Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 34 Aunt Fang
Chi Zimu was still trying to guess that his guess was accurate, but when he looked at Jiang Shijing again, he had already gone downstairs and disappeared.

Chi Zimu's score was almost hovering before the top 30. Now that Jiang Ling and him were missing, Chi Zimu would definitely be in the top [-].

……

Jiang Ling was still going home by bus. On the way, she ran into a classmate in her class who was also a regular student, and tried to say hello.

It was already around [-]:[-] when I got home, Jiang Ling opened the door to change her shoes, and there was already a tempting aroma coming from the kitchen.

Aunt Fang heard the sound of the door opening and knew that Jiang Ling was back, so she called out, "Lingling is back, go wash your hands and eat."

In his memory, Jiang Ling was unwilling to live with his father and his family, who were already in harmony, so he proposed to move out after three years of high school.

Shen Yuan also agreed.

I rented a house for her not far from home. It was the best residential area near Yuyuan Villa. Normally, the two of them would not meet each other, but it was very convenient to find someone.

Aunt Fang is Shen Yuan's aunt hired by Jiang Ling or Shen Ling. She has a gentle and kind personality. She worked in their house when she was a child. This may be the reason why Shen Yuan chose her.

Jiang Ling smiled and said "OK" and put the schoolbag into the room. Jiang Ling's room didn't have any special decorations, and some of them were already arranged during the renovation.

There are no cute dolls that many high school girls should have, and there are no pink and tender wallpaper ornaments that girls like, or simple wallpapers and the like.

Even a person like her who doesn't care much puts a few decorations.

Jiang Ling washed her hands and went to the kitchen to help Aunt Fang serve dishes, "Aunt Fang, let me come."

Fang Lan is over 50 years old, and she doesn't have any makeup on. The silver thread on her temples makes her look old and kind.

My own daughter used to have a big temper, but her heart was not bad. Fang Lan has always been mild-tempered, no matter what Jiang Ling said, she would never get angry, not to mention that Jiang Ling suddenly became gentle and obedient since yesterday.

She has always taken care of Jiang Ling as her own daughter.

Fang Lan put the sauce-flavored eggplant in the pot on a plate, and happily gave it to Jiang Ling, "Oh, good, let's eat."

During the meal, Jiang Ling chatted with Aunt Fang about other things besides talking about daily life, because she found that the complete memory sent to her by the system today is only the memory from the accident of the original body in the third year of junior high school to the present.

And there are no details about how the original body had an accident and fell down the stairs before school started.

Of course, the plot of the original book does not have Yuan Gaoyi's unexpected plot, but then again, Jiang Ling will not appear here if there is no accident.

When Aunt Fang mentioned that day, she put down her chopsticks, her expression was a little puzzled and a little scared, she touched her cheek, "Yes, I also find it strange, Lingling, is there something important in that box?"

What she was talking about was the box that Jiang Ling brought back from Shen Yuan's house.

Jiang Ling searched her memory, and she did recall that box piecemeal from her memory. It was actually a jewelry box, and inside it seemed to be a small bracelet given to her by the original owner's mother.

Jiang Ling chatted with Aunt Fang, "It's just that my feet slipped downstairs, it's okay, Aunt Fang, I won't do it next time."

She liked this lady named Fang Lan very much. She was as kind as her former dean, which made her feel kind for no reason, and she was surprisingly comfortable speaking.

After listening to this, Aunt Fang gave her some light words, "Oh, you can't do this next time, you have to be careful when walking, especially when crossing the road!"

(End of this chapter)