Jiang Mohan: Of course, he has always had a good vision, and he didn’t look at any of the elites from the Northern Qing Dynasty before the school that he hadn’t picked out and poached.
He is the clairvoyant and golden hoe in Shu!
But on the surface, he just smiled slightly and seemed not to be affected by anything, "Thank you, I will just take care of Song Zhizhi more in the future. She is too young and still needs everyone's help. So you guys go ahead and I'll take care of her first."
Go follow up on this matter!"
Although Zang Gu was happy, after something like this happened, he still had to care for his precious student Song Zhizhi. After knowing her for so long, this was the first time he had seen someone hurt like that.
And this time it was obviously Song Zhizhi who let things go. If it were more serious, it would not be handled so lightly. In addition to giving face to the school, it was most likely because he was too kind and wanted to let Li Xiuxiu go.
After all, it is pitiful that she has become like this and has nothing to do with her parents.
He went straight back to the office, and Song Zhizhi also hurriedly sent Grandma Song and Mother Meng away after taking medicine in the infirmary, and returned to her seat to start writing again for the Chinese character standard writing competition.
This class happened to be self-study, and it was about the practice test paper. She got perfect marks, and she was injured, so she pretended that the other teachers didn't see her doing anything.
This time, Song Zhizhi wrote another unexpected poem: In the cold autumn of independence, heading north to the Xiangjiang River, from the top of the Orange Island, I saw the mountains all red, the forests soaked in layers, the river full of green, hundreds of boats vying for the current, eagles striking the sky, soaring across the shallow bottom,
All kinds of frosty days compete for freedom!
It's not that I didn't dare to write "Guan Cang Hai", I just felt that it was too embarrassing.
She let her go, not only because she felt pity for meeting such a mother, but also for her own selfish reasons. The quarrel made her family tired for a long time, and the impact on the school was not good.
Although some principles make sense, human feelings must also be considered.
Half an hour later, new products came out again. Song Zhizhi packed them in spare envelopes. After waiting for a few minutes, get out of class was over. She got up and walked out quickly.
None of the students who wanted to care or inquire could find anyone.
Meng Qiuqiu had mixed emotions and was anxious, so she quickly followed him, "Zhizhi, don't walk so fast. Zhizhi, wait for me. Wherever you go, I'll go with you!"
His legs were longer and his steps were faster. He caught up with her as soon as he left the teaching building.
Walking beside Song Zhizhi as always, looking worried and trying to make her happy, "Zhizhi, what happened next? Did Li Xiuxiu admit her mistake? Can your injury just be healed by applying red potion? Is Grandma Song angry?"
The most important thing is whether his mother is angry and keeps saying to protect Zhizhi at home. Now Zhizhi is still injured like this. He won't be beaten up by a mixed couple when he goes back, right?
Song Zhizhi did not stop, but turned around and said, "Just wait for me downstairs. I will hand the things to Teacher Jiang and then come down and explain it to you in detail!"
After saying that, he ran away at a trot.
Meng Qiuqiu waited in place obediently, and then remembered that Xiao Junze would call him every weekend to ask about Song Zhizhi's situation. The thought of being criticized by a bunch of people made his head even bigger.
Within five minutes, Song Zhizhi came down. She walked over quickly and stood in front of Meng Qiuqiu. "Pull up your sleeves and let me take a look. I saw that you were bitten by Li Xiuxiu. You were pulled away in a hurry just now."
I didn’t have time to look at it, so pull it away quickly.”
"You, why are you so fierce?" Meng Qiuqiu suddenly became shy after receiving such concern. She was obviously a younger sister, but why did she feel like an older sister?
It feels really different to be suddenly protected.
Song Zhizhi:?!??
When did this guy become so pretentious?
"Hurry up! Didn't you call me sister Zhizhi? I am your sister now. Pull away quickly." Song Zhizhi became impatient and started to pull her. Meng Qiu Qiuxiao let her do whatever she wanted.
Pulling open the sleeves, a row of deep tooth marks still appeared in front of my eyes. There were broken skin in some places. Although there were not many, there was still a risk of tetanus.
She led Meng Qiuqiu to the infirmary for treatment. The doctor kept laughing while dealing with it, "Hahaha, boy, you are really... is that really your mother? I always thought that was Song Zhizhi's mother.
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This is the first time I saw someone forgetting his son and bringing someone else’s daughter. As a result, his son was brought over by someone else’s daughter to look at his wounds.
This kid is so pitiful, but he really wants to laugh hahaha!
Meng Qiuqiu:......
It hits the nail on the head, it’s really well said, I’d better stop saying it next time!
Song Zhizhi almost laughed, but she also felt that Meng's mother really ignored him too much, because he liked to be naughty and mischievous, so it made people think that he didn't need too much care.
Seeing that Meng Qiuqiu couldn't laugh, Song Zhizhi continued seriously, "Teacher, I don't have a mother, so his mother has been eager to be nice to me. She didn't see Meng Qiuqiu next to her just now, so she might have thought that Meng Qiuqiu didn't
Injured? You see Meng Qiuqiu is sad."
When these words came out, the teacher in the medical office was stunned.
He really didn't expect this to be the case. It was really a sin to offend two people with one sentence, "Ah, that's what the teacher said wrong. Meng Qiuqiu, don't mind. I was just joking. How can any mother not feel sorry for her child?"
Yes, really."
Meng Qiuqiu then shook his head and giggled. His mother had always been so careless and she had long been used to it. It was already great that Zhizhi cared about her, okay?
When he gets home in the evening, he must show off in front of his eldest brother and second brother. Hum, having fun makes people happy!
Mother Meng, who had come back, stood outside the door and smiled movedly. Her Zhizhi was such a sweetheart. She was so... so sensible. What she said was so good. Having her as a mentor and friend accompanying her son was really a blessing in life.
Great luck!
She went back and left silently. It was better to cook more delicious food and bring it to the Song family in the evening. Meng Qiuqiu liked to stay at the Song family the most, so it would be perfect to take him there to have a meal.
The afternoon class passed quickly. Because Song Zhizhi was injured, her classmates took the initiative to exempt her from the task of doing hygiene, so she and Meng Qiuqiu walked out of the school directly.
In addition to the eldest brother and the second brother, Mother Meng was also waiting outside the door. She also held two bunches of candied haws in her hands, and she quickly stuffed a bunch into each hand.
Then he held one by the other and began to chatter, "Zhizhi, does the wound still hurt now? Auntie bought a lot of delicious food and brought it to your house. Let's have a good meal to replenish it tonight!"
After saying that, he pretended to look at Meng Qiuqiu casually, and his tone was particularly gentle, "Son, are you happy?"
Meng Qiuqiu glanced at Mother Meng in confusion, "Happy!"
What's wrong with his mother's voice? Isn't this pretentious the prelude before the storm, or... she didn't protect Song Zhizhi well, she was going to poison him with candied haws on a stick?!