Honey Milk

The library review team has a new member. Chen Jiao is envious of the way Song Shixia and her sister-in-law get along. If only she could be like Song Shixia, able to build a good relationship with everyone, as if everyone likes her.

Ji Yanran was very miserable when she first started to study with her sister-in-law. She couldn't sleep every night, and she pulled her hair anxiously when she couldn't solve the problems during the day. She felt very frustrated. This kind of pain was based on a deep doubt about her own ability. Why did she always get the problem wrong when her sister-in-law solved it in a few minutes, even though she was solving the problem according to the formula in the textbook?

However, within a week, her sister-in-law found out all her shortcomings, and she realized that her sister-in-law was really a hidden talent, even better than the teachers at school. This was not because the teachers were not capable enough, but because her sister-in-law could directly catch her weaknesses and tutor her, and strengthen the subjects she was good at, which gave her more confidence.

Song Shixia didn't let her relax.

"Although the previous questions were difficult, you have to know that the people who set the questions for the college entrance examination are different every year. Last year's questions were simple, but this year's questions may be very difficult, so we have to do both. You can't always leave the last big question on the math paper blank."

Ji Yanran wanted to say that her abilities were limited and she had given up on the extra credit math questions long ago. She would rather memorize a few more texts to improve her scores than think about the big math questions.

Song Shixia felt that Ji Yanran had a good foundation in mathematics, but she was too stubborn and was always stumped by the same type of questions.

"Look at this. This is a collection of wrong questions I compiled for my deskmate. She is currently ranked in the top 50 in the school and in the top 400 in the joint entrance examination. If she works hard, she will be able to get into college this year. Take a look at her collection of wrong questions first to see how she went from failing math to passing it."

It's not that Song Shixia forced Ji Yanran to improve her scores in mathematics. Ji Yanran's overall scores have always been above the passing line, which is why she has to start with mathematics.

To pass the test out of a full score of 120, you only need 72 points, and 96 points is excellent, which means you have the extra 20 points.

Ji Yanran flipped through the wrong answer book, and she became more and more respectful of the owner of the book. From the beginning, it can be seen that Liu Zhaodi can't even do the simplest formula-based questions, and she got almost all the big questions wrong. She calculated in her mind that her math score was about 40 or 50 points. But as she turned to the back, the types of wrong questions became fewer and fewer, and she was about the same level as she is now.

She was a little ashamed, "Sister-in-law, your deskmate is so amazing."

Song Shixia explained calmly, "She is a repeater. If she fails to pass the exam this year, she will be married off by someone her family has chosen for her, so she must work hard to change her fate."

Ji Yanran thought about herself. Her only pressure came from her brothers and sisters being very smart. If she failed to get into high school, she would become a joke among her relatives. Her goal was to go to college. As for which school to go to, she had never thought about it. She had never worked hard for anything in particular.

She made up her mind that she would not avoid math problems no matter how difficult they were.

Song Shixia was worried that she was under a lot of pressure, so she kept fruits and eggs at home and asked Ji Yanran to drink a cup of honey and milk every night before going to bed to help her sleep. She knew that Yanran would recite ancient poems and mathematical formulas before going to bed, and she hoped that the honey produced in the space could improve her memory.

...

The Song couple stood at the entrance of the village, wearing new clothes bought by their daughter. They were suddenly dressed so formally in the countryside, which must mean that there were important guests visiting their home.

Song's mother grabbed her husband's arm nervously.

"Is our house clean? Have you flushed the pig pen? Is there no smell in the yard?"

Song's father was also nervous, but he didn't show it on his face. His hands hidden in the sleeves of his Zhongshan suit were shaking so much that he couldn't take out the cigarette box.

"I flushed it early in the morning. The yard is cleaner than my face."

Song's mother was worried that the girl from the city would smell the poultry at home, so she flushed the yard and cleaned the farm last night.

Although she and her husband had never smelled poultry and the farm was not close to the house, city girls had a keen sense of smell, and Qiu Sheng had finally found a girl he liked, so he didn't want her to think his parents were dirty.

When the car arrived in town, Yao Xue started to get nervous.

"I mean, what if your parents don't like me?"

Song Qiusheng drove without looking around.

"No, you are a rich lady praised by everyone, you have some confidence in yourself. Even my sister who is so cold is open to you, what are you afraid of?"

Yao Xue was distracted, "I didn't realize my sister has a cold personality."

"My sister wasn't like this before. Her mood was always written on her face. Now she smiles at everyone, but she might be up to something bad. There aren't many people she can be trusted with."

"I didn't notice it. I think your sister is very sincere, and sometimes silly and cute." She has met all kinds of people in her business, and she feels very relaxed and comfortable when getting along with Song Shixia.

Song Qiusheng smiled and turned the steering wheel. The car drove to the entrance of the village.

"It means she treats you as her own. You will know after you get to know her for a long time."

Seeing the car approaching from a distance, Song's father and mother hurried forward to greet it.

The eyes of the gossip group at the entrance of the village lit up. Song Qiu Sheng had returned, and they could finally sell the vegetables in their fields! No wonder the old couple of the Song family were standing at the entrance of the village early in the morning. Normally, they would not come to the entrance of the village to join in the fun.

Song Qiusheng slowly stopped the car and opened the window.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing standing at the entrance of the village? Get in the car!"

Song's mother waved her hands awkwardly, "No, I'll go back with your father."

Yao Xue wanted to open the window and say hello, but Song Qiusheng asked her to wait until she got home and got off the bus. With so many people at the entrance of the village, it was inevitable that they would talk about her. She would definitely not be happy to be judged like a monkey.

Song Qiu Sheng drove away, and the people watching at the village entrance looked at the exhaust and talked a lot.

