Chapter 6 that cup of tea

When Gigi woke up, Helen was already out for milking.There was a pot of tea on the table, and Gigi was busy doing her homework after drinking a cup.When Helen returned, he had just finished solving a math problem and was busy writing a history paper.Helen tiptoed over, refilled his cup of tea, served cereal and milk, and cut a few slices of toast.However, Gigi finds her eyes fixed on the new cover of her math book.He thought his mother wouldn't notice, but he was wrong. "How did your name become Gigi Berry?" He put down his pen with difficulty and said, "Everyone in the school takes Dad's last name, why can't I?"

"Because you are a member of the Liddy family." Helen replied, "That's why." He could hear the tension in his mother's voice.Actually, she didn't have to remind him how important the name was to her, but she repeated it anyway: "The Liddys have always lived in this house. You know, that's why me and your dad Sherry aren't married." One. So you and Marianne will take my last name. You're from the Liddys, you're Gigi Liddy. Your daddy doesn't mind, why should you?" Gigi shrugged: "I just want to follow my father's last name, it's as simple as that."

He knew that Mom couldn't and wouldn't accept this. Helen temporarily put aside this topic, put the toast on the table, and spread butter on it while it was still hot.Sooner or later, she would have to figure out what happened to Jiji, why did she suddenly change her surname?However, it seems that he won't make any bigger troubles for a while, so she is not in a hurry, but she believes that things will come to light soon. Shirley went downstairs, followed by Gigi's sister, Marianne. "Morning, everyone!" They are always full of energy in the morning, unlike Gigi and Mom, who need an hour to wake up every morning.But their cheerful greetings were met with dull answers.

"Are there any activities after school today?" Hillary asked. "Hockey practice," Gigi replied. "It's over at half past six." "I'll pick you up then." Hillary said, "I'm going to get a beer first." Gigi didn't say anything.The beer is for the dance, and there is a dance at their house every second Saturday of the month, a tradition that has continued for generations.Helen played the concertina, accompanied by Phil Daly, a guitarist from the neighboring village.For the last two years, Gigi has also played with them, usually on the violin and sometimes on the flute.

"We haven't finished rehearsing all the pieces yet!" Helen was anxious, "I can't believe it's already Friday. Can you spare some time to practice tonight?" Gigi reaches for her toast.He didn't need to say much, because tonight they would be busy packing up all kinds of things for the dance as usual. "Is it time?" Hillary asked. They all turned to look at the clock. There were only ten minutes left to eat breakfast and go to the station.How time flies!Gigi thought to herself again.He quickly stuffed a big mouthful of bread into his mouth, then started to pack his schoolbag, ready to go out.