While reading the letter, Cen Zhengnian smiled for a while, then frowned.

The letter also contained the words that Cen Huaian had written recently. Although his handwriting was still very immature, it could be seen that he was making progress and writing more and more seriously.

In fact, his handwriting was not bad. He couldn't help but think about the scene of An An teaching him to write if he was by his side.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon the smile fell again. Unfortunately, this was all his fantasy.

The base project was confidential. Except for military guards and scientific researchers, no one was allowed to enter. Even the content of the phone calls would be monitored.

After reading the letter, Cen Zhengnian picked up the phone and called Jiang Shengnan.

"Mom, help me find the college entrance examination papers in recent years. Ask my grandpa for some exercises and test papers from Beijing High School, and the second row of bookshelves in my room, which have my old calligraphy practice posts, and send them all to Chuxia and An'an."

Jiang Shengnan was very surprised when she heard this: "What do you need these for? I don't remember that Chuxia's family didn't need the college entrance examination papers?"

Cen Zhengnian said: "Yes, Chuxia needs them."

Jiang Shengnan didn't ask any more questions, and immediately said: "Okay, these are easy to find, do you have any more?"

"I haven't taken the college entrance examination, mom, ask grandpa if you need anything if you take the college entrance examination, and send them to Chuxia together."

He was afraid that he would be inconsiderate and delay Chuxia.

His wife wanted to continue her studies, and he was happy about her progress and was willing to provide all his help.

Cen Zhengnian picked up the pen and wrote back to Chuxia.

I have already thanked my colleague who suggested sending the beef and dried fruits. I am relieved that you like them.

He wrote what he wanted to send in the letter, thought for a while and wrote: I am proud that Anan can be independent and self-reliant. You have taught him very well. I support you very much if you want to go to school. If there are any difficulties at home, you can tell me. Don't be shy to speak up. I will find a way.

Everything is fine here. I hope you are all well too.

After sealing the letter, Cen Zhengnian prepared to send the letter to Chuxia together with the things his mother would send tomorrow.

The next day.

When Cen Zhengnian handed the things to the guard, Yu Tian saw it. He was surprised and said, "Didn't you just send something? How come you sent so much again?"

Cen Zhengnian told the guard, turned to Yu Tian and said, "These are the things my mother prepared."

Yu Tian couldn't help but sigh, "Your family is so good to your wife! If I had known, I would have married my sister to you!"

Cen Zhengnian smiled and said, "Then don't think about it, I'm already married."

Yu Tian said, "Tsk, who would dare to marry you when you wanted to work and live your whole life!"

Yes, he really didn't have any intention of getting married and having children back then. If his parents hadn't used both soft and hard methods to force him to go on a blind date, he probably wouldn't be married now.

The photo that Chu Xia sent was not big, and Cen Zhengnian put it in his shirt pocket, which was just enough to fit it.

However, the project was at the final stage and it was the busiest time, so he had no chance to take it out and look at it.

He slept in the laboratory almost every day, and he didn't even have time to ask Jiang Shengnan whether she had prepared the data.

The busy Cen Zhengnian didn't know that Chu Xia also had an uninvited guest here.

"Big sister?" Chu Xia's eyebrows jumped, and when she saw it was Luo Chuyu, she stepped aside to let her in.

Luo Chuyu's life was much better than the original owner's, because she followed a powerful mother-in-law. Although she was concerned about her natal family, she couldn't take out a penny to subsidize them, and even her salary was controlled by her mother-in-law.

People were not free, but they didn't have to go hungry or freeze. Her mother-in-law had prepared all these, and she only had to take care of her husband at her husband's house.

Because her husband only had the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old child, he couldn't live without someone.

If she is a mother who loves her daughter, she will not agree to her daughter marrying into the family, no matter how well-off the

family is. Wang Yulan obviously would not consider so much for her daughter. She only thought about the benefits that the family would get after the eldest daughter married into the family.

Unfortunately, her calculations failed. Luo Chuyu could not be the head of any family after marrying into the family. Whatever the mother-in-law said was the truth.

Of course, the Luo family also got some benefits, such as Luo Dasao's job was directly converted to a regular job, and the recent distribution of houses.

