Chapter 1278 Warm Welco to Jiang ngyu Returning to Alma Mater
It was only later that ngyu heard Aunt Ding say, at the ti, a boy about twelve or thirteen bumped into her, and she scolded him a bit, then the boy ran away. When she returned ho, she found the money was gone.
Looking back, the only person who got close to her was that boy.
And that boy was Xiao Qiang, the thief who stole ngyu’s wallet today.
It could be said, if Xiao Qiang hadn’t stolen the life-saving money for Aunt Ding’s son, Xiao Zhuzi, Aunt Ding wouldn’t have been left all alone.
In a way, Xiao Qiang indirectly caused Xiao Zhuzi’s death, but without evidence to catch him, he got away scot-free.
Today, when entering the station, as ngyu realized a group was wandering around there, including Xiao Qiang, her mind started to race.
She went to the restroom briefly, put the fruits from her large bag into space, then packed ten thousand yuan of cash from the ring into the large bag, placed a few pieces of clothing on top, and included a slip with ten thousand yuan and a one hundred thousand deposit receipt.
Her purpose for doing this was to entice Xiao Qiang to steal her money.
As they boarded the bus, Xiao Qiang’s group pushed their way onto the bus frantically, and when ngyu saw them, she knew they were intentionally creating chaos to steal.
Effortlessly, she squeezed next to Xiao Qiang, and sure enough, as she expected, Xiao Qiang reached over, opened her large bag, and grabbed the small purse.
Just when Xiao Qiang thought he succeeded and was about to withdraw his hand, ngyu grabbed his fingers along with the purse.
You could say the whole process was deliberately designed by ngyu. And just as planned, Xiao Qiang stepped into this trap.
Xiao Qiang was detained at the police station, and this ti, he would surely be sentenced to over ten years. She finally avenged Xiao Zhuzi.
However, when the bus arrived at Damiang Town, ngyu was stunned. At the pavilion next to the road used as the station, a group of people, n and won, were standing. ngyu recognized them as school leaders from Damian Middle School where she studied for a year. Beside them was a banner saying: "Warm Welco to Jiang ngyu Returning to Alma Mater!"
ngyu wanted to throw the pot: What kind of ghost is this?
When they saw her get off the bus, the principal of Damian Middle School ca forward to greet her: "Jiang ngyu, welco back."
ngyu stiffly extended her hand to shake the principal’s offered hand: "Hello, Principal Nian, Vice Principal Chen, Director Zheng."
As she shook hands with these leaders, she casually said so unimportant words. It was only when Principal Nian repeatedly glanced at her large bag that she realized, at the police station, she ntioned donating to her alma mater, and these people weren’t here to greet her, but her donation!
She suddenly felt at ease: "Principal Nian, Vice Principal Chen, Director Zheng, although I only studied at Damian Middle School for a year before transferring to high school, I still feel grateful to my alma mater.
I’ve now found my paternal roots and recognized my ancestors and changed my surna to Nan.
When I studied at Damian Middle School, every ti it rained, the place I sat would have rainwater leaking onto my head. In winter, the window had no glass, and cold wind always blew into the classroom, making it so cold I couldn’t even hold my pen. I thought at the ti, if I ever had money, I’d definitely fix the classrooms so students wouldn’t get wet.
Before coming back this ti, I imdiately thought of the experience of getting wet from leaks and blown by the cold wind years ago, so I asked my father for these ten thousand yuan, hoping the school would use this money to fix the classrooms, so younger students won’t get soaked by rain in sumr and blown by cold wind in winter. It’s a little token of appreciation from to repay my alma mater."
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