Xia Qing gulped down the food made by Chu Jiawei herself, "Grandma, the food you cook is really delicious." ”

"It's really like Grandma's cooking." Xia Qing carefully wiped a handful of tears.

How long has it been since she has eaten the food cooked by her grandmother, Xia Qing has forgotten.

"Eat more if you like." Chu Jiawei kept picking vegetables for her granddaughter.

Chu Jiawei disagrees with the level of her in-laws' cooking, even if the cooking level is not good, at least the ingredients are fresh.

"How about coming to my grandmother's place for dinner every day in the future." Every day, the family eats with their old husband and wife plus a nanny and aunt, which is really too lonely.

I have long thought about how good it would be if my daughter married in City C nearby, but fortunately, they finally looked forward to the return of their daughter's family.

"Okay." Of course, Xia Qing is happy to communicate more with her grandmother.

Especially let my father communicate with my grandfather more, and after a few days in the province, after all kinds of miserable purchases at the Xia family, they began to soften their hearts again.

Xia Botao was stunned when he saw that his daughter didn't have any polite acceptance.

"Qingqing, you..." Xia Botao was powerless, and he also knew that his mother-in-law asked them to buy a house nearby, so he considered letting them come back for dinner every day.

It's just a girl, isn't it too reserved for you to agree so bluntly.

"Yes, that's how it should be." Chu Jiawei smiled happily, "These days, you just live at home, wait for the house to be bought and renovated, and then move out." ”

If she can, Chu Jiawei hopes that her daughter and them will all live here, anyway, the place is big, and she won't worry about having no place to live.

But if you think about it, you know that it's no fun, how partial the eldest son is in the in-laws, even Chu Jiawei, who is in City C, knows one or two.

"Okay, thank you, Mom." Zhang Jingya has no idea about living in her mother's house at all, living at home is really comfortable, things are easy, and don't worry about someone chirping.

"Thank you, it's not for you."

"The main thing is that your father and I think Qingqing is good in this exam, but it is a bit difficult to integrate into the high school in City C."

Although Chu Jiawei knew that Xia Qing had been receiving make-up classes, but she had worked hard for so long, but after the high school entrance examination, she would take a good rest for a while.

Zhang Jingya and his wife are worried about this, if they stay in City A to study, they will go to cram school after high school.

It's just that I'm going to enter City C High School in September, and I'm really worried that my daughter's grades won't keep up, which will hit her confidence.

"I just plan to help Qingqing find a cram school when she stabilizes." The best way to do this is, of course, to find a teacher for one-on-one tutoring.

However, they have no way to get in touch with teachers, and there is no other way than to find a cram school with high reputation and good teaching quality.

Xia Qing was stunned, and she didn't care about eating, she didn't just finish the high school entrance examination, why did she have to start a make-up career again.

What's the matter, she is a reborn person, and she has almost forgotten all the things she learned in middle school in her previous life.

Although Xia Qing was reading at home while waiting for the results, she wanted to work hard to memorize all these knowledge points, but the difficulty was really not small.

But it doesn't matter, you can use a summer vacation to catch up.

"Then I can read the book by myself." Xia Qing spoke out helplessly, she really couldn't afford to lose this person.

"How can you read the book yourself?" Zhang Jingya is not at ease.

"Don't worry, there is money for you to go to the tutorial class." This child really doesn't know what's going on, she is always worried that the family doesn't have enough money, and she really doesn't know who told her that the family has no money.

Even the children are worried about money, Chu Jiawei's first reaction was, "You have no money?" ”

"What is there to ask you to pay for over there in the Xia family?" looked at Xia Botao's eyes and became a little wrong.

Xia Botao was really restless, "No, no." Of course, he didn't have the confidence to speak.

"When his brother saw that we had a car, he was blushing and wanted us to sponsor it." Zhang Jingya said with a big grin, "But give us a refusal." ”

Although Zhang Yezhen didn't speak, he always paid attention to it, and when he heard that his daughter had no money, he was also a little dissatisfied.

"They are all fathers, how to buy everything, they have to count on other people's sponsorship, how he grows up like this, he can't always rely on his parents and brothers." Zhang Yezhen was full of dissatisfaction.

Xia Botao kept nodding in agreement, Zhang Yezhen didn't want to say anything to his son-in-law, and planned to educate his daughter well.

"Regarding the teacher who gave Qingqing a make-up lesson this time, I thought about it, and let the grandson of the old Gao family next door, Ziqi, come to give Qingqing a tutoring class." Zhang Yezhen changed a topic that everyone cared about.

"He has good grades and won't charge tutors."

Lao Gao's grandson, Xia Botao's work, every time he comes to City C, he comes in a hurry, and he doesn't know much about the neighbors near Zhang's house.

Zhang Yajing was stunned, "That genius grandson of the old Gao family? ”

Xia Qing's face turned pale with direct fright, "He? ”

God, Xia Qing really wants to say that such a free tutor teacher, she really can't afford it, it's really a lot of pressure.

It's really this guy who is too terrifying, so terrifying that Xia Qing has a feeling that she can't keep her secret.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yezhen's reaction to Xia Qing's excitement was very strange.

"That senior brother is not very busy, he is going to be in his third year of high school." Xia Qing actually counted her previous life, and she really hadn't seen Gao Ziqi for a long time.

But I haven't heard much about his great achievements, and of course, the impression left on Xia Qing is that this person is really difficult to get along with.

It's not that he has a bad temper, but he's really too dedicated.

Xia Qing still remembered that she was going to be in the summer vacation of her third year of high school, and Zhang Yezhen asked Gao Ziqi to make up lessons for her, that serious look, but Xia Qing was scared half to death.

Originally, I wanted to study hard now and strive for the summer vacation of my sophomore year of high school, and my grades were very good, and I didn't need that god to make up for her.

I didn't expect that after going around for a long time, there was still such a great god to make up for her, what should I do.

Xia Qing felt that her legs were trembling, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

No, she must save herself, otherwise she will really die.

"I asked Brother Gao to help me with my homework, not to delay him to review his homework, he will take the college entrance examination next year." Xia Qing looked very guilty, I couldn't disturb Gao Ziqi's appearance.

"Don't worry." Zhang Yezhen would say this, of course, he also asked people in advance, "He said it's okay, it's just to give you make-up lessons during the day, and he will review at night." ”

"When he said to give you homework, it's also time to sort out the knowledge points." Zhang Yezhen said this is a win-win opportunity.

"In the evening, you can just practice calligraphy and relax a little." Zhang Yezhen has long been dissatisfied with Xia Qing's handwriting.

It's just that this girl comes to stay every time and leaves within two days, and she has never found a chance.

It's not arranged for her during the day and night, Xia Qing really wants to cry, is she a self-defeating trap?

Although Zhang Jingya felt that this arrangement was a bit intensive, she thought about her daughter's homework and did not say anything.