Yi Yang knew that his grades were poor, but he still underestimated his level.

When he was stumped by a third-grade elementary school question for the fifth time, he had a firm idea in his mind: to start studying again in elementary school.

After killing the pig, Murakami's relatives and friends started busy cooking again.

Yi Yang pulled Yi Chuan aside and asked him, "Where are the books you used before?"

Yi Chuan asked: "What book?"

"Textbooks, from first to third grade."

Yi Chuan hesitated for a moment and said, "The books for the first and second grade are all gone."

"Gone? Where did it go?"

"Just... origami airplane."

"Paper airplane!"

Yi Chuan looked at his cousin innocently and said, "Well, didn't you teach me that?"

Yi Yang thought about it again, and it seemed that there was indeed such a thing. Once in the first year of junior high school, he folded all Yi Chuan's first and second grade books into paper airplanes, then stood on the roof of the teaching building and flew them all down.

.Most of the planes fell straight down, but one or two always stood out, flew high and high, and finally stuck on the head of the dean.

The dean is a woman, with her hair neatly tied up.

Yi Yang couldn't remember what happened after that, because it didn't seem to end well.

Yi Yang felt a little regretful. If he put it this way, he might not be able to supplement his primary school cultural knowledge through his cousin.

But Yi Chuan thought for a while and said: "By the way, I have a cousin that you know. She should have a lot of books there."

Yi Yang's eyes lit up, and he thought that there was such a person, Yi Chuan's cousin, the daughter of Sister Zhao Jinhua. She should have been in the first grade of junior high school this year, and her grades were very good. If I remember correctly, she later passed the exam.

One 985.

Yi Yang said: "Take me to find her."

Yi Chuan thought for a while and said hesitantly: "I'm afraid not."

"What's wrong?"

"My cousin cherishes her books very much. She will definitely not let you fold her books into paper airplanes."

Yi Yang fell silent, and then knocked Yi Chuan's brains out.

…

Yichuan's cousin is called Zhao Yue'e, who has the same surname as her mother. She lives in the neighboring Zhongtian Village, two or three kilometers away from Shuigou Village where Yiyang is located.

At noon, Yi Yang and Yi Chuan had lunch at home. They quietly pushed their bicycles and then rode towards Zhao Yuee's home.

Yi Yang rode in front, and Yi Chuan sat astride the metal shelf at the back. The road to Shuigou Village was not a highway, but a rural road that had not yet been paved with asphalt. Although the Shangqi District was not uneven, there were occasionally two stars on the dirt road.

The stones caused the bicycle to bounce, which made Yi Chuan feel very uncomfortable.

"Brother, my butt hurts."

"Be patient."

Yichuan had no choice but to bite his lip stubbornly.

Finally, under the guidance of Yi Chuan, the two brothers arrived at the door of Zhao Yue'e's house in Zhongtian Village.

While Yi Yang was parking his bicycle, Yi Chuan had already jumped off and jumped towards the courtyard gate, shouting at the same time: "Sister Yue'e! Sister Yue'e!"

Yi Yang parked his bicycle, and a person came out of the house. He was small and exquisite, with big eyes. It was Zhao Yue'e. When she saw Yi Chuan, she smiled and called out: "Xiao Chuan?"

Yi Chuan went over and held Zhao Yue'e's hand, pulled her over and said, "My brother has something to do with you!"

Yi Yang smiled and greeted Zhao Yue'e: "Hello."

Only then did Zhao Yue'e see Yi Yang, and an unnatural expression suddenly appeared on her face.

Yi Yang noticed this detail and sighed slightly. He knew that he was extremely bad in the eyes of these relatives, especially his aunt.

She has probably heard a lot of bad things about herself, right?

Zhao Yue'e said: "Well, what do you want from me?"

"I just wanted to ask... do you still have the books you had in elementary school?"

Zhao Yue'e hesitated for a moment and said: "Yes, I am...but I can't fold the plane for you."

Yi Yang was speechless for a while.

Yi Chuan said: "My brother has no plans to fly, he wants to learn."

"ah?"

Zhao Yue'e blinked her eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Uh...then come with me."

So Zhao Yue'e led Yi Yang and Yi Chuan in.

Seeing that Zhao Yue'e was the only one at home, Yi Yang asked: "Are you the only one at home?"

Zhao Yue'e said: "My father works in the provincial capital, and my mother goes to the fields."

Yi Yang nodded silently.

The conditions of Zhao Yue'e's family are much worse than those of Yi Chuan's family. Although Yi San is a farmer, he contracted a large piece of land and made a pepper garden himself. His annual income is much better than working outside.

.And Zhao Yue'e's family only has a stable income from his father, who is not very stable.

Zhao Yue'e's clothes are simple but very clean. The patterns on the white short-sleeves she wears have been washed and faded, but they give people a fresh and simple feeling.

The three of them arrived at Zhao Yue'e's room.

The room is not big, but clean and tidy.

A dining table was used as a desk, placed by the window, which seemed a bit awkward because of its size. School textbooks were neatly arranged on the table.

Yi Yang took a look at the Chinese, mathematics, English, history and other textbooks, as well as several exercises and test papers, all for the first year of junior high school.

It turns out that these are the subjects that need to be learned in junior high school. Yi Yang is a little ashamed. He can't even remember which subjects he has learned in the three years of junior high school, let alone the subjects that have changed from the first to the third year of junior high school. For example, from the second year of junior high school, the subjects have changed.

Start with chemistry and physics.

Yi Yang said: "Didn't you just graduate from elementary school?"

"Yeah...but I want to study on my own first, because I have no homework after graduating from elementary school. I feel uncomfortable not studying for more than two months. I borrowed these books from others."

Seeing others working so hard, Yi Yang sighed silently, and then knocked Yi Chuan on the head.

Yichuan looked at his cousin aggrievedly.

Zhao Yue'e squatted down and pulled out a cardboard box from under the table. Yi Yang saw this and hurried over to help.

In the cardboard box, there are also neatly listed textbooks, all for elementary schools.

Zhao Yue'e said: "All the primary school textbooks are here."

Seeing these books, Yi Yang suddenly felt a headache. He was originally full of enthusiasm, but the first moment he saw these thick books, most of his enthusiasm was extinguished.

The reason why chicken blood is consumed is because of a question: How to learn?

Yi Yang asked: "Well...sister Yue'e, how do you usually study?"

Yue'e blinked, a little puzzled: "Well... just study normally. For Chinese, just listen to the teacher and do your homework. Memorize the texts that need to be memorized... As for math, you still have to listen to the teacher and then do your homework."

Digression: Children only begin to develop logical thinking abilities when they are around twelve years old, so it is difficult for primary school students to have a strong ability to independently summarize regular learning. Therefore, children of this age need guidance from teachers and parents.

Yi Yang looked at the book on the desk, was silent for a while, and said, "Sister Yue'e, can I ask you a favor?"

Zhao Yue'e unconsciously showed a hesitant expression: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Yi Yang's eyes were firm: "I want to borrow these books from you."
Chapter completed!