Zhou family.
Zhou Xiu hung up the phone and started reading a book. Zhou Cheng looked at his daughter's silent face. She stayed motionless in the corner and didn't turn a page of the book for a long time.
He couldn't help asking: "What happened to Xiu'er?"
Zhou Xiu turned the pen, and before writing a few words on the draft paper, she crumpled the draft paper and threw it into the trash can.
Zhou Xiu bit her lower lip deeply, but didn't speak.
The last time Zhou Xiu was in such a bad mood was half a year ago when he was forced to drop out of school and exchange a bride price for his cousin.
Zhou Cheng felt her depressed mood and touched her head.
He silently took out a bunch of ingredients from the refrigerator, turned on his phone, and logged into his daughter's live broadcast room.
He said to the camera: "Xiuxiu is not happy today, I will make something delicious to coax her."
Zhou Cheng thawed a pack of chicken feet, cut lemons and passion fruit and put them aside for later use. The chicken feet are cut off and the toes are removed, put into the water, mixed with green onion, ginger and garlic, and boiled until boiling.
The number of fans in the live broadcast room suddenly increased dramatically.
"Dad finally appeared, welcome Dad!"
Zhou Cheng fished out the chicken feet, put on disposable gloves, and bent over to pick the bones. The process of removing the meat and bones was cumbersome and trivial, and Zhou Cheng patiently removed it for a long time.
Fans with a strong desire to survive went to have dinner, and when they came back, Zhou Cheng saw a bowl full of chicken feet on the left hand side, and a hill of bones on the other side.
The fan said in admiration: "Watching the whole process, I suddenly feel that it's nothing for a boyfriend to pick fish bones. He has the ability to pick chicken bones! I'm so envious of the anchor."
Zhou Cheng is spreading the condiments layer by layer, stirring passion fruit, lemon, garlic, coriander, millet pepper, and sesame vinaigrette, pouring a layer of boiling oil, and boiling the oil with hissing bubbles.
"Si Liu, it looks delicious."
"It looks so troublesome, isn't it delicious to eat it directly?"
"You don't know that. Boneless chicken feet are smooth and tender without bones."
Hard work rushed to Guojin and said suddenly: "In a bad mood?"
"Our preliminary results are out. I don't know if the anchor has come out. Could it be that the anchor didn't pass the math competition?"
"It's different in the region. We haven't released it yet. Who hasn't been bothered yet? Why is the anchor failing the exam because he's in a bad mood?"
"All of you give way! Stop me from watching Show Dad!" the fans of the delicious food protested.
Another pan-fried crucian carp stewed with wax gourd that Zhou Cheng was immersed in cooking came out of the pan, and the pot was rolling, and the small crucian carp that had just come out of the oil pan was put into the winter melon soup until it turned milky white.
"I can smell the strong aroma through the screen. I really want to eat it!"
"I'm not in a good mood either, where's my dad?"
After Zhou Cheng fried a vegetable, he took off his apron and said to them: "These are what Xiuxiu likes to eat, she should be happier. I'm offline."
In the past, his family was poor, and Zhou Cheng could not be the master. Every time the family eats a little bit richer, chicken legs and eggs will never be enough for Zhou Xiu.
Zhou Cheng can only go to the market to buy small crucian carp and chicken feet that others don't want. Since they don't have much meat, you can get lots and lots for a buck or two.
But Zhou Cheng had the patience to pick the bones, and if he picked too much, he would have a bowl full of meat.
"Dad Xiu, to tell you the truth, I'm not happy either, I like to eat too!"
"+1. I don't mind vacuum-packing the chicken feet, and a copy will be delivered by SF Express."
"SF Express has a copy +10086."
Zhou Cheng held the finished cold chicken feet and handed them to Zhou Xiu, saying, "Xiuer eats, it's your favorite."
Zhou Xiu looked up and saw the silent comfort in Zhou Cheng's eyes. He stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, put the bowl away, and went into the kitchen again.
The big soup basin was full of chicken feet, and the pieces were picked clean, like a whole chicken feet.
Zhou Xiu picked up a few yuan and ate a bowl of warm soup, all the restlessness in his heart was swept away.
