The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

After all, this is not a society that looks at faces? Such a small child knows how to look at the face. This Xiaoguang teased Xiaohua for a while, and it was refreshing in front of him, and it would be hard to say in the future.

　　 Seeing Xiao Hua's undisguised dislike on her face, Jiang Chan silently lit a piece of wax for Xiao Guang in her heart.

　　 "I will leave at noon the day after tomorrow, and I will take you to Aunt Chen Xiaopei's house the next morning. I have already agreed with her." Jiang Chan patted Xiao Hua's head. Xiao Hua knew that Jiang Chan had already made up his mind and reluctantly agreed.

　　 Jiang Chan is really good to her, but she usually says one thing. As long as she is determined to do something, she will do it no matter what. She's a small person, she's a little bit contemptuous, so let's roll away obediently and look at Xiao Guang.

　　 Seeing Xiao Hua drooping his head, Jiang Chan had a smile in his eyes. This can be regarded as one of her bad tastes, and children are used to play, especially when looking at the very mature little flower.

　　 This child doesn't know who is with him. He is very serious and polite in his dealings with others. Anyone who meets will praise Jiang Cicada for keeping the florets very well.

　　 It's a pity that Xiaohua is too correct on weekdays. Jiang Chan always wants to see the liveliness of some children of the same age in her, so she also deliberately digs holes for Xiaohua on weekdays.

　　 "Milk, I don't have much homework, I have already written it at school." Xiao Hua lay on Jiang Chan's hand, looking at the original book in Jiang Chan's hand, her big eyes were shining.

　　 "Milk, you know a lot. I heard that we will start learning English this year."

"That's not bad, do you want to learn from behind the milk?" Jiang Chan shook the book in his hand, and saw Xiaohua's carved face, knowing that the first task left by the original owner was completely completed. .

　　 "Okay, milk is the best!"

　　 Xiao Hua is Jiang Chan's fan. In her eyes, Jiang Chan is omnipotent. She was not surprised how Jiang Chan knows so many things, knows the pipa, and writes calligraphy, and now he can even understand English.

　　 "You haven't practiced your calligraphy today. I will write with you later."

　　 After teaching Xiao Hua a few words, Jiang Chan put down the book and took Xiao Hua into the study. The study is so big that it almost catches up with the living room. There are bookcases all around, and more than half of it is full of books.

　　 Xiao Hua stood in front of her desk, while Jiang Chan was standing on the other side of the big desk, continuing to start her unfinished painting. As soon as the heart calms down, time flies quickly.

　　 Jiang Chan's whole mind is immersed in the paintings under her hands, and Xiao Hua doesn't know when she will stand by her side. When she finished her last stroke, Xiao Hua slapped her little slap: "Milk, you are so amazing, this painting is really beautiful."

　　 Jiang Chan painted a landscape map of the south of the Yangtze River. The awning boat, the weeping willow, and the old man sitting on the boat fishing, look very freehand. Looking at this painting, Jiang Chan seemed to have returned to the first mission again, and there were many fond memories there.

　　 "Stop flattering, get your words, I will test you well." Putting his personal seal on the lower right corner of the painting, Jiang Chan nodded a little flower's forehead.

After reading the big characters written by Xiaohua page by page, Jiang Chan nodded with satisfaction: "You write very well, and you can't be lazy. Since your current schoolwork is not heavy, you need to spend a little more time on calligraphy. You will be in middle school and high school in the future. There won’t be so much time on it."

　　 "I know, I will bring a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone when I go to Aunt Chen's house this time, so I don't always have to bow my head with Xiaoguang and not look up."

After hearing Xiao Hua’s words, Jiang Chan mourned for Xiao Guang. Poor child, with Xiao Hua as a comparison, he would be less affected by Dad Hu in the future. However, thinking of Xiao Guang’s uncomfortable life in the next few days, Jiang Chan again Happy.

　　 After all, Jiang Chan is still protecting the calf, but Xiao Hua is a child she has spent a lot of effort training, how can she allow Xiao Guang to bully Xiao Guang all the time?

　　 "Milk, write calligraphy today, and learn Guqin tomorrow, okay? When I get older, I will learn to play the pipa, will you teach me how to play the pipa?"

　　 "If you want to learn, I will teach you." Jiang Chan also happily handed over the things she knew to Xiaohua, not to press down on her body.

　　 On Sunday morning, Xiao Hua drooped her face and carried her pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Jiang Chan was holding a small box of Xiao Hua, which contained a change of clothes belonging to Xiao Hua. The two went to Chen Xiaopei's house.

　　 Jiang Chan has done a lot of business in the past few years. She has bought a house in the capital for a long time, but she usually stays in a courtyard house. Such serious commercial houses are rarely visited.

　　 After all, this era has come, so why should I enjoy it in this era? What is a courtyard house, isn’t it?

　　 Chen Xiaopei’s home is not far from Jiang Chan, half an hour’s drive away. Xiao Hua sat in the back seat and pointed her little finger: "Milk, we have been in the capital for five years. The capital has changed a lot."

　　 Jiang Chan teased Xiao Hua and said, "What changes have happened?"

　　 "A lot, there were not so many cars on the road before, but now the cars have changed a lot. There are also a lot of tall buildings, and the road has become very wide."

　　 After counting the piles of land, Jiang Chan also nodded: "The capital is changing with each passing day. We are very lucky to be in the capital~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and we will try to stay in the capital in the future."

　　 When Jiang Chan and Xiao Hua arrived, Xiao Guang hadn't gotten up yet, Chen Xiaopei came over to open the door to Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua said politely: "Good morning Aunt Chen."

　　 Chen Xiaopei couldn't do it happily. At first, she thought Xiaohua was a villain, but it was a pity that her face was not cured. Now that her face is better, Chen Xiaopei looks at Xiaohua and feels that everything is perfect.

　　 Looking at the upright Xiaohua, and thinking about his son who has not yet gotten up, Chen Xiaopei is a hundred envious of Jiang Chan.

"Come in, worry-free, I have cleaned up your room. Go and see what is missing?" Chen Xiaopei brought in Xiaohua, Jiang Chan followed and changed shoes, Chen Xiaopei's husband Hu Zhi sat on the sofa watch TV.

　　 Seeing Jiang Chan coming in, Hu Zhi stood up and said hello. Jiang Chan nodded with him, and pushed Xiao Hua forward: "I am going back to your province today. It is estimated that it will take about a week. I will take care of you during this period of worry-free time."

　　 In front of outsiders, Jiang Chan never called Xiaohua the name, but directly called her Wuyou, so there are really few people who know her nickname.

　　 Hu Zhi is a policeman, very righteous. Hearing Jiang Chan's request, he immediately nodded: "Madam, you are too polite. We all like worry-free, so please feel free to go to your province."

　　 "This child is easy to worry about, and it is easy to bring, and it is not troublesome at all." Hu Zhi, who has always been upright, couldn't help but smile when he saw Xiao Hua, which shows that he really likes Xiao Hua.

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