After three days of relaxation, it was time to go back to school to check the grades. Dad and Mom of Qiao, who were at work, took out their mobile phones from time to time to check. Before going to work, they reminded their son to call or send messages as soon as they saw the grades. It was not because they were worried that their son's grades would drop, but because they wanted to share their son's good grades as soon as possible.
Yao Qiongming would often take out his cell phone, look at the phone number on it, and wanted to dial it several times but put the phone back in his pocket, worried that watching his nephew too closely would make him rebellious again. When it was almost noon, he finally couldn't help but call the class teacher, Mr. Yang, to ask how his nephew did in the exam.
Teacher Yang was very happy: "Mr. Yao, please rest assured. Zhou Hengjun has made great progress this time. He ranked 58th in the class in the last midterm exam, but this time he ranked 25th, and his grade ranking has improved by more than 200."
Yao Qiongming was very surprised: "Thank you, Teacher Yang. I'm sorry that you and other teachers have taken so much trouble during this period of time."
“No, no, Zhou’s great progress is inseparable from his own efforts, as well as the help of his deskmate Qiao Yuanjing. On the contrary, we teachers have done the least.” Teacher Yang said with a smile.
"By the way, how did Qiao do this time?"
Teacher Yang smiled even more: "Qiao Yuanjing has maintained his position as the first in the class and the first in the grade this time, and the gap between him and the second place has widened compared to last time."
Yao Qiongming thanked him again before hanging up the phone, with undisguised joy. Even the secretary beside him knew that the mayor's nephew who was studying at No. 1 Middle School did well in the final exam. This would allow the mayor to worry less.
As Yao Qiongming was about to go to lunch, he remembered something. His nephew had made such great progress, which was directly related to Qiao Yuanjing. He said, "Please make some time for me. I want to treat Hengjun's classmates to a meal. As an uncle, I should thank Hengjun's classmates."
"OK."
A similar scene also happened in the unit of Qiao's father and mother, but after Yuan Jing received the transcript, he took a photo and sent it to their mobile phones. Then they pretended to reveal their son's grades unintentionally, and received a lot of praise. Although they were not overly vain people, they were also extremely proud at this moment.
When he returned home that day, Yuan Jing was undoubtedly rewarded with a loving meal by Qiao's father and mother, and he was also given two thousand yuan, allowing him to decide whether to go out for fun or where to go.
Yuan Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he held the money in his hand. However, this feeling was very different from his previous life. Thinking of his savings which had increased to 50,000 yuan in his account, Yuan Jing accepted the money. He didn't want to waste his parents' kindness.
Yuan Jing had traveled to many places in his previous life, so he had no intention of going out for a trip. And looking at the calendar on the desk, the time was very close. In order to prevent any accidents, he had to stay close to Zhou Hengjun.
What's the excuse? Yuan Jing looked at the pile of winter vacation homework on the table. It's you.
The cell phone rang, and it turned out to be a telepathic connection. The person calling was Zhou Hengjun.
Zhou Hengjun was used to seeing the little fox every day, and he suddenly disappeared and couldn't hear him talking anymore, which made him feel strange. Somehow, the call was made. When he heard the familiar voice from the other end, Zhou Hengjun, who had just felt a little guilty, suddenly became righteous.
"Xiao, hey, classmate Qiao, I can't figure out a few questions on my winter vacation homework. Can you come over and help me?"
Well, there is no need to find excuses, Zhou has already brought a ready-made excuse to the door. Yuan Jing put the winter vacation homework book on the table into his schoolbag and said, "I know, you have to give me some time. It's a long way to your house, right? By the way, do you want to ask Wei Hao to come? Time will pass faster if the three of us do winter vacation homework together."
"No!" Zhou Hengjun refused subconsciously, and quickly found an excuse, "No, he's too noisy, it will only reduce efficiency."
"Okay, I'll be there soon, just wait."
"Okay." The little fox agreed, and Zhou Hengjun became complacent. It turned out that compared with Wei Hao, his former deskmate, he, the current girlfriend, was more important.
Humph, it turns out that the little fox is still attracted by his own beauty, bah, bah, his handsomeness.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Hengjun got busy. He first changed himself into clothes that he thought would better highlight his handsomeness, then combed his hair in front of the mirror, and quickly tidied up his messy room. Finally, he asked the aunt at home to buy some fruits and snacks. These fruits and snacks were obviously Yuan Jing's favorites.
