A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

black screen.

Finally, with a 'smack!', it hit her stunningly beautiful face.

"Ah! It's all the old man's fault!"

"I'll definitely settle the score with him next time!"

..

The next morning.

Huang Zhitao tied her hair up and changed into a tracksuit.

"Uncle, I'm going out for a run."

"Hmm!~"

Huang Zhitao smiled, opened the door, and set off.

Come downstairs.

Looking around, I noticed that quite a few people were already out jogging at this time.

As usual.

Everyone smiled at each other, and no one spoke; they all ran at their own pace.

Huang Zhitao glanced around, searching for that figure in the crowd.

"Still not here?"

"They should have already started running by now."

After waiting for a while and not seeing anyone, Huang Zhitao joined the group of runners.

The speed on the first lap was a bit slow.

They seemed to be waiting for something, but even though everyone who had greeted Huang Zhitao before had passed by her, they still hadn't seen that figure.

"He didn't skip his workout today, did he?"

With some skepticism, Huang Zhitao ran the second lap much faster.

As a result, he completed one lap.

I still haven't seen that person.

Standing downstairs in her own building, Huang Zhitao stood with her hands on her hips, breathing heavily.

I couldn't find that person today.

But the more this happened, the more curious Huang Zhitao became.

We won't find that person.

I can't sleep well at night.

..

402.

Su Chen woke up and glanced at the time.

7:40.

"It's so late, let's skip the morning exercise."

Su Chen's morning exercise is just that casual. Although there are points, he doesn't live for the points.

Being happy is the most important thing.

Get up, wash up, and fold the blankets.

Doing housework +1. (30/100)

Doing housework +1. (31/100)

Doing housework +1. (32/100)

The living room floor was already very clean.

I turned and glanced at Xiaobai.

It has finished its work and is resting on the charger.

"It's so great to have a robot vacuum cleaner like this."

Sigh.

Su Chen began preparing breakfast.

Cooking attempts +1. (9/200)

Just like yesterday, after bringing the food next door, he ate a bowl of bird's nest soup there before returning.

Fortunately, Song Qian only prescribed a Chinese medicine based on Qiao Yingzi's condition; otherwise, Su Chen would probably have had to stay and drink a bowl before returning.

I made myself a simple breakfast again.

Cooking attempts +1. (10/200)

After eating, it's time to do laundry. Although my workout clothes are still hanging on the balcony, I can still wash yesterday's clothes.

Anyway, I don't need to wash it by hand.

This is a situation we absolutely must take advantage of.

After finishing all this, Su Chen packed his things and prepared to go grocery shopping.

For three consecutive days.

The refrigerator is almost empty.

..

"Quickly, drink your medicine."

Qiao Yingzi, who had just finished eating, hadn't been happy for even ten minutes before her face scrunched up.

He looked up at Song Qian.

"Mom, I'm not sick, can I stop taking medicine?"

"No, drink it now."

Seeing that there was no way to negotiate, Qiao Yingzi could only drink the bowl of Chinese medicine with a bitter face.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is mainly for regulating your body. Who says you can only drink it when you're sick?"

Song Qian watched as Qiao Yingzi obediently drank her medicine, and her expression gradually relaxed: "You used to always go out to eat hot pot with your dad. The hot pot broth is full of oil, and it has ruined your health. What are you going to do if you don't take good care of yourself?"

After taking the medicine, Qiao Yingzi picked up her water glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Even so.

His expression remained one of intense pain.

Hearing Song Qian's words, Qiao Yingzi stuck out her tongue and asked, "If my dad contacts me recently...?"

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020: Qiao Yingzi lies, [Top Student] mission in progress

"Then tell me you're still in summer camp. You're almost a senior in high school, the year you should be working hard to achieve your goals. But instead of letting you strive, he's constantly holding you back, and he even wants to..."

Song Qian paused, then stopped talking and quietly wiped the table.

"What else are you thinking about?" Qiao Yingzi was very curious about the unfinished sentence.

Song Qian glanced at her: "He even keeps thinking about taking you out to play. How can that be allowed? If you follow him, you won't get into Tsinghua University or Beijing University, let alone ordinary 211 or 985 universities."

Listening to Song Qian's resentful rambling, Qiao Yingzi stuck out her tongue.

"Mom, I'm going back to study now."

Song Qian wanted to add a couple more words of advice.

Turn around.

Qiao Yingzi had already run back and closed the door behind her.

"This kid..."

..

Qiao Yingzi leaned against the door in the room for a while.

They discovered that Song Qian hadn't come along.

She secretly made a phone call to Qiao Weidong.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hey~ Yingzai."