Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"The parents' meeting in the classroom will start at [-]:[-] p.m. this Friday. Please go back and inform the parents. Be sure to attend on time."

Qing Huan, who was originally wandering in the void, immediately came back to his senses because of this sentence, he blinked - parents...will?

After class, Qing Huan went after Teacher Zheng.

"teacher."

"What's the matter, Qing Huan?" Teacher Zheng is still very satisfied with Qing Huan, a student. Although the situation of partial subjects is indeed too serious, his attitude towards learning is really good, and he is obedient, clever and sensible.

"Teacher, about the parent-teacher meeting..." Qing Huan paused, and said, "My parents are very busy with work, and they're not here... Can I not come to participate?"

"Qing Huan," Teacher Zheng said earnestly, "It's one thing for parents to be busy with work, but children's education is also very important. Go back and talk to them. This is your first parent meeting since you came to school. They have to come to participate, just one, even if your parents are not available, other parents are also fine."

Qing Huan hesitated for a while: "Okay, I see, Teacher Zheng."

Teacher Zheng patted Qing Huan on the shoulder, then turned and left.

Qing Huan sighed, wondering what to do—or let Abao come to school and treat him as his grandfather?

Thinking about it this way, Qing Huan thinks it is feasible, after all, Abao seems to be a very reliable elder.

When Qing Huan returned to his seat, Ji Zhiqiu asked him, "Why are you looking for Witch Zheng?"

"It's nothing, I just asked about the parent meeting."

"I also think the parent meeting is very annoying. Not only have I called the report every time, but I have to call the old man to hold the parent meeting..."

Qing Huan asked curiously, "Aren't your parents coming?"

Ji Zhiqiu curled his lips: "One is abroad and the other is in some remote mountainous area. These things are arranged by the old man..."

Qing Huan looked at him: "Ji Zhiqiu, are you very afraid of your grandpa?"

"Who is afraid of him?" Ji Zhiqiu replied quickly, but he also expressed his guilt.

"A child who is afraid of his elders is also a good child." Qing Huan said with a smile.

Ji Zhiqiu immediately lost face: "Bai Qinghuan, can you stop talking to me like this?"

Qing Huan laughed, originally in a bad mood, seeing Ji Zhiqiu's depressed appearance seemed to be much better... He turned his head and bumped into the deep eyes of Chen Ziran at the same table—although the skin is Chen Ziran's skin, but now living in the body The soul has been taken over, the eyes that look at people, and the aura of the whole body have already become Tang Qiwei. Although his body still retains the memory of the past, it is different after all-and because of this, Ji Zhiqiu also recently I don't tease him very much anymore, because he always makes a fool of himself.

Chen Ziran looked at Qing Huan without blinking.

"Have something to tell me?"

Chen Ziran shook his head, turned his head and lowered his head to read the book.

Qing Huan is also used to Chen Ziran's weirdness.

After school, Qing Huan went to find Zhou Yubao. When he arrived at Boya Wenbao, he didn't see Zhou Yubao. Only his little apprentice was cleaning Duobao Pavilion with a chicken wool blanket.

"Little Mister." The little apprentice was respectful when he saw Qing Huan.

"Where's Abao?"

"Master left yesterday to return to his hometown to pay respects to his ancestors' graves."

"When does he come back?"

"At least it will take half a month." The little apprentice asked, "Mr. Xiao, do you have something to do with the master?"

"It's fine if he's not here." Qing Huan was a little discouraged: "Then I'll go first."

"Well, go slowly, Mr. Xiao."

The little apprentice watched Qing Huan leave, and always felt that he had forgotten something, but he really couldn't remember it.

