Wang Yulan left the family compound with a lot of anger, and she was still upset when she returned home.

She leaned on the sofa, holding her chest, and sighed that she was uncomfortable. This scared Luo Dafu and Luo Dage, who thought she had a heart problem and wanted to send her to the hospital.

Luo Xiaomei and Luo Chuming also ran out of the house quickly. Only Luo Dasao curled her lips and muttered softly: "Pretending to be sick again."

"No need to go to the hospital, I was just angry with Chuxia, I just need to rest." Wang Yulan saw that her children cared about her so much, and she was comforted again because she was angry with Chuxia, this unfilial daughter.

Her education was not wrong, and her children listened to her. She confirmed again that Chuxia was provoked by someone, and the most likely person was her mother-in-law, who said that her in-laws were good when she went to the northwest.

"Boss." Wang Yulan looked at Luo Dafu, sighed, and said with a distressed face: "The Cen family is not good, you really saved the wrong person at the beginning."

As she spoke, Wang Yulan's eyes showed a look of regret: "I made a mistake to marry Chuxia to their family at the beginning. Now you gave them a good daughter for nothing, and you, the boss, didn't get anything in return. The rich people are black-hearted."

Luo Dafu didn't think so much at first, but after Wang Yulan said this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that she was right.

After Chuxia got married, she now directly ignored her family and was so angry with him and Yulan. Chuxia was not like this before.

Wang Yulan was still talking, with a few tears falling from her eyes: "I just went to find Chuxia, you don't know what she said, she actually thinks her husband's family is better than our family. Chuxia's attitude towards her family must be related to the Cen family."

She thought she found the reason for Chuxia's change, and she regretted marrying Chuxia to the Cen family.

In the eyes of selfish people, she has never been wrong, and it is others who are wrong, and they never reflect on themselves.

Luo Dafu has completely replaced what Wang Yulan said, and he is also angry and regretful. He slammed the table and said: "You are right, I shouldn't have saved Cen Haicheng at the beginning!"

Cen Haicheng is the name of Cen's father. Because the Cen family did not always give him what he wanted, Luo Dafu regretted his actions in the past, but forgot that he actually got a lot of benefits from the Cen family.

The more Luo Dafu thought about it, the more tormented he felt. He couldn't help but call Mr. Cen again, and the guard answered the phone again.

Hearing the guard's unchanging Tai Chi words, he got angry: "Let Cen Haicheng answer the phone and ask him if he has forgotten that I saved his life. Do you really want to be that ungrateful person!"

Xiao Liu had already received the order from Mr. Cen, and he would definitely listen to his leader, so he kept comforting Luo Dafu and was not prepared to give the phone to Cen Haicheng.

Luo Dafu was so angry that he couldn't get through to Mr. Cen.

But after hanging up the phone, Xiao Liu went to report to Mr. Cen and repeated what Luo Dafu said to him.

After listening, Mr. Cen pondered for a moment and said, "If he calls me again next time, give me the phone number and I'll talk to him."

Luo Dafu was unwilling to not find Mr. Cen, and Wang Yulan was sighing and distressed about Chuxia's work at home every day, saying that the Cen family was not doing things properly. As expected,

