Rebirth of Chu Wan

She slid into the plastic bag in Jiang Kechu's hand, which contained colorful pickles. She couldn't help but curled her lips. Not only did she eat it, she also took a bag away.

Jiang Kechu coughed, turned his face straight, and said solemnly: "Wan Chu'er, your father is an excellent soldier. As a descendant of your father, you should inherit your father's legacy and carry forward his fine style."

Yes, I knew Jiang Kechu would come to give such a preaching. It seemed that the conversation between her and Zhuo Yao just now was heard by Jiang Kechu.

Wan Chuer smiled, nodded casually, and said, "Thank you Uncle Jiang for his teaching, I see."

She didn't want to be entangled with Jiang Kechu too much, so she agreed with him. If she refuted or something, Jiang Kechu would definitely hold her, with a straight face, like a subordinate to train her.

Seeing that Wan Chu'er's attitude was okay, Jiang Kechu didn't have much to say. He nodded, and after thinking about it, he lowered his head and took out a pen from his pocket, and then handed it to Wan Chu'er.

Wan Chuer stepped back subconsciously and looked suspiciously at the pen in front of him.

Jiang Kechu sternly said: "This pen is for you. I hope you can study hard and enter a good university to comfort your father's spirit in the sky."

In the 1990s, it was popular to give away pens, notebooks and the like, but Wan Chuer was not used to accepting other people's things, especially Jiang Kechu, who she planned to draw a clear line.

Wan Chuer lowered his eyes and said lightly, "No, Uncle Jiang, I will study hard." After that, she turned and left.

What does he mean? Why do you think she didn't study hard!

Moreover, whether she has studied hard, whether she will be admitted to a good university, it's up to you, Jiang Kechu!

Jiang Kechu frowned, thinking that Wan Chu'er was really an awkward child. Two steps forward, he stuffed the pen into Wan Chu'er's schoolbag in a flash, and then solemnly said: "Be obedient, study hard, this pen is not just me. , And it represents the wish of all the soldiers your father has brought."

After speaking, he strode away.

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

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Kechu disappeared. Wan Chuer untied his schoolbag unwillingly 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 it when writing. His sister Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to ask Jiang Kechu for this pen, but he didn't give it.

Wan Chuer felt that this pen seemed a bit hot, and as soon as she raised her hand, she threw the pen out of her hand.

I won't want your pen!

"Oh, who throws things?" A boy in front of him covered his head and turned around. When he saw Wan Chu'er's raised hand, he knew that it was Wan Chu'er doing a good thing. He looked down at his surroundings again. Picked up the murder weapon-a pen.

Wan Chu'er squinted. Why is the quasi-head so good? With a casual throw, she hit a little handsome guy. Look at the school uniform, it should be from the same school as her.

Because it was because of his own mistakes, Wan Chuer had no temper at all, and quickly squeezed out an apologetic smile and greeted him.

She said first: "Classmate, sorry, I accidentally thrown the pen out and hit you on the head. I'm very sorry. If you need to go to the hospital for an examination, I can accompany you. I can also pay for the medical expenses. ."

If you do something wrong, you have to lower your posture. She is so cooperative, and the other party probably won't be held accountable, Wan Chu'er thought to herself.

Sure enough, when the boy saw that Wan Chu'er was so sincere, he was embarrassed. He felt that he was a big man, but he just smashed his head, where to go to the hospital, and he was still a beautiful girl.

The boy blushed for a while and said, "I hope you will pay attention to it and don't throw things around. Fortunately, I have nothing to do. If you hit someone else, it doesn't necessarily happen."

After speaking, he handed the pen to Wan Chuer.

I didn't expect this little boy to have a good heart, but he didn't pursue anything with two nice words. He also persuaded Wan Chuer that he was a young boy.

Wan Chuer had to accept the pen she threw out, and continued to show gratitude, and thanked the other party.

The boy glanced at Wan Chuer again, then hurriedly turned and left.

Wan Chuer looked at the boy's slightly flustered back and rolled his eyes. Could it be that this child was frightened by her beauty? Then came spring in an instant? She saw his red face like a monkey butt.

I blame this pen, I 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 in the pickle business, then go to a good university and live happily with Bai Zhixi.

She had to put the pen in her schoolbag again, raised her hand to see that it was late, and hurried to speed up and ran towards the school.

In the evening of self-study, Wan Chuer worked hard to get rid of all interference and sank into the study.

Her tablemate looked up several times and saw Wan Chu'er rubbing a pen in one hand, and found it very strange. Wan Chu'er didn't use this pen either. It seemed precious to touch it.

Returning home at night, Wan Chuer took a picture of the key in front of Bai Zhixi.

Bai Zhixi looked at the key and asked strangely: "Where did this key come from?"

Wan Chuer smiled and told her about Liu Li's return of one thousand yuan and the fact that she had rented a small yard.

Bai Zhi couldn't recover for a long time, look at the key, and then look at the still slightly immature 16-year-old daughter.

She didn't expect that Chu'er would actually be able to return 1,000 yuan, nor did she expect that the child had such a big idea, and she didn't even talk about it with her, so she rented a yard on her own terms.

Seeing that Bai Zhixi couldn't recover for a long time in surprise, Wan Chu'er reflected for a while, could it be that she did something too extraordinary?

She organized the language and said to Bai Zhixi: "Mom, I didn't mean to not discuss with you or spend money randomly. You see, we are making more and more pickles now. The place here is really too small, and it's still a building. It’s not convenient to go up and down. Although the money is spent, it will always be earned back..."

Bai Zhixi saw her daughter cautiously coaxing herself with her face, and she felt very sad. She raised her hand and held her daughter's hand to prevent her from explaining, but her tears flowed startled.

Seeing Bai Zhi crying, Wan Chuer panicked and confessed her mistake quickly: "Mom, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I won't do this again, Mom, I'm sorry, don't cry..."

Mother's tears made Wan Chuer's hard heart hurt like burns.

Bai Zhixi wiped her tears and said, "Mom didn't blame you. I feel so sorry for you. You are still a middle school student. As a result, you have to be upset about everything. Mom is too incapable. You have to coax you. It's very good. Mom doesn't blame you. Mom just thinks it's too heartwarming, and she couldn't help but shed tears."

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

Bai Zhixi murmured: "Well, we 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.