Childhood Sweethearts: He's Jealous Again!

“Tong Mo, Lu Zichen, you two actually dare to lie? You’re punished to clean the toilets for another week!” the homeroom teacher said, seething with anger.

If it weren’t for them, she wouldn’t have been disrespected by her own students.

Tong Mo: Fuck!@@novelbin@@

Lu Zichen: Fuck fuck!

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When the two returned from cleaning the toilets, Mengmeng immediately covered her nose and then Gu Zhihan’s with her other hand, “Toxic gas incoming, raise level one alert!”

The fourth-grade toilets really stunk, so Tong Mo and Lu Zichen carried a heavy odor with them after cleaning them.

“Luo Mengmeng, if you don’t share our troubles, that’s fine, but how dare you look down on us!” Seeing her disdainful expression, Tong Mo and Lu Zichen suddenly became like little wives abandoned by a scumbag.

“And Gu Zhihan, what would it have cost you to lie for us?” Lu Zichen roared, “Are we even friends anymore!?”

“Not really…”

Gu Zhihan answered nonchalantly.

“Fine, we’re not friends with you, but we are friends with Mengmeng, so couldn’t you, for the sake of your wife’s friends, have lied to the teacher for us just this once?” Lu Zichen asked again, gritting his teeth.

“Well…” Before Gu Zhihan could speak again, Mengmeng couldn’t help saying, “If you’re not friends with my husband, then you’re not friends with me either, so the aforementioned conditions don’t apply.”

Then there was even less reason for Gu Zhihan to lie for them.

“…”

Truly a matched pair!

Tong Mo clenched her teeth, “We’re breaking off the friendship!”

Lu Zichen echoed, “Breaking off the friendship, plus one!”

“Okay then.” Mengmeng spread her hands, surprised they were being so petty.

And then… the four of them really did break off their friendship.

Only, this break-off lasted such a short time; before the class ended, Tong Mo and Lu Zichen couldn’t stand the loneliness and started speaking to Mengmeng again.

Mengmeng, seeing they had lowered their heads first, didn’t put on airs either.

In reality… she wanted to borrow Tong Mo’s pretty girl pencil and Lu Zichen’s imported sharpener.

Close to the end of the school day, before the current teacher finished teaching, the homeroom teacher came in with a tree.

“Excuse me, Teacher Zhao, I need to tell the students something,” the homeroom teacher greeted the teacher at the podium.

“Sure.” Teacher Zhao nodded, putting down the chalk, “You go ahead.”

Then the homeroom teacher walked up to the podium.

“Didn’t the tree planting event already end? Why is the homeroom teacher bringing in a tree?” Luo Meng asked curiously.

“Stirring up trouble,” one said.

“Being mischievous,” said the other.

Tong Mo and Lu Zichen each made a comment, rolling their eyes in annoyance.

Having been punished to clean toilets for two weeks, they now harbored a deep resentment towards the homeroom teacher.

Mengmeng: “…”

“Everyone, quiet down for a moment,” the homeroom teacher tapped the podium and pushed up her glasses before getting straight to the point, “This tree planting event, our class still has one tree left. Does anyone’s family have a place to plant it?”

“Who cares about one tree,” Mengmeng muttered under her breath.

“Right, it’s a jujube tree.”

If it hadn’t been for this jujube tree randomly mixed in among the willows, it would have been planted long ago.

“And it can bear fruit this very year.”

Sigh, if only she had the space to plant it at home, she would really hate to give it away.

The homeroom teacher felt somewhat pained.

“So, does anyone want it?”

“I do!” Mengmeng was the first to raise her hand.