he called Mr. Cen again. "I'm looking for Cen Haicheng, but he's still not available?" Luo Dafu didn't have a good tone to Xiao Liu, and his words were full of impatience. Xiao Liu said as Mr. Cen said, "The chief is available now, please wait a moment." Luo Dafu originally thought that the guard was using the same old excuse to perfunctorily deal with him, but he didn't expect that Mr. Cen would answer his call this time. When he heard Mr. Cen's dignified male voice on the phone, Luo Dafu was stunned, and then he thought of the reason for his call and started to curse. He said that the Cen family was not kind, and had corrupted his daughter, causing her to quarrel with her parents and be unfilial to her parents. "Dafu." Cen's father suddenly sighed and called his name: "Do you still remember what you looked like before? What you looked like when you were a soldier?" Time can change a lot, including that you had shortcomings before, but at least you were still an upright person. Luo Dafu was stunned on the spot, as if he was scolded by someone. But he is no longer a pure warrior, he has completely synchronized his thoughts with Wang Yulan. When you trust someone and sleep with her for decades, her thoughts will infiltrate your mind all the time, slowly turning you into the same person as her. What's more, Luo Dafu himself is not a person with a high sense of morality, so it is no surprise that he has become more selfish now. "Don't talk to me about the past. What I regret most is how I was so stupid to save you, an ungrateful person." When Father Cen heard what he said, he knew what Luo Dafu was thinking now. He had already developed hatred towards the Cen family and him, and there was no way to change it. "Dafu, the past cannot be changed. I will always be grateful to you for saving me. Whether I am really ungrateful or not, you and I both know it in our hearts. You just think that what I gave is not enough, not enough to repay you for saving my life." Luo Dafu himself is not a person who can hide his words. He always says what he thinks. When Father Cen said this, he immediately "snorted": "So what? Life is so valuable. Without life, you are nothing. I saved you, so you are just doing your duty!" Father Cen also has his own principles: "I have given you a lot. When you didn't want to work in the army and said you wanted to quit, I helped you. You wanted to go back to your hometown in the provincial capital, and I helped you secretly. You had no money to marry a wife, and I took the money. When your family was in trouble, when did I ever say no to you? You said you wanted your daughter to marry into my family, so I let Zhengnian and Chuxia go on a blind date. I was rich and did everything I could, but how did you and your wife treat Chuxia and An'an?" Luo Dafu didn't think he was wrong at all, nor did he think Wang Yulan was wrong: "Chuxia is my daughter, we raised her and it's her duty to be filial to us! My daughter married into your family, you got the advantage! As a result, you, the Cen family, got the advantage and tried to sow discord between Chuxia and us, Cen Haicheng, you leaders are so dark that you bully us ordinary people." Cen's father found that he couldn't explain it to Luo Dafu. He was simply stubborn and didn't explain. He asked him directly: " What else do you want?" Luo Dafu said what Wang Yulan asked him to say: "Give Chuxia's job back to Chuming." Father Cen said without hesitation: "I can't do this." Luo Dafu started to scold him for being ungrateful again. Father Cen hung up the phone and turned to tell Xiao Liu: "Tell the operator that if it's a call from the Luo family in the future, don't answer it." If it weren't for what the Luo family did to Chuxia and An'an before, Father Cen wouldn't have done it so ruthlessly. He thought Luo Dafu still had some conscience, but from the phone call, he didn't have any regrets at all, and he still felt that Chuxia was not filial enough to them and was hopeless.

Father Cen would not encourage their desires anymore, just like he said to Luo Dafu, he helped the Luo family in every way he could, and he had a clear conscience.

Luo Dafu did not get what he wanted from the Cen family, Wang Yulan could not control her disappointment, and she felt that Luo Dafu was useless.

If she was the one who saved Father Cen, she could not help but feel a surge of heat in her heart, what a pity.

Wang Yulan could not give up the job in early summer so easily, she said to Luo Chuming, whose injury was not fully healed yet: "Chuming, your second sister loved you the most in the past, and you still have a gauze wrapped on your head now, go and beg her, maybe she will soften her heart. Don't confront her head-on, get the job first."

She touched Luo Chuming's head with a loving look on her face.

Not only Luo Chuming himself, Wang Yulan also went to see her eldest daughter, and asked her to go with Luo Xiaodi to find Chuxia during her break.

Chuxia doesn't know what the Luo family is thinking yet, she is now paying the tuition for Cen Huaian to register for school.

People are coming and going in the school, all adults with children, and Chuxia ran into Chenchen's mother again.

She hasn't seen Chenchen's mother since she talked to her about losing weight last time. After all, the two are not in the same unit, and she has been to the northwest for so many days.

It was a coincidence today. Chuxia had just paid the tuition and wanted to take Cen Huaian home, and Chenchen's mother happened to see her and called her with a look of surprise.

"An'an Mom, can you tell me if I've lost weight?"

Chenchen's mom raised her hands and turned them around for Chuxia to see, looking at her expectantly.

Winter clothes were too thick, so it was hard to tell that she had lost much weight. Chuxia looked carefully at Chenchen's mom's face and saw that she had indeed lost some weight, and her face was obviously smaller than before.

She also said the same thing to Chenchen's mother, and Chenchen's mother immediately smiled happily: "I told you that I lost weight, but Chenchen and his dad said they didn't notice it, it's just that their eyesight is poor."

Chenchen had already stood next to Cen Huaian, frowned and whispered to him: "During the Chinese New Year, my mother would ask everyone she saw if she had lost weight. She also asked me and my dad every day."

