Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Bai Po tilted her head lazily, a section of scarlet was faintly exposed in the left hand holding his hair, and the smoke slightly blurred her delicate and beautiful face.

It is a soul-stirring beauty.

But the pupils of the white vest reflected Bai Ke's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and no other desires could arise.

He couldn't speak, but shook his head frantically and frightened.

"That's it."

Bai Ke let go of his hand.

Smoke is not her favorite taste.

She lazily threw the cigarette under her feet and stomped it out: "Clean the battlefield, will you?"

She was polite and the others were genuinely scared.

Nod obediently.

Bai Po patted his sleeves, glanced at them before leaving, and said lightly: "What are you afraid of, this didn't cut off your head."

Very easygoing attitude.

Of course, if she didn't use a tone of chopping Chinese cabbage.

It wasn't until she left that the white vest slid and sat in the corner, moving his numb fingertips in fear.

It took a long time for the little brother to move over silently, squatting at his feet, smoking a cigarette to calm his shock: "Why do you say you provoke her?"

White vest: "..."

15 minute later.

The two patrolmen turned back again, and they stared dumbfounded at the entrance of the canteen. The leader of the Qingshui Street gangster who is very difficult and has a bit of power behind his back is injured, and he is obediently helping the shop owner——

Sweeping, moving things.

The other younger brothers were also working hard.

"What are you looking at?" White vest bit his cigarette, glanced at the two patrolmen, and said irritably, "Damn you!"

After cursing, continue to move the box.

The store manager at the side was trembling and just about to reach out to move it.

The white vest returned the cigarette money owed to the shopkeeper, and said viciously, "Have you been asked to clean it?"

He continued to move the goods down, smoking a pack of cigarettes without thinking about it.

No, is she sick? ?

This damn smiles so obediently and fights so hard? !

Bai Weixin thought blankly, she even wanted to chop off his head!

not far away.

"Hello? Captain." The little police officer looked at the canteen vigilantly. He took out the walkie-talkie with a serious look on his face, "Yes, I'm applying for a strict investigation of the manager of the canteen at No. 112 Qingshui Street, um, I'm not kidding!!!"

**

It was still dark, and when Bai Po went back, Ji Shaojun just wanted to come out to find her.

He noticed that after going out for a trip, Bai Chi seemed to be in a better mood again.

Ji Shaojun was a little relieved, the life gap in the northern city of Xiangcheng was very different, he was really afraid that Bai Po would not get used to it.

Bai Po sat at the stone table, resting his chin lazily on his hand, watching Ji Shaojun fill up the water tank at home several times, and suddenly said, "Uncle."

Ji Shaojun put the bucket by the well, and when he heard Bai Ke's voice, he was stunned.

Bai Po had only been to Xiangcheng twice before with Ji Mulan, and this was the first time she called her uncle.

"Hey," his voice suddenly raised, "tell me."

Bai Po blinked those big eyes, very well-behaved: "I want to transfer to science."

She didn't say I wanted to.

but I want.

"Ah," Ji Shaojun picked up the rope for fetching water, his thoughts turned, "Can you tell uncle why?"

He knew that Bai Po majored in liberal arts, and the gap between liberal arts and science courses was too great. Science is very cruel, with logical reasoning and clear difficulty.

Bai Ke smiled.

Ji Shaojun and Ji Heng didn't talk much, but they both treated Bai Po with obvious temptation and caution, which gave her a sense of acceptance and recognition when she first came to another world.

She doesn't hate it, and even has a little belonging.

Of course, she didn't understand why the original owner left such a good family member behind and died in the lake for a few irrelevant people.

"No reason," Bai Po tilted his head, and asked again, "Isn't it possible? Uncle?"

Ji Shaojun: "Okay, you can... leave it to me!"

Seeing Ji Shaojun put down the bucket to look for Ji Heng's back, Bai Po withdrew his cute eyes and smiled lazily with his chin propped up.

It seems to be okay to be alive.

**

"That's why you agreed to her?" Ji Heng took a piece of cloth and looked at Ji Shaojun, with an incomprehensible expression on his wrinkled face.

There was no one in the yard. Apart from the kitchen on the left, there was also a small warehouse full of cloth.

Although it is a few years old, the color is still bright.

Ji Shaojun will come to help Ji Heng clean whenever he has time.

He sneered, pulled on a dust cover, and muttered softly: "But she calls me uncle."

"Nonsense," Ji Heng said with a cold face, his majesty remained undiminished, "She is ignorant, and you don't understand either? Ah Po is already in her third year of high school, is Wen Zhuanli just kidding around?"

Transferring in the third year of high school was already quite a nonsense.

His son has a high IQ, why is he so confused about this matter.

Ji Shaojun didn't understand why Bai Po turned around and came back in a good mood, but suddenly he had to transfer subjects.

He silently worked on the work at hand, and suddenly remembered something, hesitantly said: "Are the two illegitimate children of the Bai family educated?"

