-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> Mrs. Fu is so sassy! Chapter 7 Is this a bumpkin with a high school degree?
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- You can search "Master Fu, madam, she is so sassy!" on Baidu to find the latest chapter!
The man in the back seat looked out the window, seemingly lost in thought.
Three years have passed, and the girl who decisively stabbed the back of his neck has become increasingly clear in his mind. They are two completely different people from the gentle and dignified second lady I saw today.
Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze, squinted slightly, and said with a self-deprecating smile on his lips: "It's not her."
In the restaurant.
On the Chinese mahogany round table, there are seven dishes and one soup that are light but exquisite.
Zhao Shuying enthusiastically pulled Song Qinrong to sit down, scooped a bowl of soup with her own hands, and pushed it in front of her: "Eat more, you are too thin."
"Thank you, grandma." Song Qinrong did not refuse, bowed her head and drank the soup obediently.
Zhao Shuying sat aside, wrapped the blanket tightly around her body, and looked at her granddaughter carefully.
Song Qinrong¡¯s clothes are very vulgar to those who pursue fashion, but most old people are nostalgic. In Zhao Shuying¡¯s view, her granddaughter¡¯s clothes are simple and elegant, and she is full of youthful vigor. Her shoulder-length hair is spread smoothly, and paired with black-rimmed glasses, she looks quiet and elegant.
The more I look at it, the more satisfied I am.
What a wonderful granddaughter, how come
Thinking of this, she sighed: "Rongrong"
"Huh?" Song Qinrong raised her eyebrows.
Zhao Shuying carefully considered her words: "Grandma, I heard that you dropped out of school?"
"Um."
"Have you not finished high school yet?"
Song Qinrong¡¯s face remained calm and she nodded: ¡°Yes.¡±
When Xiao Nuo¡¯s accident happened, she was still in her third year of high school. She didn¡¯t even have time to take the college entrance examination, so she left everything behind to chase the murderer.
To this day, I still have a high school degree.
Zhao Shuying felt extremely guilty: "It's all grandma's fault. If I had kept you by my side, how could you not even go to college"
She didn¡¯t know the specific reason why Song Qinrong dropped out of school, and thought she was too poor to pay the tuition.
¡° Such a well-behaved granddaughter has not even graduated from high school, and it makes her heartache to think about it.
"How about you stay in the capital to go to school? The winter vacation has just ended, and grandma will help you contact the school. There are many good schools in the capital. As long as you review well, you will definitely be able to get into college"
Stay in the capital to go to school?
Song Qinrong blinked and smiled.
She plans to speak in two days. After all, she came here not only to confirm where "Yaochi Leng" was hidden in the Song family, but also to wait for the murderer to come to her door. She didn't know how long it would take.
After grandma¡¯s birthday party is over, she must have a reason to stay in the Song family forever.
Unexpectedly, grandma actually took the initiative to mention it.
¡°Then it¡¯s troublesome for grandma.¡± She responded obediently.
Song Qinrong¡¯s conciliatory attitude surprised and delighted Zhao Shuying.
What a good boy!
She patted her granddaughter¡¯s hand excitedly: ¡°No trouble, no trouble! Grandma has checked it out for you. The school your sister went to before is very good¡±
Just as he was talking, Meng Yali walked in with the children.
"mom."
"Grandma."
Seeing another outstanding granddaughter, Zhao Shuying felt better. She smiled and waved to her: "Yiyi is back? Come, meet your sister."
Song Yiyi stepped forward and looked at Song Qinrong calmly: "Sister."
"Good boy." Zhao Shuying was very satisfied with Song Yiyi's performance. She took Song Yiyi's hand and said sincerely, "You also know that your sister has been living in the countryside and has suffered a lot in these years. Until now, she is in high school. Haven¡¯t finished reading yet¡¡±
"What?" Meng Yali, who was picking up food for her son, paused when she heard this. "Rongrong is already twenty-one years old, right? She hasn't finished high school yet?"
Song Yiyi, who is one year younger than her, is already in her sophomore year!
Zhao Shuying¡¯s face stiffened for a moment.
¡°My granddaughter has fallen to this point, and she has no shame in her face.
She nodded awkwardly: "I just thought that when Rongrong comes back this time, she will stay at home for a while and go to school to make up for her high school classes."
Song Yiyi nodded, looking like she was asking a serious question: "Does the sister plan to transfer to the second grade of high school orthe first grade of high school?"