He sighed with a look of distress: "I think my ears have become thinner because of my hearing."

Cen Huaian glanced at his ears and said, "You are wrong, your ears have not become thinner."

Not only did he not lose weight, he even gained weight. He ate too well during the Chinese New Year, and Chenchen's face became fatter, like a fat white steamed bun.

Chenchen's mother pulled Chuxia to talk about how she lost weight recently: "I did what you said. I didn't feel anything at first, but a few days later I weighed myself and found that I had lost a few pounds. I was so happy. I told you that I lost the most weight before the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, I couldn't control myself and ate a little more meat, and gained some weight. Otherwise, I would be thinner than you see today."

Chenchen's mother became more and more excited, and Chuxia would respond to her words and praise her for doing the right thing.

She was able to lose weight thanks to Chuxia. She really liked her so much that she insisted on inviting Chuxia and Anan to dinner.

"Let's go to the old state-owned restaurant. The carp noodles they make are simply the best."

When it comes to food, no one knows more than Chenchen's mother. If she didn't love to eat and know how to eat, how could she have eaten so much?

Carp baked noodles are a famous dish in this province with a long history.

This old state-owned restaurant is not the one Chuxia often goes to. It is not close to the third textile factory. It takes an hour to get there by bus.

Chenchen's mother said to Chuxia: "If this place is not too far away from us, I will definitely come here to eat every day."

Chuxia smiled and continued: "Then I must taste it later."

Chuxia and Cen Huaian also love to eat delicious food, but they are not prone to obesity, so they don't have the same worries as Chenchen's mother.

Even in early summer, she wanted to raise Cen Huaian to be a little rounder, so that the white and chubby little bun would be healthier and cuter.

Cen Huaian had come along in the car, and he was looking forward to it. He sat with Chenchen, who was very talkative. Without him asking, Chenchen mentioned all the famous dishes in the hotel.

"An'an, let me tell you, the dishes in the restaurant my mother mentioned are so delicious! My mother used to bring me here often, but she said that she hasn't brought me here for a long time after losing weight."

Chenchen's face was full of excitement, and he was drooling when he talked about the dishes he had eaten.

Cen Huaian was even more excited by what he said.

It was obvious that Chenchen's mother was a frequent visitor to this hotel and was very familiar with it. After entering, not only the waiter knew her, but even the chef knew her.

"Sister, is it the same this time?"

Chenchen's mother said skillfully: "We have a lot of people this time, you can serve a few more signature dishes."

Her tone was confident, which was completely different from the intimacy when she talked to Chuxia just now. It made people know at a glance that this person was knowledgeable and had a good family.

Chuxia glanced at her and lowered her head to drink the tea in front of her. The tea tasted clear and it was good tea.

After Chenchen's mother finished talking to the waiter, she saw Chuxia drinking tea, smiled and picked up the teacup to take a sip and said: "Their tea is also good. I don't know how to taste it, and I don't know what kind of tea it is, but I think it tastes good. Chenchen's father likes to drink the tea here."

The smile was still the smile between Chuxia's familiar friends.

Chuxia didn't think much about Chenchen's family. No matter what position Chenchen's mother and her husband held, she only made friends with her because the children played well and they had similar personalities. It had nothing to do with anything else.

"I think it tastes good too." Chuxia smiled and said, "This time we came here with you, An'an and I are so lucky. If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known there was such a restaurant."

Chenchen's mother and Chuxia talked about the origin of this restaurant. This place is too far from the textile factory, so it's normal that Chuxia didn't know about it.

The dishes came one after another, and the first dish was the carp baked noodles that Chenchen's mother strongly recommended.

The carp was sweet and sour carp, and the baked noodles were made from freshly pulled dragon whisker noodles fried, with the noodles as thin as hair, golden in color and a hint of red.

Chenchen's mother looked at the dish with shining eyes. She took the chopsticks and said to Chuxia, "Try it."

Chuxia first used the public chopsticks to pick up a chopstick of noodles for Cen Huaian and Chenchen, and then took a bite for herself.

The fried fluffy and crispy dragon beard noodles were dipped in the sweet and sour soup. The outside was a little soft, but the inside was still crispy. It was sweet and sour, and the sourness was a little salty, with a very rich taste.

