Xiang Mianmian didn't say anything, but just put down the clothes she was sorting and snuggled into her mother's arms.
She was already 16 years old, her height had grown a lot, and she loved to eat. She looked bigger than the skinny Zhang Jidi.
This action looks very comedic.
The older daughter snuggled in the arms of the younger mother and acted coquettishly, which was a bit eye-catching.
But Zhang Jidi didn't feel anything at all. She touched Mianmian's shoulder lovingly and said, "You, you're still acting like a spoiled child even at this age. You're really getting worse as you get older."
She smiled with relief, and the words of blame in her mouth were incredibly soft.
Xiang Mianmian didn't care at all. Instead, she hugged her mother's waist and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back early. I'm so smart. I can learn anything by just seeing it. I'll bring you some local specialties when the time comes~"
Zhang Jidi looked dejected: "Mother doesn't want those, she just wants you guys to be well..."
As children grow up and their wings become stronger, they are now able to fly out of the protection of their parents. It is not clear whether this is good or bad.
But compared to that little bastard Xiang Lihua who joined the army and finally came back with an injured left leg and face, his daughter Xiang Mianmian just had to travel all over the country for repairs, so it didn't seem that difficult to accept.
Barely suppressing his worry about his son, Zhang Jidi began to pack his daughter's luggage for her long journey.
She took out the suitcase she had bought in Shanghai and packed Xiang Mianmian's clothes. It was just enough to fit everything in one suitcase, but it was a bit heavy...
It’s packed so full and pressed so tightly, how can it not sink?
Although she didn't know why her mother suddenly agreed, Xiang Mianmian was still very happy. She followed Zhang Jidi's figure as he cleaned up and helped out a little.
When he heard that his leader had asked him to bring more clothes to keep warm, Zhang Jidi didn't think twice and prepared all his winter cotton clothes.
Bring a set of sweaters, trousers, cotton shoes and gloves.
Finally, Zhang Jidi took out 500 yuan and gave it to Xiang Mianmian: "Take it, don't be reluctant to spend it. Your own comfort is the most important thing. Buy whatever you need."
She was stunned: "Mom, this is too much, right?"
When have you ever seen such a world? Is it necessary to carry so much money on a long journey?
Zhang Jidi stuffed the money into his daughter's arms without giving her any explanation. "If it weren't for the demolition you mentioned, would our family have this much income? Take it with you. If there's anything left, bring back some souvenirs for everyone in the family."
Xiang Mianmian saw for the first time what it meant to be wealthy and powerful. She rolled her eyes and asked quietly, "What did grandpa and grandma leave for us?"
Normally, people wouldn't give their daughters so much money. It must be a windfall.
Zhang Jidi glanced at her with a half-smile: "I'll tell you when you give birth. Mom is not dead yet, why are you thinking about the family property?"
She pouted at Mianmian, not quite convinced, but it was difficult to refute, so she had to shut up.
Because of this delay, the money remained in his arms and was not returned. Xiang Mianmian was too lazy to be polite and just kept it since it was given by his mother.
The next morning, Zhang Jidi sent Xiang Mianmian to school to meet up with her superiors.
She was worried and always wanted to see what the person who took her daughter away looked like, even though she couldn't tell anything from his face.
Fortunately, the dean of studies was there too. He introduced the two parties to each other with dark circles under his eyes and yawning.
The autumn wind in the early morning was particularly cold, and everyone was shivering.
Only then did Xiang Mianmian realize that this leader was the deputy director of the city's Education Bureau. His surname was Zheng and he was generally called Director Zheng.
I don't know if the director of the Education Bureau's surname is Fu...
Director Zheng smiled gently. He used the excuse that he was taking Xiang Mianmian for a study tour and the location was kept secret as an explanation to her school and parents.
They exchanged a few pleasantries, then stopped talking as they were in a hurry to catch the train.
Zhang Jidi confirmed that the man was a reliable and serious leader, and then he felt at ease to send Xiang Mianmian to the train station.
As for the head teacher, he didn't come with us because he didn't find a teacher willing to substitute for the class last night.
Now I have to go outside the school to contact the teacher to give lessons to Xiang Mianmian’s classmates. I don’t know who is more pitiful, him or his classmates.
When the three of them were halfway there, a man who looked familiar to Xiang Mianmian came over. He was the county's leading repairman.
Of course, the two had a brief master-disciple relationship in the military camp.
Without waiting for Director Zheng to speak, Xiang Mianmian was the first to greet him: "Master Ke, why are you here?"
Master Ke was also a little surprised. He looked at Director Zhen, then at Xiang Mianmian, shook his head and laughed: "I'll do whatever you do."
He did a very good job of keeping secrets and would never say anything about the military camp.
Xiang Mianmian probably knew it too. What else could it be? Director Zheng was afraid that she was young and unreliable.
Director Zheng felt a little embarrassed by the girl's understanding gaze and coughed twice. "You two know each other? That's great. Let's hurry up. I'm afraid we'll miss the train."
It is understandable that more people mean more insurance.
The group of four quickened their pace and hurried to the train station. It was better to wait for the train so as not to be late and watch the train go away.
After arriving at the place and putting down the luggage, Zhang Jidi gave a lecture to Xiang Mianmian who was sitting next to him, talking about everything he had explained last night.
Xiang Mianmian didn't just give a perfunctory answer, but listened carefully to every word.
When it came to the time for ticket checking and boarding the train, she was still not satisfied and stuffed steamed buns and steamed buns into the hands of Director Zheng and Master Ke, and kept asking them to take care of Xiang Mianmian.
Which parent wouldn’t worry when a girl travels thousands of miles away?
Director Zheng agreed readily and wanted to stuff the things back but he couldn't resist Zhang Jidi's strength.
Only after all three of them got on the car did Zhang Jidi slowly go home.
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