After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Real Daughter, the Plot Changes

"Jiang Xiaoli, I haven't been abroad for half a year. Have you almost forgotten me?"

Tong Yi's voice sounded very sad, Jiang Li knew that he was pretending as soon as he heard it.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "You are not affected because you often look at my grandfather's circle of friends, right?"

"What do you mean?" Tong Yi didn't understand.

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Don't you realize that my grandfather likes to post on Moments with a similar tone?"

Tong Yi raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "No, right? Grandpa Feng doesn't send friends too often."

"Oh, that's probably because you don't frequent your Moments." Jiang Hao said.

"Wait first, I'll take a screenshot for you." Tong Yi hung up the phone.

Ten seconds later, Jiang Hao received a screenshot from Tong Yi.

Looking at the screenshots, and comparing with the circle of friends he saw with his grandfather, Jiang Hao fell into deep thought.

Grandpa's circle of friends can be roughly divided into two types.

The first type is when his old man occasionally sighs in the circle of friends, saying that several children in the family have not come home for a long time, and they have probably forgotten him as a left-behind old man.

Under such a circle of friends, almost no one likes or commented. When Jiang Hao saw such a circle of friends, he couldn't help but chat with his grandfather privately.

The second type is that my grandfather often posted gifts in the circle of friends, and most of those gifts were given to him by himself, and occasionally there were special products or collectibles sent to him from abroad by the elder brother.

When showing gifts, my grandfather would also complain in the circle of friends, saying that the juniors in the family just like to give random things, and his room is almost too full.

Below this type of Moments, there are many more comments and likes.

During the previous summer vacation, several old men who were close to Mr. Feng often came to the house as guests, and Jiang Hao also added them as friends. These people were often active in Grandpa's second-class circle of friends, expressing their envy and jealousy.

Apart from these two types, my grandfather would occasionally post some other things. For example, when the family celebrated his uncle's birthday, he still sighed with emotion.

Jiang Hao thought it was strange before, why the grandfather complained that the younger generation in the family had forgotten his circle of friends, and the old men never commented, not even liked.

It stands to reason that they should jump out of Versailles, and it is normal for them to respond to their grandfather!

Now Jiang Hao finally solved the case: the circles of friends that my grandfather posted were actually visible in groups.

At this moment, Jiang Hao felt that her grandfather was a bit awkward old child. He clearly wanted the attention of his family, but he refused to take the initiative to say it. He even secretly posted the category to see the circle of friends, so as to imply the younger generation in the family. Time to go home.

Jiang Hao picked up the phone and sent two words to Tong Yi: [Thank you]

In less than ten seconds, Tong Yi's call came again, and as soon as the call was connected, he asked, "Jiang Xiaoli, when Grandpa Feng posted on his Moments, did he selectively block me? ?"

"Your reaction is very fast!" Jiang Hao praised him.

Tong Yi sighed, "What's the use of reacting quickly, someone with a low sense of presence like me, no matter how fast the response is, no one will remember me."

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "You send me the address, and I'll send you a gift."

Tong Yi's symptoms are similar to those of his grandfather now, and the reason for it is that he lacks the care of others.

Jiang Hao was the most experienced in dealing with this kind of thing, so she decided to give Tong Yi a gift to coax the eldest nephew.

Tong Yi suddenly became interested, "What gift?"

Jiang Hao looked at the curl of wool left on his desk and sold it, "I won't tell you first, I'll give you a surprise then."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hao picked up the wooden needle and wool on the table, and moved quickly.

Recently, the temperature in Minjiang City has dropped sharply, and most students have begun to wear sweaters and warm clothes in their school uniforms. Shen Mian has repeatedly lamented that the school uniforms of No. 1 Middle School are too poor to keep warm as well as the down uniforms of Minjiang Foreign Language School.

When Jiang Li went to Minjiang Foreign Language School, it was already summer, and she didn't wear a down school uniform, so she couldn't compare.

But she knows that she needs to wear more clothes when the temperature is cool, and wearing a scarf when necessary is the most comfortable.

A few days ago, Jiang Hao saw Zhang Qingqing busy knitting scarves all day long. Not only did the roommates in the dormitory have a share of the finished product she knitted, but even the brothers she recognized in the class received them all in the winter. The first scarf.

Seeing that everyone was wearing Zhang Qingqing scarves, Jiang Li immediately thought of her grandfather and decided to give him a Jiang Xiaolei scarf.

In this way, grandpa would not feel that he was treated differently when he thought about the fact that he once made a birthday cake for his uncle.

Jiang Hao is very self-aware. Because she was a beginner, she bought several coils of thread, and they were all the thickest ones, because she heard Zhang Qingqing say that such threads are easy to weave, and the technical requirements are not too high. Not too high.

After Zhang Qingqing's hands-on guidance, Jiang Li was able to get started quickly. In order not to waste time, she usually knitted a scarf while listening to her listening. After twenty minutes of listening, she immediately stopped what she was doing and quickly put the Write the answer, and then turn to the standard answer to check.

