Reborn in the 80s with Space

In her previous life, her eldest brother died early, her second sister went blind due to illness, her third brother became autistic, and she herself lived a life of poverty and hardship, scavenging...

Chapter 713 Suspicion (Part 3)

Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, "Yes! That yard is much bigger than Brother Niaoniao's house, and the rooms are very spacious."

Old Master Xiao's expression brightened. "Xiao Xiao! You are not allowed to go to Old Man Jiang's house! That old man is really bad."

Xiao Xiaoxiao was confused, "Why should I go to Chief Jiang's house?"

"Zhou Niao's uncle is Old Man Jiang's son."

"My uncle is so nice! He even asked someone to pack it up for me and said he would eat these two things again next time. They are so delicious. Grandpa, you should try them!"

As he said that, he picked up a fried milk and stuffed it into Mr. Xiao's mouth.

Old Master Xiao was immediately attracted by the crispy outside and sweet inside, and forgot to continue explaining things to his granddaughter.

"Mmm! It's quite delicious."

"Really? I knew Grandpa likes it. Come, try some fried chicken legs."

The grandfather and grandson ate happily, and Sun Shuxian felt relieved, as long as her father-in-law didn't get angry.

Soon, the two full lunch boxes were eaten by the grandfather and grandson. Grandpa Xiao was still not satisfied. "These two are really delicious. They are from the old family. Tell the kitchen to do the same."

Sun Shuxian advised, "Dad! You have high blood pressure and high blood sugar. You can't eat too much of this kind of food."

"Okay, okay, ask the kitchen to make it tomorrow, okay? I won't be eating today."

Sun Shuxian couldn't say anything more because her father-in-law had already given up until tomorrow.

However, the next day, Mr. Xiao took only one bite of the fried milk and fried chicken legs made in the kitchen and refused to eat them.

"What is that? It tastes terrible."

Xiao Xiaoxiao tasted it and didn't want to eat it anymore, "It's not tasty!"

Sun Shuxian, "Dad! Our chef cooks Chinese food. The two dishes you ate yesterday should be Western food."

Mr. Xiao paused, then said, "Can those foreigners make delicious food?"

Sun Shuxian nodded, "Yes, some Western food tastes pretty good."

After finishing the meal, Mr. Xiao took his granddaughter away.

"Xiaoxiao! When will you go to Uncle Zhou Niao's house again?"

"We'll go on Sunday. My sister has classes from Monday to Wednesday, so we won't have dinner together."

Sunday? He still had to wait for six days. Just thinking about the two foods he had yesterday made his mouth water. How could he endure it?

"What about Thursday? Don't you have classes? Why don't you have dinner together?"

"I don't know!"

"You, call Zhou Niao and tell him you want to eat fried chicken legs."

Xiao Xiaoxiao shook her head, "No, Brother Niaoniao wants to paint."

Old Master Xiao listens to his granddaughter talking about Zhou Niao painting all day long. What can a fool draw?

"What kind of painting are you doing? Is painting as fun as having a dinner party?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand it, but Brother Niaoniao's paintings were beautiful. Besides, "Brother Niaoniao is going to hold an art exhibition, which will definitely be more fun than a dinner party."

Old Master Xiao was shocked. Open an art exhibition? Normal people who learn painting at the age of 30 may not be able to hold an art exhibition. How could it be possible with Zhou Niao's IQ?

"Xiaoxiao, have you seen his paintings? Are they good?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded. "I've seen it. I can't really say for sure, but when I see Brother Niao Niao's paintings, I want to cry, laugh, or get angry. In short, whatever the people in the paintings are doing, that's what I want to do!"

This time, Old Master Xiao was truly astonished. Power of expression? Could a painting express power of expression? Then, Zhou Niao's painting skills were quite good. It seemed he wasn't just a simple fool.

He smiled at his granddaughter and said, "Xiaoxiao! Next Sunday, grandpa will go with us, okay?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao hesitated a little, "I want to ask Brother Niaoniao."

Old Master Xiao waved his hand and said, "No need to ask, they will definitely welcome me to come. Let's give them a surprise."

Xiao Xiaoxiao was fooled by her grandfather, "Okay! Give them a surprise."

Zhou Xiang, who was returning to school for class, was stopped by Ping Zhengping. It was class time and there were few people walking around on campus.

Zhou Xiang frowned, "Something?"

"Zhou Xiang, I..."

Zhou Xiang waved his hand and said, "Please call me teacher."

Ping Zhengping paused for a moment, "Teacher Xiao Zhou, I'd like to treat you to a meal. After all, we've been classmates for a year, so you should at least give me some face, right?"

Zhou Xiang chuckled. "Face? Do you have face? I could kick you away before, and now I'm an adult, and I can still kick you away. You still want face? Is face given by others?"

Quickly raise your foot and kick him away. Let's go! You're wasting my time! Director, it's time to come out and shout "Cut!"

Ping Zhengping decided to stop her during this period of time because he thought that she was in a hurry to get to the classroom and would probably agree to it without thinking in order not to waste time.

As long as she agreed, he would tell her in front of her classmates, forcing her to agree to go out for dinner, and then, slowly, the two of them became close. The higher-ups were already dissatisfied with him, saying that he had not yet contacted the target person.

Who would have thought that Zhou Xiang, who has become a university lecturer, is still as explosive and strong as before. No, her strength is increasing.

Is it with age or with training like him?

He lay flat on the ground of the university campus for a long time before slowly getting up.

When he arrived at the classroom, Zhou Xiang had already taken attendance. Yes, Zhou Xiang did it on purpose to mark him as late and deduct credits from him.

Seeing him bending down and bowing to explain, Zhou Xiang's eyes flashed. This bending down and bowing posture was very familiar!

Zhou Xiang, who had doubts in his heart, stopped criticizing him. He had already remembered his name anyway, so he waved to him to enter the classroom.

Ping Zhengping walked over to the girl who had saved a seat for him and sat down next to her, smiling at her.

Zhou Xiang felt that the girl's saliva was about to flow down, and he felt even more ashamed of Ping Zhengping. He brought Yang Ji with him to flirt with this girl.

You even dare to touch her? How disgusting!

After finishing the class calmly, I left the school and went back with Ling Ran. They just chatted on the way until they returned to their home.

Zhou Xiangcai told Ling Ran what happened in the morning and Ping Zhengping's bow, which was particularly similar to the way the Wan family bowed in the past.

"Ling Ran, tell me, could it be that the Wan family was taken away, and a member of the Ping family was sent here? If that's the case, what does Huai County have that's worthy of Country R using it as a base?"

Ling Ran's face was solemn. He didn't expect to make such a discovery. The Ping family was indeed transferred to Huai County after the Wan family was arrested.

Hearing Xiang Xiang's words, he also shook his head and said, "I don't know. I think if there is anything, it should be in the Huai River."

After all, nothing major happened in Huai County in the previous life.

After hearing this, Zhou Xiang also felt that it was possible. Huai County was a small county town, and apart from the discovery of the things hidden by Grandpa Zhou in his previous life, nothing major had happened.

Ling Ran took Zhou Xiang's phone and made a confusing call to the captain, then advised his little girl, "Don't worry, I've already reported it, and the captain will go check on Ping's family.

You should also be careful not to come into contact with that guy. The R people have many ancient things. Moreover, that guy has been trained. He can't be easily kicked away by you. He just doesn't dare to expose himself. "