Song Zhizhi held back a smile: You are, you are, your mouth is almost behind your ears, and you still say that you don't want to hear it.

She cleared her throat and pretended to start blowing rainbow farts jiang mohan was also ready song zhizhi smiled evilly after a short silence "cough cough ......"

"Mother Xiao, Mr. Jiang said that he is not a person who likes to pat on the back, and he will definitely be unhappy if I pat on the back, right, then I still won't say it, although they are all sincere words, not considered sycophants."

Jiang Mohan's cracked mouth didn't have time to retract, and the top of his head: ???

Waited for a long time, that's it?

"Forget it, I won't tell the truth, I think it's a sycophant when I say it, Teacher Jiang must be an upright and upright person, how can you like this, Teacher Jiang, right?"

Song Zhizhi continued to add, and looked at Jiang Mohan in the rearview mirror with great sincerity.

Jiang Mohan is helpless, can he not have a righteous spirit?

Can he not be upright? No!

"Yes, it is still Koreeda-san who understands me, haha!" Jiang Mohan was forced to agree, crying and laughing, and he could see that Song Zhizhi was deliberately amused and cooperated.

Grandma Song gently patted Song Zhizhi's thigh, her eyes signaled her to stop messing around, Song Zhizhi was still laughing, and Jiang Mohan was also laughing.

Xiao's mother was in a much better mood, and she was smiling before getting out of the car.

After she left, the car went straight to the highway and planned to go out of the main city and back to the county, and after a long journey of more than four hours, she finally arrived at the exit of the lower county expressway.

The three people who were originally in a wilted state also came to their senses.

After driving for another hour, she finally stopped at the gate of the Jinmeng Home Community, Grandma Song got out of the car to get her bag in the trunk after moving her limbs, and Song Zhizhi jumped out of the car and closed the door with her little short legs.

Jiang Mohan also got out of the car, "Song Zhizhi, Grandma Song, tomorrow Tuesday, Song Zhizhi will take a day off and go back to school on Wednesday, I'm too tired, she's still young and tossing too much, take a good rest, I'll talk to the teacher." ”

This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, even if Song Zhizhi doesn't go to school, there will be no problems with his grades.

For them, the only thing that can help Song Zhizhi is to supervise her safety and physical health, which is more important than anything else.

"Okay, then thank you Mr. Jiang, I think so too, then teacher, you go slowly!" Grandma Song hurriedly agreed, smiling.

Song Zhizhi had no objections, and after watching Jiang Mohan drive away, he walked into the community with Grandma Song.

There was a stall selling vegetables at the entrance of the community, and Grandma Song walked a few stalls casually, bought a handful of cabbage, a handful of shallots and tomatoes, and pulled Song Zhizhi in.

It's already half past four in the afternoon, and it's a waste of time to go home and take a break to make dinner, just as everyone else is coming home from school.

The fifth building is less than 200 meters away from the entrance of the community, at 4:35, at the door of the house, all the things are put away at 4:40, and at 5 o'clock, the grandparents and grandchildren quickly take a bath, wash their hair and blow their hair.

At half past five, Song Zhizhi sat on the sofa, and Grandma Song steamed the rice.

Immediately, the tomatoes were quickly cut into pieces and put on the plate, Song Zhizhi picked the cabbage sum, washed and drained, took out two catties of packaged pork belly from the refrigerator, cut it into large pieces, blanched it, and took it out.

The spice packets are all ready, and the oil is added to the hot pan and the sugar is fried...... The fragrance began to seduce the gluttonous insects, and Song Zhizhi came in to look at the grand scene in the pot and swallowed his saliva.

At 6:20, the braised pork is out of the pot, decorated with green onions, a plate of green cabbage, a plate of tomato scrambled eggs, and the bright colors of the plates attract people's appetite.

Song Zhizhi brought the dishes to the table, Song Boss and Song Er happened to come back, she was forced to hug five times before being let go, and the family of four ate very sweetly.

After the meal, Song Lao Da washed the dishes, and Song Lao Er brushed the pot, and the distribution was harmonious.

Song Zhizhi went back to the room and stood against the wall to eat, and the charging mobile phone rang a different ringtone than usual, which was the exclusive ringtone that Song Zhizhi specially set for Tu Lao.

Hearing this, she unconsciously put a smile on her face, and when she connected, her voice was sweet and well-behaved, "Master! ”

"You also know that I am your master, and I haven't called once in half a month to report the practice, Song Zhizhi, should I be punished?" Tu Lao's voice was a little low and stuck, like a stern anger or a pretend.

But Song Zhizhi only pretended to be him, "Hey, hey, teacher, didn't I forget?" I promise to call you once a week in the future. ”

In fact, more than ten years later, with the rise of various chat software, phone calls are not a popular means of communication, and for some young people, making phone calls is a very uncomfortable thing.

Of course, she is that part of the young people, and she is busy, so she deliberately avoids it, and she really doesn't respect the teacher enough when she thinks about it.

Seeing her sincere attitude, Tu Lao was relieved. "Okay, okay, depending on your performance, I specially called you because there is another thing to say."

Song Zhizhi snorted, listened attentively, and Tu Lao continued.

"Before you said your dream, although you skip the grade fast, but your teachers are too weak, according to what I mean, your family has come to develop, you might as well come over, this side is always stronger."

Going to Kyoto to study?

"Teacher, but I don't have a Kyoto hukou, so I can't read!" That's why she thought about passing the college entrance examination, and it was just such an opportunity.

"I've asked you about this, there are relevant policies, and the Kyoto City Division Investment Plan was launched in 95 years, and this year it happened to be expanded to 33 small towns and 14 satellite cities in Kyoto.

"As long as outsiders invest 500,000 yuan in cash in designated small towns, and then buy a two-bedroom or more house in a designated community and pay the construction fund, they can open a household registration of up to four people and settle down, which is an opportunity."

After Tu Lao finished speaking, he sighed.

"And you forgot, your master, senior sister and brother have all settled in Kyoto, don't you want to ask for help from everyone, you are still so polite, if you want your hukou to be in my name, let me tell you this, don't you have a few brothers in your family who are also studying?"

Speaking of which, Tu Lao didn't say anything more.

This reminder is obvious enough.

Song Zhizhi suddenly realized, her vision was still narrower, and she didn't expect this.

"I understand the teacher, I will discuss with my family, I am willing to come to Kyoto to study!" Song Zhizhi replied very cheerfully, she missed home, but her ideals needed realistic choices to complete.

There must be no hesitation when it is time to be decisive.

As for the future, there is always a chance to move back.

"Okay, then it's not much nonsense, I'm also busy, you figure it out yourself, text me back!" Tu Lao was also anxious, and hung up the phone after saying this.

Song Zhizhi turned off his phone and calculated it in his mind.

As soon as she turned her head, Grandma Song looked at her by the door, her expression a little uneasy, "Is it your master?" What did you say? ”