Chapter 139

After all, isn't this a face watching society? Such a young child knows how to look at his face. The little light teased the little flower for a moment. It was refreshing at present. It's hard to say in the future.

Looking at Xiaohua's undisguised dislike on her face, Jiang Chan silently lit a wax for Xiaoguang in her heart.

"I'll leave at noon the day after tomorrow and take you to Aunt Chen Xiaopei's house the morning after tomorrow. I've agreed with her." Jiang Chan patted Xiaohua's head. Xiaohua knew that Jiang Chan had made up her mind and reluctantly agreed.

Jiang Chan is really good to her, but she usually says nothing. As long as she is determined to do something, she will do it anyway. She's a little person. She's light hearted. She'd better roll away and look at Xiaoguang with disgust.

Seeing Xiaohua drooping her head, Jiang Chan had a smile in her eyes. This is also one of her bad interests. Children are used to play, especially looking at very mature flowers.

The child doesn't know who he followed. He is very serious and polite in dealing with people and things on weekdays. Everyone should praise Jiang Chan for raising the flowers well.

Unfortunately, Xiaohua is too correct on weekdays. Jiang Chan always wants to see the lively energy of some children of her age, so she also consciously digs a hole for Xiaohua on weekdays.

"Milk, I don't have much homework. I've already written it at school." Xiaohua lies on Jiang Chan's hand and looks at the original book held by Jiang Chan's hand. Her big eyes are bright.

"Milk, you know so much. It's said that we'll start learning English this year."

"That's not bad. Do you want to learn from behind the milk?" Jiang Chan shook the book in her hand. Seeing Xiaohua's small face carved with powder and jade, she knew that the original owner left pages. After reading Xiaohua's big words, Jiang Chan nodded with satisfaction: "You write well and can't be lazy. Since your schoolwork is not heavy now, you will spend more time on calligraphy. In the future, you won't have so much time in junior high school and senior high school."

"I know. When I go to Aunt Chen's house this time, I'll take a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone with me, so as not to always bow my head and look up with Xiaoguang."

After listening to Xiaohua's words, Jiang Chan observed a moment of silence for Xiaoguang. Poor child, with xiaohua for comparison, she will be more unpopular with father Hu in the future. However, Jiang Chan was happy again when she thought of Xiaoguang's uncomfortable life in the next few days.

After all, it's Jiang Chan who protects the calf. Xiaohua is a child she has spent a lot of effort to cultivate. How can Xiaoguang be allowed to bully Xiaoguang all over the world?

"Milk, how about writing calligraphy today and learning Guqin tomorrow? When I get older, I'll learn to play the pipa. Milk, will you teach me?"

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Jiang Chan happily handed over what she knew to Xiaohua. There are many skills that don't pressure her.

On Sunday morning, Xiaohua drooped her face and carried her pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Jiang Chan was holding Xiaohua's small box, which contained Xiaohua's laundry. They went to Chen Xiaopei's house.

Jiang Chan has been doing a lot of business in recent years. She has long bought a house in the capital, but she usually lives in a quadrangle. She rarely goes to this serious commercial house.

After all, we have come to this era. How can we enjoy it in this era? What is a quadrangle, isn't it?

Chen Xiaopei's home is not far from Jiang Chan. It's half an hour's drive. Xiaohua sits in the back seat and points with her little finger: "milk, we've been in the capital for five years. The capital has changed so much."

Jiang Chan teased Xiaohua and said, "what changes have taken place?"

"A lot. There weren't so many cars on the road before, but now there are a lot of cars. There are a lot of tall buildings, and the road has become very wide."

After counting these piles, Jiang Chan also nodded: "the changes in the capital are changing with each passing day. We are lucky to come to the capital and strive to stay in the capital all the time in the future."

When Jiang Chan and Xiaohua arrived, Xiaoguang hadn't got up yet. Chen Xiaopei came to open the door for Xiaohua. Xiaohua politely shouted, "good morning, Aunt Chen."

Chen Xiaopei can't be happy. At first, he thought Xiaohua was a villain, but it's a pity that her face hasn't been cured. Now that her face is cured, Chen Xiaopei thinks Xiaohua is perfect everywhere.

Looking at the upright little flower and thinking of his son who hasn't got up yet, Chen Xiaopei is a hundred envious of Jiang Chan.

"Worry free, come in. I've cleaned up your room. Go and see what's missing?" Chen Xiaopei pulls Xiaohua in. Jiang Chan changes his shoes behind him. Chen Xiaopei's husband Hu Zhi sits on the sofa and watches TV.

Seeing Jiang Chan coming in, Hu Zhi hurriedly stood up and said hello. Jiang Chan nodded with him and pushed Xiaohua forward: "I'm going back to your province today. It's estimated to take about a week. Worry free, please take care of it."

In front of outsiders, Jiang Chan never called Xiaohua, but directly called her worry free, so there are really few people who know her nickname.

Hu Zhi is a policeman, very just. Hearing Jiang Chan's request, he immediately nodded: "aunt, you are too polite. We all like worry free. You can go to your province at ease."

"The child is easy to take, and it's not troublesome at all." Hu Zhi, who has always been upright, couldn't help but tear open a smile when he saw Xiaohua. It can be seen that he really likes Xiaohua.