"Delicious!" Chuxia's eyes lit up.

Chenchen's mother laughed. She loved it when others liked to eat the food she introduced. She said to Chuxia, "In fact, there is a saying about eating carp baked noodles: 'Eat the dragon meat first, then the dragon whiskers.' The dragon meat refers to the fish meat, and the dragon whiskers refer to the noodles. But we are eating it ourselves, so we don't care so much. We can eat it however we want."

As she said this, she also picked up a chopstick of noodles and ate them, saying with a look of enjoyment: "This is the taste, I've been craving it so much!"

The fish in the baked carp noodles is also delicious. According to Chenchen's mother, they are all carefully selected fresh Yellow River carp, with delicate and firm meat, and paired with the sweet and sour soup, the taste is amazing.

Chuxia and Cen Huaian like this dish very much, especially Cen Huaian, who loves sweet food. This dish perfectly suits his taste. He ate it without raising his head, and didn't even bother to wipe off the soup that accidentally got on his cheeks.

Chuxia took out a handkerchief to wipe his face and told him not to eat so fast: "Fish has bones, be careful."

Chenchen also looked like a little cat. He was not as skilled as An'an in using chopsticks, so he put the dishes in a small bowl and ate quickly, so a lot of soup got on his mouth.

He didn't care and ate very happily.

The next dishes were also the hotel's famous dishes, grilled lamb, hot and sour pork tripe, and each dish was cooked very well.

Of course, Chuxia and An'an thought the most delicious was the baked carp noodles, which was indeed a classic dish of the hotel and lived up to its reputation.

Later in the meal, Chenchen's mother began to control herself. She watched Chuxia and the others eat while she kept drinking tea. She

kept muttering, "No, no, I can't eat anymore, or I'll get fat again."

Chuxia felt bad for her. It was too cruel for people who love to eat to only look at delicious food but not eat it.

After dinner, Chenchen's mother asked Chuxia some questions about weight loss. Chuxia was not a professional, so she could only give her some advice from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Also, you must persist. You did a good job today. You must control your diet."

Chenchen's mother nodded in conviction. She had lost weight, and now she remembered everything Chuxia said in her heart and was ready to do it.

When parting with Chenchen's mother, Chenchen was still reluctant to leave An'an: "An'an, you must get to school early tomorrow! And don't forget to bring your comic books!"

The most important thing was the comic books. He and An'an kept exchanging books to read. He had read the Journey to the West during the winter vacation.

Chenchen's mother doesn't like fighting and the comic strips she bought for Chenchen are all very harmonious. He likes An'an's comic strips more.

The next day, the weather was very cold.

Originally, the climate in Liangzhou was warmer than before the Chinese New Year, but now it suddenly cooled down again. This is normal, it's called a late spring cold, and sometimes it even snows.

However, it didn't snow today, but the sky was very gloomy. Chuxia added thicker clothes to An'an, wrapped him up tightly, put a raincoat in his schoolbag, and sent him to school.

It was the first day of school, and she didn't have to go to work. The distance of a few steps was just right for morning exercise.

As soon as she went out, the cold wind blew over her. Chu Xia felt that the heat on her face was blown away instantly. She asked An An with some regret: "Can you go to school alone today?"

Cen Huaian didn't want to, and his face showed disappointment: "But Mom, didn't you promise to send me to school today?"

He looked like he was going to regret it, and Chu Xia felt embarrassed to say that she couldn't go. She waved her hand and said, "I'm just asking, let's go."

She gritted her teeth and followed Cen Huaian into the cold wind of the late spring. It was really cold. The wind felt even colder than before the New Year. She quickly covered her face with a scarf.

At this time, Chu Xia was glad that Cen Huaian's school was close to the family compound, so she didn't have to walk too long.

And after walking for a while, her body became hot. Except for the exposed eyes that were a little uncomfortable, other places were not too cold.

Chuxia sent Cen Huaian to the school gate, adjusted his scarf and said, "New Year's school starts. When you go to school, you must say Happy New Year to your classmates. Also, you are not allowed to play with firecrackers in school."

Cen Huaian: "Mom, that was a long time ago. Now I won't play with firecrackers in school."

Chuxia touched his hat-covered head and said, "Be good. I just remind you to wear gloves and don't freeze your hands. Go in quickly."

"Okay." Cen Huaian waved to his mother, picked up the straps of his schoolbag, and walked towards the school.

