Transmigrating as the Genius Villain’s Mother

Chapter 71

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When they went to the research institute, Chu Xia and Cen Huaian carried a lot of bags, and when they came back, they both felt relaxed.

The sun in the early morning is not dazzling. Looking out through the bus window, you can see the dewdrops on the leaves in the sunlight refracting the light, about to fall.

In early summer, I am not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful morning picture. I just want to lean against the window and take a nap.

Cen Zhengnian stayed up too late last night. If she hadn't had to take An An to Grandpa Jiang's place today, she wouldn't have woken up before noon.

Cen Huaian was not in a good mood either. When he left, he kept turning his head to look at Cen Zhengnian. He only turned back when he could no longer see the research institute.

Before going to Grandpa Jiang's house, Chuxia took Cen Huaian home to change clothes and pack up, and then brought some medicinal wine.

When I got off the bus, I happened to see someone selling spring bamboo shoots at the entrance of the alley. It is already the late stage of the spring bamboo shoot digging season, and the period around the Qingming Festival is the time when there are the most spring bamboo shoots. It is really lucky to come across it now.

Chuxia looked at the spring bamboo shoots. The old farmer who was selling vegetables had a simple and honest look on his face. He picked up the bamboo shoots uncomfortably and rubbed his hands and said, "These... these are all dug by me in the mountains. There are no... no old ones."

As he said this, he peeled one and showed it to Chuxia.

"I know." Chuxia had already finished looking at them. They were indeed just as the old farmer said, very fresh and tender. She smiled at the old farmer and said, "I'll take them all."

There wasn't much left anyway, so we finished it all in one meal.

The old farmer quickly weighed the bamboo shoots and put them into the net bag that Chuxia brought with him.

In early summer, when you go out, you must put a net bag in your bag. There are not many plastic bags now, so when you buy things, you either use a basket or a net bag, otherwise you can't carry them.

When they arrived at Grandpa Jiang's house, one of his students happened to be asking him questions, so Chuxia and Anan did not go to the study.

She let An An play in the living room, and she carried the net bag into the kitchen where Aunt Li was cleaning.

"Auntie Li, when I came here I saw someone selling spring bamboo shoots, so I bought some. Can you show me how to make them delicious?"

"Okay." Aunt Li took it and put the bamboo shoots away, then continued to work. Chuxia knew her temper, so she came out with an empty net bag and sat in the living room with An An.

As the time for the pre-exam was getting closer, Chuxia took her studies more seriously. Whenever she had free time, she would either read books or do exercises.

When Uncle Jiang's youngest daughter Jiang Zhiyi and his second aunt came over, they saw Chu Xia lying on the table in the living room, doing her homework seriously, while Cen Huaian was sitting beside her, playing chess quietly.

Second aunt glanced at Chuxia for a second time, then turned back to look at Jiang Zhiyi with a cold expression: "Where's your homework?"

Jiang Zhiyi is also going to take the college entrance examination this year. She is forced to study by her mother all day long. She finally comes to her grandfather's house to have a rest, so she doesn't want to bring her homework with her.

"It's at home." Jiang Zhiyi looked at her mother coquettishly, "Mom, I'm studying and doing papers every day at home. Please let me rest for a while when I come to grandpa's house."

Chu Xia heard the two people talking, looked up at her second aunt and Jiang Zhiyi, greeted them with a smile, and asked Cen Huaian to call someone.

The second aunt nodded modestly and signaled Jiang Zhiyi to put the things she brought on the table.

Just like every time Chuxia came to Grandpa Jiang's house, she would always bring something, including food, drinks and daily necessities. Other younger generations would also not come empty-handed when they came to visit Grandpa Jiang.