Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 200

Xu Wenyao has seen Bai Qian's words.

 It is neat and stylish without losing its own style. It looks good.

 “Yes, I remember it too.” Xu En also nodded.

 Old Mrs. Xu finally looked at Ji Mulan in surprise this time, thinking about something in her mind: "What kind of font did she learn?"

Ji Mulan smiled a little awkwardly. Bai Qian had never seriously studied calligraphy, "No, it's Jianghu style."

Ji Mulan himself has never seen Guange style.

Janghu body?

Mrs. Xu didn't know much about her, but she also knew that she wasn't very popular. She lost interest and turned to look at Xu Zhiyue sitting next to her: "Yueyue, eat more, the college entrance examination is coming soon, don't be too stressed, give it to us If the Xu family strives for success, it would be even better if it can be seen by my family."

“Old lady, Miss Zhiyue came second in the monthly exam this time.” Butler Xu praised from the side.

Ji Mulan also looked at Zhiyue gently and somewhat proudly, "Yueyue's grades have always been good."

 The second place in the country is also the second place.

Ji Mulan couldn't help but think, if Xu Zhiyue were her daughter, would Bai Qiming still treat them like this?

Mrs. Xu was naturally very satisfied with Xu Zhiyue, "I remember A'yan is also a senior in high school. Is she okay?"

Ji Mulan was stunned. She had not contacted Bai Zian since he left Jiangjing.

It was Xu Wenyao next to him who spoke up, "A's study is very stable now."

He just asked Bai Zian in the evening. Senior high school students were under great pressure. At that time, Xu Wenyao had a classmate who suffered from depression, so he was always concerned about the study status of Bai Zian and Xu Zhiyue.

Both of them are pretty good.

 “That's good.” Mrs. Xu nodded and didn't mention it further.

She was asking politely and was not curious about Bai Qian's grades. Anyway, they were not as high as Xu Zhiyue's.

 After eating.

 Old Mrs. Xu took the beads to the Buddhist temple to wish Xu Zhiyue a smooth college entrance examination.

 Xu Zhiyue has been like this every day since she was in her third year of high school. Xu Zhiyue is also the hope of the new generation of the Xu family.

Next to her, Butler Xu handed her a stick of incense, "Don't worry, Miss Zhiyue has ranked second in the joint entrance exams these times. This year's second place will definitely be Miss Zhiyue. Maybe the old man over there will meet Miss Zhiyue." .”

"Blessed by our ancestors," Mrs. Xu quickly bowed three times, "I must let Zhiyue take the exam well."

 Outside the house, Ji Mulan and Xu En went back.

 Although the two reconciled with the old lady, they did not live in the old house.

Xu En didn't drink today. He sat in the driver's seat and said, "Ah's also going to take the college entrance examination. I want to go back to see her in two months. It may not be practical to take the exam. Do you want to go back with me?"

 June.

Ji Mulan subconsciously covered her belly. She fastened her seat belt and raised her head, "My dad is here, and the doctor said my fetal air is unstable."

 The baby is young and the mother is of advanced age.

Xiangcheng is too far away. After taking the plane, we have to drive for several hours. The roads in Xiangcheng are not easy to travel.

If Bai Qian had been so caring and kind to Xu Zhiyue, she might still go back, but...

Ji Mulan didn't want to take the risk of returning to Xiangcheng. She didn't want to respond to this matter and changed the subject, "The family you just mentioned is..."

"You know there are people in Jiangjing," Xu En drove the car out of the gate, "Master Chen is from the Chen family. You have studied history, and you should know about the Chen family."

"Descendants of General Chen Ye?" Ji Mulan was horrified.

"Well," Xu En nodded, his eyes were extremely deep, "And our Xu family is on par with the Chen family, and the clan is so huge that it's unimaginable. We used to be considered a branch of theirs, but we have separated from the clan and want to rejoin the clan. It's hard to go back.”

