Chapter 854: Rourou? Who is it?
Speaking of the "Pei family", Song Hongmei remembered that Chu Yue had asked her about the Pei family before. At that time, Song Hongmei thought it was just the curiosity of a young girl who had just arrived, and she just regarded it as gossip to broaden her horizons. Who would have thought that Chu Yue was actually connected to the Pei family.
When did that happen?
Song Hongmei calculated the date carefully. It was before the New Year, when Chu Yue had just come to the compound a few days ago.
Could it be that since Chu Yue started to inquire about the Pei family's news, she has been planning to open a shop?
Thinking of this, Song Hongmei's eyes trembled slightly, and she looked at Chu Yue in surprise.
Chu Yue's fair and pretty face showed a calm expression, neither panic nor nervousness, nor pride and indulgence.
She had already planned to open a shop and became a small business owner, but she was still willing to come to the village to work as a hygienist. Even if she was forced to stay in the village for seven days, she worked hard without a single complaint.
Song Hongmei originally thought Chu Yue was a good girl, but now she feels that she is even more unfathomable.
A girl like this has a bright future.
A small family compound can definitely not hide her brilliance.
Song Hongmei watched and suddenly laughed.
Chu Yue was a little surprised and asked, "Sister Song, what are you laughing at?"
Song Hongmei laughed and said, "I am laughing... Wait until later, there will be times when Captain Lu will be worried."
Chu Yue still didn't understand.
However, Song Hongmei had already imagined the interesting situation in the near future where Lu Zhanlin would feel frustrated that he was not worthy of his young wife.
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The next two days passed quickly.
"one two three……"
Lu Yuanbao lay on the table, with a serious look on his face, holding a pencil and writing carefully, stroke by stroke.
The first "one, two, three" was newly taught in school, and he has learned them all.
The following “four, five, six…” was learned from the picture book Chu Yue gave him.
Chu Yue read out every word in the picture book to him. Lu Yuanbao was smart and memorized it after listening to it a few times, so as long as he matched them up, he knew how to pronounce each word.
"Four...five...six..."
Lu Yuanbao clenched his fingers tightly and wrote with a pencil on the paper. When he first learned to write, he had the habit of holding the pen very tightly.
He wrote every word neatly and carefully with great concentration.
Chen Dazhuang rushed into the classroom, rushed to the desk beside the road, and asked loudly, "Yuanbao, what are you writing?"
Lu Yuanbao said without even looking up, "Write."
"Of course I know you're writing. You've been writing for several days, but I asked you to go out and play, but you refused. Writing is so boring! My fingers hurt every time I write, and my mom even beats me when I don't write..."
When he said this, Chen Dazhuang subconsciously touched his butt, as if he could still feel the pain of being spanked.
Chen Dazhuang is very similar to Chen Fengying in some aspects. At first glance, they are mother and daughter who are related by blood, for example, their personalities.
Generous, free and easy, he does whatever he wants.
Chen Dazhuang kept talking, and he didn't get angry even if Lu Yuanbao didn't answer him. He stayed beside Lu Yuanbao and stared at his notebook.
"One... two... I know these words. The simplest ones are one, two, three... Why is there something else after that? It looks so strange... What is this?" The only three words Chen Dazhuang knew were one, two, three. When it came to "four", he didn't know any of them and scratched his head worriedly.
Lu Yuanbao said word by word, "The next ones are four... five... six..."
"So it's four, five, six," Chen Dazhuang suddenly realized. "No wonder it's connected with one, two, three, one, two, three, four, five, six...where's seven? Yuanbao, why didn't you write seven?"
“No.”
"Why don't you write it? The teacher said there are seven days in a week, and the seventh day is a day off and we don't have to go to school! The seventh day is the most important! Why don't you write seven?" Chen Dazhuang couldn't read, but he remembered all these messy words clearly.
Lu Yuanbao pursed his lips and said, "I won't write today."
"You're not going to write today? Why not today? If not today, will you write tomorrow?" Chen Dazhuang asked with a puzzled look on his face. "The seventh day is so good! I love the seventh day the most. Even if I go out to play all day, my mom won't be angry."
While Chen Dazhuang was chattering, a little boy suddenly interrupted.
"Hahaha... Chen Dazhuang, you're so stupid! Lu Yuanbao didn't write seven, it must be because he can't write it. He's only been in school for a few days, how could he write so many words? I think he's just pretending."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanbao didn't react at all, and Chen Dazhuang immediately became angry.
He shouted, "You are talking nonsense! Yuanbao is so smart, how could he not know how to write seven? Go away! I don't want to play with you anymore."
"If you don't want to play, then don't play. I don't even like playing with you, you fat guy!" The male classmate who spoke rudely mocked Chen Dazhuang and then ran away.
Chen Dazhuang was left alone with a red face, a round body, a round head, and round eyes. He was so angry that his neck was almost red.
Lu Yuanbao comforted him and said, "Da Zhuang, don't be angry with him. My mother said that children should eat more. Eating more will help them grow taller and fatter, so that they won't be bullied."
"Yes! My mother also said that it's good for me to be fat, because that means I'm strong! Anyway, we have plenty of food at home, enough for me to eat." When Chen Dazhuang heard Lu Yuanbao's comfort, he immediately stopped comforting him. His anger came and went quickly, and he was as open-minded as Chen Fengying.
Chen Dazhuang continued to pester Lu Yuanbao and asked, "Yuanbao, you haven't told me yet, why didn't you write seven? Don't you know how to write it?"
"I will write it!" Lu Yuanbao said with a tense face, "It's not too late yet. Tomorrow is only the seventh day. I will leave it for tomorrow."
After hearing this, Chen Dazhuang laughed happily. "I told you, you are so smart, how could you not know how to write seven? That brat is talking nonsense. Yuanbao, you can write whenever you want. Anyway, I am not playing with him, I am playing with you."
"Okay, let's play together."
Lu Yuanbao smiled at Chen Dazhuang.
He kept counting silently in his mind: the first day, the second day, the third day... Tomorrow would be the seventh day.
Lu Zhanlin said that Chu Yue would be back in just seven days.
Tomorrow he will be able to see his mother.
Chen Dazhuang was only quiet for a few minutes, and soon his little mouth started talking again. The way he spoke was just like Chen Fengying.
"Yuanbao, do you know that Rourou is coming to school! She is coming to school! My mom said that Rourou will be in the kindergarten class, and she will be in the same class as us! We can sit in the same classroom in the future. It would be great if she could sit at the same table with me."
Chen Dazhuang's current deskmate is Lu Yuanbao, a position he worked hard to get.
Lu Yuanbao was puzzled, "Rou Rou? Who is she?"
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