In her past life, she had been a top student all the way until college, never faltering in her academic or professional courses.
One could say that in her previous life, she also harbored the intent to avoid social interactions, devoting her whole heart and soul to studying and painting.
Now, reviewing the materials once again, she felt confident that exams shouldn’t pose a problem.
Song Tianyang couldn’t help but to ask again, "Are you sure there’s no problem?"
"Really, there’s no problem, Teacher. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t let you down!"
"Good, good," Song Tianyang laughed, patting her on the shoulder and said, "If you really pass, the teacher will gift you a set of stationery. You can’t refuse it then."
Chiang Xiao pursed her lips and nodded, "Then, Teacher Song, you might want to start preparing that gift."
"Hahaha! Chiang Xiao, you, you really do have quite the audacity!" Song Tianyang burst into laughter.
The current Chiang Xiao was really different from before! The present Chiang Xiao always seemed to bring joy to those around her, and one felt infused with positive energy just by looking at her!
Chiang Xiao returned home and was about to let her grandparents know she was going to town when she saw a newly dressed Chiang Baoguo pushing his bicycle up to the house.
She hadn’t seen Chiang Baoguo these past few days and had no idea where he had been, but now looking at him in his brand-new Sun Yat-sen suit, freshly cut hair, a pen tucked in his pocket, presenting the very picture of an official, Chiang Xiao couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
Moreover, there was a big box tied to the back rack of Chiang Baoguo’s bicycle; she wondered what he had inside it.
As soon as he got off the bike, Chiang Lidong dashed out of the house shouting, "Dad’s back, Dad’s back! Dad, what tasty treats did you buy for me?"
Out of curiosity, Chiang Xiao didn’t rush inside, but instead leaned against the doorframe and watched.
After all, she was standing at the doorstep of her own house; she wasn’t in their way.
Chiang Baoguo glanced over at her, his eyes moved slightly, and he actually took the initiative to greet her.
"Chiang Xiao, isn’t school over for quite some time? Why are you just getting back?"
"Oh, our teacher held me back for a bit." Since he took the initiative to greet her, Chiang Xiao replied indifferently.
Chiang Baoguo parked his bicycle first, patted Chiang Lidong’s head, then said to Chiang Xiao, "Your grades have always been good. When you have time at home, you should help tutor Caijiao."
The sun rising from the west?
This was the first time Chiang Baoguo had said such a thing to her. Moreover, when had he ever cared about Chiang Caijiao’s grades before? Ho Laidi had even said many times that they should stop sending Chiang Caijiao to school, that it would be better if she just helped out at home, waiting until she turned eighteen to find a nice family to marry into.
"Dad, hurry, get me something delicious. Stop talking to her!" Chiang Lidong didn’t even glance at Chiang Xiao.
Chiang Xiao couldn’t be bothered with him.
This little brat, was she really expected to teach him manners on behalf of his parents?
She didn’t respond to Chiang Baoguo’s words. He was already being pestered by Chiang Lidong and had started to untie the box. It was then that Chiang Xiao noticed a pair of crutches underneath the box, made of wood and wrapped with a layer of black leather at the top.
Were these purchased for Chiang Baohe?
Song Xiyun and Chiang Caijiao had also come out.
Upon seeing the box, Song Xiyun’s eyes lit up. Like his son, he incessantly asked, "Baoguo, what delicious things did you buy?"
Chiang Caijiao stood to the side, but she was the first to ask Chiang Baoguo, "Dad, are you tired? Thirsty? Why don’t you go in and have a drink of water before you get busy?"