When the doorbell outside rang, Zhou Hengjun rushed over to open the door. When his hand put the door handle, his heart started beating so fast for some reason and his face felt a little hot. He didn't have time to think about what was going on at the moment. He suddenly opened the door and saw the person outside. His mood suddenly changed and he showed an extremely disappointed look.
"Uncle, why are you back? Didn't you go to work?" Zhou Hengjun stretched his head to look back, but there was no sign of the little fox.
Yao Qiongming saw a nephew who was so arrogant. Why was he so disappointed to see him? "Why are you so unhappy to see your uncle come back? Who are you waiting for? Could it be a female classmate?"
Yao Qiongming didn't have the idea of not allowing his nephew to fall in love early. Of course, as an uncle, could he control his nephew's early love? But how could he not feel jealous when he regarded others as more important than his uncle?
Zhou Hengjun said listlessly, "I see my uncle every day. I'm tired of seeing him. What's there to be happy about? Who said it was a female classmate? I'm waiting for Qiao Yuanjing to come and do my winter vacation homework together."
"Qiao Yuanjing? Ha, that's good, that's good, it was uncle who misunderstood." Yao Qiongming's mood immediately improved. His nephew became good friends with Qiao Yuanjing and even did winter vacation homework together, which made him very happy.
Zhou Hengjun snorted: "You haven't told me why you came back yet, but you came back to stand at the door and chat with me?"
"How can you talk like that, kid? But if you hadn't said it, your uncle would have almost forgotten about it. I came back to get something and will leave after I get it."
"Eh? Uncle Yao is at home today too. Isn't he at work? What are you doing standing at the door?"
During this conversation, Yuan Jing arrived and looked at the uncle and nephew standing at the door chatting with curiosity.
Zhou Hengjun, who had just crossed his arms and sneered at his uncle, quickly lowered his arms, took the schoolbag from his hand with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other hand and led him inside, explaining casually: "He is always forgetful, so he came back to get something. Don't worry about him, let's go upstairs and do our homework."
Yuan Jing was dragged inside and could only turn his head and smile at Yao Qiongming behind him. Yao Qiongming was extremely helpless with his nephew and also walked towards his study: "Xiao Qiao, have fun with Hengjun at home. Call me if you have anything. By the way, are you free tomorrow night? I'll treat you and Hengjun to dinner."
"You want me to treat? I will." Zhou Hengjun was very dissatisfied with his uncle's repeated interruptions.
Yuan Jing smiled and said, "I am always free if I am free."
Zhou Hengjun glared at Yuan Jing in dissatisfaction, but did not raise any more objections. Yao Qiongming had already made an agreement with Yuan Jing, went to the study to pick up the documents she had left, and left in a hurry. Now no one would disturb them together, and Zhou Hengjun was in such a good mood that even the winter vacation homework that was a headache became infinitely beautiful in his eyes.
The next evening, Yao Qiongming asked his secretary to send the dining location to Zhou Hengjun's mobile phone, asking him to bring Qiao Yuanjing with him when the time came.
On the way, Zhou Hengjun's phone rang again. He answered the phone and said, "Why are you calling again? We will be there soon. You can order the food first."
Last night he mentioned several of Yuan Jing's favorite dishes and asked his uncle to remember them.
Yao Qiongming said in a good-tempered manner: "Give the phone to Xiao Qiao. I have something to tell him."
"You're not going to stand us up, are you? But it doesn't matter if you do. Just remember to order the food and pay for it. We can eat by ourselves."
"It's not what you think, hurry up."
"Okay." Handing the phone to Yuan Jing, Zhou Hengjun said, "Uncle asked you to answer the phone."
Yuan Jing picked up the phone puzzledly: "Uncle Yao, what's the matter?"
"Xiao Qiao, this is what happened. We originally planned to invite you and Hengjun to dinner, but someone we know came over, and Hengjun also knows him. I thought we should eat together tonight, so Uncle Yao wanted to ask for your opinion."
So that was the matter. Yuan Jing said indifferently, "It's okay. Uncle Yao will make the decision."
In Yao Qiongming's mind, Qiao Yuanjing was really considerate, much better than his awkward and impolite nephew: "Thank you, Xiao Qiao, I'll hang up first, see you later."
