Xiang Zhihan soon discovered that his guess was only half correct. Jiang Buwan did go to class, but not in the classroom. Instead, he lay outside the window and read the words on the podium through the window.
She didn't have any books, but she still quietly read with the students in the private school.
Xiang Zhihan squatted on the ground and raised his head to look at Jiang Buwan's serious face. Even though his three meals a day were a problem, he still refused to let go of any opportunity to study.
He was a little sad. When he first fell in love with Jiang Buwan, she was lying quietly in the grass. She was gorgeously dressed and had a graceful face. She seemed to be the best woman in the world.
After she woke up, she had a sweet and intelligent temperament. She always acted coquettishly and coquettishly towards him. She always liked to tease him and make him blush, but she was polite and generous to outsiders. He always thought that she must be a spoiled woman from a wealthy family. Every frown and every smile is like bright spring light, and every gesture is elegant and agile.
He had never thought that Jiang Buwan's childhood would have been so difficult.
He stretched out his pink fleshy claws and lightly covered Jiang Buwan's calf. How much blood and tears did you pay to become the Jiang Buwan he later knew?
He hated himself for not having been born a few years earlier and why he hadn't met her sooner.
Although Jiang Buwan has been studying with the students outside the window, she studies more seriously than the students inside.
After everyone left, Jiang Buwan found a tree branch alone and started squatting on the ground to write the article she studied in class today.
Xiang Zhihan looked down and saw that her handwriting at this time was different from her later elegant and smart handwriting. Her handwriting was a little skewed. Although the strokes were written very neatly, every word was slanted.
Xiang Zhihan originally thought that Jiang Buwan was too young to write correctly.
But when he looked at the words on the ground, he suddenly thought that she was looking at the blackboard on the podium from the window outside the classroom. The words on the blackboard were all slanted in his eyes. .
What she looked at was slanted, so naturally the words she wrote were also slanted.
Jiang Buwan was squatting under a tree and writing as the children in the school went home one after another.
"Little girl, can you... raise your head so I can see?"
Xiang Zhihan was the first to look up. In front of him was a woman with delicate features. Her whole body was clean and tidy, but he could smell the fishy smell of her body.
His eyes were wary, fearing that this person would be harmful to Jiang Buwan.
If Jiang Buwan still looked dirty, others would think she was a brat, but after she washed her face, she revealed a delicate little face. At first glance, she looked like a woman, and she was also a beauty.
He knew that some places would specifically collect underage girls, train them, and force them to pick up customers when they grow up.
After Jiang Buwan finished writing the words she wrote, Fang raised his head and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, after seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the dead branch in her hand fell instantly.
She took a few steps forward, somewhat disbelieving.
She remembered her aunt. When her aunt was not married, her aunt would often hold her and sing to her.
"Aunt?" Jiang Buwan's voice was a little trembling, for fear that the person in front of him was just a phantom.
The woman's eyes were also wet, "Wanwan?! Is it really you?! Why are you here? Why are you still like this? Where are my brother and sister-in-law? Why are they not with you?"
No matter how strong Jiang Buwan was, she still couldn't help crying when she met her relatives.
She stepped forward and hugged her aunt's legs and cried loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in the past two years.
She cried and said, "My parents are dead and I am the only one left in the family. They asked me to come to Mingdu to find my aunt."
"Auntie, I have been looking for you for a long time. I thought I would never see you again."
"Dead? How could it be?" The woman trembled and couldn't believe it. How could her brother and sister-in-law die when they were in their prime?
But when she saw Jiang Buwan crying so sadly, she didn't dare to ask her for fear of provoking her sadness again.
He just suppressed his sadness and softly comforted Jiang Buwan, "Wanwan, don't be afraid, your aunt is here, and she will stay with you from now on."
"Mom, who is she?"
Hearing this, Jiang Buwan let go of his aunt and looked at the little boy who was speaking. The little boy was a head taller than her. His body was white and tender, and he looked like a child who had been carefully raised.
Is he his aunt's son? How could it be so big?
My aunt has only been married for four years, so how could she give birth to a son older than her?
"Ji'er, she is your cousin and mother's niece."
"Cousin?" The boy looked at Jiang Buwan curiously. After looking at Jiang Buwan's tattered clothes, his face looked a little disgusted and said, "I don't have such a dirty cousin."
"Ji'er!"
Although the boy still didn't like Jiang Buwan, he still kept his mouth shut and didn't dare to say anything more because of the woman.
"Ji'er, Wanwan will be your sister from now on, you have to protect her, do you hear me?"
Xu Ji: "I understand, mother."
Jiang Buwan didn't understand why Xu Ji called her "girl", but her years of begging made her very discerning, so she didn't ask in front of Xu Ji.
"Auntie, if I suddenly go back with you, my uncle won't welcome me..."
She was worried that if she followed her aunt back rashly, she would cause trouble to her aunt.
But she saw a smile on her aunt's face that she couldn't understand, but she could feel the sweetness and joy from her aunt.
The aunt stretched out her warm big hand to caress his head, and said with a smile, "Your uncle is very nice. He knew you were coming, so it's not too late to be happy."
Is this really the case? She knew that she was very unpopular at her age, and everyone thought she was a useless drag.
"Let's go home with aunt."
Seeing this, Xiang Zhihan followed Jiang Buwan step by step. Jiang Buwan looked back at Xiaobai on the ground. It was already very difficult for her to move into her aunt's house alone.
My aunt saw her hesitation and followed her gaze to look at the kitten that had been following Jiang Buwan.
"Wanwan, is this your cat?"
Jiang Buwan nodded, "Auntie, can I take her with me? Xiaobai is very well-behaved and smart, and she can also make money."
The aunt didn't believe that a cat could make much money, but she could see how much Jiang Buwan cared about the cat.
She smiled and said, "Of course you can bring it with you. Our house is having a rat problem recently, and we are worried about where to find a cat."
"Really? Auntie." Jiang Buwan's eyes lit up. She picked up Xiaobai and said happily, "Xiaobai will definitely help auntie catch the annoying mouse."
mouse? Xu Ji glanced at Jiang Xin curiously. When did their family have a rat attack? Why hasn't he heard his parents mention it?
"Well, it looks like a good cat for catching mice."
Xiang Zhihan:. . . Can I not catch this mouse?
He never thought that even if he turned into a cat, he would have to catch mice one day.
(End of chapter)
