Rebirth: Make a fortune and raise a daughter

"Wow! I'm in No. [-] Middle School, and what about you?" The girl's tone became lighter.

"I'm in No. [-] Middle School!" Ye Liuli smiled restrainedly. She didn't dare to run over and grab the girl's hand to reminisce about the past.

Even her parents couldn't accept it, and based on her understanding of Mu Zihan, she couldn't accept it even more. She would probably treat her as a lunatic and would never have anything to do with her in this life.

"Wow! No. [-] Middle School is so close to my home. Our school teacher gave the last class a day off this afternoon and asked those of us who don't have dictionaries to buy dictionaries. What about you? Do you also have a day off?" The girl gradually became excited.

"No, I'm asking for leave." Ye Liuli paused, then said casually, "We are so destined, what is your name! My name is Ye Liuli!"

"Ah! My name is Mu Zihan!" Mu Zihan said without any hesitation, "Your name sounds so nice!"

"No, it doesn't sound good. It's not Liuli, it's Liu. My dad's name was written wrong when he registered for registration." Ye Liuli smiled in a daze.

In the previous life, Ye Liuli was not called by Mu Zihan because her name was nice. Instead, she was asked why she was not called Ye Liuli but Ye Liuli. Was it because her mother's surname was Liu?

She remembered answering pretty much the same way, but more youthful and energetic.

She remembered that she said, "Damn it, there's no one named Liu in my family! It's all my father's fault! He got my name wrong when registering for me! Otherwise, my name would be Ye Liuli!" Ye Liuli at that time Liu Li and Mu Zihan are already very familiar with each other, so it doesn't matter if they talk familiarly.

At this time, when Mu Zihan met for the first time, she couldn't scare him away.

She wanted to remain friends with her for life.

After her death, she heard that Ye Nianru's treatment would cost a huge amount of money. Without saying a word, she gave all her savings of [-] to Ye's father and Ye's mother. Even if Ye's father and Ye's mother paid back the money in the end, this feeling would be something that Ye Liuli would never forget. He couldn't pay it back, and as long as he was free, Mu Zihan would hold his son to help take care of Ye Nianru, telling Ye Nianru over and over again the story of his acquaintance with Ye Liuli, saying that things are people. No, tears streaming down my face.

In this life, it is her turn to take care of her.

The two exchanged their names, classes, and home addresses, and agreed to go visit each other when they had time. Then they went out and waved goodbye.

Ye Liuli looked at Mu Zihan who had disappeared from sight, then turned and walked home.

Although she didn't get into high school, even if she spent money, she went to one of the worst high schools in the county, but the three best friends she made in high school were the kind they would last a lifetime.

After her death, when Ye Nianru was in urgent need of money to save her life, the three best friends did not hesitate to give money to Ye's father and mother. Except for Mu Zihan, who lived nearest, who often went to take care of Ye Nianru, the other two best friends would always take care of Ye Nianru. I will also visit Ye Nianru sometimes and buy him clothes, toys, snacks...

She had nothing to repay, how could she have such good friends?

Maybe her junior high school life was too miserable, so God, in order to show his fairness, gave her a few of the most sincere friends.

In this life, I would like to offer her the most sincere and warmest blessings from her scarred heart, in return for their persistence in the previous life.

It only took a few minutes for Ye Liuli to get home. Ye Fan hadn't come back yet. Ye Liuli quickly heated up the food prepared by Li Yu.

I was still not very good at operating the gas, so it took me a while to light the fire. When I was almost done heating up the last bowl of food, Ye Fan came back.

When Ye Liuli heard the sound, he knew it was the sound made by Ye Fan's motorcycle.

The sound of each car is different, the speed of riding, the habit of turning the accelerator and braking. Everyone is different, so even if the same car is used by different people, the sound it makes will be different to those who are familiar with it. You can tell the difference as soon as you listen to it.

Ye Liuli could tell because she heard the sound of her father's motorcycle when it turned into the intersection countless times. Knowing that her father would come in soon, she quickly unplugged the TV and used ice water across a rag to quickly Cooling down the back cover of the TV, she could still hear the sound of her father's key opening the door. When her father rode in and parked the motorcycle, her temperature had almost dropped. Then she quickly took ice water and a rag and gently used it. Feet ran upstairs.

This is only part of the battle of wits and courage between Ye Liuli and Ye Fan, there are many more.

To put it simply, because Ye Liuli was afraid of being scolded, he probably spent all his intelligence on deceiving Ye's father.

Ye Liuli helped Ye Fan open the door. When Ye Fan rode in on his motorcycle, Ye Liuli went to close the door and quickly brought a glass of water to Ye Fan. "Dad, thank you for your hard work. Let's drink some water."

"..." Ye Fan put down the key and looked at Ye Liuli like a ghost. He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and thought that he would go find his mother-in-law this Sunday at the latest. He reached out and took it from Ye Liuli's hand. He put the water directly on the table with a fierce face, "Don't you know how to study when you have time? I want to drink water and I can't pour it myself? Don't you know how bad your study is? You pretended to be in the hospital for two days. Are you going to stop pretending? You learn from yourself..."

No matter how much Ye Fan chatters or makes sarcasm, Ye Liuli always has a smiling face and nods happily.

Ye Fan couldn't speak anymore. His daughter shouldn't have reacted like this. She shouldn't have just said something back to him when he said the first sentence, and then ran upstairs.

Ye Fan made up his mind to invite his mother-in-law over quickly and went to the kitchen.

Ye Liuli filled the rice and handed it to Ye Fan. Ye Fan looked at the rice in the rice bowl, which was the amount he usually eats, and fell silent again.

I poured a glass of white wine, looked at my daughter who was eating quietly in front of me, and drank it silently.

Ye Liuli finished her meal and sat quietly at the dinner table without taking the initiative to speak. She took out her small notebook and quietly looked at the notes on it, thinking.

Ye Fan reached up and looked at the notebook in Ye Liuli's hand. He didn't see her quickly putting it away as usual. Instead, she spread it generously on the table and occasionally wrote something with a pen.

Seeing that the writing on the notebook was still the familiar dog crawling character written by his daughter, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of wine, and let his thoughts drift away.

What would he do if his daughter really turned out like this? I must be very happy.

But is this really his daughter? After more than ten years of getting along, how could he not know what his daughter was like? When he came back, he hid upstairs and wouldn't come down until he was asked to eat. How could he open the door for him and hand him water? After finishing the meal, he put down the bowl and left. How could he say that he was still here leisurely and quietly waiting for him to finish?

It's impossible to change so much overnight.