Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 151

“Go to see Grandma Wang in the next street.” Bai Qian reached out to open the courtyard door, turned slightly sideways, and glanced at Ren Qian.

 Grandma Wang from the next street?

 Ren Wanxuan clenched her phone and looked at Ren Qian, "Grandpa, I'm discussing something with my senior brother."

Ren Qian no longer forced Ren Wanxuan to go with Bai Qian.

Ji Heng picked up the cigarette rod on the table and stood up. He knew that Ren Wanxuan didn't like him smoking very much, so he went back to his room now.

After everyone left, Ren Wanxuan looked around and saw no one, so she lowered her voice: "Jian Rong seemed to be saying that a very important elder of the Jian family would come to Xiangcheng, and they wanted to find an opportunity to ask for a meeting with that elder. ."

 Ren Qian sat up straight after hearing the last part, "The elder that everyone in the Jian family wants to see?"

So mysterious?

Who could that be?

 He and Ren Jiawei looked at each other.

 In a courtyard on the street next to Qingshui Street.

The old man coughed one after another, and Ning Xiao was patting the old man on the back with a very ugly look on his face.

 There was a knock on the door.

He stared at Grandma Wang and drank the water before going to open the door.

At first he thought the person coming would be his next door neighbor, but he didn't expect it was Bai Xian. He was very surprised: "Sister Xian?"

Bai Zian didn't expect that it was him who opened the door.

 The two looked at each other in confusion until Grandma Wang's weak voice sounded in the room, "Who is it?"

 “My classmate.” Ning Xiao opened the door and let Bai Zian in.

Grandma Wang struggled to sit up. Her eyesight was not very good, but she could vaguely see Bai Zian's face through the window. She was a little happy: "Ah Zian."

　　　Bai Qian is familiar with the door and the way to go in.

 First, he looked at the three memorial tablets placed in the main room, on which fresh fruits were served.

Then he went into the room to see Grandma Wang. Seeing that she was about to sit up, he quickly supported her and placed his hand on her pulse naturally.

"Be careful." Bai Qian lowered his eyes, his heart sinking slightly.

“Ahem…it turns out that you two are classmates.” Grandma Wang's cloudy and dim eyes seemed to be brighter, and her withered face seemed to have a brighter look: “Does he often do homework with you?”

"Yes." Bai Qian followed her back, and Grandma Wang's cough disappeared. "We went to Jiangjing with another classmate years ago for tutoring."

"Okay, okay..." Grandma Wang was a little excited, "Then I'll feel relieved."

She was very weak and couldn't sleep due to coughing for the past two days. She fell asleep within five minutes after being patted on the back by Bai Zian.

"I'll teach you a massage later." Bai Qian helped her tuck in the quilt, then closed the door and went out to talk to Ning Xiao.

Ning Xiao saw that grandma fell asleep in Bai Zian's hands within five minutes, and knew that the massage was useful.

He was just a little surprised, could Bai Qian still do this?

After teaching Ning Xiao, Bai Zian remembered what happened to Xiao Wang: "Where is your grandma's cell phone?"

Ning Xiao finally found the old man machine in a corner.

out of battery.

 Bai Qian figured out the cause of the matter and then wrote back to Xiao Wang—

  【Her cell phone is out of battery, please spend more time with her when you have time. 】

 Wang: [Thank you]

 The next day.

 Tuesday, the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli went to the prison early in the morning.

 Visit someone Zhang.

"Sister Xian," Zhang Shize, who was still handcuffed on his hands, was the first to greet him as soon as he came in, "Brother Jiang, happy New Year."

 Then he looked like he was about to cry.

"Been beaten again?" Jiang Fuli stood behind Bai Qian, his hands folded across his chest, his posture was very lazy, his pale and narrow eyes occasionally glanced at him, looking disgusted.

 Zhang Shize: "...Not really."

 Fights often happen, but he didn't cry because he was beaten, but because Chi Yundai was here last time.

“He asked me to memorize terms from the code!” Zhang Shize looked at Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli and told them about Chi Yundai's evil deeds.

Bai Zian hasn't figured out what the code term is yet.

