Chapter 15

The next morning, Wan Chuer woke up in the sound of Angelica dahurica making breakfast. She looked at the familiar room and the calendar on the table. Her heart slowly settled down. She was still 16 years old.

She lay in bed and longed to enjoy the warmth of home for a while before she got out of bed.

As soon as she took a step, Wan Chuer was stunned. It seemed that her limbs really didn't hurt so much. She raised her arm and looked. The blue and purple on it had changed color. She didn't know when Angelica dahurica gave her massage last night.

After washing, Angelica dahurica just cooked the meal.

"Chu'er, ready to eat."

"Hey, good."

Breakfast is millet porridge, tortillas, and pickled cucumbers made by Angelica dahurica. It's crisp and sweet. It's delicious.

She hasn't eaten such delicious pickled cucumbers for nearly 20 years. In her previous life, she had tried to find them, but she never ate any more delicious pickled cucumbers than Angelica dahurica.

"Chu'er, don't just eat pickled cucumbers. Drink some millet porridge to nourish your stomach."

Angelica dahurica, who has been paying attention to her daughter's every move, made a sound to remind her.

"Yes." Wan chu'er smiled at Angelica dahurica and took up a bowl of porridge.

Millet porridge is thick and delicious. Wan chu'er thinks that Angelica dahurica is good at everything.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Angelica dahurica holding chopsticks, stunned and motionless.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Wan chu'er asked suspiciously.

Angelica dahurica returned to her senses and said, "chu'er, you haven't smiled at me for a long time." There was a lump in the sound.

Wan chu'er was stunned and his mood rolled for a moment. It seemed that she had been ten years old. That year, her father died and Anlian came out to hang around from time to time. She didn't have a harmonious relationship with Angelica dahurica Xi. She was either angry or angry.

"Mom, I used to be too willful, too selfish and too stupid. I will be filial to you in the future. I'm sorry." Wan Chuer put down the dishes and chopsticks and said sincerely.

Hearing Wan Chuer's words, Angelica dahurica opened her eyes at once. She couldn't believe what she heard. After half a ring, she trembled and said, "Chuer, is what you said true?"

Wan chu'er nodded heavily and said, "it's true. I'll do whatever you want me to do in the future. I won't do whatever you don't want me to do. I'll change into what kind of daughter you like."

Once again, Wan chu'er knew the importance of Angelica dahurica to her. Without Angelica dahurica, she was like a rootless duckweed. She was not secure anywhere.

Bai Zhi Xi looked at Wan chu'er for a while. Seeing that she was serious, she said tentatively, "Mom, I hope you can study hard and get into a good university."

"No problem."

Angelica dahurica Xi went further: "Mom hopes that after our mother and daughter, no matter what is unpleasant, we must open our hearts and tell each other not to run away from home and lose our temper."

Wan chu'er thought about it and nodded, "OK, I'll try my best."

Seeing that the rebellious daughter in the past suddenly changed so much one day, Bai Zhixi was happy to see her change, but she always felt uneasy in her heart and decided to observe it slowly.

After dinner, Wan Chuer even volunteered to wash the dishes.

Angelica dahurica naturally stopped her, "chu'er, you are already a sophomore in senior high school. You'd better seize the time to read and study well. Today you'll have a good rest at home and read. You must go to school tomorrow, okay?"

Looking at Angelica dahurica's attitude, Wan Chuer decided to follow her and go back to the room obediently.

In the room, Wan Chuer looked at the textbook on the desk, familiar and strange.

In fact, Wan Chuer is very smart. He won the first place in every exam in primary school. He began to rebel in adolescence in middle school, and his grades fell slightly, but he didn't fall out of the top five in the class; In the first mock exam of senior one, she ranked sixth in the class, so she was watched by Liu Li and was cowardly abused by others.

When she was a sophomore in senior high school, she listened to Zhuo Yao's suggestions and abandoned her studies. The results of the college entrance examination were in a mess.

Later, Wan Chuer didn't study much for more than ten years, and he had long forgotten all the knowledge in the high school textbooks.

Although it is now a sophomore in senior high school and less than two years away from the college entrance examination, Wan Chuer is very confident that he can win the college entrance examination and give Angelica dahurica a beautiful college entrance examination score to make up for the shortcomings of his previous life.

After thinking about it, Wan Chuer found a blank paper and seriously wrote a daily work and rest plan.

When she finished writing the plan, the voice of Angelica dahurica came from the living room.

"Chu'er, mother has gone out to set up a stall. You study hard at home alone."

Wan Chuer hurried out of the room. In the living room, Angelica dahurica cherished a machine in one hand and a big bag in the other.

"Mom, don't go to the south of the city today. It's too far. It'll be nearby in the future."

"Ah?" Angelica dahurica didn't react for a moment.

"Don't go to the south of the city." Wan Chuer said it again. Bai Zhixi understood her daughter's meaning. She smiled and said:

"It's all right. It's not far. My mother will arrive soon by bus." She was afraid of losing face to her daughter. Wan Chuer also thought of it and said, "Mom, I've changed. I won't be so vain in the future." Finally, at the insistence of Wan Chuer, Bai Zhixi agreed to set up a stall in the nearby market. After only 20 minutes, they arrived at the market nearest to the family courtyard of the glass factory. Because it belonged to the center of the county, there were a lot of people. Wan Chuer helped Bai Zhixi find a blank place, paid a management fee of three yuan, and set up the shoe repair stall“ Chu'er, go back quickly. Eat by yourself at noon. Don't worry about your mother. " Bai Zhi Xi shoved five yuan to Wan chu'er and told her to go back. Wan Chuer didn't pull with Angelica dahurica Xi and took the money. She took a look at Angelica dahurica Xi. There was no problem here, so she left the market. After leaving the market, she didn't go home directly, but wandered along the road again. Watching Angelica dawns sitting in the open market, waiting to give people shoes and shoes, she felt very sad, and earned little. She wanted to investigate the market of Wutong county and find a suitable job for her family. Unfortunately, after a whole morning, there was no good discovery. She was not discouraged and knew that life was not easy. Wan Chuer planned to eat out at noon. She picked a restaurant that looked clean and formal. The restaurant was full of people, and the seats were almost full. She wanted a bowl of noodles and sat in the corner. On the table, she sat two middle-aged men. One of them was carrying a black briefcase on her leg. It was written on the words "Wutong county government". She estimated that the two people were afraid to work in the government. Wan Chuer waited quietly for his face“ The noodles of the old Wu family are delicious. The pickles are really bad. If you get some delicious pickles or something, I can't say you can eat another bowl of noodles. " A man opposite said to another“ No, I want to bring some pickles myself. Lao Wu won't let me. Look at the pickle provided by their family. It's really delicious. Can it be called pickle! " Another man also make complaints about it. Wan Chuer glanced at a dish of free pickles in the middle of the table. The turnip was chopped and mixed with some soy sauce. It really didn't look good. When her noodles came up, Wan Chuer picked a chopstick to eat. The noodles were really strong, and the topping taste was also strong. She took a little pickle and put it in her mouth. Oh! She almost vomited out, but when she looked around, there was no trash can or paper towel. She felt unsanitary. She swallowed it raw. She quickly ate two more chopsticks and noodles to suppress the saltiness. The two middle-aged men opposite looked at her and couldn't help laughing. I don't know how much salt is put in the pickle. It's killing me. Was the salt seller killed?! She make complaints about it. Looking at the pickle, Wan Chuer had an idea in his heart. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.