Chapter 16: Zhuan Zhu (1)
T/L: Sial Joans E/D: larkspur P/R: You!
The school building was bright and green.
Lin Zhao Xi, dressed in Hongxing Primary School uniform, stood at the gate of Anning Primary School, looking inside.
The sun poured down, and there were vibrant faces inside the gate.
Boys’ suits and ties, girls’ short skirts and white socks. At that time, schools carried out uniform reform one after another, but only the best primary schools would let students match the whole set.
If we say that the previous loneliness belongs to Little Zhao Xi, then the present loneliness must belong to Big Lin Zhao Xi.
The beautiful courtyard in front of her was her former school, but now she can’t get into it.
Because this is the best primary school in the city.
On the other hand, the District Primary School of Hongxing welfare home is Hongxing primary school. On the other side of the street, Hongxing primary school wasn’t in the city rankings.
A few hours ago, she complained that she and Pei Zhi had been in different classes since childhood, and there was no overlap in life. Now, together with the school, this setting is gone. This is really no intersection.
The cheese world is cruel.
Hit in the face by reality, she was so depressed that she bumped into the stainless steel railing, banging on it.
The uncle doorman of the primary school not far away was startled and waved to her, telling her to leave quickly.
She looked down at her school trousers and gray sneakers, which had been washed ragged, and silently turned away.
Obviously, the distance between the streets and alleys, which is 700 to 800 meters apart, but there is a big difference between You School and an experimental primary school.
Hongxing Primary School is neither the focus of the city nor the focus of the district, it is a very normal new primary school, covering a large area. With a large number of students and a shortage of school buildings, everything looks dilapidated.
She also stood at the gate of Hongxing Primary School for a while, during which she met senior students blackmailing junior students.
She turned away without hesitation and continued her journey to find her father.
She is a college student, skipping class is as common for her as eating and drinking water, without the slightest sense of guilt.
…
Zhuan Zhu Lane is close to the two schools and is a five-minute walk.
Once upon a time, Old Lin spent tens of thousands of yuan to choose a school in order to send her to a primary school. After saving up, he rented an inexpensive courtyard next to the primary school so that she could sleep more every day.
When he rented a house that year, Old Lin took a fancy to the alleys at a glance.
Zhenzhu was an ancient assassin. He hid a sword in a fish’s belly and killed the king. Speaking of which…
Old Lin is a mathematician and lacks literary literacy.
At that time, the rental agency was telling the story of “Zhuan Zhu”, boasting that this alley has a long history. Old man Lin lamented, “there was a river nearby, but I didn’t see it just now.”
The intermediary reacted for a few seconds, turned pale, got angry and almost didn’t rent the house to them.
Walking down the alley, there were identical pink walls everywhere. As the pace slowed down, Lin Chaoxi was stunned again.
She had a poor sense of direction and couldn’t remember where she lived. When she first moved here, she twice knocked on the wrong door and was sent back by her neighbor. Old Lin thought of a way, wrote a mathematical formula with red paint on the door and made a road sign for her.
Walking from No. 1 to No. 299, Lin Zhao Xi did not see the door painted with mathematical formulas, so she was in a delicate mood.
She felt lost, not finding Old Lin here, but glad that there may not be another Lin Zhao Xi in the cheese world.
After walking again, by forcibly remembering her family, she finally found the small courtyard where she had lived with Old Lin.
The appearance of the door seems to be similar to that in memory, an iron door with a brass knock. The next family raised a Chihuahua, which is still screaming all day long.
With the cry of the Chihuahua, she stepped back, looked up, and continued to observe the courtyard, comparing it with what she remembered.
The design and color of frosted window paper? I don’t remember.
What is the style of the door lock? I don’t remember.
The shape of the moss on the wall? How can I remember that?!
Finally, she looked at the grapevines rising from the walls of the courtyard for a long time.
It’s green, and it shakes as soon as the wind blows. Well, this seems to be similar to what I remember.
But just looking outside, it’s hard to know for sure. Lin Zhao Xi noticed with sharp eyes that there was a hole in the window paper.
After she brought in some bricks and made sure that no one was around like a thief, she stepped on the brick against the windowsill, staggered her head and looked at the hole.
The room was dark and succinctly furnished.
A bed, a desk, and a very old wardrobe, but nothing else.
In other words, there is no one inside.
In the past, although Old Lin lived in this room, it was full of her useless teaching books and children’s books, very much like a garbage dump. Now, looking at the clean and tidy appearance of the room, she suddenly felt very unaccustomed.
But if you look at it another way, there seems to be no sign of a little girl living here.
Even if Old man Lin still lives here, he doesn’t have any other daughters!
Lin Zhao Xi forced herself to take comfort in that.
…
From the scorching sun in the sky to the setting sun. Lin Zhao Xi stayed at the gate of the courtyard and didn’t even see the owner of the house, let alone her own father.
After waiting for such a long time, Lin Chaoxi gradually woke up.
If she can’t wait for Old Lin here, then it is most likely that he has already studied abroad, right?
Actually, it’s not bad, she thought.
This is the life Old man Lin should have.
Moreover, maybe the future plotline will become the rich second generation to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestral families?
As she approached the door of the orphanage, Lin Zhao Xi felt something like the coming of mountain rain.
This is not that she has any special powers, but when she drags her feet to the entrance of the alley, the little boy squatting under the streetlight burst out a roar: “Lin Zhao Xi! Come back, come on, ah!”
