Chapter 42

She snatched the plastic bag in Jiang Kechu's hand, which contained colorful pickles.

Jiang Kechu coughed, straightened his face, and said seriously: "Wan Chuer, your father is an excellent soldier. As your father's descendant, you should inherit your father's behest and carry forward his fine style."

Well, I already knew that Jiang Kechu would come to give such a lecture. It seems that Jiang Kechu heard the conversation between her and Zhuo Yao just now.

Wan Chu'er chuckled, nodded casually, and said, "Thank you Uncle Jiang for your teaching, I understand."

She didn't want to get too entangled with Jiang Kechu, so she agreed with him. If she refuted something, Jiang Kechu would definitely grab her and scold her like he was scolding his subordinates.

Seeing that Wan Chuer's attitude was okay, Jiang Kechu didn't want to say anything more. He nodded, and after thinking about it, he lowered his head and took out a pen from his pocket, and handed it to Wan Chuer.

Wan Chuer took a step back subconsciously, looking at the pen in front of her suspiciously.

Jiang Kechu said with a straight face: "This pen is given to you, I hope you can study hard and get into a good university, so as to comfort your father's spirit in heaven."

In the 90s, it was popular to give away pens, notebooks, etc., but Wan Chuer was not used to accepting other people's things, especially this thing belonged to Jiang Kechu, who she planned to draw a clear line.

Wan Chu'er lowered her eyes, and said lightly, "No need, Uncle Jiang, I will study hard." After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

What does he mean?Why do you think she didn't study hard!
Moreover, whether she studied hard, whether she will be admitted to a good university, is none of your business, Jiang Kechu!

Jiang Kechu frowned, thinking that Wan Chuer was really an awkward child, stepped forward, and stuffed the pen into Wan Chuer's schoolbag in a flash, and said solemnly: "Be obedient and study hard, this pen is not just for me. , and on behalf of all the soldiers your father has ever led."

After speaking, he strode away.

Wan Chu'er looked at Jiang Kechu's self-righteous back, gritted her teeth, stared, and shook her fist at him helplessly.

Jiang Kechu disappeared in the blink of an eye, Wan Chuer reluctantly took off her schoolbag, and took out the pen from the schoolbag with the word 'hero' written on it.

Wan Chu'er had seen this pen in her previous life. Jiang Kechu often used this pen when writing. His sister Jiang Xiaoxiao once wanted to ask Jiang Kechu for this pen, but he didn't give it to him.

Wan Chu'er felt that the pen seemed a little hot, so she threw the pen out as soon as she raised her hand.

I don't want your pen!
"Hey, who threw things around?" A boy in front covered his head and turned around. When he saw Wan Chuer's raised hand, he knew it was Wan Chuer's doing. He looked down at the surroundings again. Picked up the murder weapon - the pen.

Wan Chu'er gritted her teeth, wondering why she was so good at aiming, she just threw it casually, and hit a handsome young man. Judging by the school uniform, he should be from the same school as her.

Because it was her fault, Wan Chu'er didn't have any temper at all, so she quickly squeezed out an apologetic smile and greeted her.

She said first: "Student, I'm sorry, I accidentally threw the pen out and hit your head. I'm sorry. If you need to go to the hospital for an examination, I can accompany you, and the medical expenses can also be paid by me." .”

If you do something wrong, you have to lower your posture, and if she cooperates so much, the other party probably won't pursue it, Wan Chu'er thought to herself.

Sure enough, when the boy saw Wan Chuer's sincerity, he felt embarrassed. He felt that he was a big man, but he just hit his head. He didn't need to go to any hospital, and the other party was a beautiful girl.

The boy blushed for a while, and said, "I hope you will pay more attention in the future and don't throw things around. Fortunately, I have nothing to do. If I hit someone else, it may not be a big deal."

After speaking, he handed the pen to Wan Chuer.

Unexpectedly, this little boy had a good heart, but he didn't pursue anything after a few nice words, and even persuaded Wan Chu'er in turn, he really was a young boy.

Wan Chu'er had no choice but to take the pen she threw out, and continued to show a grateful look, thanking the other party.

The boy took another look at Wan Chuer, then hurriedly turned and left.

Wan Chu'er looked at the slightly flustered back of the boy, and rolled her eyes. Could it be that the boy was frightened by her beauty?And then spring instantly?She saw his red face like a monkey's butt.

All blame this pen, all blame Jiang Chu.

Wan Chu'er doesn't want to cause any trouble now, she just wants to study hard, and then help Bai Zhixi start the pickle business, get into a good university, and live happily with Bai Zhixi.

She had no choice but to put the pen in her schoolbag again, and raised her hand to see that it was getting late, so she quickly ran towards the school.

In the evening self-study, Wan Chuer tried her best to get rid of all the distractions, and lowered her head to sink into her study.

Her tablemate looked up several times and saw Wan Chuer rubbing a pen in one hand, and felt it was very strange. Wan Chuer didn't use this pen either, and felt it around, it seemed very precious.

After returning home at night, Wan Chu'er took a picture of a key in front of Bai Zhixi.

Bai Zhixi looked at the key and asked strangely, "Where did you get this key?"

Wan Chuer smiled and told Liu Li that she had returned the 1000 yuan and that she had rented a small yard.

Bai Zhixi couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, she looked at the key, and then at her immature 16-year-old daughter.

She didn't expect that Chu'er could ask for 1000 yuan back, nor did she expect that the child had such a big idea, and he rented a yard on his own initiative without discussing it with her.

Seeing that Bai Zhixi couldn't recover from her surprise for a long time, Wan Chu'er reflected on it, did she go too far?

She organized her words and said to Bai Zhixi: "Mom, I didn't mean not to discuss with you on purpose, nor did I spend money recklessly. You see, we are making more and more pickles now. The place here is really too small, and it's still a building. It is inconvenient to go up and down, although the money is spent, it will always be earned back.”

Seeing her daughter coaxing herself cautiously, Bai Zhixi felt extremely sad, raised her hand to hold her daughter's hand, and prevented her from explaining, but shed tears in a daze.

Seeing Bai Zhixi crying, Wan Chu'er panicked and quickly admitted his mistake: "Mom, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I will never do this again, Mom, I'm sorry, don't cry."

The mother's tears made Wan Chu'er's cold heart ache like being burned.

Bai Zhixi wiped away her tears and said: "Mom didn't blame you, I just felt sorry for you. You are still a middle school student, but you have to deal with everything. Mom is too incompetent, so I have to coax you. You do it." It's very good, Mom doesn't blame you, Mom just feels so sweet that she can't help but shed tears."

Wan Chu'er breathed a sigh of relief, carefully wiped away Bai Zhixi's tears, and said, "Mom, as long as you stay by my side, it's better than anything else."

Bai Zhixi murmured: "Well, both mother and daughter must be well." She held her daughter's hand tightly, feeling that the distance between herself and her daughter had never been closer.

(End of this chapter)

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