The first time they saw Jiang Hao doing two things with one heart, the roommates in the dormitory immediately dropped their jaws. They collectively put down what they were doing, and were ready to see how accurate Jiang Hao was.

At the moment when the result came out, everyone's jaw dropped again, and Wang Simin asked in disbelief, "How did you do it?"

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows: "Is this difficult?"

Everyone: ...

It is not difficult, it is estimated that it is necessary to divide people!

Zhang Qingqing burst into laughter: "It's really not difficult for you to get a full score in listening, but you missed two stitches, Jiang Li, you are not omnipotent, hahahahahahaha!"

Shen Mian immediately asked: "If it were you who did two things, how many stitches would you miss?"

Zhang Qingqing couldn't laugh for a moment. She didn't know how many stitches she missed, but her hearing was definitely not correct. She was very sure of this.

Jiang Hao looked at the missing needle in the middle, and couldn't help frowning, ready to dismantle those rows and rework them.

Zhang Qingqing stopped her immediately, "Don't move! This can be repaired. It's very simple. I'll teach you."

Under Zhang Qingqing's hands-on teaching, Jiang Hao's first scarf knitted by herself was quickly completed. Although it looked a little awkward, she was very satisfied.

She believed that her grandfather would also like it, after all, it was her own mind!

The remaining threads, Jiang Hao originally planned to give to Zhang Qingqing, but received a call from Tong Yi asking for credit, so he decided to use the waste and knit a scarf for Tong Yi.

Once raw and cooked twice, the time spent on the second scarf is greatly shortened, and it looks much better than the first scarf.

Jiang Hao's eyes circled twice and decided to leave the second scarf to her grandfather, and the first one would be given to Tong Yi, since he might not be able to wear it anyway.

If the eldest nephew dares to complain about his poor weaving, hehe, he will never give him gifts again!

The weekend school was off. After Jiang Li returned home, Mr. Feng received the Jiang Xiaoli brand love scarf as soon as possible.

Jiang Hao nodded, "Yes, grandpa, do you like it?"

Old Man Feng nodded, "Of course I like it, but doing this kind of thing will definitely delay your study!"

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "I can knit a scarf while I study, even if I occasionally miss a stitch, I can just make it up."

Mr. Feng couldn't put it down, but he couldn't help complaining: "Wait a while, don't you want to go to the winter camp? It's better to spend your time studying. If you really want to give me a scarf, Just buy one."

"But I think what I knit is more expressive!" Jiang Hao held his arm coquettishly, and looked like a good baby, which made Old Master Feng's heart bud.

The old man Feng sighed, his voice was a little low: "When your grandmother was still alive, she always liked to do these handicrafts. I told her many times that handicraft hurt her eyes, but she just didn't listen, and later she was young. I put on reading glasses lightly, don't imitate her, don't do this kind of thing in the future, okay?"

Jiang Hao nodded immediately, "I listen to my grandfather."

Jiang Hao found that grandpa didn't post a circle of friends to show off the scarf this time, so he felt it was abnormal, but after thinking about it, he thought that grandpa might have posted a circle of friends, but just blocked himself.

After returning to school, Jiang Hao was busy with her studies, so she stopped thinking about scarves.

What Jiang Hao didn't know was that the old man Feng really didn't post on the Moments this time, but he wore that scarf and visited all the old men he could visit. After showing off to those people, he successfully gained all The old man's expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Back at home, Professor Feng saw that the old man was planning to show off his scarf again, so he took the lead and said, "Little Jiangbei is really sensible and filial, and this scarf is also very beautiful. I don't have such a blessing as an uncle."

Old Man Feng widened his eyes: "Are you her uncle?"

Professor Feng: ...

Old Man Feng rolled his eyes at him, "How much time and effort does it take to weave a scarf like this? You actually want a high school student to knit a scarf for you, but you're still a professor, and capitalists are not as good as you. people."

Professor Feng sighed helplessly.

He clearly saw that the old man wanted to show off, and complimented him in advance. Why did he fail again?

Professor Tan couldn't help laughing. She glanced at her husband and joked: "If you want a scarf, ask your two sons to go there. I remember that Xiaobai used to love handicrafts."

Professor Feng changed the topic, "You forgive me, I can't wear it if he knits it."

The old man Feng said immediately: "That's true, after all, not everyone is as ingenious as Xiao Jianghao."

Professor Feng: ...

Shouldn't I be talking today?

Seeing that Professor Feng was deflated, Professor Tan was in a good mood. She took a ball with her chopsticks and put it into the old man's bowl. She smiled and said, "Xiao Song and Xiao Bai are really naive, and they don't know how to go home this week after the holiday. I'll see you later. I'll call and talk to them."

