One Branch [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 28 Invitation to Share a Bed

On July 8, there are 364 days left until the 1997 college entrance examination.

Song Yezhi went to bed late last night and forgot to close the curtains. He was awakened by the sunlight shining on the bed in the morning. He turned over and looked at the clock. It was past nine o'clock. He was still slowly waking up. He was confusedly thinking that one year later, it would be his turn to sit in the examination room.

The sleepiness instantly dissipated by about 70%.

"grandfather!"

Song Yingjun was sitting in the living room, saying, "Why are you shouting? Get up when you wake up!"

"Are there any steamed buns and white porridge?" He got up, rubbed his eyes and asked while leaning against the door.

"No, buy it yourself."

Song Yezhi quickly dressed, washed, brushed his teeth, wiped his face briefly and walked out.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat early, take care of yourself."

It was already past ten o'clock when he finished his leisurely breakfast. He yawned and took his book to memorize English words for a while. When he got tired of memorizing words, he switched to math formulas, and then to Chinese ancient poems.

Song Yingjun saw this and chatted with Tao Guosheng for a while: "Is he paying attention to his studies recently?"

Lao Tao smiled and said, "Of course, I'm going for the first place."

"No wonder I said that." Song Yingjun shook off the ashes from his cigarette. "You didn't say anything, and you didn't even come to express your stance or swear an oath of allegiance to me."

Tao Guosheng said, "He has had this temper since he was born. He can't change it. I saw it when I was cleaning his room. There was a piece of paper on the wall with a study plan written in bold red. The final goal was to get first place."

It's unusual.

Song Yingjun narrowed his eyes, thought about it, and said, "He is willing to listen to Xiaowei's words."

Song Yezhi listened to their conversation while sitting on a reclining chair in the yard. He turned the pages of the book over his face, rocking up and down. He called out in a drawn-out voice, "I'm hungry—I have to bring food to my uncle—"

There were many parents standing at the entrance of No. 4 Middle School. The weather was very hot and everyone was sweating. They probably never left since they sent their children in. Song Yezhi took a few glances and hurried to the hospital.

The department was unexpectedly quiet today. Yi Qingwei was sitting in the office flipping through the medical records. Hearing the knocks on the door, he looked up and saw Song Yezhi standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"What's so happy about?"

"I'm going to buy some books this afternoon."

"What?"

Song Yezhi sat down, took out a lunch box for him, and said, "You are one step closer to the first place."

Yi Qingwei let him talk nonsense.

"What book?"

"Buy some test papers." Song Yezhi said, "Zhao Huanyu also wants to buy some, so let me bring them to her."