Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!.

Chapter 130 I'm on Guard

March passed smoothly.

When the weather turns to April with warm spring and blooming flowers.

The grass has grown and the flowers have bloomed.

Even the wind has turned green.

of course.

It would be best if there was less rain.

Jiang Ning leaned back in his chair, holding a pen in his mouth, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes staring blankly out the window.

She is worried.

Because when she came here this morning, she found that some students in the school had already put on their single-layer school uniforms.

This means the weather is starting to get hot.

Go on like this.

In less than two months.

I'm afraid I'll have to wear the school uniform skirt too.

What will she do then?
Would rather die than surrender?

And then was called over for a chat by the school’s rules and discipline department?
In fact, Jiang Ning still had a sense of luck in his heart.

After all, she is a top student in the school.

Winner of the first prize in the city's Mathematical Olympiad.

This is a privilege we should have, right?
As he was thinking, Jiang Ning suddenly felt his eardrum was a little itchy.

Subconsciously, she reached out and lifted the hair from her ears.

At this time.

Zhu Hui behind him suddenly said:

"Ginger ginger."

"Ok?"

"do not move."

When Miss Jiang heard the voice, she was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and then she realized that Xiao Zhu Hui was using her as a model.

He rolled his eyes helplessly.

moment.

Zhu Hui finished drawing a sketch.

Handed it over.

"Ginger ginger."

"Has anyone told you about this?"

"That action you just took was really very feminine."

???

Very manly!

What the hell is that look?

Jiang Ning was about to say something in rebuttal, but when she saw the painting Zhu Hui handed over.

I was a little speechless for a moment.

Only on the drawing paper.

A long-haired girl raised half of her face slightly and looked upward. Her eyes were big and beautiful.

Plus that hair-flipping action.

If you don't consider that the person in the painting is yourself.

Old man Jiang would really be moved.

but…

What the hell.

The morning reading class is over.

Mathematics teacher Ma Hongwei came in with a stack of papers and put them on the podium with a bang.

Judging from his actions.

The mood seems to be pretty good.

"The test results from the past few days are out, and everyone did pretty well."

"The average score is 1.2 points higher than last time."

“But there are still some things that are wrong that shouldn’t be wrong.”

"Now."

"Come up and get your test paper when my name is called."

"Chen Chen...113 points."

"Cheng Zirui...132 points."

……

"Luo Shanshan...98 points."

"Zhang Shuangshu...108 points."

After all the answers were reported, Ma Hongwei picked up a test paper and turned to copy the questions on the blackboard.

But at this moment.

Jiang Ning looked at the empty desk and raised his hand in astonishment.

"Teacher Ma, I..."

"Oh, Jiang Ning, your paper is here for you to do a sample paper. You can share it with your deskmate Luo Shanshan first."

Fine.

Although this is not the first time this has happened.

But Miss Jiang still sighed with a look of pain on her face.

this will.

Luo Shanshan pushed the test paper over with a wicked smile on her face.

"My beloved Concubine Jiang."

"Come and read this volume with me."

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Qingming.

One of the traditional festivals.

It is also known as the Outing Festival, Ancestor Worship Festival, Walking Youth Festival or March Festival.

of course.

These are just called differently.

In fact, they are all the same content.

Visit the grave.

Jiang Ning didn't know how people visited graves in other places.

But there is a saying in Jiangzhou.

Early Qingming, late Dadong.

The little ghost on the 15th day of July can’t wait.

This means that we have to visit the graves in the morning on Qingming Festival.

On the Ghost Festival of the Winter Solstice, paper money is burned at night.

As for the Ghost Festival on the 15th day of July, paper money for ancestor worship must be burned before noon.

and so.

Early in the morning.

Jiang Ning was called out from under the quilt by his mother.

He rubbed his eyes dazedly and resentfully, pointing outside the dark window.

"Mom, it's too early."

"Early what?"

"Tell your damn father to take the money and deposit it in the bank as soon as possible!"

“No need to queue up!”

Listening to my mother’s resentment, which is no less than my own when I wake up.

Jiang Ning wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

Put on your blindfold, get dressed, get up and wash up.

Outside the window at this time.