　　 Xu En sighed.

Ji Mulan looked at the road ahead, and Xu En described a world to her that she had never been exposed to before.

 Xu family, Chen family…

 The next day.

When Bai Qian arrived at the Xingyi Martial Arts Hall in the evening, a group of boys and girls were queuing up at the door. They were all students who would take the art exam next year and had come to register this year.

She took her schoolbag and walked through the corridor to the back.

 There was a big wooden barrel in the yard behind, and Jin Kai was throwing medicinal materials into it.

Xu He stood beside him. Today he was not as cold and aloof as yesterday, but rather a little embarrassed.

 Seeing Bai Qian, both of them looked towards her, "Miss Bai."

Bai Qian put down her schoolbag and played with a white square scarf in her hand. She stood in front of the barrel and asked casually, "Why are you willing to come to Xiangcheng?"

Logically speaking, Xiangcheng is so remote that no one from Beicheng would want to come here.

 Xu He has never told lies, "I was seriously injured and the root of my illness was discovered, so my dad asked me to come over...and I don't want to stay in the Xu family either. Don't worry, Miss Bai, I will never have second thoughts."

 His voice is bitter.

　　He was also very high-spirited in the Xu family before, and his relatives all felt that he could stand out and get in front of Mr. Xu and become the right-hand man of the next head of the family.

After he died of his injury, his father no longer valued him.

  To their family, he was just a dispensable abandoned son.

Bai Qian flattened the handkerchief in her hand. She turned her head and looked at Xu He: "Do you want to treat it?"

 Want to be cured?

 Xu He was stunned.

It's not that he didn't think about treating the disease a few years ago, but he had been to all the major hospitals in Jiangjing, took many films, and drew a lot of blood. The doctor only prescribed blood-tonifying and qi-enhancing medicine for him to treat.

His father initially found various famous doctors for him, but they all said that this was the only way, and that the root cause of the disease could only be treated slowly.

Xu He himself was disheartened and realized that there was really no way to cure the root cause of his illness.

"I..." Xu He looked at Bai Qian, his throat a little tight, "Miss Bai, can it be cured?"

“Yes, but it will take time.” Bai Qian could see last night that his steps were sluggish, his lung energy was weak, and his heart energy was insufficient.

This is a common disease that veteran soldiers in the military camp often leave behind, and she is very familiar with it.      She had a background in military medicine.

The girl in front of her was too young. She was wearing a plain school uniform and holding a silver needle in her hand. When she looked over, her calm eyes were inexplicably convincing.

Xu He clenched his fists: "Miss Bai, I'm not afraid of waiting. I can afford to wait for ten years."

Bai Zian was silent, "It won't take that long."

 She pointed to the stone bench next to her and asked him to sit down, "I'll do a consultation first."

 Xu He put his hands flat on the stone table.

Bai Qian stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, lowered her eyes and thought deeply.

Xu He kept looking at her expression nervously.

Five minutes later, Bai Zian took back his hand and said, "It's pretty much what I expected. Combined with medicinal bath and acupuncture, it will heal faster. I'll give you an injection first."

She casually pulled up the cuffs of her school uniform a few times, and a few strands of thin bangs fell on her forehead, showing a bit of laziness. She held the needle with her slender fingers.

 Find the Chongxian acupoint in his body.

She dropped one needle at a time, and the last needle landed at Zusi Ma point, which replenishes earth and generates metal. Traditional Chinese medicine must rely on this foundation to treat diseases.

"How is it?" Bai Zian took a step back and looked at him.

Xu He opened his eyes, "I don't seem to feel anything."

 “Hmm.” Bai Zian looked away slowly, as long as he could still speak.

 Not paralyzed.

Outside.

Lu Xiaohan was outside taking pictures of the local customs. When Bai Qian came over, she had just put away the camera and said, "Are you okay?"

 She walked towards Bai Zian with the camera in hand.

