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Chapter 2 The Excellent Classmate Song (Second Update)
After Song Huanxi finished writing the letter of resignation, he checked it from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no omissions, he signed his name seriously, dried it gently, folded it and put it in the envelope.

On the envelope, several large characters had already been neatly written: Sincerely, President Chen Qi'an.

Song Huanxi swiftly put away all the stationery and put them on the bookshelf next to him - he will use this old table for dinner later.

When the smell of rice came, Song Huanxi turned around and went into the kitchen, started the pot, sprinkled the chopped vegetables, and stir-fried them all in one go.

Putting down the casserole, she hesitated for a moment, took out the pan, poured some rapeseed oil, grabbed three eggs from the egg basket, thought about it, and put one back in.

The aroma of fried eggs overflowed, and Wen Tsai's small head poked out from the kitchen door, looking at her with bright black eyes.

Song Huanxi smiled: "Is Wenzai hungry? It will be ready soon."

Wen Zai nodded, ran up to her side, and watched her operate with his mouth pursed.

Song Huanxi didn't drive away the younger brother, but just told him to stand far away.

Soon, the food is on the table.

When Song Huanxi arrived at the door of the small room, he knocked twice without haste: "Ah Yun, it's time to eat."

Knowing that she would not be able to wait for the second sister's response, she turned around and sat down at the dining table, served three bowls of rice, and coaxed the younger brother, "Wen Zi, be good, wait for the second sister."

The second child is very angry, and if he doesn't wait for her to eat, he is afraid that he will overturn the table.

When the time comes, beating the second child won't help, she can't let her pick up the rice that was dropped on the ground and eat it again!

After waiting for a long time, the door of the small room was pulled open from the inside, and Song Huanyun walked out pouting.

Song Huanxi knocked on the side of the bowl and urged: "Hurry up! I fried eggs for you!"

Song Huanyun's pretty face looked much better, "Wash your hands first!"

The teenage girl moved swiftly, as if she was stepping on a hot wheel, and returned to the dinner table in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the golden fried eggs on the bowl, Song Huanyun's eyes lit up, and noticed that there were no fried eggs on Song Huanxi's bowl, so she asked casually, "Are there any sisters?"

Song Huanxi responded: "There are only two eggs. You and my brother each have one. I won't eat them."

She urged again: "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while!"

Song Huanyun didn't doubt that he was there, took a big bite of the fried egg, and took another bite of the salted rice. The salty rice that was tired of eating for a long time seemed to become more delicious.

Wen Zai looked at the eldest sister in puzzlement. He clearly saw that there were eggs in the basket just now. Why did the elder sister lie to the second sister?
Song Huanxi noticed the younger brother's eyes, raised his index finger to his lips, made a booing gesture, and blinked again.

Wen Tsai understands, this is a little secret between him and sister!

He clumsily divided his fried egg into two halves, and gave half to sister-in-law. Following Song Huanxi's example, he shushed and blinked.

Song Huanxi was startled and laughed.

Song Huanyun looked up and saw this scene, and saw that she had already eaten half of the fried egg, she was annoyed immediately, and glared at her younger brother: "Nong really knows how to be a good person, but he is not a bad person, right?"

Song Huanxi: "..."

Tired.

She glanced at the younger brother who was about to cry, and explained: "Wen Zai can't finish eating, so what's wrong with sharing half with me? You are so old, can't you finish an fried egg?"

Song Huanyun blinked, lowered her head hurriedly, ate the remaining fried egg in one bite, and replied vaguely: "Repay the ones you got, oh, you get ones back!"

Song Huanxi raised his hand and touched the younger brother's little head, "Eat quickly, you can grow taller by eating a lot. After you grow taller, if your second sister bullies you again, you should beat her hard!"

Song Huanyun raised her head abruptly, a mouthful of rice stuck in her throat, she tapped her chopsticks towards Song Huanxi, but she was so choked that she couldn't speak!
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After dinner, the three siblings took turns to take a shower, went to bed early, and turned off the lights early to save electricity bills!

What made Song Huanxi dumbfounded was that just after she fell asleep, Song Huanyun hugged the pillow and touched it, and forced herself into bed, refusing to sleep by herself.

When she woke up the next morning, two siblings hugged her arm, making her unable to move!

Song Huanxi finally broke free, covered his siblings with quilts, tiptoed to the kitchen, and cooked a pot of porridge.

I also cut some pickles and drizzled some sesame oil on top. It is a must with porridge.

After the porridge cooled down, Song Huanxi called his younger siblings to wash up, thinking that it would be good if Aunt Xiu left, and she could save one person's cooking.

The biggest worry is that Aunt Xiu took away her father's last savings, making it impossible for her to work and study.

It's not that Song Huanxi doesn't want to stop An Xiuniang and tell her to spit out the money, but she's still young, and her new lover is rich and powerful, so it's not worth hurting herself to get into an argument.

What's more, after the past two years of expenses in the savings left by my father, there was not much left.

The three siblings had dinner, and before going out, they went to the father's tablet to pay respects one by one. Song Huanxi said silently in his heart: Dad will also bless our three brothers and sisters to be safe today.

Just as she was about to leave, she paused, turned around, looked at her father's tablet, and silently added: You can bless Ah Yun a little less, and let her be bullied by her classmates, or be scolded by the teacher for her poor grades. OK.

The younger brother was sent to the elementary school first, and the second younger sister, Ayun, went to the middle school by herself. She touched the letter of resignation in her schoolbag, and walked towards the office building alone.

The four-storey office building has been around for some years. The concrete exterior walls are covered with green creepers, and a circle of tall cypresses is planted around it, which makes people feel cool and refreshing.

Song Huanxi went directly to the fourth floor, and the teachers she met along the way greeted her with smiles:

"Student Huanxi is here again."

"I heard that you passed the preparatory course? Congratulations."

"It's really rare to be able to skip a grade in Form Five."

Song Huanxi always nodded with a smile, stopped occasionally, and listened modestly, rarely explaining.

This made all the teachers love her even more.

Looking at the girl's tall and straight back, the teachers were full of emotion: "I heard that her grades are good enough for Oxford and Cambridge, but because of her poor family, she can only go to the University of Hong Kong."

"It's really excellent! It's a pity——"

"What a pity, after a few years, we will call Mr. Song."

"That's right, haha."

Song Huanxi naturally couldn't hear these discussions, and probably just laughed it off. For her, the lawyer was too far away, and the top priority was to feed her siblings.

She has always been pragmatic.

The previous plan was to complete enough credits in the shortest possible time, graduate from the law department, get a lawyer's license, and the life of the whole family will be settled.

Unfortunately, An Xiuniang couldn't wait for four years.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Huanxi had already arrived at the door of the principal's office.

After two light knocks, a thick male voice came from the door: "Please come in."

Song Huanxi pushed the door and entered, and saw the principal Chen Qi'an, and the visitor with his back to her, wearing a suit, she stopped -

(End of this chapter)