No matter how difficult it is, it will never be more difficult than before.
The system said calmly: [Why bother.]
The system didn't pay attention to this trivial matter, it has already monitored the movement of Xi's house. It's just that it's not easy to reveal to Zhou Xiu that it spies on the facts of other people's lives.
[Young man, why don't you go out and spend money to be happy?]
It sincerely suggested.
At present, Zhou Xiu has accumulated 370,000 RMB in his book, of which 190,000 has been accumulated in the preliminary and final rounds of the Biological League. Wouldn't it be nice to spend some money
[Xiuxiu will be richer than many people in the future, believe me.]The system said seriously.
Zhou Xiu gnawed on the crucian carp, and automatically filtered out the swollen words, not paying attention at all.
…
the next day.
When Zhou Xiu came to the school, he was greeted with complicated eyes. Some from strangers, some from acquaintances.
Zhou Xiu came to the classroom and put down her schoolbag, turned her pen around, and simply took out the test paper and began to write.
The students in the classroom have complex expressions.
Yuan Ruoyi and Lan Xin were discussing in a low voice, Yuan Ruoyi said: "I only found out after I went home and inquired that Senior Jiang is the son of Chairman Jiang Tai."
No wonder the fucking eyes are on the top of the head, dare to be so unreasonable, anyone who wants to transfer has to transfer.
"Damn." Yuan Ruoyi couldn't help cursing: "It's really bad luck for Xiuxiu to be liked by this kind of person."
Another scumbag said: "I never expected-"
This kind of thing that only happens in TV dramas actually happened around me. Although the families of the classmates in the class are quite rich, they cannot be compared with the Jiang family.
The scumbags looked at Zhou Xiu faintly showing worry and anger.
The original post on the school forum that spread rumors about Zhou Xiu was already very unfriendly to Zhou Xiu. It was finally clarified, this time Jiang Yichen's real mother came to the school to find Zhou Xiu in person, it's hard to imagine what others would say.
Are the rumors true
It turned out that Zhou Xiu was really this kind of person... The man's mother came to the house because of the trouble
Xu Qing came to the classroom and greeted Zhou Xiu: "Good morning."
He bent his lips, trying to comfort Zhou Xiu: "Don't worry."
Zhou Xiu ignored him, she was seriously writing the test paper in her hand.
Xu Qing looked at Zhou Xiu's back, straightened her back, and wrote formula numbers smoothly with the tip of her pen. His expression was calm and calm, and his eyebrows were stretched, as if he didn't take what happened yesterday to his heart.
Xu Qing guessed that Zhou Xiu had probably found a solution.
Zhou Xiu wrote the test paper for a long time, and suddenly there was a sound of beeping from the window next to him. It was a school girl knocking on the glass window. She wrote a string of words on a post-it note and pasted it on it.
"Show God is the strongest, we support you!"
She took out a stack of post-it notes as if by magic, and quickly pasted the entire glass window.
These are the three words "I support you" in different fonts.
Zhou Xiu was stunned for a moment, and the junior girl disappeared immediately at the moment of stupefaction.
She stood up and tore off all the post-it notes on the glass window.
morning reading.
Miss Li walked into the classroom, she knocked on Zhou Xiu's desk, and said, "Go to the principal's office now, the principal has something to ask for you."
Zhou Xiu's heart sank, and she felt a sense of substance. How to deal with this matter will have a result today. She put down her textbook and walked out.
The morning reading in the class suddenly became quieter, and everyone was in an uproar.
Du Feiyang said: "Obviously, didn't you say that your mother was helpful last night?"
They were all called to the principal's office, what kind of help is this? Du Feiyang wanted to beat Tan Ming a little bit.
Tan Ming couldn't sit still any longer, so he called his mother to inquire about the situation. Du Feiyang had already ran out of the classroom, angrily walking towards the principal's office.
The tidbits were not in the mood to read in the morning, so they put down their books and left the classroom with Du Feiyang.
Students from other classes in the school saw the change in Class 24, and followed them curiously, until they found Zhou Xiu walking towards the principal's office. Some students sent a gossip:
"Zhou Xiu seems to have been called to the principal's office."
