My Return to Life

into the night.

The north wind howled softly.

Fang Nian wrapped his clothes tightly and walked to school.

When entering the countdown in 2008, almost everyone around me was sighing and wanted to save time.

Guan Qiuhe's words, "You are an underage child, how can you worry so much?" Fang Nian woke up.

That's true.

Most of the students in Tangli No. 8 Middle School are minors, and a small number of high school seniors are adults, but in terms of performance, they are no different from children who have not grown up.

But most of the time, they all have sad faces.

This made Fang Nian, who had to give speeches to more than a thousand teachers and students, finally find the direction of the speech from the designated topics.

During self-study that night, Fang Nian finally completely overturned the previous manuscript.

Complete the new draft in one go.

After handing it over to Li Donghong for review the next day, she was not called back.

And Fang Nian also asked monitor Li Xue to report a performance.

In his rediscovered youth, Fang Nian decided to leave his mark on this grassroots high school that has stood for decades.

Because Tangli No. 8 Middle School was Fang Nian's last graduation school in his life.

No matter what Fang Nian's status is or what step he has taken, this has never changed.

After that, Fang Nian's speech was quickly approved by the school leaders, and the matter was settled...

... Time flies, December 21st, the winter solstice.

Guan Qiuhe followed different customs and prepared two different meals for dinner.

Rice cakes and moldy tofu.

Fang Nian was puzzled.

Guan Qiuhe said with a smile: "Nian gao is a custom in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

"Moldy tofu is a custom here."

"It took me a long time to get this from my neighbor in the yard."

Fang Nian couldn't help blinking: "My mother can't do this well, probably only my grandma can do it, you..."

Having said this, Fang Nian immediately realized, and hurriedly slapped haha.

"Ah, thank you, Miss He."

He finally understood what Guan Qiuhe meant by "a word of mouth".

The method of moldy tofu is not too difficult, but young people generally don't have the patience to do it better than old people.

If you are a young person, although Mandarin may have a strong taste of Tangli, you can understand it more or less.

If it were an old man, both parties could only rely on gestures.

It's hard to imagine Guan Qiuhe's experience at that time.

Guan Qiuhe waved his hand: "Try it, size is also a festival."

"..."

Both rice cakes and moldy tofu are good, but Fang Nian still likes moldy tofu.

Eat it all to show your thanks.

This eased Guan Qiuhe's face a lot...

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over time,

The campus gradually became impetuous.

Forget which year it started, holidays like Christmas began to be taken seriously on campus.

Maybe it's because merchants always find some excuse to sell their products, so that everyone follows suit.

Fang Nian didn't take it too seriously at first.

On the 24th, Fang Nian found that Li Annan was restless all morning.

When eating together at noon, Li Annan shared his struggles.

"Today is Christmas Eve, I think many people have prepared apples."

"How should I send it out?"

Fang Nian was a little curious: "You actually prepared it?"

"Ok."

Li Annan said with a 'shy' face: "I'm sorry to tell you before, but someone just asked for leave to go out, so I let someone take it along."

Fang Nian asked, "Who initiated it?"

He vaguely remembered that there were students in No. 8 Middle School who celebrated Christmas Eve in the past.

Probably after learning the word 'MerryChristmas', some girls gradually paid attention to it.

My impression is to buy a few catties of apples and give one to someone I like or a good friend.

It's not like a gift.

"One day, this topic suddenly came up in the dormitory, and everyone responded. Now there are gift-packed apples for sale on the street..."

Li Annan explained.

"If you hadn't always told me to go online more often, I wouldn't have known that Christmas Eve and Christmas are actually two holidays."

Fang Nian thought for a while and asked, "I remember you sent something to Chen Qi."

"Who else is this going to give to?"

Li Annan lowered his head and whispered, "Li Fenlin."

Fang Nian: "?"

Li Annan suddenly frowned and said, "Everyone was a classmate. After all, not only did you get hurt, but she got hurt too. After all, she is a girl, and I haven't spoken to her for half a semester..."

Rather than explaining to Fang Nian, it is better to make excuses for himself.

I have the idea of ​​easing the relationship, and there may be other thoughts.

In short, everyone's mind is actually very inconsistent, and there are a lot of distracting thoughts, which is normal.

Fang Nian didn't care about this either, and asked bluntly, "You want me to help?"

"OK?"

Li Annan looked at Fang Nian expectantly, not even eating.

Fang Nian chuckled, "Of course not."

"Giving apples is a habit that evolved after this festival entered China."

"I don't have this habit, and I can't give it away."

After a pause, Fang Nian looked at Li Annan, and said slightly teasingly, "I'll ask you a question."

"How do you say Apple in English?"

"Apple." Li Annan didn't know why.

Fang Nian said again: "Read it again, only the transliteration."

Li Annan said tentatively, "Alas?"

Fang Nian patted Li Annan on the shoulder and said solemnly.

"Think about it yourself."

Fang Nian had gone far away, and Li Annan didn't realize it.

"My day, it's not to test my English. What did Lao Fang go through? Why can I always find things that I can't find?"

"gun……"

"Hey~"

Such an interruption made Li Annan think about whether he should give it to Li Fenlin...

