Reborn 1980: Being pinched and pampered by a rough soldier

"How can money be forgotten!" When Hao Hongmei heard about money, she reacted more fiercely than anyone else. She would not allow the money she got to go away, it was all her money!

"Oh, my aunt knows you are good!" As soon as Zhao Chunfang heard Meng Chun agreed, she automatically ignored Meng Chun's next words.

He stood up and pushed aside Hao Hongmei, who was about to speak, and took Meng Chun's hand, "Let's go to my house quickly. There are only a few days left for this speech, so we have to get ready quickly."

With satisfaction and happiness on her face, Wu Qingmin stepped forward and held Meng Chun's hand intimately.

Before Hao Hongmei could finish her dissatisfied words, Zhao Chunfang and Wu Qingmin hurriedly took Meng Chun to Wu's house.

Along the way to the Tongzi Tower, Zhao Chunfang explained again uneasily: "Meng Chun, as we said before, help Xiao Min write the speech and teach Xiao Min how to memorize it. This matter must not be told. Your aunt is also relieved. ."

"Mom, we all know. I'll take Meng Chun to my room first."

Wu Qingmin was very panicked. All the classmates around her had written their manuscripts, and all they had to do was memorize them. She was the only one who hadn't even written a speech. She hurriedly pulled Meng Chun into her room.

He directly stuffed a bunch of information into Meng Chun's arms, "These are the information I found for you. Just look it up and write a speech for me. My classmates all used these information to write. It must be written today!”

Holding so much information, Meng Chun couldn't help but take a few steps back to stabilize her body. She didn't say anything, lowered her head and glanced at it. She didn't know where Wu Qingmin got these useless information.

Meng Chun didn't remind Wu Qingmin either.

Seeing that Meng Chun didn't resist, Wu Qingmin obediently started to help her prepare the manuscript. Then she breathed a sigh of relief. She no longer had to read the unintelligible information. She went out and asked the nanny to cut fruit for her.

Meng Chun's eyes flashed in the room, and he pulled out two pieces of blank paper. Since Wu Qingmin gave her these materials to write, Meng Chun wrote a random, very simple content based on these materials.

She read it over and over a dozen times, closing her eyes again to make sure she could memorize every word without missing a word.

Meng Chun quickly destroyed the speech, took another piece of white paper, and began to think about the content of the new speech. She conceived this speech very carefully, and it was bound to make every teacher's eyes light up when they saw this speech. Degree.

It is even more necessary to write it to an extent that is beyond Wu Qingmin’s ability.

Meng Chun was not kind enough to forget Wu Qingmin's humiliation and contempt for her in her previous life, let alone do such deceitful and unfair things to others.

She wanted Wu Qingmin to expose herself in front of all the teachers and classmates. Meng Chun curled her lips.

After a long time, everyone outside the house began to eat, and no one thought of Meng Chun, who was still hungry in the house. The door suddenly opened after a few hours passed.

"Meng Chun, let me eat more fruit for you. I feel so distressed when you look sallow and thin." Wu Qingmin came in with a plate of fruit, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her face showed concern for Meng Chun.

Meng Chun put down the pen in his hand, and his eyes uncontrollably fell on the cut fruit, which was full of black spots and rotten fruits.

She recalled that in her previous life, the fruit Wu Qingmin gave her every time was bad fruit, but she had never eaten the fruit. Meng Chun was always grateful to Wu Qingmin.

Until one time she accidentally saw the nanny throwing some bad and unattractive fruit to a stray dog. She came back and told Wu Qingmin that the fruit was so bad that even the dog wouldn't eat it.

Wu Qingmin said with a pity expression: "Of course the dog won't eat it if it's so bad, it's for Meng Chun to eat. She has never even eaten the fruit and doesn't know it's bad.

Meng Chun is so pitiful. If it weren't for me, Meng Chun wouldn't even be able to eat bad fruits. Don't throw away these fruits in the future. Remember to save them and leave them for Meng Chun to eat. Don't waste them by feeding them to dogs. "

Meng Chun could not forget her disbelief and frustration at that time.

"Meng Chun? Meng Chun! What are you thinking about? Eat it quickly. This is a fruit specially reserved for you. Have you never eaten mango?" Wu Qingmin placed the fruit in front of Meng Chun as if it were a treasure.

Meng Chun pushed away the fruit plate calmly and handed over the speech he had written, "I've written it, and the next step is to memorize it."

"You write quite quickly." Wu Qingmin ignored the matter of asking Meng Chun to eat fruit and flipped through the speech written by Meng Chun.

The new article she wrote is different in content, but the length of the sentences is exactly the same as the previous article.

"I'll teach you how to read the first paragraph first." Meng Chun pointed to the current speech, but what she read was the speech she had just memorized and destroyed.

Wu Qingmin was not good at English, so she followed what Meng Chun asked her to read, but she didn't know that what she read was not the content of the speech at all.

After Wu Qingmin couldn't pronounce the word "life" correctly, and insisted on asking Meng Chun to teach her over and over again, Meng Chun finally couldn't help but frowned, "This word is a commonly used word. You haven't learned it since you were in college." pass?"

Wu Qingmin felt that Meng Chun was taking the opportunity to humiliate her, so she bit her lip in frustration, "There are many people who don't speak English well, and it makes me sad that you are so complacent.

You may never earn the money my mother gave you in your life. You can't use the money to humiliate my English again. "

Wu Qingmin felt uncomfortable after hearing Meng Chun's fluent speaking.

I can't figure out why Meng Chun, who lives in such a poor family, can speak English so well. What's the use of her speaking English? God is really unfair.

Meng Chun had a question mark on his face when he heard Wu Qingmin's words, "First of all, I didn't take your money. Second, if you feel that I have hurt your self-esteem, you can find someone else."

Wu Qingmin felt even more aggrieved, "What do you mean? I regard you as my best friend."

Meng Chun knew people like Wu Qingmin, and the more she talked about her, the more enthusiastic she became. Meng Chun simply stopped talking and just looked at Wu Qingmin quietly.

No one answered her words, and Wu Qingmin was defeated, "Meng Chun, you know that English has always been my shortcoming, and you have no patience. I complained because I was too sad. You can continue to teach me."

Meng Chun was speechless, but he could only continue to teach Wu Qingmin, and waited until Wu Qingmin finally read it through stumblingly.

It was getting dark, and Meng Chun was feeling hungry. She couldn't help but rub her stomach, "That's it for today. I'm going to help the boss buy clothes during the day. You can practice by yourself."