Yuan Jing returned the phone to Zhou Hengjun and told him what happened on the phone. Zhou Hengjun frowned. If he had heard this, he would have immediately taken Yuan Jing to eat somewhere else. He said he knew the person, so he must have come from Beijing. He wondered who it could be.
The two of them arrived at the restaurant and went to the private room booked by Yao Qiongming. Not long after, Yao Qiongming appeared with a lady. Zhou Hengjun didn't recognize her at first.
Yao Qiongming introduced, "Hengjun, don't you recognize her? This is Aunt Xia from the Jiang family, but she doesn't spend much time in the capital. Sister Xia, this is Hengjun, and this is Qiao Yuanjing, Hengjun's classmate here. We're also deskmates. She has helped Hengjun a lot this semester, so I was going to treat Xiao Qiao to dinner alone today."
Xia Mingfeng smiled and said, "Hengjun has grown so tall that I almost couldn't recognize him. He was only this tall the last time I saw him." She gestured at the height of her shoulders, "Great, Hengjun, you look much more handsome than your uncle."
Zhou Hengjun felt much happier after hearing this. He even glanced at the little fox on purpose. Did you hear that? He was praising him for being handsome.
"Student Xiao Qiao, it's Auntie who disturbed you."
"It's okay. I meet Uncle Yao quite often. It's a rare opportunity for Aunt Xia to come here." After hearing Yao Qiongming's introduction of Xia Mingfeng's identity, Yuan Jing was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face. He just kept his gaze on Xia Mingfeng's face for a while.
"We are all family, stop being polite, and sit down." Yao Qiongming invited everyone to sit down. "Don't mention it, when I first met Xiao Qiao, I felt that she looked familiar. Now that Sister Xia and Xiao Qiao are standing together, I know where this feeling comes from. Sister Xia, don't you find that Xiao Qiao looks a bit like you?"
The teacup that Xia Mingfeng had just picked up fell onto the table with a bang, and the tea spilled out. Uncle Yao quickly took out a tissue to soak up the tea, but Xia Mingfeng seemed to have not reacted yet, her eyes fixed on Qiao Yuanjing's face.
Uncle Yao paused, suddenly realizing something. No way. Turning his head, he saw Qiao Yuanjing's somewhat bewildered expression and his nephew's frown. Yao Qiongming knew that this matter still needed to be considered in the long run. He patted Xia Mingfeng's hand and reminded her, "Sister Xia, you have been too tired these days. Eat first, then have a good rest after eating. We can talk tomorrow if we have anything to say."
It was not known whether it was Yao Qiongming's words or the pressure from his hands that brought Xia Mingfeng back to her senses. She turned to look at Yao Qiongming with a helpless and pleading look. Yao Qiongming knew Xia Mingfeng's past, so he sighed in his heart and said, "Don't scare the children. Let's eat first."
He indicated to Xia Mingfeng that the matter had to wait until it was thoroughly investigated before a conclusion could be reached. After all, people have similarities, and the fact that Qiao Yuanjing had both parents alive did not necessarily mean that he was related to Sister Xia.
Xia Mingfeng noticed the words "Don't scare the children" and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, let's eat first, Hengjun, Xiaoqiao, yes, Xiaoqiao, Auntie can call you that, right? Eat more of what you like."
Zhou Hengjun frowned and looked at Xia Mingfeng again. Xia Mingfeng was still a little out of control. Although she tried her best to control herself, she still looked at the little fox from time to time. As a junior, he couldn't say anything, so he could only diligently serve the little fox his favorite dishes: "Eat more, you are so skinny, it's ugly."
Yuan Jing smiled at him good-naturedly, and said to the other two, "Uncle Yao, Aunt Xia, you guys eat too."
"Okay, okay, let's eat too." Xia Mingfeng responded quickly, picked up the food and stuffed it into her mouth, almost unable to control her tears.
Yao Qiongming sighed in his heart again. No wonder he thought Qiao Yuanjing looked kind at first. Looking at his face, his outline and facial features were indeed somewhat similar to Sister Xia, and he also had a bit of Jiang Hong's shadow. Could it be... he really was Sister Xia's son who had been lost for many years?
What do Qiao’s parents say?
The meal was not as lively as expected. Zhou Hengjun and Yuan Jing finished their meal as quickly as possible, said goodbye to the two elders and left, leaving Xia Mingfeng with eager eyes.
