Chen Xiaopang lost weight. This time he really lost weight. Tang Cao was shocked when he saw him.
"Damn it! Have you lost weight??"
Tong Yue also ate with them today and glanced at Chen Xiaopang after sitting down.
"You're so promising. Your mother had an operation a few years ago and didn't see you losing weight for more than half a year. You've lost weight for a woman."
Chen Xiaopang and Tang Cao both despised him: You seemed to be very calm when you were chasing that person...
Of course, they didn't dare to say it out loud. Tong Yue was the one who made money for everyone, so it was unacceptable to offend the sponsor.
"Do you think that girl Zhao Ying doesn't like men?" Chen Xiaopang began to comfort himself, "otherwise, why would she not like me so much?"
Tang Cao snorted: "If I were a woman, I wouldn't choose you. If you are so promiscuous, she might even suspect that you have AIDS."
"... Damn it! I have AIDS and you two have already been infected, okay?"
"Anyway, you know what I mean." Tang Cao patted him on the shoulder, "I told you before, a girl with high education, high IQ, and high income like Zhao Ying will not like you."
Chen Xiaopang was extremely aggrieved: "I know I was not good before, but she can't compare me with those rubbish who played with women! I have always gotten what I need, and I haven't messed around."
"Oh, in the eyes of women, you are just a man who sleeps with women. Who cares whether you need it or not." Tang Cao said proudly, "Look at me! You like me so much just because you are more self-sufficient."
Chen Xiaopang shrank all over and looked like he was going to die at any moment.
"Do you like her that much?" Tang Cao asked upon seeing this, "Why don't you try pursuing someone else?"
Chen Xiaopang's big head shrank even lower, and Tong Yue pursed her lips.
"You and Zhao Ying have known each other since childhood, right?"
"Yes." Chen Xiaopang said feebly, "We are childhood sweethearts after all, so why doesn't she want to see me so much? Then it's all a lie to come to the horse bed and get childhood sweethearts."
"... Even if I haven't studied it, I know this is not how this poem is pronounced." Tang Cao kicked him.
Tong Yue rubbed his eyebrows: "Think carefully, did you do something to others when you were a child, so I ignored you."
"No way?" Chen Xiaopang looked shocked, "What can I do at such a young age?"
Tong Yue twitched her lips: "What do you think I said?"
"Tongzi means have you ever bullied others, such as pulling their pigtails, putting bugs in their schoolbags, etc." Tang Cao scolded him, "Don't think about everything in bed."
Chen Xiaopang thought for a few seconds, and then his face suddenly turned pale.
That year, he was eight years old and in second grade. Father Chen got rich two years ago and became what people call a rich man. The men who were born and raised in Northeast China thought that they should move their wives and children to a big city to see the world. Fortunately, they had a cousin in Yanjing, so they moved to Beijing with their family and started to get involved in the real estate industry.
"Son! When you were born, a fortune teller told me that you were my noble person and asked me to give you a name with wealth in it, so I named you Chen Jinjin. Haha! Sure enough, our family is prosperous."
In short, when Chen Xiaopang was in the second grade, his family was already considered a new wealthy person in Yanjing, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go to an aristocratic school like Caesar. Of course, it was not within his scope to think about how many people called them wealthy people, not fashionable, etc. He didn't mind. What he cared about now was the sudden addition of a little girl to the family.
"Little Fatty! Come on." When he came home from school that day, Chen's mother happily waved to him.
Chen Xiaopang saw a dark and thin little girl standing in his living room.
"Mom, who is she?" he asked warily.
Wang Cailian was stunned by her son's expression: "Why are you so afraid?"
"Is this the child my father brought back?" Chen Xiaopang stared at the little girl fiercely, "He actually has another child!"
Chen Qing came out of the kitchen chewing a green onion and almost choked to death. She raised her hand and gave Chen Xiaopang a head scoop.
"Where did your kid learn these nonsense words?"
Chen Xiaopang covered his head and glared at his father: "Our classmates said that their fathers have other children outside."
"Look, look!" Wang Cailian looked at her husband dissatisfied, "I told you not to go to any aristocratic school, look at what you have learned here." She tugged Chen Xiaopang's ears, "This is what you Cong Aunt Fei's daughter, remember? You hugged your aunt when you were a child."
How could Chen Xiaopang remember it? But when he heard that it was not the child whose father was outside, his expression immediately became critical: "Why did she come to our house?"
"Sister Zhao Ying comes to live with us. From now on, you have to treat her like your own sister, do you hear me?" After Chen's father finished attacking his son, he turned to look at Zhao Ying with a smile, "Xiao Ying, don't be afraid, just treat this as your own home! If If this kid dares to bully you, tell your uncle and he will cut him!"
After the meal, Chen Xiaopang figured out why this child named Zhao Ying wanted to live in her house.
"Zhao Ying's mother went to work abroad, and there was no way to take her with her to take care of her for the time being. So her mother brought her to our home, so she could go to school with you."
"What about her father?" Chen Xiaopang asked, "Her father doesn't want her anymore?"
