Chapter 277: Chapter 277 These Little Tricks Chapter 277: Chapter 277 These Little Tricks Jiang Changhai had just finished speaking when he squatted down and said to Jiang Mianmian, “Daughter, come on, we need to hurry. Dad still has to go to work at the transportation plant after dropping you off.”
Jiang Changhe, hearing this and not wanting to delay his brother from getting to work, squatted down in a similar fashion, “Zhaodi, come on, Dad will carry you there too.”
Zhaodi was stunned for a moment before climbing on, “Hmm, thanks, Dad.”
Having never received such treatment in her past life, Zhaodi, lying on her father’s broad back, felt deeply touched.
In this life, she was determined to give her parents a better life!
As they neared the school, Jiang Changhai proactively let her down, knowing his daughter was young but clever and cared about appearances.
Though Jiang Changhe didn’t know why, he followed suit and also set Zhaodi down.
When they reached the school entrance, they saw Zhiwen and Zhiwu, two boys, coming from the other side with their backpacks, sauntering along.
“Zhiwen, Zhiwu, where have you been? Why are you just getting to school?” Jiang Changhe asked his nephews.
He remembered they had left home twenty minutes before them. How could they arrive at the same time?
“Zhiwu twisted his ankle, so we walked a bit slower,” Zhiwen quickly found an excuse, his eyes darting.
Upon hearing his older brother say this, Zhiwu immediately pretended to limp, “Right, right, I twisted my ankle.”
Since the new year began, having been forced by Jiang Changtao to study daily at home, they felt as if they were rusting away.
Finally, seizing the chance at the start of school, they had run out to play early in the morning, only reluctantly heading to school when they saw other students arriving.
Jiang Changhai saw right through the boys’ little trick, but he had no interest in managing someone else’s children and continued walking inside with his daughter.
Zhaodi disdainfully glanced at the lying boys, feeling that life was unfair. Er Ya, who loved studying so much, didn’t have the chance to go to school.
Yet these two, given such a great opportunity, thought only about skipping school to play, squandering their resources.
Only Jiang Changhe took them seriously, asking with concern, “Zhiwu, is your foot alright?”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, Uncle, it’ll be better in a while. Let’s hurry inside before we’re late,” Zhiwu quickly replied.
“Yes, let’s hurry,” Jiang Changhe, seeing Jiang Changhai had already walked quite a distance ahead, quickly caught up with Zhaodi.
Zhiwen and Zhiwu, seeing them walk away, quietly sighed in relief and followed them into the school.
At the entrance of the fourth grade, Jiang Changhai instructed, “Daughter, go ahead. After school, wait in the classroom for Dad to pick you up after work.”
“Okay, Dad, I’m going in,” Jiang Mianmian waved to everyone and walked into the classroom with Zhiwu.
Zhiwen scratched his head, “Uncle, Uncle, I’m going back to the classroom.”
The fifth-grade classroom was right next to the fourth grade.
“Go ahead, pay attention in class.”
Jiang Changhai casually advised, then led Jiang Changhe and his daughter to the teachers’ office.
Since entering the school, Jiang Changhe felt out of place, and by the time they reached the office, he was even more nervous.
“Brother, this is the teachers’ office, just knock and go in,” Jiang Changhai said.
Jiang Changhe took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
The teacher inside looked over and said, “Come in.”