Chapter 60
After removing the plaster cast on my arm, I have to go back to kindergarten.

However, Xu Jiaren doesn't want to waste time on how much 1+1 equals.

In the morning, Xu Jiaren specially asked her grandma to take her to the kindergarten early, and immediately went to find the principal of the kindergarten, Tao Meijuan.

Tao Meijuan came early, and she was the only one in the office at the moment.

"Hey, Xu Jiaren? Why are you here so early?"

"Director Tao, I have something to ask you."

Hearing the child say something was up, Tao Meijuan immediately motioned her to sit down.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Shi Yuheng personally took care of this child, and she also had a good impression of this child.

Among other things, the last time I asked this child's grandma to make two sets of suits, they fit very well and looked good.

This alone is enough to win the favor of any woman.

"I want to discuss with you, free activities every day."

"Okay, that's fine."

"Uh—I'm talking about going to the kindergarten for free activities."

"what!?"

Tao Meijuan was stunned for a few seconds before she understood what the little girl meant, "You mean...to go outside the kindergarten during class time?"

"um, yes.".

"Xu Jiaren, I'm afraid this won't work."

Kindergartens are places where children are looked after.

Let the children run around outside, who is to blame if they are lost or have an accident?
"Director Tao, I will pay attention when I go out. Please, for brother Yuheng's sake, agree to my request?" Xu Jiaren clasped her hands together, blinking her big eyes and begged.

Hearing Shi Yuheng's name, Tao Meijuan was a little shaken.

"I have to ask him about this matter. If he agrees, I can agree." Tao Meijuan said after thinking about it.

That must be fine.

"Director Tao, I have another request. Please keep this matter a secret from my parents."

"..."

"My grandma is getting old, and she was frightened in the hospital last time. I'm afraid she can't understand..."

Don't say your grandma can't understand, even she can't understand after teaching kindergarten for so many years.

A 4 year old asking to go outside for free time?
It's just... as exaggerated as the Arabian Nights.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with Young Master Heng, and I'll tell you the result tomorrow."

Now she was not sure what Shi Yuheng meant, so Tao Meijuan didn't dare to speak too harshly.

Coming out of the office, Xu Jiaren walked to the flower table and sat down.

The gardenias were in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers could easily touch the secrets and expectations in her heart.

I don't know where is the person who sent the flowers at this time?

"Xu Jiaren! Is your arm healed?"

A child's voice came from behind, and Xu Jiaren could tell it was Su Hao even without turning her head.

His voice is very clear.

"Yes. Of course." Xu Jiaren replied with her eyes closed.

"Why are you sitting here? Why don't you come into the classroom?" Su Hao came over and asked.

"Smell the fragrance of flowers."

The smell of gardenia is her all-time favorite scent.

The floral scent of gardenias?
Su Hao frowned, seemed to think of something, and asked, "Did that scoundrel give it to you?"

"Bad guy?"

Xu Jiaren opened her eyes and asked in confusion, "Which villain are you talking about?"

"It's the villain who threatened me with a knife!"

Su Hao's face flushed red with indignation.

"Brother Yuheng is not a villain, but you are timid."

Xu Jiaren pouted and replied.

Don't think that you are the little male god in the future, so you can't say that the little brother is not good.

"Don't be fooled by him."

"He won't lie to me."

Su Hao's brows became tighter and tighter, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Why do you trust him so much?"

"Because he's good-looking." Xu Jiaren answered simply.

"My mother said that the beauty of the soul is more important than the appearance!"

"I think appearance is more important."

If it looks ugly, who has time to discover the beauty of the soul?
"You are so superficial!"

"..."

Su Hao was very angry, dropped these words and went into the classroom with a shake of his head.

Seeing the angry back of the little male god, Xu Jiaren sighed, so this kid has such a bad temper.

……

When school is over in the evening, grandma looks very preoccupied.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Xu Jiaren asked.

Aunt Zhao's vicissitudes eyes were full of sorrow, and when she was almost home, she said, "Damn... your uncle is here."

"uncle?"

Assuming it was Zhao Guixiang's sons, Xu Jiaren asked, "Are they trying to intercede for my aunt?"

"Well. I'm here to plead for mercy."

Aunt Zhao sighed, her steps were heavy: "I didn't expect him to come either."

Xu Jiaren thought of it.

And it was later than she expected.

However, when she entered the house and saw the people sitting inside, Xu Jiaren was stunned.

This man...is not Zhao Guixiang's son.

"Girl, this is your uncle. Call uncle quickly."

"uncle??"

Sitting on the sofa was a bald man covered in dirt.

Obviously the house is very warm, but he still tucked his hands inside his two sleeves.

"Sit, sit—" The man seemed even more nervous than Xu Jiaren, and his whole body revealed an indescribable crampedness.

"I'm going to cook."

"Mom, make some gnocchi, make more!"

"..."

"Damn? Do you recognize me?" asked the man sitting on the sofa.

I know it, but my memory is fuzzy.

She had only seen this "uncle" once in her previous life.

When she was young, the uncle's daughter came to pick her up for school for a while. Later, Xu Jiaren didn't like that "sister". After a few conflicts, her mother called her uncle and asked him to take that "sister" away.

That time my uncle had a big fight with my mother, and since then this uncle, Xu Jiaren, has never been seen again.

She didn't even know the uncle's name.

"I heard you broke your hand?"

"Um……"

"I look good..."

Xu Jiaren: "..."

"My four dolls have broken their legs and feet. It's nothing serious."

As the uncle spoke, he took out a paper bag from his dusty clothes.

Looking around, she got up and picked up Xu Jiaren's "draft" from the sewing machine.

"His-"

Before Xu Jiaren could speak, the drawing had already been torn in half.

The uncle quickly tore into several small sheets of paper, finally opened the paper bag, took some of the contents, put them on the paper and rolled them up.

In the paper bag are tobacco leaves.

stab-

When the match was struck, the homemade cigarette was lit, and the air was filled with the choking smell of inferior tobacco.

"Oh! Don't smoke that thing! Bastard, a child can't smell it!"

Seeing her son smoking a cigarette outside the door, Aunt Zhao scolded angrily: "I didn't learn anything, but you know this shit."

"Mom, don't make a fuss. All men smoke this, it's a joke if you don't smoke!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the person standing on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile: "In the future, I will marry someone and become someone's wife. Is there anyone who doesn't smell this?"

Xu Jiaren observed this "uncle" for a long time, and after hearing this sentence, she came to a conclusion.

This man is troublesome.

And it's a trouble to get rid of.

Sure enough, after dinner, the man pushed the empty bowl and wiped his mouth, and said, "Mom, write me something. Just say that I will not pursue the matter of my aunt."

(End of this chapter)

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