Chapter 29: Second Year of High School
In the blink of an eye, the summer vacation passed quickly. On the day before school started, Zhao Qishui saw He Shu coming to work early in the morning and scolded him unhappily.
"School starts tomorrow. I wonder if you should prepare your school supplies at home?"
As he said that, he stuffed He Shu into the car and drove him home.
When they arrived downstairs at He Shu's house, Zhao Qishui took out a brand new schoolbag from the back seat, which was just the right size for a high school student.
"I, Lao Zhang, and your aunt Liu don't have any children in high school at home, so I don't know what school supplies you use at your age."
"Everyone just bought some. You can look at them yourself later and throw away anything you don't need."
The schoolbag was stuffed into He Shu's arms, feeling heavy.
"He Shu, study hard. If you get good grades on the exams, remember to come and let us know."
Zhao Qishui lit a cigarette and urged He Shu to get out of the car.
"Uncle Zhao, can I still go wash my car when I'm on vacation?"
Zhao Qishui smiled and said, "You kid, you don't feel tired. I'll find time to ask your teacher if there are too few homework assignments for the second and third year students."
Seeing He Shu remained silent, he waved his hand again: "Come whenever you want. It's still the same old rule. I'll give you a commission for each car I wash. But if your performance drops, don't come again."
"I'm telling you, I'll check it when the time comes. Don't think you can fool me." Zhao Qishui said seriously.
He Shu smiled and nodded vigorously.
After Zhao Qishui left, He Shu went upstairs carrying his heavy schoolbag.
It seemed like Tan Kuan's house was being renovated, and there was a "bang bang bang" sound, and I didn't know what was being smashed.
Tan Kuan's mother stood at the door wiping her tears. Tan Kuan's father, whom she hadn't seen for two years, was sitting in a wheelchair with his neck and face crooked, and his saliva was dripping uncontrollably onto the towel wrapped around his chest.
It was a very hot day and the corridor was filled with the smell of urine from Tan Kuan's father.
There has been no peace since Tan Kuan came back.
He often brought back some gangster-like people, drank at home every day, and ignored his paralyzed father at all.
Even He Shu, a neighbor who is not often at home, finds it noisy, so Tan Kuan's parents must find it even more unbearable living here.
Maybe because she had just had an argument with Tan Kuan, this gossipy aunt didn't say anything when she saw He Shu.
He Shu opened the door and returned to his home. The sounds of the sledgehammer and the electric drill could still be heard clearly.
When He Shu opened the schoolbag given by Uncle Zhao, he was surprised to find a bag on the top, which seemed to contain clothes.
He Shu took the clothes out of the bag. They were two short-sleeved shirts, one with a small square collar and the other with a round collar. They were just the right size.
There is also a pair of sports pants made of thin material with breathable mesh on the sides, which is silver-gray and looks very nice.
He Shu immediately guessed that these must have been bought for him by Aunt Liu, because during lunch break, Aunt Liu saw a young man wearing this style of pants and said that He Shu would look good in them.
The two short-sleeved shirts matched each other. He Shu folded the clothes carefully, feeling warm inside.
There are a lot of things in the schoolbag, gel pens, fountain pens, pencils, pencil cases, erasers, rulers, rulers, etc...
He Shu looked at them one by one. They must have asked the people in the stationery store and asked them to recommend them what to buy. They could all be used.
I also bought a lot of exercise books, rough paper books, and notebooks.
He Shu carefully packed all the things he needed and emptied out the contents of his old schoolbag. He planned to carry the new one to school tomorrow.
The sound of renovation work across the street continued until noon, and then the noise started again around 1 p.m.
On the last day of school, He Shu spent it amidst this noise...
Danhe No. 2 Middle School only started to divide students into arts and science classes in the second year of high school, and the classes and dormitories were re-divided after the final examination.
This time, he finally didn't have to share a dormitory with Lai Huaguang. He moved to a new dormitory and had a group of new roommates.
Xia Miao chose liberal arts, but she was seriously unfavorable in some subjects and could not keep up with He Shu.
After the class division, the boring and stressful study began again.
After entering the second year of high school, the watershed between students gradually became apparent.
Without the comfort of the first year of high school, nor the focused cramming for exams in the third year of high school, the grades of many students suddenly dropped.
Lai Huaguang is an obvious one among them. He was the first in the first grade, but was overtaken by He Shu in the third grade.
Now he is far behind He Shu and has fallen behind 40th place.
I heard that he failed two subjects in the college entrance examination...
He Shu did not gloat over Lai Huaguang's decline. Instead, he became more serious and hardworking.
Even Xia Miao started to focus, fearing that her grades would fall behind and she would be left behind by He Shu.
The knowledge in the second year of high school was not difficult for He Shu because he had a good foundation. His only weakness might be English.
Every Saturday and Sunday, as long as the weather is good, He Shudu will still go to the car wash to work, memorizing words while washing cars, and in his free time, he will flip through "3500 Words for College Entrance Examination English"...
Zhao Qishui designated every Saturday and Sunday as days to improve the food. In fact, whenever He Shu came, he would buy a lot of delicious food, or he would invite everyone to a restaurant for a meal after get off work.
With this kind of feeding and exercise, He Shu's body has finally relaxed a little, and he is a lot stronger than when he first came before the summer vacation.
Although he hasn't developed muscles like Brother Dong, at least after taking off his clothes, he no longer has a row of ribs and looks like a skeleton elf.
The days passed one by one in an orderly manner, and everything was moving in a good direction.
But one week, when He Shu returned home from school, he found many people gathered downstairs pointing and talking.
He then looked up and saw a crack appearing in the middle of the old building.
It was originally a dangerous building, and now there are obvious cracks. People living here are very worried, fearing that the building will collapse one day.
He Shu listened to these people talking. It seemed that some government officials came to check it out a few days ago, but there was still no news. What should he do?
Since there is not enough space to build a residential community at this location, no developer is willing to come. Whoever develops it will lose money, so the demolition issue can only be resolved by the government.
He Shu frowned when he heard this. He was also a little worried. What if it collapsed?
Just as they were thinking about it, there was a noisy sound in the corridor, and everyone went to take a look. It turned out that Tan Kuan and his mother were arguing with someone.
Before, Tan Kuan’s house was under renovation, and the noise of sledgehammers and electric drills was very noisy every day.
Now there are problems with the building, and everyone says it is because Tan Kuan destroyed the load-bearing wall.
Tan Kuan would certainly not admit it, and he would not allow others to enter his house to take a look. So they started to curse each other and then started fighting.
Soon someone called the police. When the police came, they asked Tan Kuan to open the door and take a look. He Shu followed and squeezed to the door of Tan Kuan's house, and found that the wall that originally separated his living room and bedroom was really gone.
It was converted into a hall with rows of wooden shelves and three large monitors .
This kind of monitor has been eliminated even in Internet cafes. I really don’t know where Tan Kuan got it from.
The people who followed in took a look and screamed, didn’t the Tan family just destroy the load-bearing wall?