"Not yet." Bai Zian remembered that there were a bunch of express stations at the street corner for travelers to send specialties home. "I'm looking for a express station."

"You want to send express delivery?" Lu Xiaohan said hello to Grandpa Tao at the corner of the street, then grabbed Bai Qian's sleeve and led her forward, "Here, which company do you want to send?"

There are all kinds of express delivery stations here.

Bai Zian followed Lu Xiaohan and tilted his head, "Which express delivery is the cheapest?"

"Postal service," Lu Xiaohan took her to the end. The two of them passed by a bunch of express stations such as SF Express and Zhongtong, and finally stopped in front of the green postal express. "It's the cheapest."

 The postal service is the smallest, with several couriers in it.

Seeing someone coming, the woman inside put down the package in her hand and took two steps forward. Her eyes fell on Bai Zian, "Are you going to send a courier?"

"Yes." Bai Zian took out his schoolbag and took out a gold-red invitation, "That's it."

 The woman took it and looked at it. It was an invitation letter.

She didn't pay attention, so she bent down and scratched around on the ground, and found a box that wasn't too bad. "Beauty, can I use this to send it to you?"

　　　Bai Qian did not choose, "Okay."

The other party took the form and asked Bai Zian to fill it out.

 The express delivery note was written very neatly by Bai Zian, fearing that others could not see it clearly. After writing it, he handed it to the other party.

The woman took it and took a look. She was stunned by the hand. She couldn't help but raise her head to take another look at Bai Qian, and then noticed the address: "Is this sent to...Jiangjing?"

"Yes." Bai Qian nodded. Xu Nanjing said that he would not come back this time.

The woman didn't ask any more about other people's privacy, and packed it up quickly. For fear of damaging the invitation, she also carefully wrapped a layer of plastic film inside, “9 yuan.”

Bai Zian scanned the code neatly.

Lu Xiaohan watched the woman pack the goods. When Bai Zian finished paying and went out, she hesitated and asked Bai Zian: "Why does the one I just sent look like something good people use to play table tennis?"

 Lu Xiaohan remembered it deeply when Zhang Shize passed on Bai Qian's invitation.

The wind was blowing, and there was a slight chill. Bai Qian played with her mobile phone and said in a lazy tone, "It's almost the same."

"Five hundred thousand?" Lu Xiaohan's voice changed a little, and his whole person was a little messy: "You just sent it out so casually?"

 There is no insurance price either?

Bai Qian: “…”

There is also a possibility that it is two million.

 Lu Xiaohan turned around and went back to the express store.

Bai Xian's cell phone rang. She looked down and saw that it was Wang Xin's call.

  Pick up.

Wang Xin called to thank Bai Qian, "Ms. Bai, thank you for this time. I am going to bring Yan Lu into the group. This time I have to sign a confidentiality agreement and I cannot contact you often."

Yan Lu has been very popular these days. Wang Xin had already found several high-quality scripts for her before Dayong was broadcast.

Bai Zian listened and looked at Lu Xiaohan. She thought that Lu Xiaohan would return the express delivery.

 Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaohan's remedy for this is—

 Wrap it twice more with film.

Bai Zian looked away in silence, turned to the door, looked at the busy traffic outside, and said in a casual voice: "Okay, I will give the last song to Dean Jian tomorrow. There will be no new songs in the short term."

Wang Xin was stunned for a moment, "You are..."

The streetlight next to him turned on. Bai Qian stretched out his hand to grab the light that leaked out, and said lazily: "I want to retreat to prepare for the college entrance examination."

 Yes, Bai Qian is also a senior in high school.

Wang Xin remembered the hotly searched No. 14. Netizens deified Ning Xiao, one of the fourteenth in the national rankings.

 But she remembered very clearly that NO.14 was Ning Xiao's account, and Ning Xiao—

 At that time, I was asking Bai Zian a question!

 See you guys tomorrow~

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