There were only two people left in the private room, and Yao Qiongming said, "Sister Xia, I will find someone to investigate this matter immediately. Before the investigation is clear, you must stay calm. As far as I know, Xiao Qiao has a very good relationship with his parents, and he is the only child in the Qiao family."
Xia Mingfeng covered her mouth to stop herself from crying, and covered her eyes with her other hand to prevent others from seeing her fragility. After a while, she said, "I feel like he is my child. I have this feeling when I see him. I have seen children who look like me before, but no one has ever given me this intuition."
"But I know you are right. It has been fifteen years. I can wait for fifteen years. I can wait for just a few days. My child, wuuuu..."
Yao Qiongming's eyes became sour when he heard this. Sister Xia was a strong woman, but because she lost her child in her early years, her family had become a mess over the years and she also had unpleasantness with the Jiang family. That was why she seldom returned to the capital over the years and had been wandering outside.
He also hoped that Sister Xia could find her child, but when he thought of Qiao's parents, he was afraid that it would be a blow to them.
On the other side, Zhou Hengjun tried to explain clumsily. He happily brought the little fox to dinner, but became unhappy because of Xia Mingfeng's reaction.
Yuan Jing interrupted him: "I'm not unhappy, in fact, I was a little full just now. It's normal for Aunt Xia to react like that. Is it because she lost her child in her early years? Does she think I might be her child?"
Seeing that the little fox was indeed not affected, Zhou Hengjun felt relieved. Speaking of the Jiang family, he had heard a little about it in his early years, and told Yuan Jing what he knew: "Xia Mingfeng is the eldest daughter-in-law of the Jiang family. The Jiang family has a son and a daughter. The eldest son is Xia Mingfeng's man Jiang Hong, who is now a provincial official. As for the entire Jiang family, I only have a good impression of the couple. I won't talk about the daughter of the Jiang family. The old man of the Jiang family also adopted a son named Jiang Bo, and it's hard to say about that person."
"When I first remembered things, I heard adults mention that Jiang Hong and Xia Mingfeng from the Jiang family had a child who was about my age, but was kidnapped when he was one year old. The Jiang family was very unhappy because of this. Although Xia Mingfeng and Jiang Hong did not divorce, they did not act like a couple. Jiang Hong was busy with work, and Xia Mingfeng was always on the road. Besides doing business, she was looking for her lost child until now."
"Don't worry, you have a father and a mother. Even if you look a little bit like Aunt Xia, you won't be related to her. There are many similar people in this world."
Yuan Jing pursed his lips and smiled, without expressing any opinion. He had become suspicious when he saw the photo of Jiang Hong and his wife when he was looking up the Jiang family's information, but he did not continue to investigate at the time. The information he found did not mention that Jiang Hong and his wife had lost their child, so they just left it aside. When he unexpectedly met Xia Mingfeng tonight, Yuan Jing knew that he might really be the Jiang family's child.
Blinking his eyes and looking at the crescent moon in the sky, if the original body is really the child of the Jiang family, then does Jiang Yujin know about it? If she knows and still insists on digging out the original body's heart, then he really sympathizes with the original body and Jiang Hong and his wife, and he is afraid that they will be kept in the dark until their death.
Poor and sad.
Yuan Jing lowered his head and looked at Zhou Hengjun who was worried. The more they got along, the more convinced he was that he was Qingshan's reincarnation. Although he had no memory of his previous life, he smiled. As long as he was still this person, he would no longer be alone.
"Brother Zhou, tell me about the other members of the Jiang family. For example, the daughter of the Jiang family. Brother Zhou, do you hate her? Is she terrible?"
Zhou Hengjun didn't want to mention the woman's family, but the little fox wanted to hear it, so he reluctantly talked about it to fulfill the little fox's wish. After all, she begged him so pitifully.
"Well, if I were to tell you about that woman in detail, it would take three days and three nights to finish. Anyway, she did a lot of extreme things, but the Jiang family only had her as a daughter. Anyway, she is still quite favored in the Jiang family at such an old age. At first, she wanted to marry her current husband, but the Jiang family disagreed. But she was even willing to commit suicide by fasting. What could the Jiang family do? They had to agree to her marriage. The man she married is called a Phoenix Man in today's terms. Now you understand."
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