Rebirth in the 1950s with Spatial Ability

Zhang Guoqing, a 21st-century orphan, and his pregnant wife, Zhou Jiao, were working hard for their future when a massive inheritance suddenly fell into their laps. On their way to the hospital for...

Chapter 1199 Is the explanation useful?

"Will the explanation be helpful?"

Xiaojiu twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a sarcastic smile. "This time he stole money, next time he might steal people. He's just being cunning to protect himself."

"That's right." Wuyi nodded in agreement. He was already helpless. If he was not naive, he would be sold and have to count money for others.

"Which university did you attend?"

"high school."

"Then your grades must be good too." Wuyi didn't ask which country he was going to. If he heard correctly, the two girls mentioned him just now, so he couldn't escape the United States.

"good."

It's a rare opportunity to meet such a smart little girl who doesn't talk much on May Day. I immediately became interested. Look, her self-reliant character is so much like her mother.

This girl is good, even though she is a little ugly. But she doesn't chatter all the time, and she doesn't look at me like a dog looking at a bone.

As an uncle, he has to make a decision for his deceased comrade and give him some kind words of advice. He can't let this girl ruin him.

How did his father usually talk to those younger generations? Wuyi pondered the wording while secretly making up his mind: I must make this ugly girl clear.

——She, her uncle, makes all the decisions for her.

"...Study hard after you go abroad and strive to return home early to make a contribution to the country. You know, it's not easy for the country to spend a lot of money to send you abroad..."

Wuyi spoke in a deep voice, his voice full of profound truths, but he was secretly pleased with himself. Look, he had applied everything his father had said to Xiaoyu, right?

"Ugly girl, it's rare for an uncle like me to say these words, so you must remember them. These are golden words of advice. I really wouldn't waste my words on ordinary people."

Ugly girl?

Xiaojiu curled her lips in dissatisfaction and glanced at him speechlessly: Who is the ugly girl?! Isn't it just that she looks a little prettier? She even thinks she looks like a woman.

uncle?

Wow~ Don't you even take a look? He's just a few years older than her. Are you really addicted to being an elder?

"I'll take you to see my dad later. He'll make the decision for you. Remember, you must tell the truth in front of him. You only have one chance."

Finally getting to the point, Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief and felt warm in her heart. Not everyone is willing to help her, a helpless orphan.

She bit her lip and said, "It's not that I didn't want to find Minister Zhang before, but my father entrusted me to the Zheng family before he died. Will it make things difficult for him?"

"You have some conscience." Wuyi smiled happily. He said that this child looks a bit like his mother. Although he looks a bit shabby, he is a good person at heart. He needs to take better care of him.

"It's definitely difficult, but your status is different. My dad has to intervene at school. Otherwise, it's very risky for you to go abroad."

"Thanks."

Wuyi laughed and shook his head, "What are you thanking me for? Your dad is a hero, that's what we should do."

After hearing this, Xiaojiu lowered her head and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. How long has it been since someone called her father a hero? The Zheng family should be the most grateful.

But they had forgotten that if it weren't for her father, their family would have broken up long ago. How could they have let her work as a servant in their family? If it weren't for her father, would Zhang Tiejun have become the head of the regiment?

A tiny three-bedroom apartment, looking so cocky, and still saying how lucky he is to be living in a big compound. What a shrewd person!

She knew she shouldn't feel resentful.

Her father is such a genuine person. If anyone is in danger, he will take the bullet for them. But not everyone can be so at ease.

Zheng Shuya bought new clothes every few days, but what about her? She didn't believe that a soldier who had been a scout could not see these facts.

Now that the Zhou family left today, she knew that it was too late to undo what had happened.

But she didn't owe the Zheng family anything. Over the past few years, she had eaten her own food and spent her own money. Even what belonged to her might have been misappropriated.

She, Qi Kejiu. Although the Qi Jia clan was in decline, as his descendant, even if she had a favor to repay, not everyone could be her benefactor.

She understood why her father entrusted her to Zheng Tiejun before he died. On the one hand, he was worried that she would be bullied in the village without anyone to rely on, and on the other hand, he just wanted to find a talisman for her.

But he forgot that there are so many heartless and ungrateful people in this world.

The moment her mother closed her eyes, she told herself one thing: It is better to trust yourself than to trust anyone else; it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on anyone else.

Qi Kejiu glanced at Wuyi beside him with a complicated look: "Mom, maybe I can trust this guy a little. His eyes and background don't bother to deceive me, the ugly girl he calls me."

"Hurry up and follow me. My dad must be in the yard with my mom watering the flowers at this time."

Wuyi saw her nervously adjusting her clothes and smiled at her comfortingly, "Don't be nervous, my family is easy to get along with, especially my dad."

"Remember not to cry later. My parents don't like girls who cry. Especially my mom. She had a worse life than you when she was a child. She will definitely help you."

Behind him, Liuyi rolled his eyes speechlessly. Why did he feel like his brother was a step behind? This was the rhythm of bringing a partner to your door.

Thinking of this, Liuyi was stunned for a moment and stopped to observe Wuyi. No one knew his twin brother's temperament better than him.

There are many people who are much more pitiful than this little girl named Qi Kejiu. For girls in an orphanage, it is already good enough for them to go to school, let alone go abroad.

But what about May Day?

His younger brother only expressed concern, but he had never been so enthusiastic in bringing people home. Not only that, he also brazenly promised his father that he would definitely help.

Well, now I even tell my parents the truth about their preferences.

This was not like his brother's usual behavior.

"Brother, what are you doing standing there? Come in quickly, I heard Xiao Tangtang's voice. Do you know Xiao Tangtang? She's my mother's goddaughter.

You should spend more time with her in the future. She is not that stupid girl from the Zheng family. Little Tangtang is very well-behaved. With her protecting you, those people in the compound won’t dare to bully you.”

Liuyi looked at his silly brother meaningfully, then glanced at Qi Kejiu who was nodding repeatedly, shook his head and smiled speechlessly.

"Dad, your old son is home."

Zhang Guoqing was right on target. He turned around with the shower head in hand and caught a glimpse of a strange figure. He looked him over and asked, "Where's your eldest brother?"

"I have an appointment." Wuyi stretched his neck to look into the living room. "Where's my mom? Why are you alone? I brought a guest to talk to you."

"She just went in with Xiao Tangtang." Zhang Guoqing put down the shower head, nodded slightly to Qi Kejiu, turned and walked towards the living room, "Come in first and talk."

Wuyi pulled Qi Kejiu and said, "Don't be afraid."

Qi Kejiu swallowed and muttered unconvincedly, "I'm not afraid."

"Ugly girl, there's something wrong with you. How can an uncle like me not see it?" Wuyi shook his head disapprovingly, "Come in quickly."

Liuyi walked around him and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother is kindly reminding you not to give people nicknames randomly." To avoid getting slapped in the face in the future.