Yan Hang looked at the door and saw that Chu Yi was wearing the old street stall shoes today, but... he looked at it and he probably couldn't wear his shoes.

"How about that," Yan Hang took out his cell phone, "You..."

Those little girls liked the first day of junior high school. They made the first day of junior high school appear on the camera a few times, and probably a pair of shoes would come out. If someone goes crazy and then washes a yacht, they can even change their clothes.

Not only is the shoes that are speechless in the first grade of junior high school, but the clothes are also always in school uniforms, and some areas are washed transparently.

"No, no," Chu Yi quickly understood what he meant and reached out to stop him, "No."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"I have, I have shoes, new ones." Chuyi said.

"Then do you wear these pairs every day?" Yan Hang said.

"It's not broken," Chu Yi smiled and added immediately, "I'll change tomorrow."

Yan Hang stopped insisting, but he just didn't quite understand: "Do your parents have a job?"

"Yes," Chu nodded, "but my mother went to the water station in the class and closed down. My dad drove for someone and drove."

"That shouldn't be..." Yan Hang didn't understand even more, "It's a few thousand yuan a month to drive, right?"

"Yes," Chu Yi held his chin, "I think so, it won't work."

Yan Hang was about to speak when his cell phone rang in the first year of junior high school.

He suddenly stood up as if he was frightened. He was stunned for a while before he took out his cell phone from his pocket. After tying it for a long time, he reluctantly answered the phone.

"Hey?" he whispered.

Yan Hang saw that the caller ID said it was Dad.

"I'm at the same classmate's house," said the first day of junior high school to his father, "I've eaten, eaten... I bought oil, I'll go back immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yi didn't have time to explain to him, so he turned around and ran towards the door.

"I'll tell you to go home?" Yan Hang jumped off the windowsill.

"Yeah," Chu Yi smiled at him a little apologized, "My mother is angry."

"...I'll accompany you back," Yan Hang felt a little sad. After all, he asked Chuyi to come home to drink oil. "I'll explain to your mother?"

"No, it's okay," Chu Yi put on his shoes and picked up the oil, "Don't worry."

Yan Hang said something behind him, he didn't hear clearly, and hurriedly left with the oil barrel. After confirming that Yan Hang could not see him, he ran away.

My dad is back, and it’s okay to go back now, so my dad will talk to him.

My mother probably won’t say anything. Generally speaking, except for asking him to do things, she will pretend that he doesn’t exist. Grandma is what makes him most nervous.

When he turned around the corner and ran towards his building, someone came out on a bicycle and passed by him. When he was passing by, the person in the car suddenly kicked at him.

The first day of the Chu Dynasty was not prepared, and he was holding oil in his hand and staggered to the ground.

"Oh, the stake is so unstable?" said the person in the car.

Chuyi was a little surprised when he heard this voice. He turned his head and looked at it, confirming that this was Liang Bing who had been around since he was a child.

Perhaps no one wants to have any conflicts with Liang Bing except grandma in this film. Chuyi always felt that he had not been in prison until he was in his twenties, so he should be considered as God's glaucoma.

However, Liang Bing has not come back for two or three years. He always thought that Liang Bing would not appear again, but he did not expect that he would run into him again without any preparation.

"Long time no see." Liang Bing looked at him with a smile.

When I spoke in the first day of junior high school, I got up and patted my pants, and continued to run forward with oil.

"I'll find you to play in two days!" Liang Bing shouted from behind while laughing.

When I was taking the key in the first year of junior high school, I realized that a large piece of skin was rubbed when my left palm was just stretched to the ground. He raised his hand nervously and looked at his sleeves, and there was a hole in his elbow.

He raised his hand and took a long time to put it down, and opened the door gently.

The room was dark and there were no windows in the living room, so the light was very poor. Even during the day, as long as the lights were not turned on, you would not be able to see things clearly.

He entered the house, and before his eyes could adapt to the dimness in the house, he heard grandma's voice.

"You're fucking back!"

The first day of the junior high school raised his arm reflexively, but he still couldn't stop a plastic cup filled with water from his grandma. The forehead was hit so hard that it hurt.