Meng Yali couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course it's the senior year of high school!" Zhao Shuying was a little embarrassed, but she still smiled and explained, "As long as your sister successfully participates in this year's college entrance examination, your grandfather and I will find a way at the university."
?Having said that, the Song family is just an ordinary wealthy family in the capital, so what good university can they send their granddaughter to?
Song Yiyi said "Oh¡ª¡ª" and half-smiled: "Then there's no need to be afraid, sister."
"That's not what you're saying." Zhao Shuying, who had never begged anyone in her life, looked very unnatural, "Of course it would be best to get a higher score. By the way, your previous class teacher seemed to be some kind of special teacher?"
"Are you talking about Teacher Pan? She is a national special-level Chinese teacher. Meng Yan is in her class."
Meng Yan is Song Yiyi¡¯s cousin.
"Then let your sister go to Meng Yan's class. Relatives can still take care of each other!" Zhao Shuying made the final decision.
Meng Yali looked in disbelief when she heard this: "Mom, do you mean you want Rongrong to be transferred to the attached middle school?"
That ups and downs tone of voice almost made the words "she deserves it" pop out of her mouth.
Where is the attached middle school? That was the best high school in Beijing.
In the middle school circles in Beijing, there is a saying that entering the attached middle school is equivalent to stepping into 985 with one foot.
Every year, I don¡¯t know how many students are trying to get in.
Even Song Xiao, who was focused on eating, couldn't help but raise his head, sneered and said, "Just her?"
"A scumbag who couldn't get into college in three years still wants to enter the high school attached to him?"
"But Zhao Shuying had already made a plan: "I remember that there is a school director in the Affiliated Middle School, who is from the Fang family. If Yueling can come forward and say something, it shouldn't be difficult to transfer to the Affiliated Middle School."
Fang Yueling is Song Yiyi¡¯s cousin-in-law. In the capital, the Fang family's reputation is much louder than that of the Song family.
"But, Meng Yan is in Class A, and Teacher Pan is selfless. With my sister's grades" Song Yiyi reminded awkwardly.
Class A is a special class in the attached middle school. You can only get in based on your grades. If you don't pass the exam, it doesn't matter even if you are the principal's son.
In other words, it is more difficult to get into the special class of the attached middle school than to get into the best university in Beijing.
Zhao Shuying lowered her eyes.
Indeed, Song Qinrong has been out of school for three years. If I take the exam now, I don¡¯t know if I can score 30 points.
She suddenly felt so tight that she could not speak.
There was silence in the restaurant for a moment.
You can only hear the sounds of Song Xiao and Song Qinrong eating and picking up vegetables.
Song Qinrong, in particular, was concentrating on pinching and biting the chicken wings from beginning to end without even raising her head. It was as if what was discussed just now was not her business.
¡°After all, I¡¯m from the countryside, so I can¡¯t get on the stage.
A cold light flashed in Song Yiyi's eyes.
When she saw the pen just now, she really regarded this sister as her opponent, but now is this a bumpkin with a high school degree worthy of her?
"Grandma, don't worry. My sister entered the attached middle school as soon as she arrived, which was already a lot of pressure for her. At that time, there were often students in our class who couldn't bear the blow and took the initiative to apply to be transferred to the ordinary class"
Song Yiyi, who has always been in the top ten of Class A, advised with a considerate look on her face.
"Not everyone can bear the atmosphere of the special class." Meng Yali also smiled and said, "Rongrong's foundation is not good, so don't put too much pressure on her. Rongrong, don't you think so?"
"Huh?" Song Qinrong was concentrating on picking the green onions on the chicken wings. She was caught off guard and was cueed. She didn't bother to look up. She just said "It's okay" and continued to pick the green onions.
Seeing this look in Zhao Shuying¡¯s eyes, she only felt a deeper sense of guilt.
What a well-behaved granddaughter, in order to take care of grandma¡¯s feelings, she was so uncomfortable that she couldn¡¯t hold her head up because she couldn¡¯t get into Class A, but she still said in such a calm tone that ¡°you can go anywhere¡±.
The more guilty she felt, the more she felt that the blanket on her body was not thick enough.
She couldn't help but wrap it up a little tighter.
It¡¯s so cold
"Old Chen!" Her lips began to tremble, "Give me morebring me a coat"
Before he finished speaking, the blanket slid to the ground with a crash.
Song Qinrong was close and could clearly hear her grandma gasping for breath twice. Just as she was about to ask, she suddenly covered her chest, closed her eyes, and fell down softly.
"Grandma!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page