Zhou wanted to take his own photo away. It was nice and beautifully framed.
The police officer asked Zhou Xiang, "How is it? Am I competent?"
Zhou Xiang gave him a thumbs up, "Very impressive, and he also taught us some common sense. Thank you, police officer."
"You're welcome, go home now!"
"good!"
Passing by a framing shop, Zhou Xiang paused for a moment and then walked in.
"I want a pennant made immediately, for a little extra money."
"For that policeman?"
"How did the boss know?"
"I just got back. The little girl is amazing!"
Zhou Xiang shook his head. "It's not that I'm awesome, and I didn't mean to do this, but the owner of the photo studio was so confident and righteous that he pissed me off. He essentially stole my things."
The boss said, "I'll do it for you right away. Tell me more about the common legal knowledge you know about ordinary people. I don't want you to pay extra. I also know the name of the police officer."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
Zhou wanted to tell him a few of the things he knew that were currently legal.
The boss nodded and said, "That's very well said. Ordinary people still need to understand the law to avoid being harmed and making mistakes!"
"Do you sympathize with the photo studio owner?"
The boss shook his head. "No, I'm just a little emotional. If he hadn't taken advantage of your young age and discussed it with you properly, there wouldn't have been such a big fuss."
Zhou Xiang paid the normal price and went to the police station with the banner.
"Uncle Du Sentian."
The policeman was taking a statement and reporting. After going out on a mission, he had to submit a report when he came back.
Hearing someone calling him, he looked up and saw it was Zhou Xiang. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Xiang put down the bag and photo frame, opened the banner in his hand, and raised his hands high, "Thank you, police officer."
Du Sentian didn't expect the little girl to give him a banner. He waved his hand and said, "You're too polite. It's just my job."
"No, it's not. My case doesn't fall within your job scope, but I'm grateful that you're still willing to stand up for me."
"Okay, I'll take it. Let's go home!"
"Okay, bye!"
Du Sentian waved his hand, "No!"
Zhou Xiang laughed, picked up his things, and walked out of the police station briskly.
Zhou's mother was still wondering where her little daughter had gone as she was not at home the entire afternoon.
After Zhou Xiang returned home and told his mother everything, his mother sighed and said, "It's okay, you don't need to feel guilty. We haven't seen each other for more than ten years. We were just ordinary classmates before."
"Are you really okay?"
"It's really nothing. We're just classmates sitting in front of each other and we're not particularly close. Since they're talking so confidently, they're just being disrespectful to me and taking advantage of your youth."
"I'm glad it didn't affect you."
"Come, let me see how beautiful my daughter is that she can be displayed without them asking us."
Zhou Xiang handed the framed photo to his mother and said, "Look! Your daughter is incredibly beautiful."
"Misusing idioms!"
Haha, aren’t there all kinds of messy usages in later generations?
When Zhou's mother saw the photo, she smiled. "No wonder! Your smile combines innocence and childishness with maturity and sophistication. It's so cunning and contagious."
"Mom! You're using idioms incorrectly. What do you mean by a cunning smile?"
Zhou Niao and Zhou Hua were also admiring the photos together. After hearing his sister's words, Zhou Niao said, "I know foxes are cunning, but I've never seen a fox laugh."
"Brother! You've learned bad things."
"I don't!"
"You have."
"No!"
"have."
The next day, Zhou Xiang accompanied his mother and eldest brother to Mao's house, while his third brother stayed at home to look after the house.
"Third brother, the people next door to the west are not good people, don't pay attention to them. If they cause trouble, tell Da Huang to bring the kids along."
Zhou Hua nodded, "I understand. Zhong Xiong and the others told me. You should have told me these things."
"Okay, I'll definitely let you know about any important family events in the future."
Zhou Niao was carrying cigarettes, alcohol, candy, as well as the bacon and salted fish that his father had brought yesterday.
Zhou Xiang and his mother followed his eldest brother with empty hands.
This time, Zhou Xiang met his eldest brother’s two junior sisters, Mao Xiaolu and Mao Xiaoying.
After a few polite words, Zhao Jingya asked her two daughters to bring Zhou Xiang to play together.
"Zhou Xiang, I've long heard of your name!"
"Senior Sister Mao, you seem to be in the third grade, right? How can you know about our first grade?"
"Why call me Senior Sister Mao? Just call me by my name! When we're not busy studying in the third year of junior high, we love to read gossip about the first and second year students."
So you are this kind of junior sister. Thanks to you, big brother, for praising you for being cute!
"Comrade Mao Xiaolu, there's something wrong with your thinking! You seem to be mocking your junior classmates."
Mao Xiaolu raised her hand and swore seriously, "Absolutely not. I just wanted to use the freshmen to reflect on my past stupidity and balance out the tension I'm feeling now."
"Okay, I believe you."
The two of them chuckled, feeling a sense of mutual understanding.
"Hey, honestly, how did you study? You often take days off and still manage to stay in first place. Please teach me. I have the high school entrance exam coming up soon and I'm so unsure!"
"Well, it's a question of learning methods. You can't just follow what the teacher teaches you. They only teach you routines. You should learn in your own way."
"This is the first time I've heard that. Everyone says: 'The teacher taught this way, said this way.' I've never thought that I can't learn according to what the teacher taught."
"The teacher taught you, but you have to put it into practice. Doing exercises is just applying the same principle over and over again, isn't it? You have to understand the principle and not just apply it mechanically."
The two chatted for a long time, and Mao Xiaolu was really enlightened. Zhou Xiang's statement was so different.
"Okay, I'll try your idea."
When leaving, Mao Xiaolu asked Zhou Xiang to come visit often. Zhou Xiang nodded, "If you have time."
Gao Zhaolan was frightened by the smell next door, so she didn't dare to bully her openly. She just waited for evidence to report her. After waiting for many days, she still didn't see the stench from next door. She didn't believe it, so she went to find Liu Yizhen again.
"Tell me, why doesn't the toilet next door have a bad smell? Is it not being used?"
Liu Yizhen glanced at her with disdain. "That's a bathroom, not a toilet. It's terrible to be so uneducated."
"Hey! How can you talk like that? Who are you calling uneducated?"
"I'm talking to you! How many times have I told you that it's called a bathroom, not a toilet? You can't even tell the difference. Are you an educated person?"
Humph! You think you don't know? You're just waiting for them to stink up your ass so you can call the neighborhood committee to pick a fight?
"Isn't the bathroom just a place to pee and poop? Why are you being so polite?"
"Okay, okay, you have a point. It's just for pooping. Don't bother me. Do whatever you want. Don't involve us."
Gao Zhaolan was scolded and felt very upset. Seeing that only the youngest son of the Zhou family was at home, she went to the neighborhood committee to report it. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it was good to annoy people.
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