Reborn 1980 Girls should be self-reliant

Zhang Xinjie hadn't read a few words before Zhang Zixi snatched the thing in his hand, and he was startled. When he turned around, he saw that it was his sister, and said in surprise, "Zixi, what is this thing?" ?”

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just a love letter someone wrote to my little sister. She doesn't want it, so let me handle it for her." After speaking, he hurried past his brother and picked up the basins.

"Brother, you go out first, you see how embarrassing the girl's love letter is."

Chased away by his sister, Zhang Xinjie had no choice but to back out, but he still looked confused. Is it really a love letter?He saw a name named Han Xiaoxiao appear, could it be the younger sister's little sister?Although I didn't see much content, it doesn't look like a love letter, does it?

Thinking of how his sister didn't want him to get involved, he finally held back his curiosity and didn't ask.

Because he was not at home a few days ago, he didn't know that Ji's house had guests.

Zhang Zixi couldn't care about anything else at this time, and hurriedly spent a lot of effort before re-igniting the wet paper. Seeing that all the paper had been reduced to ashes, she felt relieved. Fortunately, she moved quickly and did not let Brother sees too much or it's all over.

Because his sister's behavior was too strange, Zhang Xinjie remembered the name Han Xiaoxiao even though he didn't ask any further questions.

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Han Xiaoxiao didn't know what to give Ji Yu for a while, but fortunately, Ji Yu's birthday was still more than a month away, and she still had time to think about it. She sprayed some of the perfume she received on her body, and after she went out, her younger brother was shocked He sniffed.

"Sister, what does it smell like? It's delicious."

"Does it smell good?"

"It smells good." Xiaofeng replied honestly.

"That's good if it smells good. This is the perfume your brother Ji Yu gave me. I sprayed it on."

"Why did Brother Ji Yu give you a gift?" Xiaofeng became curious.

The grandma on the side interjected, "Silly boy, your sister's birthday is coming soon."

Xiaofeng suddenly became annoyed that he forgot his sister's birthday, but fortunately, he still had a chance to prepare a gift before that day arrived.

On Xiaoxiao's birthday, grandma made a sumptuous meal at home, and invited the fat uncle Fang and the others over, but compared to her birthday last year, there were a few more people celebrating her this year. Ni, as well as her good friends Wang Jinsong and Gu Qing, everyone also gave her presents. Qiao Jiu directly gave her a birthday cake, saying that it was made to order at a time-honored shop in the provincial capital that has been open for many years. , In fact, this store was closed for many years before, and it only reopened this year.

Received a lot of blessings and gifts, and ate a delicious birthday cake, Xiaoxiao felt very happy.

After her birthday, there are not many days before the start of school. Before that, she embroidered for a few days, saved up a pen for Xiufangzhai, and went to her clothing store to pick out a few beautiful clothes for after school. The new clothes to wear, just waiting for the school to come.

Grabbing the tail of the holiday, she took her younger brother who had finished his homework and went out to find Gu Qing and the others to have fun a few times.
Time flies so fast, after her 17th birthday, she will also be [-] years old, and she will be an adult in a year, and she is quite looking forward to it.

Although life in high school is not boring, and she is not under a lot of pressure in her studies, she yearns for a more free university.

As soon as the summer vacation ended, she also became a sophomore in high school after school started, facing the choice of different subjects.

After comprehensive consideration, she chose science, and Wang Jinsong also chose science, but Gu Qing chose liberal arts, which also means that Gu Qing will not be able to be in the same class with them in the future. It is a pity for them, the optional subjects are not Small things are not child's play. For their own future, they must make the best choice for themselves.

Entering the second year of high school, Xiaoxiao and the other students were more strictly controlled in school than before. After the arts and sciences were re-divided into classes, Xiaoxiao and Wang Jinsong were in the third class of science, and Gu Qing went to the reorganized first class of arts.

The third class of science has lost some familiar faces, and replaced with some new students from other classes. The students in the class have been used to this for several days. Fortunately, their class teacher has not changed, and it is still Teacher Su. .

After entering the second year of high school, Han Xiaoxiao felt that her life had not changed much. She worked hard at school, practiced handwriting and embroidered things at home, and occasionally went to two shops. Now she often wears new clothes from her clothing store. After arriving at school, she would sometimes be asked by female classmates. Naturally, she vigorously promoted her store, and she did not shy away from things related to her store.

While everyone was amazed at her power, many girls became customers in the store, and even brought their mothers and sisters to visit with them.

Han Xiaoxiao will naturally take care of her classmates. No matter it is a classmate or someone brought by the classmate, there will be a discount, which will make everyone more satisfied with her.

Ji Yu sent letters to Xiaoxiao more frequently than before, but the content of the chat in the letters was still the same as before, so Xiaoxiao didn't realize that she was thinking too much except for replying letters more frequently than before.

After school started for a while, she still couldn't figure out what to give Ji Yu, so she could only ask for advice from her only friend Wang Jinsong, but she found that Qiao Jiu didn't seem to like her mentioning Ji Yu, so she didn't ask Qiao Jiu for advice. Views.

Under Wang Jinsong's suggestion and her own consideration, she finally gave Ji Yu a more practical belt, which was also not cheap, and she bought it from a foreign store.

In fact, no matter what she gave, Ji Yu would be very happy. When he received the belt, he also cherished it and put it away, and he would not be willing to use it normally.

In addition to communicating with Ji Yu, the current Xiaoxiao also occasionally contacts her godmother Qiu Anhong, sending letters to each other to greet each other, or sending some things. The two families now communicate like relatives. I am very happy, and the connection with my mother has become more.

Qiu Anhong didn't know the inside story, but was simply happy.

After Ji Yu returned to the army, Zhang Zixi still remembered the consequences of writing the letter before, and she didn't make any more troubles. However, the investigation of Han Xiaoxiao's affairs still made her feel a little more hazy, and she was very reluctant to hear and mention Jin Besides, she was not happy at all when she celebrated her birthday this year. Knowing that after her cousin Li Chunxiang sent her a gift in Jin Province, she felt even worse. I asked several times but didn't find out why. Out of worry, I secretly went to my daughter's school once. I found that my daughter didn't encounter any bad things at school, so I was relieved. I only thought that my daughter was older and had more worries.

After Zhang Xinjie came back to celebrate his younger sister's birthday, he also found that his younger sister was acting strangely, especially after seeing the gift from the so-called cousin, he looked very abnormal. For this reason, he asked his mother once, when he was not at home, who was his cousin? Is there anything happening in Bian He's family that he doesn't know about? Naturally, he received a negative answer. He can only care about his sister, but her sister reacts very resistant, which also makes him confused.

They didn't know that the more they cared about Zhang Zixi, the more nervous she felt and the worse her mood!