The vixen's journey through time

Until sitting in the car, Chacha still didn't understand why the driver, Uncle Wu, was here? Did you come so promptly?

It was clear that when the head teacher said he would keep the 17 ginseng roots for her, she was ready to refuse again.

After all, no matter how rich the head teacher said her family was, Chacha still felt uneasy.

Perhaps it was because the original owner did not have much impression of this teacher in his memory. Although this teacher is very good-looking and dresses very distinctively, judging from what she says and does to her classmates, she must be a very good teacher.

But the original owner Jiang Cha had no impression. Even Cha Cha felt a little tight in her chest now that she wanted to recall more.

So, when Wu Yong appeared at the door of the classroom and said that he would help her take the ginseng back, she nodded without hesitation, and when the school bell rang, she got up and came out together.

For some reason, Chacha had an inexplicable trust in the driver of the Jiang family.

Chacha looked at Wu Yong's straight figure, firm eyes, and righteousness while driving.

Just, how can someone drive like a soldier?

"Uncle Wu, you..."

"Ms. Jiang, what's the matter?"

Wu Yong held the steering wheel, but he was looking in all directions and listening in all directions. He only asked indifferently about Chacha's voice.

"Is everything okay? I just wanted to ask where Uncle Wu is from?" Chacha quickly turned around.

I don't know if it was because her question was difficult to answer or what, but Wu Yong remained silent for a few seconds.

"I...Wu is a homeless person..."

After saying that, the air in the car suddenly became still, and no one spoke anymore.

What Chacha didn't know was that after school, a girl secretly came to the stool where Chacha was sitting and planned to give it a try.

However, as soon as her butt touched her and before she could sit firmly, the stool fell apart and fell apart.

The girl who was trying to sit down also fell. She grimaced in pain and wanted to scream but didn't dare.

what's up? Why was it that Jiang Cha was fine sitting on this stool all day long, and why did she almost break her tailbone as soon as she sat down?

Isn't it the same stool? Was Jiang Cha's seat taken by someone else? The one she was sitting on was the one she had tampered with?

The girl couldn't figure it out for the moment, let alone think in mysterious directions, so she could only struggle in private.

What Chacha didn't know was that many classmates went home and told their parents and elders what happened at school today. After hearing this, the adults were in disbelief at first, thinking that the child might have gotten into trouble at school because he was lying.

After all, many students were injured, especially one with dark circles on his face that were more obvious than panda eyes, which could not be covered up even if he wore sunglasses.

Oh, there are also people who walk with a limp. Their legs and feet are so handicapped that they can beg on the street with only a broken bowl and a cane.

The most serious one was Huang Mao. He felt like his internal organs had been displaced, so he quietly went to the hospital to register.

When taking the X-ray, the doctor said that the sternum was fractured, which almost endangered the heart.

Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he was grateful for the female devil's mercy.

Because he clearly felt that Jiang Cha had lost strength when he struck out.

He didn't dare tell his parents that he was beaten, for fear of escalating the situation, and even more afraid that his family would laugh at him for not being able to beat a female doll.

He only boasted about the fact that Huchuijiang tea contained 17 century-old ginseng in snakeskin bags, and he also specifically emphasized that the country's authoritative traditional Chinese medicine experts had come to help identify it.

Well, let's get through it first, otherwise if his father finds out that he is causing trouble in school, bullying his classmates, and is suppressed in the end, he may have to get a "double beating from husband and wife!"

Do you know how to stir-fry meat with bamboo shoots? Their family had a bamboo stick passed down from their family. It hit the men but not the women. It was painful, numb and spicy when it was hit on the buttocks. What a taste!

Two words, sour and refreshing!

When parents heard this, they felt as if they had strayed into a fantasy world. Can the century-old ginseng be taken out casually? And take so much at once.

How can such a girl be so simple?

How complicated can it be to allow those academic masters to invite them in person?