Chuxia guessed Luo Chuyu's purpose as soon as she arrived.

Sure enough, she sat on the chair and looked at Chuxia with disapproval: "Second sister, you really shouldn't do that."

Luo Chuyu's personality is as soft as the original owner. Both of them obey Wang Yulan. Whatever Wang Yulan says is what they do, and they favor boys over girls.

Chuxia raised her eyebrows and pushed Cen Huaian to let him go into the inner room.

Cen Huaian leaned towards Chu Xia, looked at Luo Chuyu with hostility, and did not go.

Chu Xia saw that he was unwilling, and did not force him. She pulled a small stool for him to sit on, and then turned to look at Luo Chuyu.

"Why shouldn't I do that?"

Luo Chuyu saw that Chu Xia was righteous and did not think she was wrong at all. Her brows wrinkled tightly, and she said with great sorrow: "Our parents have such a difficult life. The eldest brother has a young child, the younger brother has to get married, and the younger sister has to go to school. You actually asked mom for money? You also moved the TV and refrigerator over. Have you ever considered our mom? Do you know that our mom has become sick because of you, and my eldest brother and dad sighed when they talked about you! Without your mother's family, if you are bullied in the future, no one will support you!"

"Are you sick?" Chuxia smiled: "Didn't I get sick less often before? Big sister, don't stand and talk without feeling any pain in your waist. You are not hungry or cold, so you are not qualified to persuade me. It is not you who is being tortured to death by mother." Chuxia

said this with resentment, and Luo Chuyu was shocked. She didn't know that the gap between her second sister and mother was so deep.

She moved her lips: "Second sister..."

"If you persuade me again, don't blame me for kicking you out without mercy."

Chuxia's face turned cold, and she looked like she was ready to kick the guest out.

Luo Chuyu had been brainwashed by Wang Yulan since she was a child, and she couldn't make sense with her, and Chuxia was not prepared to say anything more to her.

She just hoped that Luo Chuyu would not drag her along when she was helping her mother. Saying these words of the Holy Mother here would only make her upset.

"You... you are really out of your mind! Mom is right, you have no conscience, she really raised you in vain!" Luo Chuyu looked disappointed.

Chuxia really didn't want to listen to her useless words anymore, so she stood up and opened the door: "Big sister, don't force me to chase you away."

"Okay, okay!" Luo Chuyu stood up: "You will regret offending all your family members!"

She was so angry that her face was shaking, and she stood up and left.

Looking at the door that was immediately closed, Luo Chuyu was angry, aggrieved and puzzled. The second sister used to be the best friend of her, but how could she become like this in such a short period of time? Chuxia

looked at Cen Huaian, stuffed a piece of beef jerky into his mouth and asked: "Is it scary?"

Cen Huaian shook his head, hugged Chuxia's arm and said: "Mom, you have me."

Grandma and the others don't want you, but I want you.

Chuxia heard the meaning of Cen Huaian's words, smiled and rubbed his head: "Yes, we can live together as a mother and mother, and our lives will be even more prosperous!" On

September 1st, there was a primary school near the third textile factory. It was the affiliated primary school of the textile factory, and the children in the neighborhood all went to class there.

After asking for Cen Huaian's opinion, Chu Xia took him to the school to register.

There were a lot of people in the attached primary school today. They were all parents who came to pay for registration. There were also students from other grades who paid tuition fees today. At present, primary and secondary schools are not free.

Strict primary schools require children to go to school at the age of seven, but the factory-affiliated primary school is a school run by the factory, and the requirements for the children of factory employees are not so strict. As long as they don't look too young, they can be accepted at the age of five.

The tuition and miscellaneous fees for one semester are 10 yuan. Even with this money, some families are unwilling to pay, so there are many children who do not go to school, most of whom are girls. This situation also exists in textile factories.

The cancellation of tuition and miscellaneous fees in the nine-year compulsory education in later generations really opened up a way for children who cannot afford to go to school to seek knowledge.

Chuxia watched the school teacher who was taking the registration fee write down Cen Huaian's name, and said without looking up: "Come to school the day after tomorrow, go to the second preschool class."

