Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Bai Yuanyuan's efficiency is not generally high.

In the afternoon physical education class, other students were punching pockets and jumping rubber bands, and Song Paner was called to the office again.

Bai Yuanyuan pointed to a small pile of test papers on the table and said: "These five sets of papers are the final exam papers for the fourth grade last year. If you can finish them all this afternoon and get a score of 95 or above in each subject, the teacher will agree to let you Skipped a grade.”

Teacher Bai was very smart, and she knew that she would definitely be able to skip a grade, but her uncle didn't say which grade she would skip to, and she didn't dare to agree casually. He only vaguely agreed that she would skip a grade.

"Okay, thank you teacher."

Song Paner was so excited that she picked up the paper and wanted to go back to the classroom to write.

"Hey, you write here, sit on the teacher's chair, here, use this pen."

Bai Yuanyuan moved a chair from the side, sat down, and handed Song Paner a pencil. Then he started to stare straight at Song Paner as he answered the questions.

The question is very simple. Song Pan'er was a top-ranked student in his previous life, especially after he had been doing business for a few years. This math question didn't require calculations on papyrus, but was done verbally. Bai Yuanyuan looked very excited.

In fact, Song Paner can go directly to fifth grade.

These days, she not only writes homework for fourth graders, but also for fifth and sixth graders.

She took advantage of the opportunity to help with homework and reviewed a lot of knowledge, and the fifth grader had already mastered it all. But as a sixth-grade student, she had never studied in her previous life. Learning was a bit time-consuming, and she had not yet had time to memorize some knowledge.

After writing all afternoon, this pile of papers was finally finished. Fortunately, Song Pan'er had made a living by helping others with their homework. Otherwise, after writing all afternoon, she wouldn't have had the skills to do this.

Bai Yuanyuan put away Song Paner's last paper as if she had found a treasure. She had read all the previous papers and couldn't find any mistakes, so she was waiting for the teachers in the subject to give them a detailed correction.

"Okay, you should go home after school. The teacher will ask someone to help you correct it tomorrow."

"Thank you, teacher. Goodbye, teacher!"

After thanking her sincerely, Song Pan'er flicked her wrist and walked home again, having already missed the last bus.

But it was a coincidence that today when Mrs. Song was playing cards, the old man who played cards with her said that his granddaughter and Song Pan'er took a bus home every day.

Mrs. Song was really angry now. Where did this damn girl get the money to take the car?

This is because Mrs. Song is ignorant. It took her so long to catch some clues about Song Paner.

There is no tuition fee, but you have to pay tuition and miscellaneous fees! And you need to spend money to buy pencils, erasers and so on.

If Song Pan'er didn't have money, she wouldn't be able to go to school.

In her previous life, in order to pay the tuition and fees, she had to drop out of school for a few days every year. When the village chief came to warn her, Song Zhi looked like he wanted to eat her and threw her 20 yuan. These 20 yuan were all she needed. All expenses for the semester.

She picked up the pencil ends that others didn't use and the notebooks that others had written on. She picked them up and wrote her homework on the back.

When handing out the homework, the old man would insult her a few times and then throw the homework back to her. It was because of her good grades that she was not kicked out of the class.

Mrs. Song played half-heartedly in the afternoon, and finally made it to the time when the last bus was about to arrive at their village. She threw down the cards in her hand, got off the kang, put on her shoes, and left. She had to block that damn girl.

I saw that all the children going to school in their village had come down, except Song Paner. The angry Mrs. Song grabbed the car door, stretched her neck and looked into the car.

"Hey! What are you doing, old lady? You just came up in the car, why are you grabbing the door? You can't even close the door." The conductor scolded.

"Well, there is such a tall, fair, skinny girl, does he ride in your car to the countryside every day?"

Mrs. Song made a gesture on her waist.

"Ah? You are... No, there is no fair girl. All the children in this village are dark. If you don't take the bus, you will go down. It will delay our departure and make you pay for it!"

The conductor pulled away Mrs. Song's hand and closed the door directly.

She finally knew who this old woman was, wasn't she the beautiful little girl's grandmother, a black-hearted old disgusting creature. I hate patriarchal people the most. Her grandmother just likes her cousin and is not good to her at all. snort! So what, I am a person with a serious job, and I still live better than my cousin, a street kid.

"Ha~, tui, this little girl is so colorful."

Mrs. Song took a mouthful of exhaust and spit.

Could it be that Old Sun Tou misunderstood? No way!

"Children in front, come here and let me ask you something."

The children who had just got off the bus had already run dozens of meters away. Mrs. Song took a few steps to catch up with them and asked, "Do you know Song Pan'er? Does she ride to school with you every day?" "

"I know, she walks to school every day." After saying that, she ran away.

"Liu Fugen, I lied for you. Where is the candy you promised me?" On the street corner where Mrs. Song couldn't see her, the little girl who just spoke stretched out her little hand towards Liu Fugen.

"Here you go, you all have a share. If you see Song Paner's milk in the future and she says the same thing, I'll give you some sweets."

Song Pan'er didn't know that the unknown hero Liu Fugen was even willing to give away candy for her.

When Song Pan'er slowly walked to the village, she was startled by Mrs. Song waiting on the roadside.

"Damn you bastard, you walked so slowly and you just came back now. Hurry up and go home to cook."

Mrs. Song saw with her own eyes that Song Pan'er was walking back from the road, and then she dropped her suspicions.