Chi Minghe always felt it was unreal whenever he thought about Chi Chan getting into the city's No. 1 High School.
You know, Chi Chan was just like any other child when he was little. He never showed any extraordinary talent, and he and Zhang Qiaoyue always let him grow up freely.
Who would have thought that Chi Chan would have such a high talent for learning?
On the night they found out their middle school entrance exam results, Chi Ming and his wife were unusually generous and took Chi Chan to a fancy restaurant for a big meal.
That was the most expensive meal Chi Chan had ever eaten, because Zhang Qiaoyue's pained expression lasted all night.
The No. 1 Middle School is located in the city, which is far from their village.
Chi Chan had never been to the city. She only knew that she had to walk to the town first, take a minibus to the city, and then transfer to a bus in the city to get there.
So on the first day of school, Chi Minghe and Chi Chan set off with big bags and small packages.
Zhang Qiaoyue didn't go because Chi Xiaomei, Chi Yameng, suddenly developed a fever, and Zhang Qiaoyue took her to the hospital.
There is only one minibus a day to the city.
Go in the morning and return in the afternoon. You need to wait at a designated stop in advance to catch a ride.
Chi Minghe and Chi Chan arrived relatively early, but there were always people who had already lined up there before them.
When it was Chi Minghe and Chi Chan's turn to board the bus, there was only one seat left. Chi Minghe naturally gave the only seat to his daughter.
When the car started, it was already packed with people.
There was no such thing as overloading at this time, and we didn't encounter any traffic police on the road. These minibuses can carry as many people as they can fit.
Even if they encounter traffic police, sharp-eyed drivers will stop their cars far away, let some people get out and walk, and then let them get back into the car after the traffic police have passed.
The road was uneven, the space was cramped and crowded, and the journey was bumpy. All these factors combined to make Chi Chan feel carsick as soon as she got on the bus.
In my past life, I even vomited all over myself and took the bus to school wearing clothes covered in vomit, where I was stared at with strange looks the whole way.
Chi Chan didn't want to endure that feeling again.
For the rest of the journey, perhaps because there was a passenger named Chi Chan on the bus who was so prone to motion sickness that she cried, the passengers spoke much softer, and the driver drove steadily, avoiding many potholes. The journey was smooth and safe.
Naturally, although she still felt carsick, Chi Chan stopped vomiting.
The car swayed and rocked all the way, and when it finally stopped, Chi Minghe, who had been dozing off, immediately woke up.
"We've arrived!"
The passengers around me were already crowded together, ready to get off the bus, and the chickens and ducks with their wings tied up started squawking, making the bus lively again in an instant.
Chi Minghe yawned and rubbed his eyes.
Once she came to her senses, she wanted to help Chi Chan carry her schoolbag.
If it were 16-year-old Chi Chan, she would definitely throw the schoolbag to Chi Minghe.
But now that Chi Chan is 32 years old, she naturally won't let Chi Minghe carry her.
She carried the bulging backpack herself.
He even managed to snatch several bags from Chi Minghe's hands with quick reflexes.
With fewer bags to carry, it became much easier to carry the rest of the items.
Looking at her daughter walking silently ahead, she couldn't help but smile.
Why has Xiao Chan suddenly become so sensible? Today she even offered to help him carry things.
The father and daughter arrived at the bus stop. The father had just put his things on the ground and was about to get up to study the bus stop sign.
Chi Chan's voice suddenly came from the front.
"Dad, the bus is here. You take your things and get on first, I'll pay the fare."
After seeing the number on the bus, Chi Minghe asked, "How did you know it was bus number 2?"
Chi Chan was taken aback.
Sixteen-year-old Chi Chan didn't know the correct route to the city's No. 1 High School.
But 32-year-old Chi Chan knows the route to the No. 1 Middle School in the city very well.
Chi Chan casually said, "I just asked someone, and you can take bus number 2 directly to the No. 1 Middle School of the city."
"Is that so?"
Chi Minghe believed him; he hadn't noticed what Chi Chan was doing.
On the first day of school, bus route 2 was quite crowded, mostly with parents bringing their children to school.
Some kind-hearted parents saw Chi Minghe carrying large bags and offered him a seat.
Chi Minghe shook his head with a simple smile and refused.
Bus route 2 goes directly to the No. 1 Middle School of the city, but the No. 1 Middle School of the city at that time was not as prosperous as it is now.
There is currently a large-scale infrastructure project underway near the No. 1 Middle School in the city.
The roads were also dilapidated and narrow.
When getting off the bus, Chi Chan was the first to rush off.
If she stayed in the car for even a second longer, Chi Chan felt like her internal organs were about to be shaken out.
Chi Minghe followed closely behind Chi Chan, carrying his bag as he got off the bus.
The father and daughter followed the crowd forward. The route signs at the school gate were crowded with people, and Chi Minghe, carrying large bags and small bags, couldn't squeeze in at all.
Chi Minghe had no choice but to leave, find a quiet, empty spot, and put his luggage on the ground.
"Xiao Chan, you watch the bag first, I'll go check the route to report for duty!"
Chi Chan grabbed him and gestured towards the left side of the road: "Go that way!"
"Yeah?"
Not seeing any signs, Chi Minghe was suspicious.
But Chi Chan had already walked quite a distance, so Chi Minghe had no choice but to quickly pick up his bag and chase after her.
What if we can't find our way and lose our daughter again?
That would make things difficult, wouldn't it?
Chi Chan walked ahead at a very fast pace.
In fact, the dormitories at the No. 1 Middle School in the city had already been assigned before the start of the semester, but the specific list was with the homeroom teacher.
You have to register first to find out your dormitory number.
Although Chi Chan already knew the dormitory number, she wanted to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
She should just follow the procedure and go register first!
It's just a matter of making one more trip while carrying lots of bags.
After walking for a while, they realized that Chi Minghe hadn't followed.
Chi Chan stopped by the roadside to wait for Chi Minghe, and took the opportunity to reorganize her luggage.
Zhang Qiaoyue was afraid that she might be missing something at school, so she would quickly pack whatever she thought of into a bag.
I brought all my usual large and small items, just like moving house.
The result was that she had a lot of bags of all sizes, which were very difficult to carry and made her hands hurt.
Some things can definitely be put in a bag!
Chi Chan quickly cleared out several bags, leaving only two in the end.
One in each hand, just right!
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