At that time, the school still had preschool classes, and students had to go to preschool classes before entering the first grade of elementary school.

Chuxia knew why Bangzi didn't come to school. The tuition and miscellaneous fees were too expensive for a child like him.

She hadn't asked Cen Huaian how their business was doing in the past few days. Today, she remembered it and asked casually: "How much money have you and Bangzi made these days?"

She didn't expect Cen Huaian to be able to answer. Adults don't keep accounts every day, maybe only once a month.

Unexpectedly, Cen Huaian blurted out: "493 yuan."

Chu Xia was surprised and asked: "Is it calculated after deducting the cost?"

Cen Huaian nodded: "It was calculated yesterday, and today's sales have not been calculated yet."

Chu Xia couldn't help but praise: "You guys are amazing!"

Cen Huaian raised the corners of his mouth, and tried to suppress it and said: "I only sell on weekends, I don't make much."

"That's also amazing. What do you want to eat today? I'll take you to eat delicious food!"

Chu Xia knew that Cen Huaian loved to eat the most, which was related to his previous experience of hunger. The most common reward for the little red flower was food, and the other was money and toys.

Cen Huaian pointed to the cotton candy seller on the street, licked his lips and said, "Can I have that?"

Chu Xia agreed of course. Cotton candy was not expensive, just a few cents. Not only did she buy one for him, she also bought one for herself.

Nowadays, cotton candy does not have as many styles as in later generations. It is just a white ball.

Cen Huaian licked it carefully. The sweetness, which was different from milk candy, made his eyes crooked. It was very cute.

Chu Xia couldn't help but pinch his chubby little face, which earned him a puzzled look. Chu Xia had a brilliant smile on her face: "It's okay, your face is dirty."

Then she swallowed the cotton candy in a big mouthful, which earned Cen Huaian a shocked look, but then he also learned from Chu Xia and ate the cotton candy in one bite. His little mouth was puffed up and became even more adorable.

After eating the marshmallows, Cen Huaian was reluctant to throw away the bamboo stick, so he licked it carefully and kept it.

In the evening, he was writing a diary, and Chuxia saw that he wrote in the notebook: Today my mother treated me to marshmallows. They were sweet and tasted different from candy. It’s just that the way my mother taught me to eat them is different from others. My mouth is full of marshmallows when I eat them, but I want to try it again.

He couldn’t write many of the difficult characters, so he replaced them with pinyin, such as the characters for sugar and mouth.

But compared to the diary that Cen Huaian wrote before, there are still fewer pinyins.

This is the result of his hard work in learning new characters every day, and Chuxia is particularly proud of it.

It’s a pity that such an outstanding son can’t always show off to others, which will be annoying.

"Brother Bang, I have to go to school tomorrow." Cen Huaian looked at the ice cream in the foam box, and his eyes were reluctant.

After going to school, he could no longer sell these ice creams, and he made less money.

Bangzi lowered his head, hiding the envy in his eyes, but said, "What's the good of going to school? You spend money and don't make any money."

Cen Huaian thought for a while and said, "Not necessarily, you can make money in school. Brother Bang, you can push the ice creams out the door after school, I think you can make no less than selling them in the cinema."

His voice is still childish, but his tone is serious, and you can tell that he has thought about this seriously.

It is the peak of autumn heat, and everyone wears short sleeves and shorts unless it rains, and it is still very hot at noon.

Cen Huaian and Bangzi sell ice cream together, and their faces and arms are tanned.

The ice cream can still be sold for a while. It was a good idea to sell at the school gate.

Bangzi's eyes lit up, but he was reluctant to give up the movie theater business.

He had finally gotten familiar with the place and occupied the territory there, so he was unwilling to give it up.

Cen Huaian probably had thought about it a long time ago, and immediately said, "You ask Chopsticks and Catboy to push the ice cream over when school is about to end, and I will go out and sell with them as soon as school is over."

Bangzi raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said in a positive tone, "You have thought about it a long time ago."

"Yes. In addition to ice cream, you can sell other things at the school gate in the future."

As for what to sell, Cen Huaian went to see what his classmates liked to buy when he was ready to go to school. The children in the attached primary school were all children of workers, and he knew they had money.

He was very happy to make money from them.