Qing Huan went back dejectedly, came to "RosePie", sat down at the familiar place, took out his homework and spread it out in front of him, but he didn't have any thoughts on doing homework, he propped his head and looked at the customer who was paying the bill Gu Yuehua——A mother and son bought the cake. The child stood on tiptoe and looked at the fruit tart on the counter, salivating. The mother carried the cake box to leave, but he was still reluctant to leave. Gu Yuehua took down a fruit tart and handed it over. Give it to the child, the child happily took it and took a big bite, the mother patted the child's head helplessly, but Gu Yuehua refused to give the money with a smile, and after a few more pleasantries, the mother and child left...

Qing Huan looked at Gu Yuehua and thought: He is really gentle, Gu Yuehua gives people the feeling of a warm spring breeze, and it is very comfortable to be with him.

There were no customers in the store anymore. Gu Yuehua took off his apron and walked towards Qing Huan. He just sat down and before he could speak, Qing Huan held her hand——

Gu Yuehua raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"Do me a favor." Qing Huan said very sincerely.

"Oh..." Gu Yuehua murmured, "You will be punished for helping you."

"It's just a small favor, a friend's duty."

Gu Yuehua chuckled lightly: "Tell me about it."

"Go to the parent meeting for me."

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On the day of the parent meeting, Gu Yuehua went to school as Qing Huan's cousin.Teacher Zheng was stunned for a while when he saw Gu Yuehua, and pulled Qing Huan: "Where are your parents?"

"Teacher, my parents are really busy and can't make it. It just so happens that my cousin also works in Yicheng. He usually takes care of me, so he can be regarded as my parent." Qing Huan said seriously.

Teacher Zheng was also very helpless, if someone else would have doubted whether it was a fake, but Qing Huan usually behaved too well, and he didn't need to make this fake, so she let him go.In addition, Qing Huan's "cousin" was too good at talking, and Teacher Zheng was taken away after chatting with him a few words, only to praise Qing Huan for how good he was in school and how excellent his studies were. ——Although it's a bit off topic, it's not a problem for today's kids.

Seeing Gu Yuehua and Teacher Zheng chat happily, Qing Huan felt a little bored.

"Qing Huan." Hearing Chen Ziran's voice, Qing Huan turned around, saw Chen Ziran and Mother Chen standing there, and walked over——

"Long time no see, Mother Chen."

"You're welcome, Mr. Xiao." Chen's mother smiled and said to Qing Huan, "Thanks to Mr. Xiao for taking care of us at school."

"You are being polite, we are classmates, I need Chen Ziran to teach me some things."

Chen Ziran was not very satisfied with Chen's mother's statement that Qing Huan "takes care" of him, but Qing Huan's answer seemed a little distant, and he felt even more uncomfortable—but it was just thinking about it in his heart, and he didn't show it on the surface .

Over there, Ji Zhiqiu came in with his grandfather, looked around for Qing Huan, and soon saw him, wanted to tell someone but saw Chen Ziran again, and suddenly felt bored.And when Mr. Zheng saw Ji's grandpa and grandson coming in, he said hello to Gu Yuehua and walked over to greet Grandpa Ji.

Gu Yuehua walked behind Qing Huan: "Qing Huan, your classmate?"

Qing Huan immediately took Gu Yuehua's arm, and introduced: "This is my tablemate Chen Ziran and his mother, this is... my cousin, Gu Yuehua." Lying in front of Teacher Zheng is a last resort, and then with Others still find it a bit awkward to lie.

"Hello." Gu Yuehua smiled and stretched out his hand to Chen's mother. Chen's mother was a little in awe of Qing Huan, but now a cousin appeared, who looked like an ordinary person, and shook hands flattered——

"Hello."

Gu Yuehua stretched out his hand to Chen Ziran again, Chen Ziran looked away from the overlapping arms of Qing Huan and Gu Yuehua, and then shook hands with Gu Yuehua - when the two held hands, there was a pause for about three seconds After a long time, we separated.Chen Ziran withdrew his hand, feeling a slight numbness in his palm.And Gu Yuehua bowed his head next to Qing Huan's ear, and said in a low voice: "Your classmate... is not ordinary."

Qing Huan glanced at him.

At this time, Teacher Zheng's voice came——

"Parents, please take your seats."