The students who had been paying attention to this incident couldn't continue their morning reading, so they simply threw away their books and joined in the fun.
…
Principal's office.
The principal handed Mrs. Jiang a cup of tea and said, "Student Zhou Xiu is here, you can talk to her if you have any questions."
Mrs. Jiang was dressed up beautifully and exquisitely, she had a new hairstyle, and her clothes were very fashionable. If you didn't look carefully, you might think she was only in her early thirties. Compared with Liu Mei, it is a day-to-day difference.
Zhou Xiu looked at the principal and said blankly, "I have nothing to communicate with her."
Headmaster Xu heard Zhou Xiuqing's cold voice, and then looked at her expression, her eyes were full of the arrogance unique to young people, her eyes were clear and straight, neither coquettish nor alluring.
Sure enough, he is someone who can win glory for the school.
The principal smiled and patted Zhou Xiu on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, she wants to communicate with you—"
Zhou Xiu was a little stunned upon hearing this...
Madam Jiang stood up, and said to Zhou Xiu word by word: "You and Yichen are in love, I—"
At this time, Du Feiyang and a group of people ran to the principal's office.
They heard voices faintly coming from inside, something like "Talk about love", "Yichen"...
Tidbits couldn't help but retort: "I heard from the biology class that Xiuxiu didn't recognize the senior at all, and the seniors and sisters in Class 25 of the third grade also said that they had never seen Senior Jiang want to fall in love."
He just confessed to Zhou Xiu suddenly on a whim after the college entrance examination.
The dregs of the students were shocked, they gritted their teeth, anxious and angry.
Du Feiyang pushed open the door angrily.
Mrs. Jiang's face turned blue and red, and said stiffly: "I—"
Zhou Xiu heard a commotion, she turned her head and saw her classmates standing outside the door. Their eyes were full of anger, dissatisfaction, and stubbornness.
Yu Qingyan handed the principal a collective signature of the students in Class 24 with both hands, disapproving Zhou Xiu's transfer for any reason.
Looking at the flamboyant handwriting on the paper, Zhou Xiu felt unspeakable emotions welling up in her heart.
Yu Qingyan said: "None of the 47 students in our class accept Zhou Xiu's transfer for any reason!"
There was an undeniable determination on her face.
Other students said: "Zhou Xiu is not wrong!"
"I don't agree with Zhou Xiu's transfer, and I don't agree with her leaving us."
"Which onion is Jiang Yichen? Our Zhou Xiu didn't even like him!"
…
"Zhou Xiu is busy studying and is already very tired, don't bother her with these things anymore!"
"What's so great about being rich? If you have money, you can look down on others casually. Don't think that your son is the only one who is a favorite. The whole school doesn't know how many boys have a crush on us, Xiuxiu."
There were also some strangers in the lower grades in the crowd, and they looked at Zhou Xiu with burning, worried eyes.
Zhou Xiu was startled, and a warm current flowed through her heart.
Mrs. Jiang tried her best to hold back the anger that came to her heart. She suspected that Zhou Xiu called these people over on purpose.
Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath, maintained her smile and said to the principal: "Today is not suitable for talking, I will make an appointment another day."
The headmaster couldn't help flattening the corners of his mouth and showing a meaningful smile.
After a while, humiliated anger slowly appeared on the faces of the 24 students.
The humiliation has to be divided into two times, and she still wants to find Zhou Xiu in private again
They clenched their fists, don't think they were afraid of her.
They subconsciously said: "No!"
A soft male voice interrupted unexpectedly, "I suggest that Mrs. Jiang speak clearly today to avoid misunderstanding in the future."
Yu Qingyan was shocked when she heard this familiar voice, raised her head suddenly, and exclaimed in surprise: "Young Master Yuan!"
The students in class 24 looked at him one after another, feeling like they had a strong heart.
After Xi Shaoyuan finished speaking, Mrs. Jiang bit the bullet and said mechanically: "Zhou Xiu, I'm sorry. I misunderstood your relationship with Yichen. I'm very disappointed that Yichen didn't go abroad. I shouldn't blame it on you." superior-"
Du Feiyang was overjoyed, what the hell did he hear, at this time... Or is it Yuan Shaoge's strength