When she returned to her seat, her deskmate moved her table further away from Qiao Lan. It was as if Qiao Lan had the plague.
She deliberately ignored Qiao Lan and moved away from Qiao Lan. She wanted to see Qiao Lan embarrassed. However, Qiao Lan was calmly reading and writing. She even looked happy. Her deskmate was angry for a moment. Then, she remembered what she had just said to her friends. Her expression became better.
Today, her friends were talking about how Qiao Lan used to chase after Song Yao, Chen Yaoyang, and the others. It was obvious how much she wanted to integrate into this class. So, how could she possibly tolerate their cold treatment? She was just pretending not to care. Who knew, she might even be crying behind their backs, thinking of how she could get back into Qin Yang's good books and make up with them?
Moreover, the days of sitting at the same table as Qiao Lan were not going to be long.
The homeroom teacher said that after the mid-term exam, they would have to arrange their seats according to their ranking.
Qiao Lan's results in the last monthly exam were at the bottom of the class. It was impossible for them to sit together again. Not only that, she could rely on her results to sit closer to Chen Yaoyang!
Chen Yaoyang ranked first in the last monthly exam. If there were no accidents, he should still rank first in the mid-term exam.
Moreover, she ranked fifth in the last monthly exam.
Recently, she had been studying very hard. She studied until 1 am almost every day. She wanted to do better and be closer to Chen Yaoyang. She wanted to improve her ranking in the mid-term exam. It would be best if she could get second place. However, Song Yao, who ranked second in the last monthly exam, had better English than her. She was not confident that she could surpass Song Yao. However, it did not matter if she could not get second place. Third or fourth place was fine too. This was because the third and fourth places sat behind the first and second places.
The distance between the front and back tables was already very close to her.
She knew that Song Yao liked Chen Yaoyang. However, they were not in a relationship. If she relied on her own ability to get closer to Chen Yaoyang, everyone would think that she was studying hard. Even if they could tell that she liked Chen Yaoyang, no one would be able to say anything if she relied on her results to get there.
Everyone hated Qiao Lan not because Qiao Lan liked Chen Yaoyang, but because Qiao Lan did not deserve to like Chen Yaoyang.
Thinking of this, Qiao Lan's deskmate felt better. She glanced at Qiao Lan and returned her gaze to her textbook. She could not be bothered with Qiao Lan anymore.
Her deskmate ignored Qiao Lan. In the class, those who were jealous of Qiao Lan for being able to talk to Song Yao and Chen Yaoyang, those who looked down on her for trying to please others, and those who hated her to begin with. Now, after class, the most interesting thing was to sit together and talk about Qiao Lan. Some of them even bet that Qiao Lan could pretend to be Qiao Lan for a few more days.
No one believed that Qiao Lan could hold on. Even Chen Yaoyang thought so.
However, he hoped that Qiao Lan could continue to be so stubborn. In the past few days, Song Yao finally did not have such a discordant presence around him. No one deliberately tried to get close to him. Chen Yaoyang felt that the atmosphere around him was good.
Everyone thought that Qiao Lan must be feeling regretful and embarrassed. As for Qiao Lan herself, it was impossible for her to feel regretful, but she was a little embarrassed.
However, it was not because everyone was against her. It was because the radio gymnastics in Affiliated High School was not the same as what she had learned before.
She did not know how to do it, so it was very awkward.
Because she did not know how to do it, she could only follow what others did. Because it was not up to standard, the head teacher said that she was not serious. After the head teacher said that, several people next to her laughed at her.
But even so, she could not do anything. At this stage, no one in the class wanted to talk to her, let alone teach her how to do exercises. Moreover, learning how to do exercises out of the blue sounded weird.
After finishing the exercises and returning to the classroom, Qiao Lan naturally looked at Tan Mo's position. It was exactly the same as when she went downstairs. He did not seem to have moved at all. He still had his head down and was reading the book in front of him.
