The largest bookstore in the county is Xinhua Bookstore, and there are several small bookstores, scattered around the county's primary and secondary schools.

Cen Jia went straight to Xinhua Bookstore, where the variety is the most complete, and you can buy anything you want.

Cen Chunsheng parked the bicycle: "Jiajia, you go in and pick it yourself, grandpa is waiting for you outside." ”

As he spoke, he gave the money to Cen Jia.

Cen Jia looked up inexplicably, and saw that his grandfather had a little embarrassment on his face.

"Grandpa, won't you go in with me?" Cen Jia thought that his grandfather was in a hurry.

But grandpa said, "No, I'll just wait for you outside, there are students inside, and maybe you'll meet your classmates......"

Touching her grandfather's eyes, Cen Jia immediately understood, as if she had been struck by lightning, she remembered some unpleasant memories, and her face couldn't help but be ashamed.

Where is grandpa in a hurry, he is obviously afraid of embarrassing Cen Jia.

I can't remember how old it was, Cen Jia's vanity grew, and he no longer wanted his grandparents to appear at school, he wanted to go to a parent-teacher conference, and he wanted them to dress up, let alone let them say that they were selling steamed buns!

Except for a few girlfriends who played very well, no one in the class knew Cen Jia's family background, and even because Cen Jia was outstanding in appearance, had a pure temperament, and although she was usually not well dressed, she was clean and tidy, and it was rumored behind her back that her parents were in the system, and her grandparents were retired cadres.

In his previous life, Cen Jia enjoyed this compliment very much and never came forward to clarify this misunderstanding.

Look at the grandfather in front of him, he was wearing clothes that he had never changed when he was busy working, stained with oil, and when he got closer, a greasy smell of buns came to his face, and his face with a smile was full of ravines, as if it was clearly written the hardships of the low-level laborers...... In short, people can tell at a glance that he does rough work and heavy work.

Intellectuals? Within the system? Retired cadres? None of them have anything to do with him.

Cen Jia was sad, she was wrong, she was ridiculously wrong.

She held the money in one hand and firmly held her grandfather with the other: "No, I want grandpa to accompany me." ”

Cen Chunsheng was surprised: "You're not afraid of meeting your classmates?" It's also grandpa who didn't expect to forget to change his clothes when he came out. ”

These words almost brought tears to Cen Jia's eyes.

She squeezed out a smile and held her grandfather's arm tightly: "Grandpa, you don't need to change your clothes, and I'm not afraid of meeting classmates, if you do, I will tell them generously, you are my grandfather, my own grandfather, our family sells steamed buns, and the steamed buns are very delicious!" ”

Looking at his granddaughter's bright smile, Cen Chunsheng was in a trance.

How has this kid changed?

Cen Chunsheng touched Cen Jia's real eyes and understood that what she was saying at the moment was true, and his heart was shaken.

"Grandpa and grandma are selling steamed buns, I am a small seller of steamed buns, I ......" Cen Jia smiled, red eyes and said: "I was wrong, grandpa, I did wrong before, can you forgive me for my vanity and selfishness?" ”

Cen Chunsheng nodded with satisfaction: "Silly boy, I am your grandfather, and it is right to take care of your face." ”

"Grandpa......" Cen Jia was moved.

If you can't accept your origin, how can you live and understand.

This truth, Cen Jia suffered a lot in his previous life, and how many times he was fooled to understand.

The lack of clear understanding of herself led to her high self-esteem and hurt the hearts of her relatives and lovers.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of outsiders, she is just a joke.

The fortunate thing in the misfortune is that Yang Zimo, who chose to "marry" her husband in anger, is the bottom of his life's willfulness for Cen Jia.

I don't know where Yang Zimo is now, whether he has come to Wanzhou to study......