Chapter 2: Rebirth

Wang Guangfu still stood aside with a wooden face, and his face was still as sad as ever.

Yuan Sufang burned the paper money alone, "Jiaojiao, you take this money, count it as compensation for your mother, you can't complain anyone, only complain about your own bad life, you are not worthy of Jiang Shaohua, he can only be your sister's, go to reincarnation, don't meet it again in the next life." ”

Yuan Sufang said, throwing the gold ingots in the bag into the fire, as if watching the ingots turn into ashes, the little guilt in her heart was paid off.

Wang Jiao was shocked by Yuan Sufang's words.

She suddenly understood everything.

Why can't you use marriage to bind Jiang Shaohua and give him room for development?

Why do you want to postpone your marriage again and again?

Because Wang Le has taken a fancy to him......

Wang Jiao felt that she had been beaten with her head covered.

His heart was so painful that he bent over.

She didn't expect it to be the reason.

It turned out to be this reason.

Why is she so stupid?

How can you be so stupid.

Thinking about the bits and pieces of the past, in fact, there are still traces in many places.

It's just that she never thought in that direction.

How could she have thought that her own sister was coveting her fiancΓ©?

Wang Jiao felt too ironic.

However, it turned out that my mother knew everything.

She obviously knows everything, why is she still so cruel to herself, why is she indifferent to her death, and why she still says cruel things that she will never see in the world.

She is dead, does she still think it is not enough?

Wang Jiao's heart was so painful that her body shook in the wind, and the tears of grievance and resentment couldn't stop flowing.

Wang Le was a little dissatisfied with Yuan Sufang's words, "Mom, the person who married Shaohua should have been me, and it was Jiaojiao who had no shame to hook up with Shaohua." ”

Yuan Sufang threw the last handful of paper money into the fire, raised her head and glared at Wang Le, what she wanted to say was finally not said again in Wang Le's unwilling glare.

When Wang Guangfu heard the words of his eldest daughter Wang Le, a trace of impatience appeared on his wooden face, "Okay, Lele, it was you who didn't like Jiang Shaohua at the beginning, so you begged us to order Jiaojiao, but now you regret it, Jiaojiao is also dead, Jiang Shaohua is still yours, don't make trouble anymore." ”

After Wang Guangfu finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Wang Le withdrew the eyes that fell on Wang Guangfu's back, snorted at Wang Jiao's tombstone, and turned to leave.

Yuan Sufang raised her hand to try the tears in the corners of her eyes, and hurriedly walked to chase Wang Le.

Wang Jiao floated in mid-air and looked at the backs of her parents and sisters who left indifferently, and her heart was already numb and not so painful.

Including Jiang Shaohua, he was engaged to himself just because Wang Le didn't like it.

And his death was only because of Wang Le's repentance.

And all this, her good parents saw it.

Wang Jiao wanted to ask them out loud, isn't she her parents' daughter?

But they couldn't hear her words, so Wang Jiao would never know the answer.

Wang Jiao's face showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and crystal tears slipped out of the corners of her eyes.

Haha, I'm a joke.

It's a joke all my life......

Her body faded and disappeared into thin air.

The darkness is boundless.....

When Wang Jiao opened her eyes again, she was lying on the somewhat old desk, and a stack of textbooks in front of her was piled high, blocking all the sight in front of her.

She reached out and rubbed her sleepy-eyed eyes, and a series of man's voices drifted into her ears.

She felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and craned her neck to look for the source of the voice in confusion.

"This question is actually very simple, it only takes three steps, let's look at the first step......"

The man wrote the blackboard, and did not forget to explain the steps to the students below.

Wang Jiao looked at the back of the man on the podium, and there was only a moment of confusion in her eyes.

Then horror ensued......

She tried to reach out and pinch herself, but as soon as her hand reached out, she froze again.

The little hands are white and soft, but they are obviously not the size that adults should have.

Could it be that this is a memory of my childhood?

She pinched her thigh hard, and it hurt.

The real pain made her almost scream, but the ecstasy in her heart made her calm down instantly.

She was born again and came back.

The man on the podium, surnamed Liu, was Wang Jiao's math teacher when she was in her first year of junior high school.

Mr. Liu looks like he is forty years old, with a thin figure and a serious face.

Wang Jiao was excited when she saw Teacher Liu, she knew that she was back to when she was twelve years old.

She clenched her fists hard, and secretly swore in her heart that she would not let the pain and sorrow of her previous life happen again.

She had a chance to do it all over again.

She has a chance to change her fate.

In this life, she will no longer believe in that family, will not become a puppet in the hands of that family, let them be rounded and flattened, and will no longer be stupidly killed by them.

She wants to avenge the revenge of her previous life.

They will pay back what they owe to themselves.

"Wang Jiao, you come up and write out the three steps that the teacher just said."

A male voice sounded in her ears, Wang Jiao was startled, and immediately came back to her senses.

A fat paw next to him reached over and nudged her, motioning for her to hurry up.

Wang Jiao turned her head to look at the owner of the paws, and a round young man was squeezing his eyebrows at him, his lips squirming exaggeratedly, and he said with his lips, "The teacher asked you to go up and write those three steps." ”

Wang Jiao looked at the familiar appearance of the little fat man in her memory, and her heart was a little sour.

The little fat man Wang Mu was one of the few friends she had in her previous life.

Wang Jiao glanced down at the paper in her hand, the question on the paper was empty, and the teacher drew a big cross on the side.

She quickly skimmed through the questions, which were not difficult.

A wry smile appeared on Wang Jiao's lips, because she remembered the reason why she had this question empty in her previous life.

Teacher Liu's eyes fell on Wang Jiao's face with some dissatisfaction, with urging.

Wang Jiao smiled slightly, got up and walked to the podium, picked up the chalk, and quickly wrote on the blackboard, writing coherently and in one go.

This obviously made Teacher Liu, who was originally dissatisfied with Wang Jiao's sleep in class, not only suspicious, but also looked up and took a serious look at the steps she wrote, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Wang Jiao's steps are not only all right, but there are also other solutions used in several places.

He clearly remembered that in the two classes of the first grade of junior high school, none of them did this question correctly.

can see Wang Jiao's problem-solving steps, either she would have done this problem originally, or she would have learned a new solution method after explaining this problem by herself.

said that Wang Jiao would have done this question, but Mr. Liu didn't believe it, after all, the paper was corrected by him, and Wang Jiao didn't do this question right at all.

But if you want to say that Wang Jiao came to her senses after listening to her explanation, he doesn't believe it, because he took Wang Jiao a semester of mathematics, and she herself is a student with ordinary qualifications and no aura.

She can't have the insight to draw inferences.