Wang Cailian: "... What are you thinking about all day long?" After speaking, she lowered her voice and said, "Xiaoying's father has gone to a far away place. Look at how pitiful she is alone. Don't bully her. "
"Then his father is dead and sleeping underground." Chen Xiaopang said, "There are so many poor people. There were so many poor children in the orphanage shown on TV last time. Are they going to bring our family here?"
Father Chen on the side couldn't help but patted his son again: "You know what the hell! We were playing in the mountains and met a blind bear. If Xiaoying's mother had lured the blind bear away, you and your mother would have been killed. Get down, what's the matter with you?"
In short, Zhao Ying is the daughter of his father's best friend and savior. When Chen Xiaopang thought that the child was dark and thin, he couldn't help but ask again.
"Is her family very poor? She is so ugly..." The next words were muffled by his father.
Wang Cailian glared at Fatty Chen and stood up, walked to the stairs and pulled the dark and thin girl to the living room to sit down.
"How's the room that Auntie prepared for you?" Wang Cailian asked enthusiastically, "Be sure to tell Auntie what you like and dislike, and treat this as your home from now on!"
Chen Xiaopang broke away from his father's clutches and looked at Zhao Ying carefully. She changed into home clothes, gray autumn clothes and autumn trousers...
Even uglier…
Chen Xiaopang was very disgusted.
"Thank you, auntie. The room is very beautiful. I left you to worry about it." Zhao Ying whispered, her thick bangs blocking half of her face, making her expression unclear.
This was the first time Chen Xiaopang heard her voice, and it sounded quite pleasant, at least not harsh. but! He didn't want to take such an ugly child to play with. Especially girls, girls are the most troublesome and cry easily.
"Okay!" Wang Cailian probably hoped that the two children would become good friends and asked Chen Xiaopang to take Zhao Ying back to the room to sort out the books.
Chen Xiaopang didn't want to go at first, but he wanted to let this little girl know how powerful he was, so he walked in front with his head raised and glanced sideways at Zhao Ying when he passed by.
"Still not following?"
The Chen family's villa has three floors. The cleaning aunt lives on the first floor, Chen's father and mother live on the second floor, and Chen Xiaopang himself lives on the upper floor. Now there is an extra Zhao Ying.
"My mother is so kind to you." Chen Xiaopang sourly pushed away the room on the far right and looked at it, "This room is as big as mine." He saw that there were many little girls' dolls and stuffed animals in the room. The carpet and furniture were also cut in a light pinkish-purple color.
He kicked the door shut and said, "What are you doing standing around here? Where is your book?"
Zhao Ying, who had almost no sense of presence, silently took out her schoolbag from the cabinet. Wang Cailian bought her a new schoolbag, which was also pink and very beautiful.
"Let me look at you, huh? Are you in second grade, too?" Chen Xiaopang found that this little girl looked like his own book, "How old are you?"
Zhao Ying stretched out her hand with five fingers.
"Five years old? Second grade?" Chen Xiaopang seemed to have an egg stuffed in his mouth.
Then he pushed Zhao Ying hard: "You dare to lie to me?"
Zhao Ying almost fell down, stood up on the chair and shook her head: "I didn't lie to you, I am in the second grade."
"I'm talking about you being five years old!" Chen Xiaopang yelled at her, "You can't enter second grade until you are eight years old, do you know?"
Zhao Ying finally raised her head and said with a serious expression on her palm-sized face: "Mom said I'm very smart, so I don't need to go to kindergarten, I can just go to elementary school."
Chen Xiaopang: w(?Д?)w
"Mom! Mom!" He rushed downstairs, "Send that child away quickly, she is not a good child, she lied!"
Wang Cailian was chatting with the school teacher on WeChat, asking them to take care of Zhao Ying, when she heard her son shouting angrily at Chen Qing: "Look after your son, he keeps lying and thinks everyone else is like him!"
"Dad, do you know how old she said she was!" Chen Xiaopang yelled, "She said she was five years old! Five years old!"
Chen Qing was smoking in the kitchen, and came out with a grin: "Xiaoying was in the first grade when she was 4 years old. Wasn't she the second grade when she was five years old? I told you to study hard and you didn't listen. Look, now you can't even add one plus one. never mind."
"She, she, she..." Chen Xiaopang was bald.
Wang Cailian patted his big head: "You should learn more from Xiaoying, she is so smart! She even appeared in the news when she was in elementary school."
"Xiaoying!" Zhao Ying didn't know when she came down, and Wang Cailian waved to her, "Come! From now on, you will be in the same class as Xiaopang. Remember to keep an eye on him for me. If he makes trouble at school and comes home, tell me. "
Chen Xiaopang looked at Zhao Ying with a ferocious expression and threatened her with his eyes: If you dare to promise, I will beat you!
Zhao Ying: "Okay aunt, I will keep an eye on him."
"Yeah! Thanks for your help in helping him study." Wang Cailian added, "I wonder if this child's brain is always not clear, and his academic performance is always not improving."
Chen Xiaopang looked at Zhao Ying with more ferocious eyes.
Zhao Ying glanced at him: "Don't worry, little fat! I will help you study hard."
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