Until she got closer and closer, Qian Zhenghao's uncle suddenly remembered something and felt on pins and needles.
He tried his best to tell himself that there is no resurrection after death, but when he caught a glimpse of the peacock brooch on her chest, he straightened up suddenly!
Six years ago, he was lucky enough to attend the charity gala held by the mayor's wife.
I remember that at that time, the daughter of the mayor’s wife auctioned the peacock brooch she designed to Li Jingchen’s wife.
At the end of the party, the mayor's wife took Mrs. Li Jingchen's hand and announced that she would be his goddaughter. This was what he saw and heard with his own eyes!
I heard that the mayor's wife organized the funeral for Li Jingchen's wife back then, which shows how much she cared about her goddaughter!
People can be fake, so are peacock brooches fake?
You must know that Zhou Mo only designed two peacock brooches from beginning to end, one for herself and one for the deceased Mrs. Li Jingchen!
"That's it." At this time, Lu Wanwan had already learned the detailed process from the Chinese teacher, including the matter of An An kicking out one of Qian Zhenghao's teeth.
Thinking that a child's body is more precious than a report card, Lu Wanwan put aside the matter of An An's "cheating" for the time being, and lowered his eyes to the round-waisted little guy in front of him: "Kid, I heard that my An An kicked one of your balls off.
Teeth? Can you open your mouth and let Auntie take a look?"
As a result, as soon as Lu Wanwan stretched out his hand, Qian Zhenghao opened it: "Don't touch me!"
"You dare to hit my mommy!" An An immediately pounced on him like a little leopard, pushed Qian Zhenghao to the ground, sat on him and shouted: "Believe it or not, I will beat you all over the floor.
Looking for teeth!"
Qian Zhenghao was so frightened by the violence in his eyes that he shivered, but now he had someone to support him: "Uncle! Teacher! Look! Fu Huaian is a violent maniac! He also wants to hit me!!!"
Seeing this, the Chinese teacher quickly said to Lu Wanwan: "It's over, it's over! Mother Huai'an, please pull away from your son quickly, otherwise Qian Zhenghao's uncle will not let you go so easily! He is the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!"
Lu Wanwan stretched out his hand in front of An An and said softly: "An An, look, mommy's hand is fine."
An An turned his head and glanced, and said angrily: "It's already red!"
Lu Wanwan coaxed him: "How about you come over and help mommy purr?"
An An then glared at Qian Zhenghao, got off him, returned to Lu Wanwan, held up her hand and exclaimed: "Fly away in pain~"
Qian Zhenghao looked at his uncle, but who would have thought that his uncle was actually in a daze?
After the Chinese teacher helped Qian Zhenghao up, he lowered his head and said, "Director Qian, I'm sorry, it was me who didn't think well of Fu Huaian, so I let him knock Qian Zhenghao down. Fortunately, Qian Zhenghao is fine."
"Is nothing wrong? It's obviously very painful for me to fall!" Qian Zhenghao shouted loudly.
The Chinese teacher couldn't help but sigh. Just when she thought Qian Zhenghao's uncle would take the opportunity to get angry and forcefully ask Fu Huai'an and his son to apologize, she didn't expect that after he coughed, he said kindly: "It's okay, the two children are making trouble.
When playing, stumbling is always inevitable.”
Chinese teacher:???
After Qian Zhenghao passed away from dementia, he said loudly: "Uncle! You clearly said you would give it to me..."
"What did I say!" Qian Zhenghao's uncle suddenly interrupted his nephew's words and said with an upright expression: "If you hadn't hit Mr. Fu's mother's hand first, would he have pounced on you?"
Qian Zhenghao was at a loss and said: "No, uncle, it was him first..."
Qian Zhenghao's uncle yanked the test paper from the Chinese teacher's hand. After reading it, he continued to lecture his nephew: "And look at the papers you two have written. How neatly did Mr. Fu do it and how high his score was? How about you?"
?You haven’t even finished writing the essay, and people are copying your answers? Bah!”