Chuxia stomped her feet and hurried home.

The house was warm. This is the advantage of a small house in winter. It is just right for studying.

Chuxia is not working now, so she devotes herself to study. She knew that she was not a genius like Cen Huaian who could remember everything she saw, so she studied very hard.

She had a lot of test papers that others did not have, so she naturally had to cherish them. Therefore, after she came back, she did test papers every day.

After finishing, she revised the answers, collected the wrong questions, practiced the knowledge points that she was prone to make mistakes, and then looked up the knowledge points that she could not remember. This is how she checked for omissions and improved little by little.

Cen Huaian, who was in school, received the new books issued. He carefully wrote his name on the books one by one, and waited to go home and wrap the books with newspapers with his mother.

Chenchen wrote several names on the books, wrote and erased them, but still felt that his handwriting was not good.

He turned his head to look at Cen Huaian's name, with a look of admiration on his face: "An'an, your handwriting is so beautiful!"

Then he looked at his own, and felt even more sad: "Why is my handwriting so ugly?"

Cen Huaian took a look at his name, some big, some small, and the strokes were separated. It didn't look like a single word.

He was silent.

His mother said that good children should not tell lies, and he couldn't lie to his friends. He nodded seriously and said, "It's a bit ugly."

Chenchen's shoulders drooped instantly, and he said with a flat mouth: "What should I do? I don't want to write so ugly."

Cen Huaian: "Go home and practice calligraphy."

Chenchen sighed. He didn't want to practice calligraphy. Practicing calligraphy is so tiring. When he got home, he just wanted to sit in front of the TV and watch TV. Cartoons are so good, much happier than practicing calligraphy.

Looking at the name, Chenchen was still very dissatisfied. He erased it and tried hard to think of how to make the name look better.

He thought for a long time, and finally came up with a good idea: "An An! Please help me write the title! There are only two books, please."

He pulled Cen Huaian's arm and shook him, twisting his fat body on the chair, as if he would keep talking if Cen Huaian didn't write it.

Cen Huaian thought about it, and between being annoyed by him and writing the title of the book, he chose to write the title of the book.

As a result, he found that Chenchen was not trustworthy at all. It was agreed that there were only Chinese and math books, but he was asked to write in the exercise book as well.

"This is extra, no."

Chenchen squinted his eyes, looked at Cen Huaian, and suddenly took out a handful of candies and said: "I'll treat you to candies, many kinds."

When Cen Huaian saw the candies, he thought of his experience of having a toothache and having a tooth filled. He immediately shook

his head and said, "I don't eat candies." He said this while looking at the candies. It was obvious that he didn't mean what he said.

Chenchen thought about it, rummaged through his pockets, and found a piece of food wrapped in a beautiful candy wrapper with English written on it.

Why did Cen Huaian know it was in English? Because the book that his mother bought for him that he couldn't read was in English, and the symbols on the candy wrapper were the same as those in the book.

And now Chuxia has also taught Cen Huaian some simple letters and English words, but she didn't teach him a lot. She plans to teach him systematically when he is in the first grade. He is still a little young now.

"This is chocolate. My aunt sent it from abroad. An An, write your name on it and I'll give it to you. It's delicious."

Cen Huaian had eaten chocolate before when he was in the northwest. His grandmother bought small ones that looked like nests, and there was delicious juice inside.

His mother said that it was called chocolate with wine filling. He liked chocolate very much, but his mother didn't allow him to eat too much.

Cen Huaian couldn't resist the temptation this time. He silently took all of Chenchen's exercise books and wrote his name on them. After writing, he asked Chenchen, "Are there any more?"

Chenchen shook his head happily, "No more!" and gave the chocolate to Cen Huaian.

Cen Huaian took the chocolate and directly peeled off the candy wrapper to eat it.

This piece of chocolate was different from what he had eaten before. It was a little bitter and not that sweet, but it was still very delicious.

Cen Huaian ate it up mouthful by mouthful, but he still felt unsatisfied. He put away the candy wrapper and prepared to go home to ask his mother where he could buy some. He could exchange them with his mother for red flowers whenever he wanted to eat them.

At noon, Chenchen couldn't help but take out his firecrackers and wanted to set them off on campus again.

Cen Huaian sternly refused him, "No."