Cen Huaian would not go to the Yuhong class anymore, and the tuition fees he paid could not be wasted.

Chu Xia went to the headmaster and refunded Cen Huaian the money according to the time he had attended.

When she walked out of the headmaster's office with the money, she saw Chenchen looking at Cen Huaian anxiously and sadly: "Are you really not coming to the Yuhong class?"

Cen Huaian looked up and saw his mother coming out. He said "hmm" and walked quickly towards his mother.

"An An!" Chenchen clenched his fists and looked determined: "I want to go to elementary school too! We can still be good friends! Wait for me!"

After that, he ran out quickly with his short legs, and was held by the teacher and carried back to the classroom.

While struggling and kicking his legs violently, he did not forget to turn around and say to Cen Huaian: "An An! Wait for me!"

Chuxia looked at the direction where Chenchen was going, smiled and said: "You and Chenchen seem to have a good relationship. I thought you didn't make good friends in the Yuhong class."

Cen Huaian glanced at Chuxia, wondering why his mother thought he and Chenchen had a good relationship, even though he didn't say anything just now.

However, the one who has the closest relationship with Cen Huaian in the Yuhong class recently is indeed Chenchen, mainly because he is too clingy and he has candy.

Cen Huaian likes to win his candy.

I wonder if there will be children who will let him win candy in the preschool class.

Cen Huaian saves all the money he earns, including the money given by Chuxia, and does not spend a penny carelessly.

His mother gives him a candy every two days, and some of it is Chenchen's. He eats it happily every day without having to buy any.

He can exchange toys with red flowers, and he doesn't have to buy them.

Cen Huaian calculated in his mind that he has saved a lot of money now, and even if the fairy mother leaves in the future, he won't have to worry about being hungry.

Chuxia knew that Cen Huaian had saved money, and he behaved really well at home recently. She didn't suspect that he would do anything bad outside.

She also found a square iron box the size of a candy box and asked him to keep the money in it. There was a small lock on the outside, and only Cen Huaian had the key.

Every day before going to bed, Cen Huaian would open the iron box to check and count the money, and put some money in it when he had money.

Chuxia liked to watch him counting money the most. He pretended to be calm, but his body was tense like a little mouse stealing oil, which was particularly cute.

If she accidentally made a move at this time, Cen Huaian's back would jump.

Later, Chuxia felt that he was too nervous, and said to him: "I won't touch your money. There are only two of us in the room, so you can relax a little."

Perhaps it was due to the habit since childhood, he agreed verbally, but in reality he remained the same and did not change.

Cen Huaian was counting money at this time, and Chuxia was reading books for the second year of high school.

She reviewed very quickly, but she just lacked practice questions. After experiencing the crazy practice questions for the college entrance examination in her previous life, she always felt unsure if she didn't practice questions.

But she went to Xinhua Bookstore and saw that the various reference books for later generations were not available now. Most of the questions were made by the school teachers themselves. You are not their student, so who will give you the questions?

"Knock, knock, knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and Cen Huaian immediately closed the box, locked it, turned his head, and looked at the door vigilantly.

It took less than a second.

Chuxia stood up and motioned him to put his piggy bank first, then she stood up to open the door.

Seeing Guan Yan outside the door, Chuxia did not let her in, but stood at the door and asked politely, "What's the matter?"

Guan Yan shyly put her short hair back and gave Chuxia a friendly smile.

"I heard from Sister Li that you can make delicious pumpkin cakes. Can you teach me? My son Mingming is sick and wants to eat some sweets."

Chuxia frowned and refused without hesitation, "I can't teach anyone. I just made it randomly. You can ask Grandma Chen, she taught me how to make it."

Before, the whole family came to help Chuxia find Cen Huaian, so Chuxia took advantage of a Sunday to make pumpkin cakes and share them with the neighbors who helped.

When she was making it, Grandma Chen did say a few words beside her.

But she was not teaching her how to make it. She was reminiscing about her own childhood, saying that her mother was best at making pumpkin pie, and Grandma Chen would make it for her whenever she was sick.

She inherited her mother's craftsmanship, and she also made pumpkin pie very well, and her little grandson loved it the most.

