In view of Jiang Yang's unreliability, the head teacher adjusted things well.

Nosebleed, mom didn't pursue it.

A little bit of this depends on Zhang Zhu's mother's face that he just remarried.

As for the little tiger mother.

She remembered that the last time, when she bought "Murder Eucalyptus on the Orient Express" in the bookstore opposite the school, she saw Zhang Zhu, she was very protective of Xiaohu at that time, and today's drama is probably due to the impact of her parents' divorce.

It was almost time for class to end, and they were separated.

Xiaohu's mother led Xiaohu to walk in front, feeling relieved, when she received the call, Xiaohu's mother was chatting with her roller skating mother, and she was startled when she heard Xiaohu beat someone.

Fortunately, the classmate's mother was good, she didn't pursue it, and asked the nosebleed boy to keep his mouth shut, don't be like his father. Then, the nosebleed gossip, "Zhang Zhu's mother remarried and got a new father, seeing that her son is handsome, it is estimated that his father is also quite handsome, you say-", because Zhang Zhu was present, she left an unfinished look, this is really-

She had nothing to say.

They crossed the traffic light, the bus came, and Xiaohu's mother was just about to pull Xiaohu on the bus, and Xiaohu stopped.

He pointed to the bookstore.

Xiaohu's mother was surprised, her son belonged to a person who fainted when he read a book, and he would even think about going to the bookstore?

She happily dragged Xiaohu into the bookstore, and didn't care about the difficulty of waiting for the bus, it was crowded after school later, "Tell Mom, what book do you want to read?" ”

Xiaohu thought for a moment: "Miracle boy." ”

Xiaohu's mother hadn't heard of this book, maybe Xiaohu heard it from a classmate, but after she asked the clerk, the clerk looked for it, but there was no book. Xiaohu's mother saw that Xiaohu was a little lost, so she took out her mobile phone to look for it, but she still didn't find it.

The clerk looked at them and thought for a while: "I just put a children's book on the shelves today, Mr. Jiang Yang's new work "The Little Prince", this work has gone crazy in overseas sales, and it has topped the best-selling list for 12 consecutive weeks on the largest foreign book sales website. ”

The reason why it's twelve weeks is because the book is still in full swing.

Xiaohu's mother didn't listen to the latter boasts, so she listened to a name.

Mr. Jiang Yang.

She remembers the name well, not only because it is the author of "Murder on the Orient Express", but also because his writing is also a bridge of friendship between her and her roller skating mother, giving her a kind of tree hole outside of her family and children.

At the same time, Xiaohu finally has a place among the children in the community.

She would never have imagined that one day, she would let a book of reasoning heal, but friendship is sometimes so peculiar, and an inadvertent writing can make a swamp-like life have a hard soil.

So although it was not a mystery story, she thought that fairy tale books could be read to Xiaohu, so she asked the clerk to take two.

She touched Xiaohu's head, "Mom will go back and find this book for you, okay." ”

Xiaohu nodded.

Xiaohu was not disappointed, he just felt that since there was a way to be cool in the book, it was certain that it would not be easy to buy.

****

"What a mess of stepfathers."

Jiang Yang led Zhang Zhu to the bus stop, "Aren't you afraid that it will spread throughout the school tomorrow?" ”

Zhang Zhu is not afraid.

If she wants to have a sister-in-law who is the Great Demon King, "I will wake up laughing when I dream." ”

"Dream less."

In this world, except for relatives, Li Qingning can only love him alone, and he will only love him alone.

"Brother."

Zhang Zhu stopped.

Jiang Yang looked back at her, "Huh? ”

She said: "I really envy you, there is a person who loves you wholeheartedly." ”

She used to have everything, she never thought about it, but in the blink of an eye, when everything was floating like smoke, she walked down the street, and saw other parents pulling their children to walk, play, and eat together, she felt that it felt so good to be loved.

That's great.

It's really good.

She burst into tears.

Just now in the office, seeing that Xiaohu and her classmates were protected by their mothers, she suddenly felt that she was like an orphan.

"Brother, I have no home, no more."

The photo she had taken of shopping at the mall would never come back.

Jiang Yang walked over and touched her head.

He would have said that she was just at a sensitive age. When he was so young, his parents ignored him, and his friends alienated him, he would feel very lonely, and then he would fantasize about a book of youth and sadness for himself.

He didn't write well at that time.

Otherwise, it would be the next Guo Xiaosi now.

At Zhang Zhu's age, many people resonate with these things, which is why many of her classmates like to read this kind of book.

But all this will pass, as long as you get through it, get through it.

Time numbs everything.

Life is a blunt knife, unconsciously cutting something, and only sensitive children feel pain, adults can't notice it at all, and they are good at forgetting, and they simply forget when they were scared when their parents quarreled when they were young.

"In the best place, your parents' house is gone, and your family has become a wreck. Another day, if your mother marries a rich man, you will become a rich second generation; If your father marries a rich woman, you are also a rich second generation. In other words, the probability of you becoming a rich second generation has changed from zero to infinitely high. You're going to think of one more for your grandfather—"

"Ahh

Zhang Zhu convinced Jiang Yang, "How did Sister Ning marry you!" ”

Thanks to her eating his and Sister Ning's dog food on Tuitui, this comforting emotional intelligence is poisonous.

Jiang Yang: "I'm serious. You go back and give advice to your parents, don't keep reminiscing about the past, look forward in a timely manner, and let them run towards this goal, so that the probability of you being a rich second generation can be improved. ”

Zhang Zhu didn't want to wipe his tears, he just wanted to give Jiang Yang a kick, "Why don't you use it yourself." ”

"Me?"

Jiang Yang smiled disdainfully and straightened his clothes, "I married your Sister Ning, and now I am a rich generation." ”

Zhang Zhu had nothing to say.

This rich generation is really arrogant.

They parted ways at the bus stop, and Jiang Yang wanted to take a bus to find Li Qingning at the school. Zhang Zhu went to the opposite side to take the car, and then on the advertisement posted in the bookstore, he found that the Chinese version of "The Little Prince" was out.

Her eyes lit up.

This is a book that Ke Ke has recommended.

She rushed into the bookstore and bought a copy with her pocket money.

Having said that, since her parents divorced, her pocket money has increased, her father gave it once, her mother gave it once, and the original one became two. Zhang Zhu couldn't help but think of Jiang Yang's suggestion just now, and it seemed, it seems, it was quite right.

She flipped through the bills after paying the bill.

Then, she saw the author -

Jiang Yang!

"It's-"

Zhang Zhu thought of "Murder Eucalyptus on the Orient Express", which she hadn't finished reading since she bought it, "No." ”

Books recommended by Ke Ke –

She once said something, saying that Ke Ke tweeted it, and the words from "The Little Prince" were very well written.

Jiang Yang said that there was grafting, and she said that Jiang Yang hadn't seen it and didn't understand anything-

These words suddenly came to life from her memory and lingered in her ears, making Zhang Zhu ashamed, embarrassed, and red-faced.

"Damn!"

She is uneducated, and thousands of words are combined into one sentence, Jiang Yang is still Ke Ke's favorite writer.

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

When she walked out of the door of the bookstore, she saw that the bus had just arrived, and Jiang Yang was queuing up in a group of students to get on the bus.

She served.

She sent a message on her mobile phone: "Brother, it turns out that what you conquered Sister Ning was not your appearance, but your talent." ”

She watched Jiang Yang get into the car, and then there was one more message on her mobile phone.

"If you are sick, it is obviously your appearance."