Duan Xingye was startled at first, and then his eyes were red. He took the fluffy peach and said very moved: "Weiwei is so kind to me."
Bai Chuwei didn't say a word. In fact, she was worried that the peach trees in this school had not been specially taken care of and had been growing wildly. Even if they were ripened, they might not be delicious. She wanted Duan Xingye to be an experiment first...
Duan Xingye unscrewed the mineral water bottle, washed the peaches with mineral water, then opened his mouth and took a bite, and said in surprise, "Sweet."
Bai Chuwei's slender fingers brushed her chin lightly, looking at the bright peach blossoms in the spring and murmured, "It looks good."
Duan Xingye nibbled at the first peach of the year and asked curiously, "How did the ancestor Weiwei come here?"
Bai Chuwei gently twitched the corner of her mouth and said in a light tone, "I want to find a better peach forest and pick some peach blossom petals to make wine."
In a while, it will be that guy's death anniversary. He died in the late spring before he could see the fruit of summer. At this time of the year, she will make a jar of peach blossom drunk to worship.
Wine must be brewed in advance.
Having said that, Duan Xingye couldn't help but want to recommend his fourth uncle's manor planted with peach trees in Nancheng.
Bai Chuwei didn't want to talk more, but when she heard the enthusiastic speech of the principal on the playground, she hooked her lips and changed the subject: "Why did you come to school so late today? Don't you come to study early?"
Duan Xingye's eyes became more red, and his voice was still choked with a hint of choking: "Suddenly I feel that studying is meaningless."
He studied so hard to make his father understand him, but now it seems unnecessary, he has other sons that he is even more proud of.
Bai Chuwei chuckled: "Fool, learning is never for others, but for yourself. People have to live for themselves."
Duan Xingye stared at Bai Chuwei for a long time, gradually lowered his head, and murmured, "I see."
Duan Xingye finally calmed down and followed Bai Chuwei towards the small garden: "But Weiwei didn't study either!"
Bai Chuwei said in a lazy tone, "I didn't come to school to study."
She sat down in front of the stone table under the flower stand in the garden, and a voice full of inquiry came from behind: "Excuse me, is this classmate Bai Chuwei?"
Bai Chuwei glanced at the girl: "An appointment to see a doctor? Come and sit down."
Last week, Bai Chuwei became famous with Su Ruan's dysmenorrhea. Girls who are curious about Bai Chuwei's medical skills have added Bai Chuwei's WeChat account to make an appointment.
Bai Chuwei's consultation is equivalent to the hospital's registration fee, and the number of experts in a major hospital is only a hundred yuan. Bai Chuwei's 2,000 is simply a sky-high price.
Fortunately, most of the students of Henghua No. 1 Middle School are rich, and there are many people who are curious about Bai Chuwei's medical skills.
There are not a few curious people who spend two thousand yuan to buy one.
Bai Chuwei's appointments have been lined up this week, and most of them are here to join in the fun.
Qi Yue is in the first year of high school this year, she is beautiful and cute, plus she is the little princess of the Qi family of the eight great families, and has a big brother like Qi Mo, and she lives quite comfortably.
The news that Su Ruan's dysmenorrhea was cured spread all over the school girls circle, and Qi Yue felt unhappy in her heart.
What she hates most is people who use girls' dysmenorrhea as a gimmick!
So if you spend 2,000 yuan, you spit it out, just to frustrate Bai Chuwei's spirit, she raised her chin: "The astronomical registration fee of 2,000 yuan, you are so arrogant, then you can check for me if I am sick? If you can't find out that I'm sick, then give me the money back."
Qi Yue loves sports and has a great body. She doesn't even have a cold or a fever.
Bai Chuwei glanced at it, "You are myopic."
Qi Yue and Duan Xingye stared at Bai Chuwei for nearly a minute.
Qi Yue suddenly held her face and let out an excited scream: "You... You mean you can still cure myopia?"