Later, after eating the pumpkin pie made by Chuxia, he praised her for being authentic.

After saying that, Chuxia closed the door, leaving Guan Yan with a stunned face.

She now really knows that Chuxia doesn't want to have too much interaction with her. But why?

Even Sister Li has a good relationship with her now, and she gets along well with other people in the family compound. Only Chuxia, the person she wants to make friends with the most, is stubborn and hard to get along with, which makes her very distressed.

But she had already bowed her head twice, so there was no need to continue.

Since the other party was unwilling, she was not the kind of person to rush. Just because

adults couldn't make friends didn't mean that children couldn't play together. She could hear Cen Huaian reciting ancient poems every day, and he recited them quite quickly.

This showed that Cen Huaian had a smart mind. And he dressed neatly every day, and it was obvious that he was different from those naughty kids in the family compound who only knew how to catch cats and play with dogs.

Such a child was suitable to be her son's friend.

Guan Yan went back and saw her son "whining" on the bed, clamoring for soda, so she made him a cup of maltose and brought it to him. She

touched his forehead distressedly: "Wait until you get better before drinking soda, and it's the same if you drink a cup of maltose now, they're both sweet."

Qi Ming was just looking for excuses to make trouble, and he was feeling hot. Malted milk is fine, anyway, his mother promised to buy him soda. As

her son was drinking, Guan Yan touched Qi Ming's head, her eyes fell on the wall leading to the next door, and said: "I see that the children in our compound are afraid of An An, so you should play with him more in the future, so that other children will be afraid of you."

When Chu Xia from next door went back, her instructions were completely opposite to Guan Yan's: "An An, I don't know what the mother and son next door are up to, you should not have much contact with them!"

"I know, Mom."

Cen Huaian didn't pay attention to the next door. He had to learn to read and write every day, and he also had to keep a diary and think about making money. He was busy and had no time to play with the children.

Now that Chu Xia specifically said it, Cen Huaian would not get close to him even more.

Therefore, after Qi Ming was given the cold shoulder by Cen Huaian several times, he also gave up.

He had been spoiled since he was a child, how could he bear such grievances?

He could still think angrily: Cen Huaian was just a little rascal before, what is he proud of now? He is disgusting just by looking at him.

But when he saw a bunch of people surrounding Cen Huaian and wanting to play Gobang with him, Qi Ming became even angrier: These kids are too disgusting, he doesn't want to play with any of them!

September 3rd is the start of the school term for the attached primary school.

Chuxia woke up early in the morning and made spicy soup and potato cakes.

She didn't put too much pepper in the spicy soup, so it wasn't very spicy, but it tasted good.

Cen Huaian drank a bowl and wanted to drink more, but was stopped by Chuxia, "You have to take medicine later. If you drink one more bowl, you won't be able to drink the medicine."

Cen Huaian put down the bowl reluctantly, and that look almost made Chuxia let him drink another bowl.

Now Cen Huaian knows what she eats, and sometimes he deliberately shows a pitiful look, making people want to agree to everything he says.

But he only does this in front of her. He hardly smiles outside, and he doesn't let go of any water when playing chess with the children in the family compound.

Killing others is his favorite thing. Every time he goes home after beating others in chess, there is no expression on his face, and Chuxia can feel that he is in a good mood.

When taking the medicine, Cen Huaian gulped it down without even frowning.

Chinese medicine is particularly bitter. Chuxia felt so bitter that she wanted to vomit when she took it herself.

But Cen Huaian never complained about the bitterness. He always drank the medicine in one gulp after it warmed up, just like today.

If Chuxia didn't have to take medicine, she would really think that this was not medicine, but brown sugar water.

However, when taking medicine, Chuxia would prepare warm water in advance, so that she could drink some water after taking the medicine to take away the bitterness in her mouth, so that she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

On the first day of school, Cen Huaian was full of expectations.

In the past, when he heard others sing:

"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me. The little bird says good morning, good morning, why are you carrying a small schoolbag..."

He enviously watched others go to school with schoolbags on their backs, but now he is not jealous anymore.

Because he also has a new schoolbag, which his mother bought in a department store. It is different from the ones made by others. It also has Astro Boy printed on it.