Hearing what his daughter-in-law said, Mr. Feng felt a little embarrassed for a moment. He ate the **** into his mouth and said vaguely, "They are both juniors this year, so I guess they are quite busy."

Professor Feng said with a smile: "It's good to be busy now, so as not to be blinded by the dark eyes and unable to find the direction when you are a senior."

Old Man Feng nodded, "That's right, you are all so busy, I am the only one who is the least busy. I'm used to it."

Professor Feng: ...

Well, for sure, it's really inappropriate for me to speak today.

After dinner, Professor Feng and Professor Tan returned to the room, and he couldn't help but ask his wife, "Do you think my dad has something against me?"

Professor Tan tilted his head and said: "You are a son, and you are not as sensible as Xiao Jianghao, can he still have an opinion?"

Professor Feng couldn't help laughing, "Little Jiangbei is a girl, they all say that girls are close-fitting padded jackets, how can I be as careful as her."

Professor Tan rolled his eyes at him, "Who said that girls should be naturally attentive? It's not that you men don't care about the people around you, and you find a lot of excuses, you are used to it!"

Although Professor Feng is occasionally slow, he also knows that he must not argue with his wife about this topic. He put his arms around Professor Tan and put his chin on her head, "It's true, daughter-in-law, you're so right, you've always said it before. It's because I didn't realize it properly, and I am now conducting a profound self-examination."

Professor Tan:  …

It's pretty quick to admit a mistake, but I've never seen him change it.

Forget it, she is a cute and loving little fairy, and she doesn't care about the big pig's hoof.

When Tong Yi received the courier, he couldn't help but think: Jiang Xiaoli still kept her word.

After opening the courier, Tong Yi was stunned when he saw the brown-gray scarf inside.

Jiang Xiaolei said that he wanted to surprise him. He had expected it before, but no matter how he wanted to break his head, he never expected that the surprise she said would be a scarf.

Tong Yi picked up the scarf and found a small card under the scarf, with Jiang Xiaobei's unique handwriting on it: eldest nephew, eat well, sleep well, don't turn day and night again.

Tong Yi held the scarf in his hand. He saw that the stitches of the scarf were different and he guessed that it was mostly artificial knitting.

Was it woven by Jiang Xiaolei himself?

Tong Yi picked up the phone and dialed Jiang Li, but Jiang Li quickly hung up and sent a message.

[Eldest nephew, have you forgotten our time difference? 】

Tong Yi immediately replied: [I didn't forget, I just received the scarf you knitted by yourself, I want to say thank you to you]

When this news was sent, Tong Yi's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, but he had no idea why he was nervous.

[Well, it really took me a lot of time, even if you think it's ugly, don't say it]

Tong Yi:  …

How could he feel ugly?

Obviously very cute and cute.

[The scarf is beautiful, good night]

After sending the last message, Tong Yi put away his cell phone, because he knew that Jiang Xiaoluo didn't have the habit of staying up late, so it was impossible to chat with him at night.

The next day, Tong Yi took the scarf Jiang Hao gave to class, which attracted strange looks from the surrounding classmates, but he ignored it.

The boy at the same table with him looked at him several times, but couldn't help but ask, "The air conditioner is on in the classroom, shouldn't it be necessary to wear a scarf?"

Tong Yi raised his eyelashes slightly, "In my hometown, everyone has started wearing scarves."

"It has something to do with your wearing a scarf?"

Tong Yi nodded solemnly, "I just came here and I was unaccustomed to the soil and water, so I decided to follow the habits of my hometown. The actual temperature is not important."

Crowd: ...

You have been here for almost half a year, and now you say that you are not acclimatized to the soil and water, and you also say that the actual temperature is not important. Are you sure it is not a joke?

A blond girl in front of Tong Yi turned her head and commented seriously: "This scarf is not very good-looking. If you like wearing a scarf, I can give you a better-looking one."

Tong Yi looked at her expressionlessly, "This is knitted by my sister, don't you think it looks good?"

The girl changed her words instantly: "Your sister's way of knitting scarves is really unique. Does she like to do handicrafts very much? May I know her?"

Tong Yi smiled but smiled: "You can know her, but she doesn't like to do handicrafts. She likes to practice Sanda the most. Would you like to be a sandbag for her?"

girl:……

This Chinese boy is excellent in all aspects, the only drawback is that it is too difficult to catch up.

He is also a topic-buster, often chatting to death.

The girl decided to continue the challenge. She tried to find a topic: "Your sister is so violent, do you care about her?"

Tong Yi loosened the scarf on his neck that covered his sweat, and replied to the girl: "I don't care about her because I'm a sister-in-law."

girl:……

Oh! never mind.

She suddenly felt that the boy she met last week was not bad either, his skills were very good, and he was much cuter than this Chinese boy.

Tong Yi completely ignored the resentful eyes of the girl, he loosened the scarf around his neck again, and began to think about the competition question that Jiang Xiaoli sent him.