Xu Ran had never felt so agile before. Almost instinctively, he strode towards Yuan Zhuan, and by the time he realized what was happening, he was already standing behind the little girl.
Yuan Zhuan suppressed a laugh and continued, "Uncle Xu, is there anything you can do to help with this?"
"Yes, we can help, we can help." Xu Ran nodded vigorously.
"Did you hear that, Pei Jingjing? Go now, and wait for my summons."
The study was unusually silent...
"Uncle Xu, she's gone."
"Gone? Really gone?" Xu Ran's face turned pale, and his expression was somewhat unnatural.
"He's really gone."
During the meal, Yuan Zhuan couldn't hold back his laughter and was doubled over with laughter, while Yang Ailan covered her mouth and laughed as well.
Yuan Zhuan never expected that Xu Ran's fear of ghosts was even greater than Yang Ailan's. Even when eating, he had to sit next to Yuan Zhuan. He strung four calming talismans together with a rope and hung them around his neck. Anyway, they were all family, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.
"What's so funny? Let's eat!" Xu Ran said with a serious face. If you ignored his red and irritated ears, you might actually be able to fool everyone.
Xu Ran glanced at Yuan Zhuan sideways, chewing her rice in large mouthfuls. It was impossible for her not to feel resentment.
To reassure Xu Ran, Yuan Zhuan left behind ten peace talismans and twenty calming talismans, then carried home a whole bunch of things in large and small bags, the kind of things he couldn't leave unattended.
"Zhuanzhuan, Aunt Lan thanks you." In the car, Yang Ailan held Yuan Zhuan's hand again, and the latter no longer tried to pull away as she had at the beginning.
"It was just a small favor."
"After you've met Qu Bo, please perform a ritual to help that family pass on to the afterlife. This is their destined calamity, one they cannot escape. Even if it weren't for your situation, there would be another one. You don't need to keep it to yourself. In the future, doing more good deeds will help you eliminate negative karma."
These words were spoken to Yang Ailan, and also to Xu Ran, who was driving.
Regardless, neither of them are bad people, and they are very measured in their dealings with others.
"Okay." The two said in unison.
A transfer student arrived in Class 5 of Grade 3 at Beiyu Elementary School, which surprised everyone. As the top elementary school in Beiyu City and the province, Beiyu has top-notch teachers. Beiyu Elementary School has all the resources that others have, and it also has things that others don't. Many people from neighboring cities and counties even buy houses and transfer their household registration to Beiyu Elementary School so that their children can attend it.
In short, no parent doesn't want to go in.
There are many children, but the number of places in Beiyu is limited, so parents with some connections are desperate to get in.
As is widely known, Beiyu Elementary School has a very strict admission rule: students must enroll from the first grade of elementary school, and transfers are not allowed except in special circumstances. Those who transfer out are not allowed to re-enroll. As for what these special circumstances are, no one knows, and the principal never discloses them to the public.
"So, this Yuan Zhuan is a special case in our school?" Xiao Yue fanned herself with a homemade paper fan, the freckles on her nose twitching slightly as she spoke, full of energy. "If he's special, why didn't he go to Class 1 or Class 2?" Instead, he came to their average-performing Class 5.
"Why so many questions? We'll know when she gets here," Wei Ding interjected, chewing on a candy.
"Manman, what do you think? Isn't Yuan Zhuan from an extraordinary background? Could she be the daughter of some big shot in the province? Otherwise, why would the school make a special exception for her?" Xiao Yue tugged at the ponytail girl in the puffy skirt, her gossip spirit ignited.
"Why don't you just say you're the principal's daughter?" Qin Man turned her head, her fair and delicate face always attracting attention no matter how many times you've seen it.
"If you ask me... umm..." Wei Ding was about to say a few more words when his mouth was suddenly covered.
"They're here, don't talk." Han Yu covered his friend's big mouth and gestured for everyone to look out the window. In the corridor, there was a thin but tall girl who had come with the homeroom teacher.
"Wow, that's really high."
Most of the third graders are eight years old, with a few being nine. Their height is around 1.3 or 1.4 meters. This girl has grown to over 1.5 meters, and looks about the same height as her homeroom teacher.
"Brother Han, this country girl is about as tall as you, right?" Wei Ding frowned, his still chubby face marveling at the new student's height, and also surprised that a girl from the countryside could transfer to Beiyu Primary School midway through her studies.
Han Yu is about 1.55 meters tall, which is already outstanding among boys, while this village girl looks no shorter than him.
Class seating is arranged according to height, so I hope I won't be assigned to the back.
"Clap, clap, clap!" Class teacher Ms. Sun led Yuan Zhuan to stand on the podium, clapping to draw everyone's attention.
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