Chapter 51: Preparing for the New Year's Gift (1)

Compared with He An'an's leisurely study life, Zhang Jing was forced by the upcoming exam. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even the classmates' favorite Christmas, Christmas Eve, failed to drive Zhang Jing's happy mood.

On Christmas Eve, Zhang Jing clicked and bit an apple and asked He Anan to teach her math problems, and when she analyzed the true or false problems, she didn't know why, He Anan suddenly remembered the boy named Tang Ming.

"You said Tang Ming?" Zhang Jing mouthed a mouth full of apple meat: "Two days after school started, he was sick and asked for leave, and he hasn't come back yet." ā€

"Sick?" He Anan thought about Tang Ming's lively appearance, and he really couldn't think of what illness he could have.

The final exams came as scheduled, and just after the exams, the school announced a week's holiday, and after a week, I went to the school to listen to the results, and then held a parent-teacher conference, followed by a long winter vacation.

He Anan thinks that he did quite well in the exam, after all, the questions in the fourth grade are really not interesting. When the results were announced, she was really the first place steadily, and even the language that has always been used to deducting two points got a full score.

He An'an, as a student representative, stood on the podium in front of a bunch of parents to introduce his learning experience, and in the gap between the pauses, she secretly glanced at He Jianbin and saw He Jianbin proudly accepting the gaze of other parents.

On the way home that day, He Jianbin was very happy, and the smile on his face never disappeared since he left school.

After dinner, He Jianbin followed Mr. He back to the study, praised He An'an fiercely, and repeated it word for word from beginning to end, from the words of the head teacher to the envy of other parents.

After listening to this, Old Man He was also very happy, but he only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and listened to He Jianbin show off, and then instructed: "In front of Huimin, let's not mention these words." ā€

He Jianbin was like a hot day and suddenly someone poured a basin of cold water on his head, which is called one ice and two heavens. He almost reflexively wanted to refute, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, because he knew that Old Man He's reminder was not unreasonable.

Coming out of Old Man He's study, He Jianbin did not go back to the bedroom, but turned into his study, he took the door casually, and pulled out a photo of Wang Mengru from the desk drawer.

Wang Mengru on the photo is smiling, still so young and beautiful. He looked fixedly at Wang Mengru's eyes in the photo, and muttered to himself: "If I hadn't been so cowardly at the beginning, if you could live by my side, if we were a family of three together, how good it would be." ā€

He An'an's excellence is like a pair of small hands with sharp nails, which quickly and mercilessly inserted into He Jianbin what he once thought was a good married life, which made him resurface little by little in his mind that he had obviously begun to forget a little.

In the evening, He Anan received a call from Zhang Jing, and as soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Jing shouted excitedly from the opposite side, she ranked ninth in the class in the final exam.

He Anan was also very happy for her when she heard it, and as she spoke, Zhang Jing was a little depressed again, saying that it was a matter of the next semester to be divided into classes according to the test scores, and she could only go to the fifth grade, so that although she got good grades in the exam, she still couldn't be assigned to the same class as He Anan.

He Anan had to comfort her again, and Zhang Jing smiled again.

After the final results of the sixth primary school came down, the fifth primary school parent-teacher meeting was in full swing in less than two days.

It was still the school He Jianbin went to in person, and when he came back, he also had a smile on his face, but he obviously didn't see the elation of He An'an's parent-teacher meeting.

He Fangyao took the eighth place in the class, and his results were actually good, but in comparison with He Anan's excellent results, he seemed a little thin.

He Jianbin just praised He Fangyao with a word, and then turned around and went to work on his own business. He Fangyao looked at He Jianbin 's back, and the expectation in his eyes slowly disappeared.

The winter vacation officially began, He Anan couldn't sit still, she wanted to go back to see her grandfather, for several days in a row, she was preoccupied, holding chopsticks in the air during meals, or walking suddenly stopped, standing motionless and looking down to think about things.

Fang Huimin was the first to find out that He An'an was wrong, and talked to her in private, He An'an told the truth, she wanted to go back to her grandfather's house to see.

Fang Huimin couldn't hide this matter, so she could only find a suitable opportunity to bring it up in front of He Jianbin and Old Man He.

After He Jianbin listened, he couldn't help but blame himself a little: "No wonder An An has been reluctant to give up for the past two days, this kid is too careful and sensitive, and he is reluctant to say anything in his heart." ā€

What he said was actually a casual emotion, but when he heard Fang Huimin's ears, the taste changed, He An'an's mind was too careful and sensitive, who was he guarding against?

Old Man He also heard the ambiguity of these words, and in front of Fang Huimin, he didn't deliberately bring it up, and followed He Jianbin 's words and said: "It looks like it's almost the New Year, go back and take some time to prepare some New Year's goods, and accompany An An to go back and have a look." ā€

He Jianbin thought for a while and asked, "Dad, why don't you let An An go back to live for two days, I guess she can be very happy." ā€

After hearing this, Old Man He nodded: "It's okay, Huimin, then you can pack up a few more things that An An uses on weekdays and bring them over." ā€

Old Man He spoke, Fang Huimin could only pay attention to it, packed up two clothes and toiletries for He An'an, and specially took her out to buy a pink and tender suitcase with a pink bow painted on it.

When Fang Huimin came back from the street with He An'an, she found that He Jianfang's family of three had come to the old house, Zhang Jing looked at He An'an's suitcase and liked it, so she opened it directly in the living room with her.

Fang Huimin touched He An'an's head apologetically in front of everyone: "An An, I'll help you pack your luggage later, okay?" ā€

He Anan didn't care, and nodded: "Okay." ā€

When Zhang Jing heard this, she hurriedly asked, "An An, where are you going?" ā€

"Go back to my grandfather's house." When He Anan mentioned his grandfather, he immediately smiled.

He Jianfang looked at He An'an, then at the suitcase, and took the initiative to say: "Sister-in-law, you go and get busy with you, I'll help An An clean up, and you can check again at night to see what is missing and make up for it." ā€

"It's okay, and there's no hurry." Fang Huimin said politely.

Zhang Jing hurriedly said, "I can also help." After speaking, he helped He Anan carry the suitcase and was about to run upstairs.

Zhang Heng stopped her with a smile and said to He Jianfang: "You accompany them over, I'll chat with the eldest brother downstairs." ā€

He Jianfang glanced at him and nodded.