Seeing Mo Xiaodie wearing home clothes, she said nervously: "Aunt Xiaodie, come in and sit down!"
Mo Xiaodie gave her a friendly look. The seventeen-year-old Han Xiangzhu was only slightly lower than Ranran and the others. At this time, he was wearing pajamas with his hair hanging messily behind him.
However, Han Xiangzhu still looks delicate and charming like this, and his whole body exudes a very special bookish atmosphere.
If things are really what she thought, then her son's vision is really good!
When Han Xiangzhu saw Mo Xiaodie staring at her without saying a word, she felt a little nervous: "Aunt Xiaodie, are you okay?"
Only then did Mo Xiaodie come back to her senses and followed her into the room: "Nothing's wrong! I haven't been here for a long time. I ate a bit too much today. I wanted to come up and get some fresh air. Are you doing your homework?"
"Yes, I am doing my math homework!" Han Xiangzhu answered honestly.
"Oh, math! When I was in school, math was my biggest headache. It wasn't because I wasn't good at it, it was because our math teacher was so annoying. She always called us the dumbest students she had ever taught.
Moreover, he always likes to punish us to stand outside in the corridor!" As she spoke, Mo Xiaodie sat down on the simple sofa below the attic.
Han Xiangzhu quickly poured her a cup of tea and placed it respectfully on the small coffee table: "Aunt Xiaodie, please drink tea!"
Mo Xiaodie looked up at her and found that she seemed a little nervous, so she smiled: "Xiangzhu, Aunt Xiaodie has watched you grow up, and we have never sat together and talked! Come, sit down and let us
Let’s have a nice chat!”
Han Xiangzhu was stunned for a moment, and then sat down on a chair nearby: "Aunt Xiaodie, just say whatever you have to say!"
Seeing her cute look like a good baby listening to instructions, Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but chuckle: "Xiangzhu, you are such a cute kid. By the way, how is your math? Do you have a hard time studying? I
It seems that your mother said that your math is not very good."
Han Xiangzhu lowered his head, his voice a little helpless: "My math is not very good, always hovering around ninety percent. Our math teacher doesn't curse very much, and he doesn't make people stand. But, for some reason, his voice has a strong
Hypnotic. I want to sleep as soon as I hear his voice."
Mo Xiaodie leaned towards her and held her hand: "Don't worry, your brothers are all good in math, especially Zixun, he is now in the same school as you. He has time.
Now, you can ask him to give you some math tutoring."
Han Xiangzhu said with a simple face: "Brother Zixun, he has been using his free time in the afternoon to help me with math tutoring!"
"Really? That's not bad! He looks like a big brother!" Mo Xiaodie raised her eyebrows, still smiling.
"Yes, brother Zixun is very kind. He has taken good care of Xiangzhu since he was a child." Han Xiangzhu said with his head lowered.
"That's what it should be. You grew up together, and you are like brothers and sisters. By the way, Xiangzhu, what's going on with Su Shiyu's cleaning? Isn't there a cleaning staff responsible for cleaning the toilets in the girls' dormitory in your school?"
Mo Xiaodie seemed to ask casually.
Han Xiangzhu, a simple high school student, had so many thoughts in his heart, so he quickly told Mo Xiaodie the whole story.
After Mo Xiaodie heard this, she laughed out loud: "So, Zixun's charm is quite big. Just as soon as school started, two girls started fighting for him!"
This time Han Xiangzhu realized that he seemed to have said too much, and looked embarrassed: "Aunt Xiaodie, you must not ask Brother Zixun these things, otherwise he will hate me to death."
Mo Xiaodie smiled and patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, Auntie won't tell anyone."
At this moment, Han Xiangzhu's phone rang in the attic.
"If there's a call, you should answer it quickly! I'm going downstairs to rest too. Don't study too late and go to bed early!" Mo Xiaodie still had a kind smile on her face.
"Okay, Aunt Xiaodie, please slow down when you go downstairs!" After saying that, she turned around and ran up to the attic to answer the phone.
She was startled when she saw the name displayed on it. She took her phone and looked down. Mo Xiaodie had just walked to the door and was about to open the door!
Then she lowered her voice and answered the phone: "Brother Zixun, are you okay?"