The mist and rain are hazy.

Because it was not yet fully light, in Jiang Ning's eyes.

At this moment, the whole world seems to be immersed in clouds and mist.

Very beautiful, and very quiet.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Ning, dressed in dark clothes, took his mother's arm, held a black umbrella, and went out.

Given the rain outside.

The mother and daughter did not choose to ride a bike.

Instead, he came to the gate of the community holding an umbrella and carrying a few bags of paper money.

Just about to stop a car.

A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Auntie, Ningning, here!"

I looked back in the direction of the sound.

Tian Wenhao was seen sitting in a black Santana sedan, waving at the mother and daughter.

half an hour.

Jiang Ning sat in the passenger seat of Santana.

"Cousin, I'm willing to give it up."

Miss Jiang is not stupid.

She remembers it clearly.

In 2001, buying a Santana like this, including the license plate and other expenses, would cost an estimated to yuan.

Although these few months.

My cousin also earned hundreds of thousands.

But you can take out hundreds of thousands of dollars at once to buy a car.

Gee tut.

wrong.

Jiang Ning suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be in charge of his cousin's family finances.

I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Did your aunt ask you to buy it?"

At this time.

My mother, who was sitting in the back seat, also asked.

"Wenhao, did you buy this car?"

"how much?"

"All in all, about 16."

"What?!" My mother's surprised voice instantly came from the back seat of the car.

Then there was a shock that increased by several dozen decibels.

"How many?!"

"Sixteen hundred and eighty thousand!" Tian Wenhao repeated.

But just as he finished speaking, Jiang Ning saw that his mother's hand had reached into the driver's seat and twisted Tian Wenhao's ear.

"You loser!"

"Where did the money come from!? Huh!?"

“Spending so much money on a car!?”

"Where's your mom?! Let's go! Go home! Find your mom!!"

Fortunately, the car is just parked and has not been started yet.

Otherwise, if this happens, the car will be destroyed and people will die.

A good while.

The commotion in the car finally came to an end.

Tian Cuilan looked at her nephew blankly and opened her mouth.

"Your own...earned money?"

"One hundred and sixty-eight thousand?"

"My sister, your mother, has... agreed?"

Faced with his aunt's three consecutive questions, Tian Wenhao rubbed his ears and nodded somewhat aggrievedly.

At this time.

He probably understands.

Why is it that my beautiful cousin has always been reluctant to tell her family about her business?

Just the force of twisting the ear.

It is not something that ordinary people can bear.

At this time, Miss Jiang didn't know what her cousin was thinking.

But looking at his eyes that would occasionally wander over to me, I roughly understood something.

He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Turning back to my mother, I said:
"Mom, my cousin said so, so that's it."

"If not, just ask your aunt when you get back."

pity.

The old lady was still muttering to herself.

"One hundred and sixty-eight thousand... one hundred and sixty-eight thousand... one hundred and sixty-eight thousand..."

Jiang Ning thought that the old lady was worried about the money, but the next second, the old lady stared at him and asked:

"Big nephew!"

"How did you make this money?"

In order to satisfy my mother's curiosity, Tian Wenhao took out some things related to opening a store and told her about it.

Seeing that my mother seemed to understand but not quite, I had no idea what she understood.

But just as the car was about to reach the cemetery.

The lady in the back row suddenly opened her mouth to warn:

"Wenhao, you have to be careful about your boss."

???

"Why?" Jiang Ning couldn't help but ask.

"The boss helped my cousin make so much money."

As a result, Tian Cuilan glared at her talkative daughter.

"What do you know as a little girl?"

"It's a big business that makes 200,000 or 300,000 in a few months!"

"The boss doesn't know how to do it himself?"

"You, a college student, can make so much money!"

"There must be something wrong! You have to be careful!"

"Did you hear me!"

Tian Wenhao was as obedient as a duck and nodded repeatedly.

Only Jiang Ning, who was sitting in the passenger seat, could see the expression of trying not to laugh on his cousin's face at that moment.

Although what I said is correct.

This is the truth.

But this sounded uncomfortable to Boss Jiang.

Mmp!

He was being guarded against by his own mother.

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