Thinking of Tan Mo's deathly still appearance when she greeted Tan Mo a few days ago, Qiao Lan suddenly wanted to fully understand Asperger's Disease.
However, Qiao Lan did not have the ability to do so at the moment. Qiao Lan's clothes were the leftovers of the two sisters of the Qiao family. She did not have a phone to look for information. Furthermore, the Qiao family did not have a computer. She could only look for information during the information class.
Because she already knew where the Qiao family lived, Qiao Lan did not go to the small restaurant of Father and Mother Qiao. Instead, she went straight home.
After school in the afternoon, Old Lady Joe sat on the sofa and watched TV. Qiao Yuan was not back yet.
After waiting for a while, Old Lady Joe picked up a phone call. Qiao Lan sat in the room and did not hear what she said.
When it was almost seven o 'clock, Qiao Lan was a little hungry. She went out of the room and took a look in the kitchen. There was nothing in the rice cooker except for a bowl of cold rice.
Qiao Lan thought about it and asked Old Lady Joe if she was not cooking today. Old Lady Joe leaned on the sofa and glared at her. "Don't you have hands or legs? Can't you cook when you're hungry? Am I supposed to cook at my age?"
Today, her grandson went to eat at his parents' place again. Old Lady Joe was an old lady, so she could not eat much at night. She just drank some oil tea. As for Qiao Lan, Old Lady Joe did not care if Qiao Lan was hungry or not. If she was hungry, there was still a bowl of rice.
Qiao Lan glanced at Old Lady Joe and went back to the kitchen.
The Qiao family was not poor. Although the restaurant was small and run-down, it was in front of the school. The flow of customers was not bad. Otherwise, they would not have spent more than a thousand yuan on Qiao Yuan's shoes.
If they could afford shoes that cost more than a thousand yuan, the food at home was naturally not bad. The only thing that was lacking was Qiao Lan.
Old Lady Joe cooked for Qiao Yuan every day. She tried her best to make delicious food for her grandson. Qiao Lan opened the fridge and saw that there were a lot of ingredients.
There was still cold rice in the pot. Qiao Lan took two eggs and some vegetables. She also took a piece of meat from the freezer. She quickly cut the vegetables and heated the oil. After a while, she was almost done.
Old Lady Joe sat outside and watched TV happily. She did not even think about Qiao Lan. After sitting for a while, a fragrant smell came from the kitchen. Old Lady Joe thought it was quite fragrant. She then realized that it was the smell of meat!
Old Lady Joe stopped watching TV. She put on her shoes and ran to the kitchen. She almost had a stroke when she went in.
Qiao Lan cooked egg fried rice for herself and made two dishes, one meat and one vegetable. The meat dishes were huge, and it was beef!
In the past, Qiao Lan would cook for herself. At most, Qiao Lan would cook egg fried rice or shredded potatoes, so Old Lady Joe did not care. Who would have thought that Qiao Lan would cook meat for herself? She bought the beef yesterday. It was much more expensive than pork and chicken. She wanted to save it for her grandson, but Qiao Lan cooked it all!
Old Lady Joe rushed up to take the beef away without thinking. Qiao Lan stopped her with one hand and took the plate back with the other. "What are you doing?"
"Who told you to cook this? Don't you know how expensive beef is? Why do you cook so much for one person? One dish is enough," she said and tried to snatch it again.
Qiao Lan walked out with the plate in one hand. Old Lady Joe was not tall. As she grew older, her back slowly bent and she became smaller. Qiao Lan stopped her with one hand. She was so angry that she immediately scolded, "Did you grow up after not being beaten for three days? Your parents raised you, but they have no conscience at all. After this meal, your brother will eat whatever your parents eat."
With such a small amount, it was obvious that she was eating alone. Qiao Lan was too lazy to expose Old Lady Joe. He picked up his chopsticks and started to eat.
She only had a small bowl of rice for lunch. Old Madam Qiao wished she could pile all the dishes in front of her grandson. Qiao Lan was really hungry now.
