Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

Wen Jianan looked at the two bickering people blankly with a well-behaved expression, and couldn't help asking: "Who is Uncle Nine? Xie Rongsheng your Uncle Nine? Isn't that very old? Why did you pair our Cha Dad with such an old man?"

Xie Rongsheng: "Bullshit, my uncle is only in his twenties."

Wen Jianan: "Twenty-something? Twenty-nine is also twenty-something."

Xie Rongsheng: "Not that old, only 26."

Wen Jianan's eyes widened, "What a beast! Our Cha Dad is only eighteen, he looks almost ten years older now."

Xie Rongsheng emphasized, "Eight years old! Eight years old!"

Wen Jianan: "That's about the same. Eight and ten years old are both old."

Although Xie Rongsheng is usually very cowardly towards Xie Jiutang, he also doesn't like others saying bad things about his Uncle Jiu. In his heart, he still supports his Uncle Jiu, otherwise he wouldn't run to his Uncle Jiu's house when something happens.

"A two-year age difference is still a difference, and my Uncle Jiu doesn't look old at all." In order to prove what he said, Xie Rongsheng took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and searched for a long time without finding any photo of his Uncle Jiu. Then he remembered that his Uncle Jiu did not allow him to take photos.

He searched online again and found a photo of Xie Jiutang in a suit and tie, and handed it to Wen Jianan to see, "Look, this is my ninth uncle Xie Jiutang, understand? The human character Xie Jiutang, my ninth uncle's name has become an adjective for handsome on the Internet."

Wen Jianan: "??? Your ninth uncle is Xie Jiutang? You are Xie Jiutang's nephew? Are you a descendant of the Xie family, one of the top wealthy families in Beijing? Damn, I am not dreaming, how did an ordinary civilian like me become friends with you? You, you even sat in the back seat of my second-hand electric car!"

Xie Rongsheng used his only free hand to slap Wen Jianan on the head loudly and said, "What? How many times have I ridden in the back seat of your electric bike and you think I'm worthy? I can't ride in your bike?"

Wen Jianan was stunned. "Well, that's not what I meant."

While the two were arguing, Jiang Cha had already walked a long way away.

"Hey, Cha Dad, wait for me." Wen Jianan left Xie Rongsheng and ran away quickly.

……

The school beauties and school hunks started voting at the same time.

Jiang Xitong pretended not to care, but in fact she dressed herself up carefully every day for the past few days, and then wandered around crowded places on campus. She also asked someone to follow her and take pictures of her, but she made the pictures appear as candid photos and posted them on the school forum, where people praised her appearance crazily.

[I came across the beautiful Jiang Xitong and took a sneak shot of her. She is so beautiful in person, even prettier than in the photo. Come and see the fairy.]

[It is indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that I am deliberately #smiling#. ]

[You told me you took a sneak shot from this angle? Can you please stop being so narcissistic, fairy baby? #Hehe#]

['Fairy' really hit my funny bone, hahahaha I laughed to death #slap the table#. ]

[Has Jiang Xitong’s last time cursing someone just been forgotten? #doubt#]

[What else? I am a fairy. #hehe#]

[What are the results of the school beauty vote now? #curious#]

[Currently Jiang Xitong is far ahead, with 500 more votes than the second place Li Lingna. #學學推蒙镜#]

[Where's the ginger tea? To me, the ginger tea is the real school beauty. #love#]

[I also think that ginger tea is the most beautiful no matter how you look at it. #StarryEyes#]

[I went to check and found that Jiang Cha was not there. #shocked#]

[Why? Isn't this something the alumni themselves do? Do we have to make it a voluntary decision this year? #黑问号#]

[You're right. I don't know who changed the idea. The contestants are required to upload their own photos to participate in the selection. Those who don't upload will be regarded as unwilling to participate. #Uh——#]

[This school beauty is too frivolous. If the neighboring school knew about this, they would laugh at us for the whole year. #cover eyes#]

……

"Dad Cha, are you really not going to participate in the school beauty pageant?" Wen Jianan found Jiang Cha by the lake, carrying a pot of chicken soup.

Jiang Cha sat on a stone bench by the lake, his whole body relaxed, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Wen Jianan placed the chicken soup that he had made in a room rented by his classmate next to the ginger tea and asked curiously.

Jiang Cha did not enter a state of meditation, but the breeze here was very refreshing, so she sat here to meditate and enjoy the breeze.

Jiang Cha smelled the scent of chicken soup, opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the pot of chicken soup.

Wen Jianan immediately opened the lid, poured out the chicken soup, and handed it to Jiang Cha along with the spoon, "Dad Cha, try it quickly. I added some nourishing food today. It may affect the taste a little, but it's good for your health."

When I took a sip of the ginger tea, I could taste the flavor of Chinese medicine.

But fortunately, although it has flavor, it is not too strong, and mixed with the original flavor of the chicken soup, it is still edible.

While drinking the ginger tea, he also poured some chicken soup for Xiao Hei who crawled out of his pocket.

Xiao Hei doesn't like bitterness.

He took a sip, made a face as if he wanted to eat something, stopped eating, and went back into Jiang Cha's pocket.

"Not interested." Jiang Cha said.

Wen Jianan gave Jiang Cha a thumbs up and said, "But the public has sharp eyes. Many people want to choose you. They even say that the current school beauty list is a joke because you and the last school beauty did not participate in the selection. But the school hunk..."

"Why are you secretly drinking chicken soup here without telling me?" Xie Rongsheng popped out from some corner, sat down on the empty seat on the other side of Jiang Cha, and asked Wen Jianan, "Who is on the school hunk list now?"

Wen Jianan: "Huo Yanchuan."

Xie Rongsheng nudged Jiang Cha's arm with his arm and said, "See? I just don't want to participate, not because I lost to him. I'm not like some guys who are narcissistic and conceited and take the initiative to participate in some school hunk selection. Only people who are not confident in their appearance would want an empty title."

Wen Jianan: "Your words are good and inspiring. I suggest you post them on WeChat Moments."

Xie Rongsheng really made it.

Not long after he posted it, Jiang Xitong saw it on his WeChat Moments.

When Jiang Xitong saw this sentence, she felt as if she was slapped hard by an invisible hand, and her face was swollen.

Jiang Xitong gritted her teeth in anger.

She felt that Xie Rongsheng sent these words to her on purpose, wanting her to see herself clearly.

It did indeed anger Jiang Xitong.

These words made Jiang Xitong feel that all the efforts he had made to be selected as the campus beauty seemed like a joke at this moment.

School beauty, what a joke.

"Bang!" Jiang Xitong was so angry that she smashed the cup in her hand.

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"Oh no! Someone is about to jump off the building."

The coming and going of people by the lake suddenly caused a sensation.

Jiang Cha also heard the voice, stood up and took a look, and saw a figure standing on the roof of the school’s tallest administrative building.

Xie Rongsheng also blocked the sun with his hands, trying to see the person standing above clearly, and said, "No way, how long has the school been open? Are you so depressed that you want to jump off the building?"

Wen Jianan: "Do you have to choose a time to jump off a building?"