Bai Shaoke was admitted to Jiangjing University last year as the No. [-] scholar in the city. The Bai family has been speculating on the Internet for a long time. Even Xiangcheng has heard about it. I heard that the illegitimate daughter is also excellent in science.

Ji Heng caressed a piece of the best silk and satin, but he didn't speak immediately after hearing the words.

Wrinkles full of gullies had already appeared on his hands, after a long while: "Her temperament..."

"Dad," Ji Shaojun regretted mentioning this a bit, "I see that Ah Shao is sensible this time, she is a thoughtful person, a late bloomer, you have to give her a chance to repeat the study next year, and she may not be able to get an ideal grade in the exam."

Of course, he just said it casually.

He knew what his niece was like. It would be nice if she could finish the third year of high school quietly, and the family didn't expect her niece to send them a champion in the exam. She could do whatever she wanted.

Literary studies don't matter.

Ji Heng turned around, carefully pulled out a small oil-paper bag from the cabinet behind him, opened the oil-paper bag, and pulled out a slender needle from inside.

No further rebuttal.

Ji Shaojun knew at a glance that he had acquiesced. He put the cloth and watched Ji Heng take the needle: "May I help you carry the embroidery frame out?"

Ji Heng didn't return immediately.

After a while, he nodded dispensably, "Take it."

Ji Shaojun's eyes lit up, "Hey! I'll go right away."

It was already dark, Ji Shaojun called Shen Qing and said he would go back later, so he stayed to help Ji Heng clean up the warehouse, took out the embroidery frames and cleaned them, and put them in the yard to dry.

He hummed a song and wiped the dark embroidery frame.

The light in the white room is also on, he can see the reflection on the window, she is reading at the desk.

Bai Po is different, and Ji Shaojun can feel that when she came back today, even though she stepped on the black water in the rocks, she didn't even frown.

She is different from her mother.

Ji Shaojun suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing for Bai Po to be sent back by the Bai family.

**

Ji Shaojun is helping Bai Po contact the school and the teacher.

In addition, her household registration needs to be moved to Ji's house.

Bai Po has been in the library for the past few days. What surprised her in this era is not only the mobile phone and computer, but also the library.

She has never seen such a rich collection of books, which is also open to the public.

It's really a good time.

There is just one problem——

Bai Po lowered her head, looked at the physics book in hand, and looked at the physics exercises. After writing two questions, she put down her pen and murmured softly, "I... am I finally going to start to ruin the teacher's reputation?"

In the past, the gentleman had six arts and eight elegance in life. She dare not say how proficient she is, at least she has graduated from the teacher.

With the rapid development of modern technology, the original owner's mind was empty and she had no knowledge at all. She read the books in the library for a few days and could understand most of them.

She thinks the books she read are not difficult, but...

The problem is this -

What she learned and example questions: 【1+1=】

Her question: [Prove that e(iπ)+1=0]

Bai Po thought quietly——

I don't know if I will burn two more sticks of incense for the teacher when I go back. Will the teacher forgive her for embarrassing him in modern times?

There are many books in the library, but there are also deficiencies.

For example, deeper knowledge, such as a larger question bank.

She didn't see any of them.

Hearing her sigh, the child holding the paintbrush turned his head, opened a pair of big black and white eyes, and looked at her flickeringly.

"Choose c."

He spoke suddenly.

Bai Po paused, and she flipped through the answer, C, that's right.

So he turned his face, "Quick calculation?"

When she came to the library on the first day, she saw the children who followed her from the train station to the city gate when she came to Xiangcheng.

In the next few days, both of them showed up on time when the library opened at eight o'clock. They read and studied together, and they were not very talkative.

The little boy shook his head.

After a while, he explained, "My brother has a shorthand model for this kind of question, and there is an algorithm."

Whose ordinary children memorize shorthand models?

Bai Po accepted it well: "Is that so, do you want milk tea?"

"Do not……"

Bai Po didn't give him a chance to object, she lay down on the table and smiled like a spring rain: "By the way, I have always regarded you as my good friend—"

She stuck her shell, "What's your name?"

Jiang He: "..."

"Jiang He, the crane that went to the lonely mountain and didn't return."

"Oh, Jiang He, I have always regarded you as my good friend." Bai Ke crumpled up the paper in his hand and threw it back, knocking on his head, "Go, get out."

The two left from their seats.

Papers slammed into a red cutout wastebasket in the corner.

The phone in his pocket rang, but there was no signed number, so Bai Po picked it up casually, "Hello?"

The other person obviously didn't expect her voice to be so calm, paused, and said indifferently, "It's me."

"Who?" Bai Ke was impatient.

"Bai Po, I have more conversations with Bai Shaoqi. Even without her, our relationship will not change in any way." On the other end of the phone, Song Min didn't believe that Bai Po didn't have his phone at all, and only thought that Bai Po did it on purpose. Yes, he pressed his brows, indifferent and bored: "So you took the apprenticeship letter to Xiangcheng, don't you think it's naive?"