Cen Huaian was very careful when carrying it.

In fact, if Chu Xia knew how to do needlework, she would have made a schoolbag for Cen Huaian.

But she can't, and she can't even cut out patterns. She can only do surgical sutures.

There is a notebook and a pencil case in the schoolbag. The pencils and erasers in it were all packed by Cen Huaian himself. Chu Xia just reminded him what to bring.

Chu Xia sent Cen Huaian to the classroom door, tidied his clothes, adjusted the straps of his schoolbag and said, "I'm going back. Study hard at school. Tell me what the teacher said when you get home."

"Yeah." Cen Huaian nodded, his face expressionless again.

When Chu Xia saw him like this, she couldn't help but want to pinch his face, but finally gave up. There are many children sitting in the class now, and they will all be Cen Huaian's classmates in the future, so he can't lose face.

"Go in, goodbye."

Cen Huaian also raised his hand and waved: "Goodbye, Mom."

Cen Huaian thought that the preschool class would be different from the Yuhong class, and the children should not like to cry.

As a result, he found out that he was wrong, there would still be children crying in the classroom.

Until the teacher came in, he was a serious old man. He knocked on the table, with a stern face, his eyes staring like copper bells, and looked at the children below fiercely and said: "Don't cry! Whoever cries again will be hit!"

Instantly, the classroom became quiet, with only the sound of soft sobbing, and no one dared to cry.

Cen Huaian understood that children are also afraid of fierce people. As long as you are fierce, he will listen to you.

At this moment, an excited voice sounded outside the door: "An An! An An! I'm going to school!"

Cen Huaian:...

Why can't he avoid this classmate who likes to pester him even though he is in elementary school?

He thought about Chenchen's candy again, and it was not unbearable.

"Don't talk loudly!" The teacher glared at Chenchen, and Chenchen was so scared that he immediately shrank his head, like a wilted chicken, lowering his head and curling up into a ball.

Chenchen's mother wiped the sweat from her face and quickly said sorry to the teacher that she didn't pay attention to the time and was late to send the child.

The teacher came out and talked to Chenchen's mother, and Chenchen winked at Cen Huaian.

Unfortunately, Cen Huaian had already gone to look at the Sudoku he brought, and didn't pay any attention to him at all.

Sudoku was bought by Cen Huaian himself when Chuxia bought books at Xinhua Bookstore.

Compared with memorizing Chinese ancient poems, he prefers to do this kind of math problems that mobilize logical thinking.

He has finished half of this Sudoku book. He is doing the four-square grid. The difficulty is not high in the beginning. Chuxia talked to him about the method of solving Sudoku problems. When he was doing the problems, he just thought about it for a while and the answer came out.

It was difficult in the latter part. He would think about it for a while, but he felt a greater sense of accomplishment when he solved it.

Chenchen sat next to Cen Huaian as he wished. His chubby body trembled when he sat down. He was anxious to take out his things and whispered to Anan: "Anan, Anan, I brought candy. Can we play six-in-one chess after class?"

Chenchen's six-in-one chess level was very poor. Cen Huaian was able to beat him before the end of the class.

Chenchen couldn't win, and his addiction to chess was so strong that sometimes when Cen Huaian didn't want to play with him, he would go find someone else to play.

No matter who he played with, he never won, and his candies, marbles, and cards were often taken away by others.

Cen Huaian looked up at the podium, and the teacher was really looking at Chenchen, with his eyes almost popping out.

Chenchen followed Cen Huaian's line of sight and was so scared that he trembled and immediately lowered his head and dared not speak. Chuxia

took Cen Huaian home at noon and received two package pick-up notices, one from Cen Zhengnian and the other from Beijing. The sender was Jiang Hongru.

Jiang Hongru? It seems that her mother-in-law's surname is Jiang, and she is also from Beijing. Is this something that her mother-in-law asked someone to send?

Chuxia took the package pick-up slip to the post office and picked up the two packages.

Before opening the package, Chuxia was not sure who the package from Beijing was sent to. The original owner got married in Liangzhou and had never left Liangzhou since then, so she was not familiar with her in-laws.

