Chapter 363 Inter-provincial examinations settled in Kyoto? Choice!
Song Zhizhi suppressed a smile: You are, you are, you are grinning almost to the back of your ears, and you said you don’t want to hear it.
She cleared her throat and pretended to start blowing rainbow farts. Jiang Mohan was also ready. Song Zhizhi smiled evilly and said, "Ahem..." After a short silence.
"Mama Xiao and Teacher Jiang both said that he doesn't like to flatter me anymore. He will definitely be unhappy if I flatter him, right? So I'd better not say anything. Although they are all sincere words, they don't count as flattery."
Before Jiang Mohan could retract his open mouth, the top of his head said:???
After waiting for a long time, this is it?
"Forget it, let's not tell the truth. If I say it to Teacher Jiang, I feel like I'm flattering him. Teacher Jiang must be an upright and upright person. How can I like this, Teacher Jiang, right?"
Song Zhizhi continued to add, and looked at Jiang Mohan in the rearview mirror with sincerity.
Jiang Mohan was helpless. How could he not be righteous?
Can he not be upright? No!
"Yes, it's classmate Zhizhi who understands me, haha!" Jiang Mohan was forced to agree. He couldn't laugh or cry. He could see that Song Zhizhi was deliberately amusing and he cooperated.
Grandma Song gently patted Song Zhizhi's thigh and looked at her to tell her to stop messing around. Song Zhizhi was still laughing, and Jiang Mohan also laughed.
Mother Xiao was in a much better mood and she was smiling before getting off the bus.
After she left, the car went straight to the expressway to leave the main city and return to the county. After a long journey of more than four hours, she finally arrived at the exit of the lower county expressway.
The three people who were originally in a weak mental state also became energetic.
After driving for another hour, they finally stopped at the entrance of Jinmengjiayuan Community. After stretching her limbs, Grandma Song got out of the car and went to the trunk to get her bag. Song Zhizhi jumped out of the car and closed the door with her short legs fluttering.
Jiang Mohan also got out of the car, "Song Zhizhi, Grandma Song, tomorrow is Tuesday. Song Zhizhi will have a day off and then go back to school on Wednesday. She is too tired. She is still young and has worked too much. Take a good rest. I will talk to the teacher."
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This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, even if Song Zhizhi doesn't go to school, there won't be any problem with her grades.
For them, the only thing that can help Song Zhizhi is to supervise her safety and health, which is more important than anything else.
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Jiang. I think so too. Teacher, please walk slowly!" Grandma Song quickly agreed, smiling happily.
Song Zhizhi had no objection. After watching Jiang Mohan drive away, she and Grandma Song walked into the community together.
There were stalls selling vegetables at the entrance of the community. Grandma Song walked to a few stalls and bought a handful of cabbage sum, a handful of green onions and tomatoes, and then she dragged Song Zhizhi in.
It's already 4:30 in the afternoon. I need to go home to take a rest and make dinner just as others are getting home from school. Going out to buy groceries in the middle is a waste of time.
The fifth building is less than 200 meters away from the entrance of the community. At 4:35, we arrived at the door of the house. At 4:40, everything was put away. At 5:00, the grandfather and grandson took a quick shower, washed and dried their hair.
At half past five, Song Zhizhi sat down on the sofa while Grandma Song steamed the rice.
Then he quickly cut the tomatoes into cubes and put them on the plate. Song Zhizhi picked the cabbage hearts, washed them and drained them. He took out the two-pound package of medium-rare, lean and medium-fat pork belly from the refrigerator, cut it into large pieces, and blanched it.
The spice packs were all prepared, and the oil was added to the hot pot, and the sugar was stir-fried... The aroma began to seduce the gluttons, and Song Zhizhi came in to look at the scene in the pot and swallowed her saliva.
At 6:20, the braised pork is out of the pot, garnished with chopped green onions, a plate of green cabbage, and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The bright colors on the plate will whet your appetite.
Song Zhizhi put the dishes on the table, and Song Lao Er and Song Lao Er happened to come back. She was forced to hug her five times before she was let go. The family of four ate extremely sweetly.
After the meal, Mr. Song washes the dishes and Mr. Song washes the pots. The distribution is harmonious.
Song Zhizhi went back to the room and stood against the wall to eat. The charging cell phone rang a different ringtone than usual. It was the exclusive ringtone specially set by Song Zhizhi for Mr. Tu.
Hearing this voice, she unconsciously put a smile on her face. She answered the call and said in a sweet and sweet voice, "Master!"
"You know that I am your master, but you haven't called me once in half a month to report on the practice. Song Zhizhi, should I be punished?" Mr. Tu's voice was a little deep and stuck, sounding stern and angry, but also pretending.
But Song Zhizhi just thought he was pretending, "Hey, hey, teacher, didn't I forget? I promise that I will call you every week to greet you."
In fact, it is mainly because more than ten years later, with the rise of various chat software, making phone calls is not a popular communication method, and for some young people, making phone calls is an uncomfortable thing.
Of course, she was one of those young people, and because she was busy, she deliberately avoided it. Thinking about it, she really didn't respect the teacher enough.
Seeing her sincere attitude, Mr. Tu relaxed. "Okay, okay, depending on your behavior, I called you specifically because I have another thing to say."
Song Zhizhi hummed and listened attentively, and Mr. Tu continued.
"Before you talked about your dream, although you skipped grades quickly, the teachers there are too weak. According to me, your family has already come here to develop, so you might as well come over. This place is always stronger.
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Going to study in Kyoto?
"Teacher, but I don't have a Kyoto registered residence, so I can't study!" So she thought about passing the college entrance examination, which was just this one chance.
"I've asked you about this. There are relevant policies. The Kyoto city division investment plan was launched in 1995, and this year it expanded to 33 small towns and 14 satellite cities in Kyoto.
"As long as foreigners invest 500,000 yuan in cash in designated small towns, buy a house with more than two bedrooms in a designated community and pay a construction fund, they can apply for a household registration for up to four members of a family. This is an opportunity."
After Tu Lao finished speaking, he sighed.
"And you have forgotten that your master, senior sisters and brothers have all settled in Kyoto. Don't you want to ask everyone for help? You are still so polite. If you want, your household registration can be in my name. Let me tell you this, your family
Aren’t there several brothers who are also studying?”
At this point, Tu Lao said no more.
This reminder is obvious enough.
Song Zhizhi suddenly realized that her vision was still a bit narrow and she had not thought of this.
"I understand, teacher, I will discuss it with my family. I am willing to come to Kyoto to study!" Song Zhizhi answered readily. She misses her family, but her ideal requires realistic choices to realize.
Never hesitate when it’s time to be decisive.
As for the future, there is always a chance to move back.
"Okay, no more nonsense then. I'm busy too. You can figure it out yourself and text me back!" Tu Lao was also anxious and hung up the phone after saying this.
Song Zhizhi turned off her phone and started thinking about it in her head.
As soon as she turned her head, Grandma Song looked at her from the door, her expression a little uneasy, "Is it your master? What did you say?"