Before his mother left, she also said that he was not allowed to set them off, and if he was caught by the teacher, he would be punished to sweep the floor. He didn't like getting up early every day to come to school to clean.

Chenchen was not disappointed. He put away the firecrackers and said, "Then let's go to the playground to play. I have newly bought marbles and cards."

Cen Huaian didn't want to go. He wanted to practice calligraphy or play chess.

But Chenchen kept whispering in his ear: "Go play, go play, it's so boring to sit there, there are so many people outside on the playground, it's fun."

Cen Huaian was annoyed by the nagging, frowned and stood up and walked out: "Let's go."

There were indeed a lot of people playing on the playground. No matter how cold the weather was, children were always the group that was not afraid of the cold.

Of course, they were also the group with the most frostbite on their faces. Most of them had an overly red face, which was also chapped by the wind.

Chenchen pulled Cen Huaian to the playground and joined the other students in the class in the marble game. He also wanted to pull Cen Huaian to join, but he was rejected.

"I don't like playing marbles." He stood by and watched. After watching for a while, he felt bored, so he walked to the side and prepared to go around the playground and go back to the classroom.

Walking to the eastern end of the playground, the corner of the wall there is where the grass grows the tallest in the school, and there are many trees. This is where An An and Chen Chen played with firecrackers last time because it is not easy for the teacher to find out.

This time, Cen Huaian passed by here again, and subconsciously looked behind the tree where Liu Tian was last time, and saw a little corner of her clothes.

Cen Huaian looked carefully again to make sure he was not mistaken. There was indeed someone there. He was ready to leave. The person had nothing to do with him, and he was not going to play with firecrackers this time.

As a result, he had just taken two steps when he heard the girl behind the tree sobbing softly, which was carried by the wind. It sounded very much like Liu Tian's voice.

Cen Huaian thought of Liu Tian's mother and the punishment he received last time, and continued to walk outside.

He was thinking: It is normal for children to cry. Some of his classmates would cry when they were called by the teacher and could not answer a question, or when they quarreled with other classmates or when they lost their pens.

However, after walking a short distance, Cen Huaian turned back and walked behind the tree. It was indeed Liu Tian who was crying.

She was sitting on the dry grass behind the tree, with her face buried in her knees and her arms hugging her knees. She looked particularly sad.

"Why are you crying?"

Cen Huaian's voice suddenly rang out, startling Liu Tian. She immediately looked up and saw Cen Huaian.

There were still tears on Liu Tian's face and fear in her eyes.

Seeing her classmates, she immediately raised her arm to wipe her face, but her tears could not be wiped away. The more she wiped, the more anxious she became, and she almost wiped the frostbite on her face until it bled.

Cen Huaian frowned and grabbed her arm: "Don't wipe it, I've seen it."

He thought for a while and said, "I won't laugh at you."

Liu Tian stopped wiping and lowered her head without saying a word.

Cen Huaian squatted down and asked her again: "Why are you crying? Did someone bully you?"

Liu Tian shook her head.

She kept crying silently without saying a word, and Cen Huaian had no choice. He took out his handkerchief and said, "Don't cry, I'll wipe it for you."

Cen Huaian actually didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and he didn't know how he came over.

Liu Tian did not take the handkerchief and said in a low voice, "I don't need it."

Cen Huaian put the handkerchief away again. After waiting for a while, Liu Tian still did not speak, so he was ready to leave.

As soon as he raised his feet, Liu Tian spoke: "My mother doesn't want to pay for my tuition. My brother has been in the first grade for five years, but my mother still lets him continue. I study better than my brother, and she said I am wasting money. She didn't pay for me this semester, and the teacher said that if I don't pay in another week, I can't go to school."

After listening to this, Cen Huaian hated Liu Tian's mother even more. Her mother said that this is called favoring boys over girls, and their family has it in the courtyard.

"Where's your dad?"

Liu Tian sniffed and said, "My dad has no money."

Her dad listened to her mom, and didn't say anything when her mom didn't let her go to school.

Cen Huaian was at a loss, the tuition was a lot of money, and Liu Tian's parents didn't let her go to school, he didn't know how to solve it.

Even if someone paid her tuition, it would be useless, because if her parents didn't let her go, the money could be refunded. Liu Tian could only change her mother's mind.

"You can only think of a way to get your mother to agree to let you go to school."

