If she is caught and fined and detained because of this incident, she will be laughed to death by the whole school.
When the police came to the door, it was Bai Guofu who said something, and only paid the fine and didn't take him to detention, and the matter was settled.
Bai Guofu looked at his granddaughter, whose face was still a little pale, and said earnestly: "Yinyin, don't always argue with the old ancestor, and have a good relationship with her, the old ancestor will protect you in the future."
Bai Yinyin shuddered when she heard the word "old ancestor", and an inexplicable sense of fear emerged from the depths of her heart. She shook her head repeatedly: "I don't—I'll go back to the room first."
Seeing his granddaughter like this, Bai Guofu said in a slow tone, "Don't study today, don't practice calligraphy and piano, and have a good rest."
Bai Yinyin is a girl raised by the Bai family. Although the calligraphy is not up to the master level, and the piano level is not enough to hold a solo recital, it is indeed a talent that can be shown.
Bai Guofu watched Bai Yinyin run for his life and went upstairs to go back to his room as fast as he could.
Now that the ancestors live at home, the Bai family is in a big situation, and the ancestors help to bear it.
It's a pity that his descendants are too stupid to mistake Meiyu for a stubborn stone.
When the three little paper figurines had completed the task of copying the homework, the sky was dark and night fell, and Bai Chuwei's medicinal herbs had not yet been refined.
The faint bitter taste of the traditional Chinese medicine floated down from the attic on the third floor. Aunt Chen came in under the banner of helping Miss Chuwei clean up, and found that Bai Chuwei was on the huge platform outside the attic... alchemy
The firewood was burning one by one. Aunt Chen was so choked that she hurriedly went out and muttered to herself, "What are you doing? There is natural gas in the kitchen. She thought it was a poor mountain ditch who wanted to burn the fire by herself
Looking at the poverty and sourness of that one, Aunt Chen couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority inexplicably.
Sure enough, she was a poor girl from the countryside.
It took four or five hours for Bai Chuwei to refine a small bottle of medicinal herbs. She took one and fed it to her mouth. The bitter taste filled her lips and teeth, so bitter that Bai Chuwei's face was wrinkled into a bun. .
"Duan Xiuqi, let me meet you again, and I will strangle you to death." Bai Chuwei crushed the pill in her mouth, causing her body to tremble.
Xueqiu looked at Bai Chuwei with some concern: 'Old Ancestor, do you want to eat some candy? '
Bai Chuwei sat at the desk, staring at the night outside the window, her eyes glowing: "Eat candy? I want to eat Tang monk meat now!"
Bai Chuwei took the mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Duan Feihan while drinking the sweet honey water.
[Your ancestor: [picture]]
Duan Feihan was working at home at this time, and saw this WeChat for the first time.
Bai Chuwei sent him a picture, an emoji to be precise, with a round hamster drawn on it, two cute blushes on its cheeks, and a few small claws stretched out, as if begging for a hug .
Duan Feihan frowned, what does this mean
[Duan Feihan: ? ]
[Duan Feihan: ... Are you cold? Still uncomfortable? ]
Duan Feihan felt that something was wrong when he asked this question. Bai Chuwei was a doctor herself.
[Your ancestor: I am looking at plum to quench my thirst. ]
Duan Feihan held the mobile phone, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He was only six years older than Bai Chuwei. According to reason, there should not be such a big generation gap, but for a while, he couldn't understand the meaning of Bai Chuwei's words.
[Your ancestor: I want to hug you. ]