... Although Christmas Eve has gradually become a word with multiple meanings after the evolution of later generations.

The vast number of Chinese netizens have given it a new 'meaning' with practical actions.

However, Fang Nian still received a lot of apples.

Because in the current eighth middle school, the students probably don't know this new meaning yet.

Moreover, there is indeed a habit of giving gifts to friends.

So after the afternoon, the number of apples in Fang Nian's drawer kept increasing.

Let's say class 174.

Li Xue, Liu Yang and other girls add up to seven or eight of them.

It's not easy to sign this thing, and no one has a small note or something, so Fang Nian can't even tell who gave it to him.

That's not counting.

Zou Xuan, a sophomore who was far away on the 4th floor, did not let go of the excitement.

Dian'er Dian'er took her little sisters to Class 174 and gave Fang Nian several apples.

"Brother~ Have a safe Christmas Eve~"

Zou Xuan said nervously with anticipation.

After Fang Nian took it, her little sisters followed suit and gave them apples.

"Brother Fang, have a safe Christmas Eve~"

"..."

Fang Nian just wanted to sigh: "..."

He thought about so many people giving away apples, if he really wanted that or that, others would be blown up.

If I really want to talk about it, I haven't met Zou Xuan in a serious way for a while.

Her bubbling method is different from Lin Yucong's.

She only bubbles up on QQ.

It may be that there is no topic to be found.

And Fang Nian no longer took the initiative to find her like before, so she had times when she didn't adapt.

Compared with the previous life, the roles of the two people are a bit reversed.

For example, Fang Nian's response to Zou Xuan's news was very limited.

Looking at the several apples in his hand, Fang Nian even thought with a bit of a bad taste: "The real version of today's me you love to answer, but tomorrow's me you can't afford?"

"It's a bit unorthodox..."

In addition to these familiar faces, those girls who had given Fang Nian love letters also secretly stuffed apples.

Anyway...

During the fourth class in the afternoon, Fang Nian's drawer was full of apples.

It just so happened that the last class was Biology.

He Li likes to walk around the classroom when giving lectures. The content of this class has been finished, and the test papers have been distributed for everyone to do.

From the aisle on the far right to the back of the classroom, and then walked back to the podium, he saw Fang Nian's drawer full of apples at a glance.

Then the footsteps stopped.

Fang Nian felt something, and turned his head to see He Li's surprised gaze.

"You, would you like one?"

Fang Nian said in a low voice.

The classroom was not quiet at all. In comparison, He Li's majesty was not enough due to her age, and Fang Nian's voice was not abrupt when she was doing papers.

He Li blinked her eyes to hide her embarrassment, and asked with a smile, "Are you doing Apple business?"

"No, no, it's all sent by everyone."

Fang Nian said hastily.

"I thought not to waste it."

He Li whispered: "You are a little too popular..."

Fang Nian didn't know how to answer the teacher's question, so he smiled.

How to deal with these apples is really a problem.

Let's do it, let's do it, it must weigh more than ten catties...

... After school, when Fang Nian walked to the edge of the playground, he met Lin Yucong.

"Hey, where's your drawer of apples?"

Lin Yucong joked quickly.

"I was also wondering if I could try the gifts from your female friends."

Fang Nian glared at Lin Yucong: "Be careful, I will beat you."

"Tell me, what do you want to do today?"

Lin Yucong didn't send an apple, which made Fang Nian afraid of another birthday invitation.

Lin Yucong glanced into the distance, and said to him from left to right: "No."

"..."

After gossiping all the way, after leaving the school gate, Lin Yucong rolled his eyes, cleared his throat, and said with a little excitement on his face.

"Fang Nian, would you like to stop going to study by yourself tonight?"

"why."

"Let me ask you a question first."

"ask."

"How do you say Apple in English?"

Fang Nian: "...No."

The more serious the face, the more serious it is.

"I'll teach you, read to me, e~ai~p~o~ao, fire."

Fang Nian watched Lin Yucong perform calmly.

"I'm telling you~"

Lin Yucong suppressed his excitement and pretended to explain.

"Generally speaking, when a girl gives an apple to a boy, it's like giving a cannon..."

"..."

"I don't have an apple, but I heard that Christmas Eve has another meaning now. I want you to take me to experience it, can you?"

This is being teased.

Li Annan finished the science popularization at noon, and this afternoon it was his turn to be popularized.

Fang Nian glanced at Lin Yucong: "Then let me ask you a question, are you resistant to beating?"

"Ah, are you going to play those complicated art acts?"

Lin Yucong bit his right lip.

There is a bit of anticipation in the fear, and there is a hint of fascination...

Fang Nian sighed: "Why do you know so much?"

"I don't understand anything, so don't think about it." Lin Yucong smiled.

That proud look is like a triumphant general.

This time, Fang Nian was completely defeated.

"I don't like foreign festivals, so there are no apples."

Finally, Lin Yucong explained seriously.

"But if you want to think wrongly, I... don't mind not going to the evening self-study."

Fang Nian said with a serious face: "I didn't think about it, but I want to know whether you can resist the beating."

Lin Yucong stuck out his tongue.

Fang Nian waved his hand: "Go home and have dinner, I wish you peace and happiness."

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