Therefore, Chuxia did not know who this was from her in-laws. She could only be sure that her mother-in-law was in Ganzhou in the northwest, and it was not sent by her mother-in-law.

The things Cen Zhengnian sent were bigger than the last time, and the other package was also very heavy, so she could not move it by herself.

Chuxia asked the postman, and she was willing to pay more to ask him to help deliver it to her family compound.

Otherwise, she could only stare blankly.

When she got home and opened the package, Chuxia was surprised and happy. It turned out to be a high school test paper with the latest information!

There were packages sent by Cen Zhengnian, and all of them were sent from Beijing.

Chuxia opened Cen Zhengnian's letter and realized that he supported her in the exam and specifically asked his mother to ask his grandfather to find it. His mother also found a lot of it in the northwest.

She looked at the information and recalled the Cen Zhengnian in the original owner's memory. He was a man of few words, proud, and easy to ask for help.

Chuxia couldn't imagine what tone he used to ask his mother for help.

And so many were sent at once, which showed that her in-laws fully supported her decision to take the college entrance examination.

The original owner had also received many packages from her mother-in-law before, and Chuxia sighed.

Cen Zhengnian's family is really a good family, she couldn't tell how she felt in her heart now.

If the original owner hadn't listened to her mother so much, the original owner wouldn't have ended up like in the book, and Cen Huaian wouldn't have grown up to be a villain.

The saying that character determines destiny has never been more vividly demonstrated than now.

But it is useless to think about these things, as the original owner is gone. Chuxia sorted out her emotions and went to look at the package again.

While she was stunned, Cen Huaian had already placed all the books on the table one by one. In addition to books, there were furs, clothes, and various food and daily necessities.

No wonder the package is so big.

The fur needs to be made by a tailor, because the whole skin was sent, and there were two pieces.

Chuxia didn't understand fur and couldn't tell what kind of fur it was, but it felt very comfortable. The color was pure white, so she guessed it should be wool, because rabbit fur is not so big.

It's just right to let the tailor make it now, so that I can wear it in winter.

"An An, these things were bought by your grandma, and then sent by your dad. These things were sent by your great-grandma."

Chu Xia had to tell Cen Huaian that they were sent, otherwise he would not eat and use them without knowing who to thank.

The only impression Cen Huaian had about his grandma was Grandma Chen.

He was familiar with the word "grandma", but he had never called her that, so he was unfamiliar with it. He

opened his mouth and asked Chu Xia, "Is my grandma the same as Grandma Chen?"

If they were the same, he would not be coaxed and chased before he would eat, he would definitely eat it all first with big mouthfuls.

Grandma Chen was like this in the family compound, chasing her little grandson to feed him all day long, and sometimes she even ran around the whole family compound to feed him a bowl of rice.

"It's different." Chu Xia said, "Everyone's grandmother is different. Your grandmother should be a very good person. You can see that she loves you very much."

Cen Huaian couldn't imagine what his grandmother looked like, so he shook his head and said, "Why haven't I seen her?"

Chu Xia: "Because she is as busy as your father."

The original owner's impression of her mother-in-law was that of a strong woman who worked in the army and was very busy.

She didn't remember anything else because the original owner only met her when she was dating and getting married, and she never came here again.

She often sent things, and she would say in the letter that she was too busy and felt guilty and couldn't come, and then she would send more money to the original owner and ask the original owner's mother to help take care of her and An An.

But Wang Yulan took these things away and didn't take good care of the original owner, so those things were wasted.

Chuxia didn't want Brother Luo to get a house, nor did she want them to live such a comfortable life.

But she was busy with study and work, and there was also a child named Cen Huaian at home,

so she couldn't spare the time to go to her parents' house and cause trouble for them. But as long as Brother Luo couldn't get a house, the whole family would live in one house, and without Chuxia's money, they would sooner or later make a scene. They

were not good people, and she was waiting to see them committing suicide.

But how could she prevent them from getting a house?

Chuxia planned to think about it after she finished the transfer exam, and now her own affairs were the most important.

Cen Huaian said indifferently, "Oh."

They didn't come back to see him, and he didn't need the things they sent before, and he didn't like any of them.

Now Cen Huaian is no longer the same as before, and he doesn't even want to read the letters.