Liu Tian's eyes were confused, she just didn't know what method to use to make her cry.

Cen Huaian thought for a while and said, "You can go ask the teacher what to do?"

He didn't know anything else.

Cen Huaian returned to the classroom in a bad mood. It was only then that he realized that there were so many things that children could not do anything about.

Although he had never spoken to Liu Tian, ​​he did not want her to miss school. But he could do nothing.

He was still unhappy when he returned home at noon. Bangzi walked with him, saw that he was in a bad mood, and asked him what was wrong.

Cen Huaian shook his head and said nothing. He felt that Liu Tian’s affairs could not be told to too many people, and she probably didn’t want many people to know.

Bangzi stopped asking, patted Cen Huaian on the shoulder and said, "Don’t think too much. Some things will make you more troubled the more you think about them."

Cen Huaian said "hmm".

At the intersection, he separated from Bangzi and the others and walked towards the family yard alone. Not far away, he heard the "humming" sound of a small animal, a bit like a newborn puppy.

Cen Huaian paused and wanted to go home, but somehow his feet went in the direction of the sound.

In the gap of the wall in the corner of the alley on the side of the road, he saw two puppies, very small, one pure black and the other khaki. They were shivering from the cold, huddled together and whimpering, looking very pitiful.

Their eyes were still wide open, and when they saw him, they seemed to see a savior, and immediately "whimpered" more anxiously, trying to crawl towards him.

Cen Huaian looked at them for a while, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered them, then searched in his schoolbag, but couldn't find anything suitable.

He turned around and ran home, called "Mom" when he entered the house, and then went to look for his old clothes.

He couldn't bear to throw away those old clothes, so they were all piled up in the corner of the closet. After finding them out, he ran out quickly under Chu Xia's strange gaze.

After he surrounded the puppies with old clothes, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted the heads of the two puppies and went home.

In Cen Huaian's mind, raising puppies is something for rich people. His family is not rich, so they don't have the idea of ​​raising puppies at all.

Back home, Chu Xia asked him why he ran out so quickly and took his old clothes.

"I asked you to throw away your old clothes before, but you didn't. Why do you suddenly want to throw them away now?" Chu Xia smiled, obviously knowing that Cen Huaian was not going to throw away old clothes.

Cen Huaian told Chu Xia about the two puppies: "They are too small and may not survive. But I still don't want them to freeze to death."

Chu Xia put down her chopsticks, stood up and said: "Where are they? Take me to see them."

"Mom?" Cen Huaian looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she meant.

Chu Xia rubbed his head and said: "If we only give them clothes and no food, they will starve to death. Let's go, we can actually raise them."

Chu Xia thought it would be nice to raise a puppy, which could cultivate An An's love.

Cen Huaian listened to what Chu Xia said, blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt a little happy in his heart.

He walked out with Chu Xia, and asked with some worry: "Then mom, can we afford to raise a puppy?"

Chu Xia let out a long "hmm..." and said thoughtfully: "The puppy is so small, it needs milk powder, milk powder is very expensive, maybe we really can't afford it."

Cen Huaian was a little anxious, thought about it, gritted his teeth and said with heartache: "Mom, if you really can't afford it, you can also use my money to raise it."

He calculated the money he saved in his heart, and felt that raising a puppy should not be spent.

At worst, he should be able to afford it if he tries harder to sell things. Cen Huaian still couldn't bear to see the puppy die.

As long as he thought of the way the puppy looked at him, just like when he was hungry before, he looked at the steamed buns in other people's hands, he couldn't really ignore the puppy.

Chu Xia couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said. She touched his head and said, "You said it, don't feel bad when I use your money."

Cen Huaian wrinkled his face, and although he felt bad, he still said "hmm".

After teasing him, Chu Xia said, "It's not that expensive, we can feed them with rice soup."

Cen Huaian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his wrinkled eyebrows loosened: "Mom, I can share my rice soup with them."

"Okay."

The two walked to the place where the two puppies were. Chu Xia looked at the puppies, reached out and wrapped them with clothes and picked them up.

"Let's go, let's go home."

The two puppies were a little dirty, and it was too cold to give them a bath. But Chuxia is going to buy some medicine from the store to kill the bugs on their fur. If she can't find the right one, she'll make some herself.

If it were in the future, she could just send it to the pet store and everything would be solved.

"Mom, I have something else to tell you."