Therefore, these parents unanimously asked their children to get along well with Jiang Cha at school. If they have any difficulties, they should help them if they can, and if they cannot help, they should stay close to them.

Now that the relationship is good, maybe the girl casually took out a ginseng root in exchange for friendship?

Then there’s this competition! Must win! If you win, the century-old ginseng will be your own.

As a result, the parents of Class 1, Grade 3, the "general manager" and the "director" all turned into temporary teachers and had to help their children with their homework and supervise their studies, vowing to win the college entrance examination agreement with Jiangcha.

A class of students...

How can someone be so "unspeakably miserable"!

What Chacha didn't even know was that many girls in class went back to the Internet to search a lot of information about leeches, such as "leeches are also called leeches", "What should I do if I get stuck by a leech?", "Can leeches burrow into the human body?" …

Page after page of entries came out, and the timid girl couldn't stop retching, and accidentally entered the horror screen. From then on, she had a shadow, and she couldn't eat for several days.

Chacha didn't know all this. On the contrary, when she returned to Jiang's house and saw the roast chicken on the dining table, she brushed away her unhappiness at school and stared at the roast chicken sprinkled with pepper. I couldn't help but swallowed.

"Look at this kid, he's so greedy!" Yang Yue joked.

"Hehe..." Chacha giggled very cooperatively, not forgetting to say thank you: "Thank you, Mother Yang, for doting on me so much!"

"Did you say that? Okay, hurry up and eat, girl, try your Aunt Lan's cooking." After saying that, he put on his gloves and directly tore off the meatiest chicken drumsticks for Chacha.

She didn't emphasize that this was Chen Meilan's apology for saying something wrong this morning. At times like this, of course, eating as much as possible is the right thing to do.

Chacha was very coveted, but looking left and right, she realized that not everyone was there.

"Mother Yang, where is Father Jiang? Are you waiting for Father Jiang?"

Chacha was a little uncomfortable without someone else.

Yang Yue tore the chicken apart for a moment, then continued as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry about your father Jiang. He is busy with work and can be away from home for three days. I'm used to it!"

Saying this, Yang Yue, who was used to it, tore the other chicken leg vigorously. It was very good, even the skin, meat and bones were torn off.

Chacha silently swallowed her saliva again. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Yang's mother was angry.

How could that be possible? She couldn't bear to let the beauty be sad.

Chacha hurriedly handed the chicken legs in the bowl to Yang Yue before she had a chance to take a bite, "Mother Yang, you eat it, you eat it too!"

Grilled chicken legs! You shouldn’t be angry after eating this! If one is not enough, then two.

With this in mind, Chacha pushed back the second one that Yang Yue handed over, "Mother Yang, you eat chicken legs, I eat chicken wings, I love chicken wings!"

As if to prove that what he said was true, Chacha tore off a chicken wing and took a few bites.

Then, Chacha fell silent.

This roast chicken was not the roast chicken she wanted. It tasted wrong, was cooked wrong, and felt... wrong.

"Chacha, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yue looked at Chacha and quickly noticed something was wrong with her.

"Don't you like chicken wings? Then Mother Yang will give you the chicken legs!" Yang Yue was about to pass the chicken legs in the bowl to Chacha, but Chacha stopped her.

"It's not that I don't like it, Mother Yang, I..."

"So, this roast chicken isn't delicious?"

"Mother Yang, this roast chicken is wrong, it's not...wuwuwu..."

That person didn’t bake it…

Seeing that the girl's eyes were moist, Yang Yue felt distressed, and asked tentatively: "Does Chacha miss your father? Did Chacha's father cook delicious roast chicken for you before, so Chacha misses people now when she sees things. Dad?"

Yang Yue felt that she had guessed correctly. After all, this was still a child!

Another person left her hometown and came to this big city where she was unfamiliar, even though she and Lao Jiang were both kind to her.

However, how can the love from a biological father be easily replaced?