Jiang Fuli glanced at Zhang Shize and asked sincerely: "Does that thing still need to be memorized?"

 Can't you remember it just by looking at it?

Zhang Shize's crying suddenly stopped. He looked up at Jiang Fuli blankly: "..."

 I want to cry even more.

 Having not seen each other for half a month, Zhang Shize has made a lot of progress. He has reached the second year of high school in mathematics and has made the fastest progress in math and English.

 When he was doing handicrafts in prison, he not only strived to be the first, but also memorized vocabulary while doing the first.

"He will be complained every few days," the jailer said as he sent Bai Zian and Jiang Fuli out, whispering in Bai Zian's ear, "because he always recited words loudly when queuing up to use the toilet, disturbing the restroom next door. people."

 He did not dare to talk to Jiang Fuli.

 The two of them walked out of the prison gate.

Bai Zian sat on the passenger seat, lowered his head and fastened his seat belt.

 “Where are you going?” Jiang Fuli put his fingers on the steering wheel and tapped it casually.

"Book Association." Bai Zian fastened her seat belt, leaned back on her seat, lazily turned on the Bluetooth in the car, and started playing her daily English reading.

Jian Zhe did not leave, and Qiu Xuezheng was also at the calligraphy association.

 She went to the calligraphy association to pay New Year's greetings to the two of them.

 Jiang Fuli started the car, "Okay, on the way."

The car quickly arrived at the Book Association. Jiang Fuli parked the car at the door and asked Bai Qian to get out. He put his arm on the steering wheel and said unhurriedly: "I'll have free time tomorrow."

Jiang Fuli didn't come back until the end of the year, and there was a lot of work waiting for him in the laboratory.

 He can take a few days off after the team meeting today.

Bai Zian closed the car door and gestured "OK" to him, "Then I will go to the library on time tomorrow."

 She waited there to watch him drive away.

She waited until the car slowly disappeared at the intersection, then walked into the calligraphy association.

 Several old people came to the calligraphy association early. Because of the Chinese New Year, red lanterns were hung in the calligraphy association, which was very lively. When Bai Qian came in, two children were already sitting in the yard and starting to practice calligraphy.

Jian Zhe saw Bai Qian and greeted her with a smile.

The two children also knew Bai Zian. Jiang Fuli was not here, so the children were particularly cheerful and wished Bai Zian a happy new year.

Bai Qian always had candies in her pockets. She took them out for the two children and said to Jian Zhe, "Go to the library near No. 1 Middle School tomorrow."

 “Tomorrow?” Jian Zhe was stunned.

Bai Qian tilted her head slightly and raised her eyebrows: "You don't have to go if you have something to do first, don't be in a hurry."

 It's still early to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

"It's nothing," Jian Zhe thought for a moment, "I'll go to the library to find you tomorrow."

Bai Zian went to see the two children practicing calligraphy and said, "Okay, bring your postgraduate entrance examination books."

The yard of the calligraphy association is not small, with a length and width of ten meters. There are more than a dozen small tables on the left side, with four big trees planted on both sides. There is a gate in the front, and there are houses on the other three sides. The one facing the door is the meeting place. hall.

At this time, the sun has slowly risen, shining through the gaps in the trees and falling on the white paper under the children's hands.

 “A book for the postgraduate entrance examination?” Jian Zhe was a little confused.

A melodious mobile phone music sounded, interrupting Jian Zhe's thoughts. He took out his mobile phone and answered the call, "Dad?"

"Jian Zhe, what do you want to do?" Jian's father lowered his voice, "I told you, your grandfather will go to Xiangcheng today."

“There are students in the calligraphy association today.” Jian Zhe said.

On the other end of the phone, Jian's father was a little unreasonable, "Are you really planning to take root in Xiangcheng? What is it about that place that attracts you? Did you know that Jian Rong is going to take the Jiangyi exam? Your grandfather is looking for someone from Jiangjing for him! "

Jian Zhe thought about his improved calligraphy: "I think it's very good. Do you want to come?"

The other party was so angry that he hung up the phone directly.