"Qiu Sheng brought back a lot of things, why are there fruit trees?"

"I heard that Songjia Village wants to plant fruit trees, so it's not our turn in Chenjia Village."

"Why? Aren't Songjia Village and Chenjia Village both called Songjia Village?"

"Just because her last name is Song, if you are not satisfied, go and make a scene, and let us take advantage of it."

Some people think it is unfair. Why does Songjia Village sell vegetables and have an orchard, while Chenjia Village can only follow suit and sell vegetables?

The young people of Songjia Village were dissatisfied and refuted.

"You Chenjia Village people, don't always take advantage of us. Why don't you see those people from your brigade who go out to do business to help you make money? You just want to take advantage of our Songjia Village."

The two villages had a plastic relationship in the first place, and conflicts and disputes continued after the merger. Now Song Qiu Sheng is leading Songjia Village to plant fruit trees and run an orchard, which has directly brought the conflicts to the surface.

But the people of Songjia Village were right. Chenjia Village was just taking advantage of the situation.

Song Qiu Sheng drove the car into the yard. After his family built a new house, they replaced the gate with a large iron gate. In the future, he could park his car in the yard when he came home, and he didn't have to worry about someone puncturing his tires when he slept at night.

Mother Song's curiosity dispelled her nervousness.

"Why did you bring back so many trees?"

"My sister asked me to bring back the fruit tree. Let's plant it in our yard. When it bears fruit, you can taste it."

Song's father was puzzled, "Why is it so troublesome? Can't we just buy the fruit?"

Song Qiusheng parked the car, opened the door and jumped out.

"This fruit is different from the ones sold outside. The taste is much worse."

My parents have never eaten fruit so they think all fruits taste the same. Only people who eat fruit regularly can tell the difference.

Yao Xue was helped out of the car by Song Qiu Sheng. The car chassis was too high and her shoes had heels, so she couldn't just jump out.

"Hello uncle and aunt, my name is Yao Xue."

Yao Xue wore a skirt suit, a beige Chanel-style jacket with a black tight dress that outlined her figure underneath, and the diamond necklace was replaced with a small pearl necklace.

Song's mother had prepared herself mentally, but she still didn't expect the city girl to be so pretty and dressed like a fairy.

She was stunned for a moment and then quickly greeted the guests.

"Come in quickly, are you tired from the journey?"

Yao Xue answered obediently: "I'm not tired, Qiu Sheng is more tired, he drove all the way."

"Why would a man like him be so tired? Come sit down and take a rest. I'll go cook for you."

Song Qiu Sheng paid for the construction of the house, but no furniture was purchased. He originally planned to just mix together the old furniture. He wanted to buy a Simmons bed and a matching wardrobe, but Yao Xue was too delicate to sleep on a hard bed.

But he found out that his parents had already asked a carpenter to make new furniture for him, which made him a little worried.

Song's mother added, "The table and chairs are new, so they won't stain the skirt."

Yao Xue sat down carelessly.

"Just wash your dirty clothes. Auntie, I'm not that picky. You don't have to consider my feelings."

"There's dust everywhere in the countryside. It's so painful to get your white clothes dirty."

Song's mother had never seen this kind of material for clothes, but looking at the silvery luster on it, she guessed that it couldn't be cheap.

She was full of doubts. What kind of family did Qiu Sheng find? Why did she look like a spoiled girl? Like... like a girl who had never suffered from hardship since childhood?

After saying hello to his future daughter-in-law, Song's father went to the farm to catch chickens and ducks.

He counted them twice and confirmed that two chickens were missing.

He silently carried the chickens and ducks to the outside of the gate and slaughtered them cleanly, then told his wife who had entered the kitchen what had happened.

Song's mother was surprised and asked, "Why are there two missing? Did you count wrong?"

Song's father said sternly, "I counted them twice, and there are two missing."

The couple in the kitchen looked at each other, wondering why the chicken was missing.

Song Qiu Sheng drank his tea leisurely. "See, my parents are not scary. They are honest people. Sometimes I am afraid that they will suffer if they stay in the village. Fortunately, the captain is my second uncle."

Yao Xue held the cup and sipped the tea.

"I'm not that nervous now. My uncle and aunt seem to be more nervous than me. Your mother thinks too highly of me. My clothes are worth only a few dollars, but she even bought a new table and chairs. Was this tea bought by your sister?"

Song Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows, "What kind of tongue do you have that can tell? The tea in our house is all brought back by my sister. She knows a lot of people and has channels to buy good things. Your coat is worth three months' salary for an ordinary person. This set of tables and chairs in my house is really not as expensive as your clothes."

"This is my cheapest dress, and I'm not that petty. Don't make such a fuss next time. I'm sorry to have troubled you, uncle and aunt this time, and..."

Yao Xue's cheeks turned slightly red.

Song Qiusheng doesn't understand romance.

"And what?"

"Besides, you are so polite that it seems like you are treating me as an outsider. If you treat me as your own, you definitely won't treat me as a guest."

Song Qiusheng thought it was funny.

"This is your first time at my house. If I treat you casually, you'll probably feel even worse. This is your first time here, so don't be anxious."

Yao Xue kicked him.

"Who's in a hurry?"

Song Qiu Sheng bared his teeth and said, "A gentleman talks, not fights. Be careful or you'll hurt your feet!"

Yao Xue glared at him unhappily.

"Just pretend, I didn't even try hard."

Song Qiu Sheng went to the kitchen to help and heard his parents talking about a chicken missing from home.

"Didn't you say you were going to raise two wolfhounds? Why did the chicken get lost?"

Mother Song didn't even raise her head. "You can't just find a dog if you want to raise one. There are only a few dogs in the village, and next month is the time for dogs to give birth. It's really strange, how could a chicken disappear out of nowhere."