter that his mother doesn¡¯t want to try to maintain the status quo. He will find a way to solve the money problem himself.  "Okay, let's give it a try. Son, what do you think about us setting up a few tables later so that everyone can have a place to rest and eat." Zhang Xiaoxian smiled knowingly. Sure enough, his mother did not disappoint him. She is a  A woman with ideas.  "Mom, are you leaving the stall at five o'clock in the afternoon?" "Silly son, it's already finished at five o'clock. Even if you light the fire and clean up the tables and chairs, you still have to be here at four-thirty." Looking at her son who became a director, his mother felt like  It feels like eating honey, which is called sweet.  She smiled and looked at her son, who had changed a lot since he lost his memory. Her Xiaofei finally grew up and became sensible.  "Really, what a coincidence. We will finish class at 4:30 and let you go home for dinner. I will help you later." "No, you are in a critical period now. Your main task is to study. Don't worry about these. I have your mother."  Here it is!" His mother said as she took out the cooked noodles and scooped up a bowl of soup.  "It's okay, don't worry. You can't do it alone. Besides, you can't make any mistakes." The mother and son tried to shirk each other several times, but Zhang Xiaoxian finally persuaded his mother.  The beauty in her mother¡¯s heart is not in vain.  Zhang Xiaoxian told the only lie from birth to now "Have Xiaofei eaten?" "Yes." His mother smiled and nodded. Maybe she was very hungry, maybe she was in a good mood, in short, a bowl of noodles  After a while, it was eaten whole by his mother.  After eating and drinking, his mother asked about Zhang Xiaoxian¡¯s school status today, and told Zhang Xiaoxian not to be willful and to be humble.  Zhang Xiaoxian nodded and wrote them down one by one.  "By the way, a new family has moved into our building right across the street from us. I heard that their son also has a son, and he seems to be studying in No. 9 Middle School. I'll ask someday. From now on, you will have a companion when you go to and from school. I  I feel relieved," his mother said while sorting the vegetables.  Zhang Xiaoxian remembered that Li Mingda ran away as if he had seen a ghost when he saw him. He thought this was quite mysterious. He didn't care about having one more person going to and from school, but others did.  Zhang Xiaoxian still nodded in agreement, looking teachable.  There was a puff, and a burst of silly laughter came from the side.  Zhang Xiaoxian turned around and saw that an old man setting up a bookstall had arrived next to him.  Seeing that Zhang Xiaoxian didn't react to his sneer, the old man finally put away his smile, leaned forward dryly and said, "You are quite interesting, little guy." The mother and son turned their eyes to this strange old man, and the old man continued, "You kid, you are obviously  He has a pretty face, red lips and white teeth, and looks like a very sensible child even though he is shaved bald. He turned to his mother and said, "You are so lucky!"bsp; "I'd like to lend you some good advice." The old man slowly returned to the bookstall and sat down.  Zhang Xiaoxian frowned and stared at the old man for a long time, feeling as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember.  Seeing Zhang Xiaoxian always staring at him, the master asked with a smile, "Why do you want to buy used books? I'll give you a cheaper price. One piece per piece, you can choose whatever you want." Zhang Xiaoxian walked to the bookstall, squatted down and quickly picked through a pile of books.  He glanced around, his eyes blazing when he saw a few books.  The master took out a book from it and patted the non-existent dust and said, "What, can you understand this English version of Marie Curie's book?" Zhang Xiaoxian carefully took the book, as if he had picked it up.  Light and gentle as a baby.  Then, string after string of fluent English with standard pronunciation came out of Zhang Xiaoxian's mouth.  
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