"But I still have to take the college entrance examination, no matter what the school's attitude towards me is, but the results are my own."
"As for staying in Hai City, let's discuss the conditions set by Principal Yu after the college entrance examination results come out."
Teacher Kuang nodded in agreement. "You are right. Your grades are your own. You still have to take the college entrance examination. Now it is only eight days away. You must be well prepared."
Qiao Xiazhi: "Don't worry, Mr. Kuang, I've already made preparations. I'm ready to take the exam at any time."
Teacher Kuang: "You always have your own opinions on everything. Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will support you unconditionally."
"But now that you've graduated, don't forget to come visit your teacher from time to time."
Qiao Xiazhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back often to visit the teacher and the school."
Teacher Kuang: "Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will talk to Principal Yu first, so that he can feel at ease."
Qiao Xiazhi: "Let's not do that for now. When the results come out, I'll just fill in the application form and apply to the First Medical University of Fuzhou."
"We can have dinner and chat together then."
Teacher Kuang nodded. After discussing this matter, Teacher Kuang talked to Qiao Xiazhi about some potions.
It was not until the sun went down that the two reluctantly ended the topic.
Teacher Kuang wanted to invite Qiao Xiazhi to dinner, but Qiao Xiazhi refused. After all, he was still the teacher's student and was about to take the college entrance examination.
After coming out of school, Jiang Yunchen didn't say a word.
Qiao Xiazhi had seen that he was worried, so as soon as he got in the car, Qiao Xiazhi asked, "What's wrong? Are you worried? You came with me today and didn't say a word."
Jiang Yunchen: "I just feel that my wife is getting better and better, but I..."
Qiao Xiazhi immediately interrupted Jiang Yunchen: "You are also very good. In my eyes and in my heart, you have always been my hero, a great hero."
"You defend your country without complaining. The wounds on your body are enough to prove your excellence."
"Your excellence lies in defending the motherland and its people. My excellence lies in saving sick patients one by one. We have different professions and different divisions of labor."
"But we are all excellent, there is no comparison."
"Promise me that you will never look down on yourself because of this matter again."
Qiao Xiazhi's words were like a pill of abstinence that entered Jiang Yunchen's heart.
Jiang Yunchen was attracted by her and looked at his wife straight and lovingly. Finally, he nodded. Then, with deep love, he could not control himself and stroked the back of Qiao Xiazhi's neck. He pulled his wife to him and kissed her gently.
After an unknown amount of time of kissing, Jiang Yunchen reluctantly let go of his wife, then started the car and drove towards home.
Her daughter-in-law is always so understanding.
When they got home, Aunt Xu was about to cook, and Jiang Yunchen took the initiative to take over the cooking task.
Aunt Xu just let him do what he wanted.
Generally, whenever he is at home, he will take charge of the cooking work.
Sometimes I would help clean the house.
In Qiao Xiazhi's eyes, there was really nothing wrong with this man.
Before dinner was ready, Qiao Xiazhi played with the four children in the yard for a while.
The sun is setting now and the yard is very cool.
The grape trees and cherry trees planted in the yard are full of fruits this year.
The fact that the fruit was produced so early was definitely due to Qiao Xiazhi's contribution, but when Qiao Xiazhi saw this scene, he still pretended to be surprised and said:
"Hey, didn't we plant these grape and cherry trees just two years ago? Why are they bearing so many fruits this year?"
Aunt Qiao replied, "Yes, when we came back to clean up just now, we were surprised to see all these fruits hanging."
"It's such a pity. I didn't know the fruit trees would start to bear fruit this year. I didn't come back to take care of them, and the cherry fruits were all eaten by birds."
The fruit trees in this yard were brought and planted by Jiang Yunchen two years ago.
At that time, the grape vine was not yet a tree, but only a few grape vine nodes.
It grows into a grape vine only after being grafted successfully.
When the cherry tree was first bought, it was only a two-year-old sapling.
When planting, no one expected it to bear fruit so soon, so no one paid much attention to it after moving away.
I came here to clean up before the New Year this year and haven't had time to come back since, so I didn't know that there were fruits already.
When I came back this time, most of the cherries were ripe. After they were ripe, they were eaten by birds and only the cores were left hanging on the branches.
The grapes are fine because they are not yet ripe, but there are a lot of them hanging, so we have to take precautions in advance, otherwise there will probably be very little left.
Jiang Jinning said in a baby voice: "These cherries are delicious and sweet, so birds like to eat them too."
Jiang Junyun: "Just now, I took my brother and sister to pick all the ripe cherries that are still edible, washed them and put them in the refrigerator. After dinner, we will go to this yard together to eat fruits while reading books and chatting."
When Qiao Xiazhi heard this, she realized that the little guys had already searched around. No wonder she looked around and found only fruit cores left by the birds.
Jiang Jintang added: "They are all my mother's favorite big cherries, big cherries that can be very big."
Qiao Xiazhi smiled and said, "How big is Keda Keda?"
"It's just this big." Jiang Jintang said as he drew a big circle in front of himself with his hand.
The big circle is bigger than itself.
Qiao Xiazhi couldn't help laughing, "Then this big cherry is bigger than our Tangtang."
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