Old Lady Joe could not snatch the beef away. She was so angry that she kept scolding Qiao Lan. However, when she saw how quickly Qiao Lan ate, she had no choice but to run to the kitchen and get another pair of chopsticks.
She could not let Qiao Lan eat all of it!
She hurriedly grabbed the biggest piece of beef from the plate and put it in her mouth.
She did not chew it.
She even hurt her teeth.
Old Lady Joe was old and her teeth were not good. Last year, Old Lady Joe's father said that he would make false teeth for Old Lady Joe. However, Old Lady Joe said that it was too expensive and did not make false teeth. She said that she did not eat much at her age and that it was fine to eat some porridge.
Old Lady Joe covered her mouth in pain. She felt that she was going to crush a mouthful of meat. She shouted angrily, "If you don't know how to make it, then don't make it. Who can eat something so hard!"
Qiao Lan slowly picked up a big piece of meat and put it in his mouth. He was very timid. "I can."
Old Lady Joe was speechless.
Qiao Lan seemed to be deliberately showing Old Lady Joe his good teeth. He ate very quickly. After Qiao Lan finished eating, he considerately picked up a piece of potato for Old Lady Joe. "This is cooked for a long time. Eat this."
Old Lady Joe was speechless.
She was so angry that her chest hurt.
She could not snatch it away, nor could she eat it. Old Lady Joe sat opposite Qiao Lan and watched Qiao Lan eat. She began to doubt herself.
Was this still her third child who dared to do whatever he wanted?
What was wrong with him recently? Why was he suddenly not afraid of her?
After a long time of self-doubt, she looked down and realized that half of the dish had been finished by Qiao Lan. Old Lady Joe hurriedly pressed down on the plate. "That's enough. How much are you going to eat? Save the rest for your brother when he comes back later."
"It's already ten o 'clock when Qiao Yuan comes back. You still dare to give him food."
Old Lady Joe was speechless.
Qiao Yuan was too fat. A few days ago, he went to the hospital for a check-up. The doctor told him to eat less, especially at night. He should not eat anything after dinner, especially fish and meat. Recently, Father Qiao did not allow Qiao Yuan to eat supper. Although Old Lady Joe was distressed, she was also worried that her grandson was too fat and unhealthy. She could only stop giving Qiao Yuan food.
Old Lady Joe felt that she was usually like a firecracker. Today, she was blocked by Qiao Lan and could not say a word. Seeing that Qiao Lan finished eating, Old Lady Joe panicked when she thought about the dozens of dollars she spent on Qiao Lan's stomach.
"You can't finish such a big plate. You usually only eat so little …"
That was because he only had so little to eat.
His body was already so hungry. What could he not finish? He was not afraid of gaining weight no matter how much he ate.
Old Lady Joe was at her wit's end. She only had one mouth left.
"Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat. You eat so much, but you don't know shit. You can't keep up with your studies. Your parents are so busy, but they don't even help you. Either you have the ability to find a rich man like your second sister and marry him, or you can study like Lulu. You can be arrogant in front of an old woman like me even if you can't do anything."
The Lulu that Old Lady Joe was talking about was Second Uncle Qiao's daughter. She was in the same school and the same grade as Qiao Lan, but they were not in the same class. Last month, she was ranked tenth in the class. Her parents boasted that she was in the top ten of the grade.
Qiao Lan's second sister, Qiao Han, was just 20 years old this year. She married a divorced businessman who was almost 40 years old with a child. Recently, she gave birth to a son. Every day, she would think of ways to show off her son in front of her ex-wife. A few days ago, she even got into a fight with her ex-wife.
Qiao Lan felt that she should not listen to Old Lady Joe anymore. She was afraid that her worldview would collapse.
Old Lady Joe talked a lot, but Qiao Lan still ate calmly.
Old Lady Joe looked at her leisurely appearance and was so angry that her chest hurt even more.
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