"Then I'll go out first and wait for you outside." Qing Huan said to Gu Yuehua.

"it is good."

Qing Huan and Chen Ziran walked out of the classroom together, and Ji Zhiqiu soon ran over——

"Qing Huan, who were you just now?" Ji Zhiqiu was talking about Gu Yuehua.

"My cousin."

"Your cousin? Why doesn't it look like you at all?" Ji Zhiqiu looked at Gu Yuehua, who was sitting among a group of middle-aged men and women in the classroom, where the old god was sitting there: "Hey, Qing Huan, why do I think your cousin is a monster? yes?"

"...What did you say?" Qing Huan thought she had heard wrong.

"It's your cousin, who looks like a demon..." Ji Zhiqiu didn't know what "tactfulness" was at all—he saw Qing Huan's expression was wrong, and said, "You won't be angry, will you?"

Qing Huan couldn't hold back her laughter, and with a "puchi", she patted Ji Zhiqiu on the shoulder: "Very good, a child can be taught."

Ji Zhiqiu actually saw it... I think I didn't even see what was wrong with Gu Yuehua at the beginning, after all, he really looked too normal - I must use this to make fun of Gu Yuehua, but an ordinary person showed it to me Get out the evil spirit on him.

Chen Ziran stretched out his hand, pushed Qing Huan's hand away from Ji Zhiqiu's shoulder, and took out a pack of tissues, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Qing Huan, not only Ji Zhiqiu, but also Qing Huan himself.

"Dirty, wipe your hands." Chen Ziran said expressionlessly.

Qing Huan: "..."

Ji Zhiqiu came to his senses and grabbed Chen Ziran by the collar: "Chen, what the hell do you mean?"

Ji Zhiqiu's voice was too loud, which attracted all the parents in the classroom to look over. Ji Zhiqiu didn't care about others, but he couldn't stand the sharp gaze of his old man, so he let go of Chen Ziran's collar resentfully, and cursed softly :"Hold--"

After the parent-teacher meeting was over, everyone was looking for their own mothers (dads), but Qing Huan went to pick up her cheap "cousin".

"What did the teacher say?" Qing Huan asked.

"It's nothing more than academics. I did a general mobilization for the college entrance examination, and then named and praised a few classmates..." Gu Yuehua touched Qing Huan's forehead: "Not bad, my cousin's grades are so good, as a My cousin is proud of me."

Qing Huan touched her blushing forehead: "Then cousin, do you have any reward for cousin?"

Gu Yuehua took Qing Huan's shoulders: "Okay, then cousin treats cousin to cake, okay?"

"..." Qing Huan pulled his arm away in disgust: "Cousin, you are so stingy."

The two talked and laughed as they walked towards the school gate. Qing Huan saw Ji Zhiqiu who was being taught by his grandfather under the tree over there, and waved to him: "Ji Zhiqiu, let's go, see you next week!"

Ji Zhiqiu originally had something to say to Qing Huan, but his grandfather was here, and Qing Huan had a cousin who appeared out of nowhere, so he could only wave his hands helplessly: "Well, see you next week. "

"Clap" sound.

Ji Zhiqiu turned his head and saw his grandfather's crutch fell to the ground, and his grandfather was staring straight at the direction where Qing Huan and his cousin were leaving.

Ji Zhiqiu shook his hand in front of his grandfather's eyes: "What's wrong, Grandpa?"

"Who... is that person?" Grandpa Ji's voice became dry.

"Which one?"

"The one talking to you, talking to you..."

"Oh, you mean Qing Huan," Ji Zhiqiu said, "it's Bai Qinghuan, I mentioned it to you, the one sitting at my front table, and another time he came home with me, didn't you stay on the balcony? see it?"

Grandpa Ji's hands trembled, and Ji Zhiqiu hurriedly gave him the crutch.

"how old is he?"

"He is my classmate, of course he is the same age as me."

"Same age as you..."