Xi Ruzhu gently replied, "Bao Er, don't get angry or upset. It's your first day meeting her, so be more understanding of Sister Zuzi, don't argue with her. I'm practicing piano at the teacher's house, and I'll bring you some Osmanthus Cake from Guihua Tower tonight, okay?"
After a pause, she sent two more messages:
"Sister Zuzi is from the countryside, she might really not like studying. At school, we need to take good care of her, and make sure to tell our classmates not to bully her."
"And Mommy was joking. Daddy is still alive, so how could there be any talk of inheriting property? Don't mention it to Daddy, he won't be happy."
Xi Rubao felt happier after being coaxed and smiled, "Sister Zhuzhu still cares for me the most, Sister Zhuzhu is just so excellent. While others are reviewing for the college entrance exam, sister can still calmly practice piano. Love you to death, my genius sister! You're my real sister!"
After carefully reading the last two messages, her eyes suddenly lit up:
"Give a heads up? That's right, I need to tell the guys ahead of time to properly 'greet' that bumpkin, hmph!"
Xi Rubao quickly fiddled with her phone and sent the earlier recording about "inheriting property" to Dad Xi.
Dad hasn't met the bumpkin yet, has he?
Well, let Dad get a taste of it in advance.
After doing all this, Xi Rubao shouted at the top of her voice, "Third Brother, quickly, take me to school. I need to go back and review, not a day to be wasted!"
What kind of shock did the pampered little sister just receive?
Since they had to rush to school to submit application forms, Gu Qiusha hurriedly took Xi Zuzi for a brief shopping spree and then had Wang Laowu drive them back to school.
"Zuzi, today's schedule was tight, and we bought too few clothes. Next time, Mommy will definitely accompany you for a proper shopping trip."
Xi Zuzi glanced at the back seat full of shopping bags, "No need, I guess..."
Though they visited only two boutiques, in each one, Gu Qiusha swept up one of every fashionable little dress in all colors that suited her size, shopping with great gusto.
But these children's clothes don't interest me, the Ancestor, at all.
Gu Qiusha obviously didn't get the implication in Xi Zuzi's words, "Zuzi, you young folks don't like shopping with an old lady like me. Next time I'll have Zhuzhu and Bao Bao accompany you. Oh right, and your Third Brother. When we get back, I'll have to give him a good talking-to. If he won't take you shopping, I'll have your dad break his legs! Seriously, a brother should act like a brother..."
It was a rare moment when Gu Qiusha put her foot down.
But Xi Zuzi's face slightly changed, "No need..."
As for brothers, she really doesn't like them.
Little Crow, sensing her feelings, spoke up, "Ancestor, do foolish humans deserve to be your brother? I shall go peck that Third Brother to ruin..."
Xi Zuzi waved her hand, "Don't mention those two words to me again."
Little Crow zipped its beak: Got it!
Regarding the Ancestor's brother, isn't it just...
Not wanting to hear Gu Qiusha's endless chatter about brothers, the moment the car arrived at the school gate, Xi Zuzi got off immediately, "Xiao Sha, you head back. Xiao Wu will help me get things done."
Gu Qiusha: "..." Xiao Sha felt heartbroken, being disliked by her daughter.
Qingcheng High School is the city's top school.
It gathers both the best-performing students and, naturally, the city's wealthier and more influential second-generation children.
If the grades aren't enough, money makes up for it.
The troublesome ones who squeezed into this top school with sponsor fees are hard to manage. The school was troubled and finally had a bright idea: they created a 13th class besides the 12 normal ones to stick them in.
Smoother to call it an elite class, "East Sea Class."
But everyone knows full well that the real elite class in the third year is Class 1, also known as "Nanshan Class," where the academic stars are.
Being a transfer student from the countryside, Xi Zuzi was naturally placed in the class full of academic underachievers and troublemakers—"East Sea Class."