Zheng Xianghong watched Gao Jiaxing run back soaked in sweat and immediately panicked, "Son, weren't you supposed to be taking the exam? Why did you come back like this? Did you get into a fight? Where are your books, your pens, your lunchbox?"
"I lost them," Gao Jiaxing replied, heading straight to his room. Short on time and lacking the mood to discuss more, he swiftly returned to his room, took some money from under the bed, changed his sweatshirt, and ran out again.
Zheng Xianghong called out hurriedly, "There's a bullock cart!"
But it was unclear whether Gao Jiaxing heard her or not, he just ran off, and the bullock cart wasn't as fast as Gao Jiaxing anyway.
Zheng Xianghong could no longer see Gao Jiaxing and sighed, "What happened to this child now, fighting again? It's the college entrance exams, and still fighting, it's really worrisome."
