Wednesday at noon, Mrs. Zhen suddenly visited the school.
At that ti, Zhen Yu was having lunch when she heard soone calling her na and saying ’soone’s looking for you.’ She looked up and saw her mother, with red eyes, standing at the classroom door.
Her heart skipped a beat, and then she understood imdiately.
Because she always rembered that in her previous life, her grandfather passed away around this ti, so now she got up without a hint of panic.
Zhen Yu put on her cotton coat, grabbed her hat and gloves, and started putting them on as she walked towards the classroom door.
"Mom~" she called out but didn’t ask anything, knowing Mrs. Zhen would explain on her own.
The two left the classroom and headed towards Zhen Yan’s classroom.
"Your grandfather is critically ill. Your second uncle has inford us to go~" Mrs. Zhen’s voice faintly carried a sob.
"Do you want to accompany you?" Zhen Yu asked softly.
Mrs. Zhen was silent for a few seconds, finally saying: "No need. Your brother’s high school exams are coming soon. It’s good for you two to look after each other at ho."
It wasn’t that Mrs. Zhen couldn’t leave Zhen Yan at the Fu Family’s ho for a few days, but ultimately, she didn’t want to trouble her daughter.
She always knew her children were not close to her side of the family, who also didn’t think highly of her. What good could her daughter do if she went along?
Having family mbers just to attend the funeral is enough, better not to involve the children too much.
Beyond parents, those are unnecessary entanglents! Ungrateful people!
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Zhen Yan had already finished his lunch and was chatting with classmates in the classroom.
"Brother—" Zhen Yu called out from his classroom door, Zhen Yan, hearing this, got up imdiately and rushed over with his coat.
"What’s up, little sister?"
"Grandpa is critically ill."
"Ah?" Zhen Yan startled, asked while putting on his coat, "When did this happen?"
Zhen Yu didn’t respond, and upon leaving the classroom, Zhen Yan saw Mrs. Zhen.
"Mom?!"
Mrs. Zhen wiped her tears again and instructed her children, "Mom bought train tickets for this afternoon. We’ll be going with your uncle. You two must be careful at ho, and if there’s anything you can’t handle, go next door and ask Aunt Fu and Uncle Fu for help. I’ve already inford them."
"Aren’t we going with you?" Zhen Yan naively asked.
"You have high school exams soon, what are you going there for!" scolded Mrs. Zhen, and after thinking a bit, added, "Your uncles are all going by themselves. Your aunts and their children are not going either! You two just stay ho honestly!"
Zhen Yu, seeing her mother about to leave, quickly asked another question: "What about the shop?"
"I’ve given Li Li a break, the shop will be closed for a few days. We’ll reopen when I return."
Zhen Yu nodded in understanding, thinking it was a good arrangent.
Although Mrs. Zhen was worried about her children, thinking that she had already asked the neighbors to help look after things comforted her enough to turn and leave.
The siblings looked at each other and then returned to their classes.
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Upon school dismissal in the evening, Zhen Yan shared the news with his friends.
"My grandpa is critically ill."
Bai Xue held Zhen Yu’s hand gently and said, "Xiao Yu~ don’t be too sad~ birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of human nature~"
Zhen Yu glanced at her silently, which of your eyes sees as sad?
Although a genuine relative, but barely seeing him a few tis a year, how sad could one possibly be?
Zhen Yan had a similar reaction, telling Fu Yu consolingly, "I’m not sad, I reckon if I died he wouldn’t be sad either."
"Brother!" Zhen Yu exclaid while also giving Zhen Yan a glare.
Why spout such blunt truths!
Though it was indeed the truth in her past life, nothing of that sort had happened this ti.
"Don’t curse yourself with death—don’t talk nonsense in the future!"
Zhen Yan was taken aback; he thought...
Okay! His sister surely shared his opinion, so she certainly didn’t find his lack of sadness inappropriate.
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Their friends were also left confused by the siblings’ unusual deanor.
Zhen Yan’s eyes twinkled as he suddenly proposed, "My mom isn’t ho tonight, how about we all go to my place for dinner?"
"Sure, sure! After dinner, we can watch TV together!" Han Jiayang always loved joining in on the fun, and he was the first to agree.
Fu Yu naturally had no objections, neither did Bai Xue. She could always just sleep at her Grandpa Fu’s place, or have her uncle drive her ho.
Thus, Zhen Yu and Han Mingyue were subconsciously ignored. When it ca to playing, these two nerds’ opinions were never important.
The four fun-loving people excitedly ran ahead, while Zhen Yu and Han Mingyue exchanged glances and lagged behind the main group.
"Can you two manage alone at ho? Aren’t you scared?"
"No worries." Zhen Yu was very calm, after all, she was used to sleeping alone in her previous life.
Seeing her reaction, Han Mingyue changed the topic.
"I’ve been listening to saxophone music before going to sleep recently."
"Really? Sounds nice, doesn’t it?" Zhen Yu looked forward with hope. "After starting high school, I’m thinking of taking lessons."
Han Mingyue was slightly moved; he actually wanted to learn guitar, but now...
He hesitated.
After thinking it over, he still didn’t speak.
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After dinner, everyone gathered around the table to do howork.
This was enforced by Zhen Yu, and the few students accustod to watching TV before doing howork after dinner had their request imdiately rejected by her.
Queen Zhen declared: In my house! You listen to !
The minions: Alright! You win! We kneel to you!
With the nerd Zhen Yu giving guidance, the howork of the others was finished quite quickly.
Zhen Yan was also granted special permission, and he didn’t have any additional ’tasks’ for today.
So, everyone happily turned on the TV, sat sprawled on the Kang bed in various odd positions, and watched TV.
Zhen Yu brought out a plate of oranges, washed a plate of apples, and placed them beside the TV, then took Han Mingyue into her bedroom.
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"You," Han Mingyue sat in front of Zhen Yan’s desk, stamring out a single word.
He looked as if he had a question but was afraid to ask.
"What’s up?" Zhen Yu asked nonchalantly.
Han Mingyue mustered his courage and asked, "Did you get selected as the host?"
Zhen Yu recalled the competition held that afternoon. It must be said, Shen Qi was also very talented! He could match her aunt!
"Yes." Zhen Yu nodded.
Han Mingyue pressed on, "Who’s the guy?"
Zhen Yu glanced at him, was he completely oblivious to external matters, or were the competitors from his class too low-key?
"It’s Wang ng from your class~"
"Eh?" Han Mingyue didn’t expect it to be him and was montarily stunned before he caught on.
"Right, him... It’s quite normal that he was selected."
"Indeed."
There was a silence for a while, and Han Mingyue appeared curious, "How did you get selected?"
How did she get selected? She supposed only the judges could answer that!
While she thought this, Zhen Yu still shared her guess, "Probably the draft and my performance on the spot."
"The draft?"
Zhen Yu nodded.
"After the selection, the judges imdiately asked and Wang ng to collaborate on writing the hosting script for the New Year competition, to be submitted for review next Monday."
"Collaborate? So you," Han Mingyue felt peculiar and wanted to ask Zhen Yu when she was planning to collaborate with Wang ng on the draft.
Yet, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted, "The script is handed to you."
Han Mingyue: "..."
Could he say no? Yes! But he didn’t want to.
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