The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 590 0589. She said with a crying voice... (24)

Even, he got up earlier than Mama Cai.

I got up early to wash and dress myself, then obediently checked the things I should bring twice, and only walked out of the room after confirming that nothing was missing.

Just as she walked into the kitchen to wash the rice and cook some porridge, Mother Cai's voice sounded behind her.

"Baby, why did you get up so early? Don't you want to sleep more?"

Mother Cai walked over quickly, put her hand on the little girl's shoulder, and looked at her with great concern.

"Mom, I couldn't sleep, so I got up."

The little girl told the truth honestly.

Cai's mother didn't say anything more, she turned her eyes to the rice basket in the little girl's hand, and said, "Nian Nian wants to drink porridge? Can mom make it for you?"

Zhuang Xinian shook her head, withdrew her hand, and pushed Mama Cai out: "Mom, if you are sleepy, go to sleep a little longer. I can make the porridge myself. I will!"

The little girl's appearance made Mother Cai very helpless, but she had no choice but to agree.

After all, she has an exam today, so it's better not to make her feel uncomfortable.

In fact, Zhuang Xinian was nervous.

But the tension was so tight that she knew that something was wrong with her, but she didn't feel anything, just subconsciously wanted to find something else to do.

Because she can't read books.

When Jiang Shaoheng came over, he saw the little girl standing beside the gas stove in a daze.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, walked over, reached out and patted the little girl's head, and asked, "Nian Nian, why are you in a daze?"

Zhuang Xinian didn't seem to have regained her composure, she was still in a daze. Although her face turned to Jiang Shaoheng's side, her eyes were still unfocused.

It was the first time Jiang Shaoheng saw this appearance.

"Never mind?"

Jiang Shaoheng shouted again.

"Ah?" Zhuang Xinian finally came back to his senses, saw the person in front of him clearly, and pursed his lips: "Brother Shaoheng."

Jiang Shaoheng just responded softly, but didn't say anything.

Then, he heard the little girl's fluttering voice: "I seem to be a little nervous."

Zhuang Xinian's words stunned Jiang Shaoheng for a moment.

Then he immediately realized that maybe the situation this time was more serious than other situations before.

Because Zhuang Xinian would be nervous before, but not as serious as this time.

So serious that he looked out of his mind.

Jiang Shaoheng realized that this situation was unacceptable, so he reached out and took the little girl into his arms, and gently patted her on the back to coax her: "What are you nervous about?"

"Nervous about the senior high school entrance exam!" Zhuang Xinian replied obediently while staying in Jiang Shaoheng's arms.

Then, lying on Jiang Shaoheng's chest, she heard Jiang Shaoheng chuckle softly: "I'm nervous, isn't the test paper for the high school entrance examination more difficult than the test paper I gave you?"

Zhuang Xinian took a breath, and suddenly didn't know what to say to answer him.

Because it is indeed so.

It's not that she was nervous like this, but that the papers Jiang Shaoheng gave her were as difficult as those real papers in previous years, and it was almost as different as the test papers for the first grade of junior high school and the test papers for the third year of high school.

Well, by the way, Jiang Shaoheng's self-study progress has reached the third year of high school.

This is the result of his slowing down in the past two years.

"When will you be as narcissistic as Mu Qingyun!" Zhuang Xinian couldn't help but scold him.

(End of this chapter)