She slipped into the plastic bag in Jiang Kechu's hand, which was filled with colorful pickles, and couldn't help pouting, not only eating, but also taking a bag with her when she left.

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

Yes, I had known for a long time that Jiang Kechu would come to give such a lecture, and it seemed that the conversation between her and Zhuo Yao just now was heard by Jiang Kechu.

Wan Chu'er smiled, nodded nonchalantly, and said, "Thank you Uncle Jiang for your teaching, I know." ”

She didn't want to entangle with Jiang Kechu too much, so she made peace with him, if she refuted or something, Jiang Kechu would definitely grab her, put on a straight face, and discipline her like his subordinates.

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

Wan Chu'er subconsciously took a step back and looked at the pen in front of her suspiciously.

Jiang Kechu said with a straight face: "This fountain pen is given to you, I hope you can study hard and get admitted to a good university, so as to comfort your father's soul in the sky." ”

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

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

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

Moreover, whether she studies hard or not, whether she will be admitted to a good university or not, what does it matter to you Jiang Kechu!

Jiang Kechu frowned, feeling that Wan Chu'er was really an awkward child, he stepped forward in two steps, and in a flash of lightning, he stuffed the fountain pen into Wan Chuer's schoolbag, and then said solemnly: "Be obedient, study hard, this fountain pen is not only me, but also represents the wish of all the soldiers your father has ever bred." ”

After saying that, he strode away.

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

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Kechu disappeared, Wan Chu'er unwillingly untied his schoolbag, and took out the pen from the schoolbag, with the word 'hero' written on it.

This fountain pen, Wan Chu'er had seen it in his previous life, Jiang Kechu often used this fountain pen when he wrote, and his sister Jiang Xiaoxiao once wanted to ask Jiang Kechu for this pen, but he didn't give it.

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

I won't ask for your pen!

"Hey, who's throwing things?" A boy in front covered his head and turned around, he saw Wan Chu'er's raised hand, and knew that it was Wan Chu'er who did a good thing, he looked down again, and picked up the murder weapon-fountain pen.

Wan Chu'er bared her teeth, why is her head so good, she threw it casually, and smashed into a handsome guy, looking at the school uniform, it should be from the same school as her.

Because she was responsible for her own losses, Wan Chu'er didn't have a temper at all, so she quickly squeezed out a hint of an apologetic smile and greeted her.

She preemptively said: "Classmate, 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 a checkup, 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 should not be held accountable, Wan Chu'er thought to herself.

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

The boy blushed a little for a while, and said, "I hope you will pay attention in the future and don't throw things, fortunately I don't have anything to do, if I hit someone else, it may not be good." ”

After speaking, he handed the pen to Wan Chu'er.

I didn't expect this little boy to have a good heart, but he didn't pursue anything with two nice words, and persuaded Wan Chu'er in turn, he was really a young man.

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

The boy glanced at Wan Chu'er again, and then hurriedly turned to leave.

Wan Chu'er looked at the boy's slightly flustered back, and rolled her eyes, could it be that this child was frightened by her beauty?

It's all to blame for this pen, and it's all to blame for Jiang Chu.

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

She had to stuff the pen into her schoolbag again, raised her hand to see that it was not early, and quickly ran towards the school.

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

Her table mate looked up several times and saw Wan Chu'er rubbing a fountain pen in one hand, and felt very strange, Wan Chu'er didn't use this fountain pen, it seemed to be very precious to touch it.

When she got home in the evening, Wan Chuer slapped a 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 Liu Li about returning her a thousand yuan and renting a small yard.

Bai Zhi couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, looked at the key, and then looked at her sixteen-year-old daughter, who was still a little immature.

She didn't expect Chu'er to ask for a thousand yuan back, nor did she expect this kid to have such a big idea, and she didn't say that she would discuss it with her, so she rented a yard on her own initiative.

Seeing that Bai Zhi couldn't come back to her senses in surprise for a long time, Wan Chu'er reflected, could it be that she did too much?

She organized the language and said to Bai Zhixi: "Mom, I didn't mean not to discuss with you, nor did I spend money indiscriminately, you see that we are making more and more pickles now, the place here is too small, and it is upstairs, it is inconvenient to go up and down, although the money is spent, it will always be earned......

Bai Zhixi saw her daughter coaxing herself cautiously, only to feel sad, raised her hand to hold her daughter's hand, and stopped her explanation, but tears flowed down in a daze.

Wan Chu'er saw Bai Zhi crying, panicked all of a sudden, and quickly admitted her mistake: "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 cold and hard heart ache as if it had been burned.

Bai Zhixi wiped a handful of tears and said: "Mom didn't blame you, I think I'm so sorry for you, you are still a middle school student, but everything wants you to Zhang Luo, Mom is too incompetent, and you have to coax you, you did a good job, Mom doesn't blame you, Mom just feels too heartwarming, and can't help but shed tears." ”

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

Bai Zhixi muttered, "Well, our mother and daughter both have to be fine." She held her daughter's hand tightly, feeling that the distance between her and her had never been closer.