Fortunately, it's not the stainless steel one of my grandfather.

"It's normal to go to a classmate's house for dinner," my father walked out of the kitchen, blocked him and grandma, and took the oil barrel in his hand. "I remember to say something to my house if I don't come back for dinner next time."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

"When he buys the oil, he pours it out and eats it!" Grandma walked over, pushed her dad away, and slapped him on the back.

"You can do it!" My mother shouted, "I'm still addicted to beating people!"

"What! You're still in charge of your mother!" Grandma turned around and pointed at her mother, "You can't teach me for you, you're still shaking with me!"

My mother smashed the cup in her hand on the table and entered the room.

"Come on." My dad pulled La Chuyi and wanted to pull him into the house, but just opened the door a crack, my mom pushed it from inside and closed the door again. Before my dad could twist it, she locked the lock inside.

My father hesitated for a moment and had to turn around and push Junyi into the kitchen and close the door.

Grandma did not break into the door and stood outside the kitchen and started cursing.

"So too, why did you suddenly go to your classmate's house for dinner, and you didn't say anything?" Dad whispered.

Chu Yi didn't say anything. He didn't want to mention the fact that his grandma quarreled with someone on the street.

"I bought you a piece of clothing, a while..." My dad looked at the kitchen door. The momentum of grandma's voice came in made the door seem to be non-existent, "I'll give it to you after you scold me."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

My dad has a good temper, or... I don't know how to summarize my dad's personality in the first year of junior high school. Anyway, since he was a child, he has never seen his dad get angry. He always works hard in vain to persuade fights and make people calm down, but he is always helpless.

Grandma scolded her for about half an hour, but in the first day of the New Year, she stood in the kitchen with her dad in a daze.

It was not until my grandma scolded her for being tired and started to pick faults in the TV series that my dad patted him on the shoulder: "I'll get the clothes for you to see."

Chu nodded.

My dad went out and didn't move for a long time. I guess he couldn't get into the house.

Chu Yi turned around and looked out the window. After waiting for a while, my father returned to the kitchen with a plastic bag in his hand: "Come on, give it a try."

In the first year of junior high school, I took out the clothes from the bag. It was a sweatshirt, light gray, and it looked quite beautiful.

When he shook his clothes open, he knew that the clothes were small, but he still silently took off his school uniform and put them on his body.

"It seems... small?" My dad said a little embarrassedly.

"Can wear it." Chu Yi pulled his sleeves.

The sleeves are short and the clothes are a little short, but if you don’t zip it, you can wear them.

The pants are shorter, and the legs cannot be bent, otherwise the legs will be pulled up.

"My son's legs are too long," said my dad.

Chu 1 smiled.

My dad is the only person in the family who will not scold him or beat him or smile at him, but my dad doesn't remember his birthday or how many grades he was in. When others asked about it, he told others that his son was in the sixth grade for three consecutive years.

So my dad would buy clothes smaller, and he was not surprised at all.

"Why don't you put your trouser legs here?" said my dad.

"No," said Chuyi, "I can wear it, thank you, thank you dad."

"Then... dress? Or change it first?" asked my dad.

"Dressed." Chu Yi said that he didn't want to change his clothes in the kitchen again.

When she walked out of the kitchen, grandma sneered.

Chuyi walked over to grandma's house. There was no one in the house now. He wanted to go in and stay for a while, but his mother shouted in the house: "Water!"

He turned around and poured a glass of water and took it into the room.

"Are you going to your classmate's house for dinner today?" asked my mother.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"Which classmate who took the wrong medicine would ask you to have a meal?" my mother asked again.

No answer in the first day of junior high school.

"Be careful that someone has a condom for you. Maybe I will give you some ejaculation medicine, and you can take it in a while." My mother frowned and said.

Chuyi turned around and walked out, and entered the house next to him.

Sitting on the small bed for a while, he bent down and took out a shoe box from under the bed.

There are a pair of sneakers inside, new ones. My mother bought them for him during the Chinese New Year, because the pair has not been broken now, so he has never worn them.

-Are you scolded?

Yan Hang sent a message to Chuyi and then lay down on the sofa.
To be continued...