"You child -" Granny's face wrinkled into a flower with a smile.
Yang Bai coughed hard.
Yang Zimei smiles and sits back to his original position. After breakfast in a hurry, he prepares to take Xi to school.
Yang Qing followed him out and asked anxiously, "Niuniu, it's really expensive to let grandparents go to the club at 4000 yuan a month. I'm afraid our family can't afford it."
"Don't worry, Dad. I'll be responsible for all the expenses. Moreover, from today on, I will have clients looking for me to see feng shui every day. I should not be short of money any more. " Yang Zimei comforts a way.
Yang Qing's face became solemn. "Niuniu, although we are short of money in our family, my father still doesn't want you to be a girl and do things like magic sticks. It will make people have opinions. In addition, there are many things like spying on the nature and changing your life against the heaven, which will eventually harm you. My father only hopes that you can grow up as normal as other girls, or learn from Mr. song about antiques. "
"Dad, don't worry. I'll know how to protect myself." Looking at her father, Yang Zimei was moved.
"Ai --"
Yang Qing knew that her daughter would not listen to her, so she sighed slightly.
*
Yang Zimei took Yang Zixi's hand, watched her jump into the school gate, and turned to his own Nancheng middle school.
Not far behind her, in a black van, there was a pair of eyes staring at her gradually leaving the figure, and then got out of the car and walked into the school.
As soon as Yang Zimei got to the school gate, there was a jingling bicycle bell behind her.
Wearing white clothes and white trousers, min Gang stepped on his red bicycle and stopped in front of her, and raised a very happy smile to her.
The golden light of the morning sun fell on his soft hair, reflecting his pure and handsome smile. Yang Zimei suddenly thought of the little prince.
Ha ha, yes, in the last life, min gang was the prince who she wanted to get close to, but didn't dare to.
Now, he is still like a prince, but she is no longer the humble Street goddess stick of the previous life.
"Zi Mei, come up, I'll take you."
Min Gang looks forward to her way.
On that day, the dragon's words that he was not allowed to ride his bicycle almost caught her tightly like a hoop curse. She could not help shaking her head and refused, "no, thank you. I'll go in."
"Although it's to the door, it's far away from the teaching building." Hearing her refusal again, min Gang's heart full of expectation is very lost and unwilling.
"I prefer walking." Yang Zimei still refused.
In the past, many students, especially those female students, naturally stopped to have a look at the school grass in their minds. It was both envious and envious to see min Gang, who had always ignored the girls and was very proud, even offered to make her take the back seat of a bicycle.
"Who is she?" Someone began to ask in a low voice.
"It's the transfer student who made a lot of noise last time and was photographed in the classroom with the boy."
"Is it her? Last time, it was said that it was a rumor that she was doing acupuncture for the man
"Who knows? How old is she? Acupuncture is not so easy to learn, is it
"I don't know. Anyway, I don't dare to talk nonsense. The students who talked nonsense last time seem to be in evil. The tongue is pulled by ghosts. It's terrible."
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