Play Nice

Chapter 94: 094: If you see it, you will be responsible

Chapter 94 094: If you see it, you will be responsible (two more)

Grandma Hong came out of the kitchen at this time and saw Jing recalled: "Xiao Zhao, the door of the well house is broken, you can fix it later."

He was half a beat before responding, "Yeah."

Shang Lingling is wearing Grandma Hong's knitted cardigan and floral trousers, brick red with navy blue florals, and bright red rubber slippers on her feet. It is reasonable to say that she should be a villager, but the little girl is just the age of cardamom, and she is generous. Beautiful, the old style also made her look lively.

Her own clothes were wet, and Grandma Hong said that it was hot and dry, and it would dry after a while.

Where did Shang Lingling wash the clothes, they passed the water casually, and hung them on the ropes in the yard.

There is a table made of stone in the yard, Xiaopeng is lying on it with his butt pouted, and Jing Zhao is teaching him his homework.

Wang Cai was lying beside the stone table, and occasionally barked at the business leader. Grandma Hong stomped her feet, and she was honest again.

"Small business."

Xiaoshang sat cautiously next to the rope drying his clothes: "Well."

Grandma Hong picked soybean sprouts: "Where do you think your home is from?"

Grandma Hong is almost seventy years old, and her memory is not very good, because she is sick and thin.

The old man was behind his ears, and the business leader replied loudly: "In the imperial capital."

"That's very far. Are you here to visit relatives?"

She said no: "I heard from friends that the scenery here is very good, come and paint."

Her tools were all packed in a bag under the eaves next to the well house.She studied painting for two years.

Grandma Hong is a kind-hearted old man, smiling with kindness and kind eyes: "It's similar to my family's Xiaozhao, and he often goes out to take pictures."

Shang Lingling peeked over, Jing Zhao was teaching the children to count, he seemed a little distracted, and the children asked him twice if it was equal to eleven.

After the heavy rain, the blue sky was like washing, and the day was almost over. The sun actually rushed out of the clouds with its tail, and stubbornly sprinkled a few strands of orange-red glow.

Under the sunset, the girl's skirt swayed gently on the ropes.No one noticed that a faint red glow secretly smeared on the boy's ears.

Shang Lingling moved the chair over and helped Grandma Hong pick soybean sprouts.

"Are you also a college student?"

"No, I'm a senior in high school."

"Isn't that the college entrance examination in a few months?"

Grandma Hong didn't read much, but there were several college students in the village, and she knew that the college entrance examination was going to be held in June.

The daughter of the third family in the village head Jing also took the college entrance examination this year. The whole family was nervous and supplemented with food and drink every day, for fear that the child’s nutrition could not keep up.

Shang Ling took back the old man's words: "I don't need the college entrance examination, I have already recommended it."

She and Shang Qingdong both recommended the Imperial Capital University, and Fang Luming's mother was donating buildings everywhere.

Grandma Hong especially likes well-studied children, and the eyes of Shang Lingling are more and more loving.

"Xiaopeng, hurry up and study hard, and walk like my sister in the future."

Xiaopeng promised grandma: "Ah... oh."

"This calculation is wrong." Jing Zhao is not suitable to be a teacher, and he is not strict at all, "How can four times five be 21?"

Xiaopeng opened his small eyes and looked at Teacher Jing Zhao innocently: "22?"

"..."

Grandma Hong thought to herself, it's okay to walk.

The sun came out for a while after the rain, and then slowly set. The sky was about to get dark. Grandma Hong asked the little girl how to get back. She said that the driver at home would come to pick her up and she should be on the way.

The driver came slowly, and the kind-hearted grandma Hong left the little girl for dinner, which included tofu fish soup and braised fish nuggets.

Grandma Hong and the business leader were all talking at the dinner table, and they were talking about everyday things. When asked what she did at home, whether she had any brothers or sisters, she answered patiently one by one.

Jing Zhao never said a word to her from beginning to end, nor did he make eye contact.

His table manners are very good, and the business leader thinks that he may have taken an etiquette class.He is not Grandma Hong's grandson. Not long after he came to Jingjia Village, Grandma Hong said to the outside world that he was a relative's child, but Grandma Hong didn't say who it was, and Shang Lingling didn't find out.

After dinner, Jing Zhao went to wash the dishes.

The driver finally arrived, parked outside the yard, and brought supplements and a fruit basket.

Shang Lingling gave the thank-you gift to Grandma Hong, and then went to the yard to collect the clothes.

There is a water pipe outside the well house, where the clothes and dishes are washed. A wire is pulled in the yard, and a light bulb with a low wattage is installed.

She walked up to him: "do you remember me?"

"Well." He lowered his head and washed the dishes, "Hou Zaozhuang."

In the gloomy night, the girl had no princess dress, no ruby, and was wearing ill-fitting floral pants, and her hair was messed up by the wind. Even so, she was not overshadowed. If you had to use a flower to describe her, it would be the most appropriate. The one should be the blue enchantress, proud, flamboyant, with a kind of innate nobility.

She introduced herself formally: "My name is Shang Lingling."

He replied: "Jing Zhao."

"Have you seen it all?"

Unable to hold the bowl with the dishwashing liquid in it, it slipped out of Jing Zhao's hand and fell into the water with a thud.

The bubbles of dish soap splashed onto his sleeves, crystal clear.

Shang Lingling stretched out his hand and nodded.

boo.

The bubble burst.

The girl smiled: "Then do you have to take responsibility?"

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  brave
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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