Jian Zhe looked at the busy signal on his phone and shrugged. He said seriously that no one believed it.

   Ren family.

Ren Qian was wearing formal clothes and came down from upstairs. He was talking to someone on the phone with a stern look on his face: "No news about Mr. Chen yet? I wonder when he will be back? Okay."

 He hung up the phone and frowned.

The driver was waiting respectfully downstairs. He sat on the sofa, picked up the tea cup, lowered his head and took a sip, and then asked him, "Have you picked him up?"

“Here we are, Jian's family is at the mansion now.” The driver nodded. He had just gone to pick up the person.

Beside him, Ren Jiawei was surprised, "Beicheng Jian family?"

 A smile appeared on Ren Qian's face, "Yes, thanks to Wan Xuan, her news was very timely. I just don't know...who the big shot that Jian's family is waiting for is."

 It shouldn't be Mr. Chen, right?

“I'll wait with Jian's family tomorrow.” Ren Qian knocked on the table.

“Sir,” the assistant reminded Ren Qian next to him, “you mentioned yesterday that the Ji family will invite you to dinner tomorrow.”

Ren Qian waved his hand, "Just say we are busy."

 What he valued was Xu En, not the real Ji family.

not to mention…

 There are more important things tomorrow.

 The next day.

 At 7:30 in the morning, Bai Zian was holding a backpack. As soon as he opened the courtyard gate, he saw Bureau Chen's raised hand.

His eyes lit up when he saw Bai Qian, and he first wished him a happy new year.

 Then he took out a white bag and handed it to Bai Zian, explaining: "Miss Bai, this is the notebook Xu Wenyao asked me to bring to you."

After handing it to Bai Qian, Director Chen walked behind her: "Uncle, Happy New Year!"

 He brought a lot of things back from Jiangjing, one big and one small.

Bai Zian lowered his head, and through the translucent bag, he could vaguely see the black physics notebook inside.

It's amazing.

 This can all be followed.

Jian Zhe had arrived at the Xiangcheng Library a long time ago. He sat on his seat and felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles as he watched the two university tycoons opposite him keep brushing on questions he couldn't understand.

Bai Qian had already told Tang Ming to pick Jian Zhe up to take a seat upstairs.

 It wasn't until a white figure appeared at the top of the stairs that Jian Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Zian placed the backpack next to Jian Zhe, gently pulled away the chair and sat down.

“Sister,” Jian Zhe lowered his voice and asked Bai Qian, “Am I here to read?”

 The two of them sat at the edge of the long table, next to the window. Bai Zian opened his schoolbag and took out the question bank and literary classics.

“Sister Qian,” Tang Ming said in horror, “Are you going to study literature?”

"No," Bai Zian shook his head, and then looked at Jian Zhe, "I checked. In addition to the objective questions, the subjective questions are to refine the viewpoints of ancient texts and write articles."

She tilted her head slightly, her tone was lazy, and her dark pupils reflected the rising sun.

The occasional flash of light in his eyes is like a white tiger ready to go.

Jian Zhe had never seen Bai Zian with such momentum. He was a little stunned: "Yes."

 “Want to take the Jiangyi test?” Bai Qian took the classic with one hand, supported his chin with the other, and asked with squinted eyes.

 “…Think.” Jian Zhe said softly, “But…”

No one doesn't want to take the Jiangyi test, but it's not something you can take if you want. Even Jian Rong is looking for a way.

"You can take the exam if you want," Bai Qian opened the literary classic and flattened the pages with her fingertips. Facing the sunshine, she smiled softly, "Then you can be considered my junior brother."

Jian Zhe could tell, "You, you're not a scholar?"

 Liberal arts and science are different. Bai Zian has never learned how to teach humanities interpretation, but she remembers everything her teacher taught her, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts. Now everyone seems to have solidified their thinking. She is very good at science and is naturally good at science.

Bai Zian raised her eyebrows. She said slowly and calmly, with a rare arrogance and disdain in her tone, "Now, it is indeed academic."

 But her first teacher——

　　 is Liang Zewen.

 It's late again. The schedule may be a little messy these two days because of the outline. Please try to read it at noon, okay?

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