Chapter 16: Zhuan Zhu (1)
T/L: Sial Joans E/D: larkspur P/R: You!
The school building was bright and green.
Lin Zhao Xi, dressed in Hongxing Primary School uniform, stood at the gate of Anning Primary School, looking inside.
The sun poured down, and there were vibrant faces inside the gate.
Boys’ suits and ties, girls’ short skirts and white socks. At that time, schools carried out uniform reform one after another, but only the best primary schools would let students match the whole set.
If we say that the previous loneliness belongs to Little Zhao Xi, then the present loneliness must belong to Big Lin Zhao Xi.
The beautiful courtyard in front of her was her former school, but now she can’t get into it.
Because this is the best primary school in the city.
On the other hand, the District Primary School of Hongxing welfare home is Hongxing primary school. On the other side of the street, Hongxing primary school wasn’t in the city rankings.
A few hours ago, she complained that she and Pei Zhi had been in different classes since childhood, and there was no overlap in life. Now, together with the school, this setting is gone. This is really no intersection.
The cheese world is cruel.
Hit in the face by reality, she was so depressed that she bumped into the stainless steel railing, banging on it.
The uncle doorman of the primary school not far away was startled and waved to her, telling her to leave quickly.
She looked down at her school trousers and gray sneakers, which had been washed ragged, and silently turned away.
Obviously, the distance between the streets and alleys, which is 700 to 800 meters apart, but there is a big difference between You School and an experimental primary school.
Hongxing Primary School is neither the focus of the city nor the focus of the district, it is a very normal new primary school, covering a large area. With a large number of students and a shortage of school buildings, everything looks dilapidated.
She also stood at the gate of Hongxing Primary School for a while, during which she met senior students blackmailing junior students.
She turned away without hesitation and continued her journey to find her father.
She is a college student, skipping class is as common for her as eating and drinking water, without the slightest sense of guilt.
…
Zhuan Zhu Lane is close to the two schools and is a five-minute walk.
Once upon a time, Old Lin spent tens of thousands of yuan to choose a school in order to send her to a primary school. After saving up, he rented an inexpensive courtyard next to the primary school so that she could sleep more every day.
When he rented a house that year, Old Lin took a fancy to the alleys at a glance.
Zhenzhu was an ancient assassin. He hid a sword in a fish’s belly and killed the king. Speaking of which…
Old Lin is a mathematician and lacks literary literacy.
At that time, the rental agency was telling the story of “Zhuan Zhu”, boasting that this alley has a long history. Old man Lin lamented, “there was a river nearby, but I didn’t see it just now.”
The intermediary reacted for a few seconds, turned pale, got angry and almost didn’t rent the house to them.
Walking down the alley, there were identical pink walls everywhere. As the pace slowed down, Lin Chaoxi was stunned again.
She had a poor sense of direction and couldn’t remember where she lived. When she first moved here, she twice knocked on the wrong door and was sent back by her neighbor. Old Lin thought of a way, wrote a mathematical formula with red paint on the door and made a road sign for her.
Walking from No. 1 to No. 299, Lin Zhao Xi did not see the door painted with mathematical formulas, so she was in a delicate mood.
She felt lost, not finding Old Lin here, but glad that there may not be another Lin Zhao Xi in the cheese world.
After walking again, by forcibly remembering her family, she finally found the small courtyard where she had lived with Old Lin.
The appearance of the door seems to be similar to that in memory, an iron door with a brass knock. The next family raised a Chihuahua, which is still screaming all day long.
With the cry of the Chihuahua, she stepped back, looked up, and continued to observe the courtyard, comparing it with what she remembered.
The design and color of frosted window paper? I don’t remember.
What is the style of the door lock? I don’t remember.
The shape of the moss on the wall? How can I remember that?!
Finally, she looked at the grapevines rising from the walls of the courtyard for a long time.
It’s green, and it shakes as soon as the wind blows. Well, this seems to be similar to what I remember.
But just looking outside, it’s hard to know for sure. Lin Zhao Xi noticed with sharp eyes that there was a hole in the window paper.
After she brought in some bricks and made sure that no one was around like a thief, she stepped on the brick against the windowsill, staggered her head and looked at the hole.
The room was dark and succinctly furnished.
A bed, a desk, and a very old wardrobe, but nothing else.
In other words, there is no one inside.
In the past, although Old Lin lived in this room, it was full of her useless teaching books and children’s books, very much like a garbage dump. Now, looking at the clean and tidy appearance of the room, she suddenly felt very unaccustomed.
But if you look at it another way, there seems to be no sign of a little girl living here.
Even if Old man Lin still lives here, he doesn’t have any other daughters!
Lin Zhao Xi forced herself to take comfort in that.
…
From the scorching sun in the sky to the setting sun. Lin Zhao Xi stayed at the gate of the courtyard and didn’t even see the owner of the house, let alone her own father.
After waiting for such a long time, Lin Chaoxi gradually woke up.
If she can’t wait for Old Lin here, then it is most likely that he has already studied abroad, right?
Actually, it’s not bad, she thought.
This is the life Old man Lin should have.
Moreover, maybe the future plotline will become the rich second generation to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestral families?
As she approached the door of the orphanage, Lin Zhao Xi felt something like the coming of mountain rain.
This is not that she has any special powers, but when she drags her feet to the entrance of the alley, the little boy squatting under the streetlight burst out a roar: “Lin Zhao Xi! Come back, come on, ah!”