He would lean on Chuxia's arms and listen to her read the letters written by Cen Zhengnian and his great-grandmother.

"Your father said he sent you a copybook of calligraphy, which he used to practice calligraphy."

Chuxia flipped through the pile of books, found it, and handed it to Cen Huaian: "It's this one."

Cen Huaian didn't take it: "I don't want to use his."

"Then don't use it." Chuxia remained on the table and continued reading.

Hearing Cen Zhengnian praising him for his good temper and being well raised by his mother, he couldn't help but retort in his heart: It was the fairy mother who raised him well, not the previous mother.

Cen Huaian found that the painful memories his mother had given him in the past didn't seem so painful now.

It should be the fairy mother who cast a magic on him, yes, that's it.

At night, Chuxia lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Cen Huaian quietly opened his eyes and whispered "Mom", but Chuxia ignored him and rolled over, with her arm on him.

Cen Huaian carefully moved Chuxia's arm away, climbed up, got off the bed quietly, and tiptoed out of the inner room.

Under the wall opposite the cabinet, there was a wooden box. Cen Huaian saw that his mother had put all the books for today in it.

He carefully opened the wooden box, and with the moonlight outside the window, he searched through the books one by one, and finally saw what he wanted.

The calligraphy copybook his father sent.

He took it out, closed the lid of the wooden box, and quickly stuffed it into his schoolbag.

After finishing this, he patted his chest which was beating "bang bang bang", and tiptoed back to bed, covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep peacefully. Chuxia

woke up early in the morning, went to get books from the wooden box, and found that a copybook was missing.

She raised her eyebrows, not surprised. She didn't look for the copybook, because there were only her and Cen Huaian in the room. If she didn't take it, it must have been taken by Cen Huaian.

It was so awkward to ask for the copybook, Chuxia smiled and shook her head to cook.

With the test papers and materials, Chuxia did the questions for two days. When she went to the No. 9 Middle School for the exam on the morning of the 5th, she was more confident.

This is the effect of practice questions for Chinese candidates.

The transfer exam lasts for two days. Chuxia took the science paper, with four subjects on Saturday and three on Sunday.

Chinese, math, English, physics, chemistry, biology, and one politics.

The questions were not difficult, and Chuxia did quite well. She had basically reviewed everything, and she did the English questions very quickly. She finished and handed in the paper half an hour after the test started.

She was only unsure about politics, as well as some explanations of words in Chinese and questions about classical Chinese.

But Chuxia had written everything she could, and with a foundation in math, physics, chemistry, biology and English, she was not too worried.

After coming out and getting the answers, Chuxia calculated her score herself. There would be no problem with the transfer exam, she would definitely pass!

After the test, there was still time left, so Chuxia walked to the cinema in a good mood, and sure enough, Cen Huaian was there.

"An An!"

Chuxia smiled at Bangzi and the others, and Cen Huaian ran over with sweat on his face.

Chu Xia took out a handkerchief and asked him to wipe it himself: "I will send the fur to the tailor later, do you want to come with me?"

Cen Huaian looked at the ice cream stall and shook his head: "I want to sell it before leaving."

"Okay, I haven't seen a movie yet, I'll go see a movie, you guys sell it."

Cen Huaian looked at his mother's back as she walked slowly towards the cinema, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Then he pursed his lips in frustration. He also wanted to see a movie, why didn't his mother ask him?

Even if he wanted to sell ice cream, he could ask, maybe he would agree.

Cen Huaian returned to the ice cream foam box with a blank expression, and everyone could see that he was unhappy.

Bangzi wiped his sweat, looked at the handkerchief in Cen Huaian's hand, shook his outstretched hand and said, "Lend me your handkerchief."

Cen Huaian immediately stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket: "No, this is my mother's."

He touched his pocket again, took out his own and threw it to Bangzi: "You use this."

"Stingy." Bangzi took the handkerchief, didn't care, wiped his face and gave it back to Cen Huaian, and nudged him with his shoulder: "What are you unhappy about?"

He touched his chin and looked at the door of the cinema, and said firmly: "Your mother went to see a movie, right? Why, because she didn't bring you?