Chapter 16 is not comprehensive enough
Shen Xing's father died when he was three years old and Shen Yue was one year old.
Jiang Cheng sat next to Shen Xing, without saying a word, just quietly accompanying him.
The backs of two people, one tall and one short, their souls separated by decades share the same loneliness.
"Sister, I can't remember."
Shen Xing lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.
He couldn't remember what his father looked like or his voice.
"I'm not a good son."
Jiang Cheng felt sad, she had experienced what Shen Xing was going through.
He is not afraid of being laughed at or criticized, he is just panicking.
He might forget the people who gave him life.
"Shen Xing, my sister also lost her parents, but I never fear that I will forget them. Do you know why?"
Shen Xing sniffed hard, his nose turned red, and his eyes were filled with hope, as if he was seeking help.
"Because I'm still alive."
Jiang Cheng said in a sonorous voice: "As long as I am alive, they who are connected to me by blood will live, live in my heart! In the future, when sister becomes the most powerful person, they will also live in other people's books."
"You can imagine that whenever someone introduces Shen Xing, they will mention Shen Xing's parents. By then, there will be millions of people remembering them."
Jiang Cheng's words opened a new door for Shen Xing.
A small seed took root and sprouted in his heart.
"But you have to remember that the love of parents is the simplest. They just want us to grow up safely, be healthy, and have a smooth life. Then they will rest in peace."
"Um."
Shen Xing nodded, and wiped away her tears a little embarrassedly after venting her emotions.
How could he, a young man, shed cat tears?
It's totally wrong.
Sister Jiang Cheng wouldn't think he is weak, right?
Jiang Cheng understood Shen Xing's embarrassment and changed the subject, "If you ask me, your vision is still too narrow."
Shen Xing:? ? ? What's the meaning? Jiang Cheng pointed at Shen Xing's handwritten homework sheet: Write an essay of no less than 100 words on the topic "My Dad".
"Shen Xing, you've been with me for so many days, but you haven't learned anything?"
Shen Xing asked tentatively, "Does it count as being humble but not humble at the same time?"
Humility with immodesty? Isn't this just being thick-skinned?
Jiang Cheng laughed. This kid is quite tactful.
But...
"Why not? Sister tells you, a tree without bark will surely die, but a person without shame will be invincible."
"You are still young and can't fully understand it. Don't worry, just stay with me and you will eventually be able to have some of my skills."
"Now let's talk about composition. What I want to say is, how can you forget our motherland?"
Shen Xing was stunned.
He ultimately underestimated Sister Jiang Cheng's... modesty.
"Motherland Father?"
Jiang Cheng nodded and said confidently, "That's right! We need to broaden our horizons and our thinking. In such a vast world, we should not be too concerned about small details."
Shen Xing is not stupid, his eyes suddenly lit up.
When Grandma Shen came back with Shen Yue, she saw Shen Xing spinning around excitedly.
Grandma Shen quietly pulled Jiang Cheng away.
"You drugged him?"
"How can that be possible?" Jiang Cheng denied, "Medicine is too expensive."
Grandma Shen: What I mean is that it’s not expensive and you can use it.
Jiang Cheng looked at Grandma Shen soothingly and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll take action.”
Grandma Shen: It sounds like someone is going to be missing quietly?
Grandma Shen shook her head and urged, "Hurry up and run, you'll be out of time soon."
"Okay, let's go!"
Jiang Cheng was carrying a green canvas bag on his way to night school, and coincidentally, he saw He Dan as soon as he stepped out of the door.
He Dan turned around and quickened his pace, not wanting to walk with Jiang Cheng.
As for the sarcasm... after several confrontations, He Dan didn't gain any advantage. She is not a fool.
Without absolute certainty, she would not easily provoke Jiang Cheng. However, when He Dan thought about Jiang Cheng, who had not even graduated from elementary school, competing with Sun Jiandong in academics, she felt that it would be her time to watch the fun soon.
To pass an exam, it is not enough to just recognize a few words.
He Dan walked into the classroom in a good mood.
As soon as I entered the door, I found that the students who were usually chattering were as quiet as chickens today.
She walked to her seat and nudged her deskmate Zhou Xiaohong.
"Xiao Hong, why is everyone so quiet?"
Zhou Xiaohong didn't even raise her head. She paused in her mumbling voice and took the time to answer, "Russian class later!"
Russian?
He Dan straightened his back a little.
She can speak a little Russian.
When He Dan wanted to ask something else, Zhang Cuijuan in the front row glared at him.
"Quiet!"
He Dangang's tail, which had not yet fully lifted up, was instantly pressed down.
However, when she thought about the scene of her doing great things and getting praise from her teacher, He Dan happily opened the Russian book.
The sound of footsteps, neither fast nor slow, was heard, and Jiang Cheng arrived.
Sitting in her unique position, she took out her Russian textbook.
Jiang Cheng's mood was still a little up and down.
How much skill will she have to use in the class later? Is it amazing or very amazing? Being too outstanding is indeed a bit troublesome.
The sound of hurried footsteps came closer and closer, and Jiang Cheng instantly decided that she had to be excellent.
Judging from the sound of his footsteps, he is a decisive person.
Sure enough, an old lady with a head full of silver hair tied into a bun walked in expressionlessly with a textbook tucked under her arm, went up to the podium and put the book down.
"Li Jianguo."
Comrade Li Jianguo stood up suddenly. The 1.80-meter-tall man was sweating profusely, with his hands clenched tightly.
The old lady on the podium acted as if she didn't see anything and started asking questions directly about the vocabulary that we had been required to memorize in the last class.
The most difficult part of Russian is tongue rolling, which is the pronunciation problem.
As Li Jianguo answered, the old lady's expressionless face became unfathomable.
"Put your hands in your mouth next time, maybe you can speak better."
After saying this sarcastically, the old lady immediately looked at the name list and called the next person.
"Don't tell me you learned this from me. I can't afford to lose face."
"Go work on the farm. Your tongue is strong enough to plow two acres of land."
"Did you forget to bring your brain? You got four out of three words wrong!"
…
Jiang Cheng, who was sitting quietly, finally understood why the classroom was so quiet.
"He Dan?"
He Dan, who was full of confidence, was a little nervous at this moment, but he still stood up.
The old lady asked questions, and He Dan answered fairly well based on his basic knowledge, which was much better than the previous ones.
"Have you learned it?"
The old lady finally looked up. He Dan let out a sigh of relief and nodded with some pride, "I learned a little."
"Well...don't learn it next time."
He Dan's face flushed red, and Jiang Cheng tried hard to hold back his laughter.
She unilaterally declared that this teacher was her favorite teacher!
He Dan sat down, and the old lady was ready to finish the spot check and start the class.
He Dan felt that she had lost face and was struggling with her conscience. The moment she saw Jiang Cheng grinning, she raised her hand.
"Report!"
The old lady, who had already opened the textbook, glanced over. He Dan stood up nervously and pointed in the direction of Jiang Cheng and said, "Teacher, I know I am stupid, but there are smart people in our class."
The old lady's gaze fell in the direction of Jiang Cheng, and she was slightly surprised. This was the first student who dared to look her in the eye without being nervous.
Jiang Cheng, who was called, raised his hand and stood up when the old lady nodded.
"Teacher, what Comrade He Dan said is not comprehensive. I am not only smart, I am a genius!"
(End of this chapter)
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