In order to marry smoothly in the future, little Jiang Jingze was deep in thought and far-sighted.
He even went to the back kitchen to prepare a few new dishes, allowing Yue Qingqing to eat her fill and take some home, returning with bags big and small.
Yue Jiandong with a stern face, "Went out to eat again?"
Pah! He always knew there was something off about that kid.
Who would have thought that after all these years, he still hasn’t dropped his thieving intentions, eh?
The tender little bok choy of his own family wasn’t even fully grown yet, and here was a pig eyeing her greedily from the sidelines.
Yue Jiandong was seething inside.
Zhang Ying gave him a pat to signal her husband not to frighten the child.
Then she took the things from her daughter’s hands, "Just in time, your dad hasn’t had dinner yet, I’ll go heat it up."
Yue Jiandong snorted coldly through his nose.
Even if I starved to death, jumped off the building upstairs, I wouldn’t eat a bite of that kid’s cooking.
Moments later, tempting aromas wafted from the kitchen.
Yue Jiandong’s stomach made thunderous noises.
Sitting at the dining table, Yue Jiandong chewed as if out of spite, spitting out a piece of battered bone.
Tui! The more I eat, the less Qingqing eats.
This is all for my daughter!
The sixth-grade kids were already beginning to feel the burden of their studies.
Early in the morning, as soon as Yue Qingqing got to the classroom and put her backpack down, she was greeted with Jun Feifei’s "one-finger zen" on her back.
"Fairy? Can I copy your homework?"
Yue Qingqing placed the homework book on the desk but blocked Jun Feifei’s outstretched arm.
"If I could do it myself, why would I ask you? Do a good deed, help me out," Jun Feifei elongated her nasal sounds as she tried to soften Yue Qingqing with a pitiful gaze.
"Sis, you are my real sister! Mom! Granny!"
Yue Qingqing gave her a slight smile, "Even calling ancestors won’t help, which part don’t you understand? Let me explain to you now."
As soon as Jun Feifei got started talking about studies, she’d get a headache, so she just had to shift her attention to Qu Ruorui, who seemed easy to bully.
"Ruorui, my dear Ruorui, could I borrow your notebook to have a look, please?"
Qu Ruorui, with her two braids, smiled with her typical habit of covering her mouth first.
"Don’t you always call me ’Timid Autumn’?"
Jun Feifei resentfully chided, "So petty, holding grudges."
Five years had passed, and the kids had all grown up.
Jun Feifei usually had the look of a noble and cold beauty that invited death upon those who provoked her, but when it came to studying, she became a weak and vulnerable girl.
Qu Ruorui had the look of a girl-next-door, always smiling, much cuter than the timid look she used to have.
Wei Rong, who excitedly raced to ask if Yue Qingqing wanted to go to the restroom together, hadn’t changed much.
Still refreshingly straightforward, her round face wasn’t especially beautiful, but she had an extraordinary number of friends.
During the reading time, Jun Feifei was still begging everywhere to borrow homework, while Zhuang Lan had already started collecting homework from the first row to the last.
Feeling guilty, Jun Feifei looked up, only to see Zhuang Lan’s face full of questions.
"Didn’t do it again? You couldn’t do such simple homework from yesterday?"
He completely crushed the girl’s self-esteem with his top-student attitude.
It’d be one thing if it was just sarcasm, but Zhuang Lan was so methodical, making it clear he truly couldn’t comprehend.
It’s so simple, couldn’t anyone with a brain learn it?
Better not to provoke, Jun Feifei could only write some random solutions and copy a couple of formulas to hand in.
The admiration secretly harbored in her heart once again shattered to pieces.
Top-students and underachievers just don’t mix, they can’t force it.
Days passed by, and in three months all these kids would be taking the entrance exams for junior high and graduating from primary school.
However, at this critical juncture, accidents happened one after another.
All of it began with an ordinary curse.