Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Duan Xingye was taken aback first, then his eyes were red, and he took the shaggy peach and said, "Weiwei is so kind to me."

Bai Chuwei didn't say a word. In fact, she was worried that the peach trees in this school hadn't been specially taken care of. They had been growing savagely. Even if they were ripened, they might not be delicious. She wanted Duan Xingye to be an experiment first...

Duan Xingye unscrewed the mineral water bottle, washed the peaches with mineral water, then opened his mouth and took a bite, and said in surprise, "Sweet."

Bai Chuwei's slender fingers gently brushed her chin, looking at the splendid spring peach blossom, and muttered: "It looks good."

Duan Xingye gnawed the first peach of this year and asked curiously: "How did the ancestor Weiwei get here?"

Bai Chuwei twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, and said in a faint tone: "I want to find a better peach forest and pick some peach petals to make wine."

It will be the anniversary of that person's death in a while. He died at the end of spring before seeing the fruit of summer peaches. At this time of the year, she would be drunk with a peach blossom to worship.

The wine must be brewed in advance.

With that said, Duan Xingye couldn't help but want to recommend his uncle's manor in Nancheng full of peach trees.

Bai Chuwei didn't want to talk more. Hearing the headmaster's passionate speech on the playground, he turned the corner of her lips and changed the subject: "Why did you come to school so late today? Didn't you come to study early?"

Duan Xingye's eye circles are even redder, and the voice he is trying to maintain still has a slight choking: "Suddenly I feel that studying is meaningless."

He studied so hard to make his father understand him, but now it seems unnecessary, he is even more proud of having other sons.

Bai Chuwei chuckled softly: "Fool, learning is never for others, but for yourself. People have to live for themselves."

Duan Xingye fixedly looked at Bai Chuwei for a long time, gradually lowered his head, and muttered, "I know."

Duan Xingye finally calmed down, and followed Bai Chuwei towards the small garden: "But Weiwei hasn't studied either!"

Bai Chuwei's tone was lazy: "I didn't come to school to study."

She sat down at the stone table under the flower stand in the garden, and an inquiring voice came from behind: "Excuse me, is this classmate Bai Chuwei?"

Bai Chuwei glanced at the girl: "An appointment to see the doctor? Come and sit down."

Last week, Bai Chuwei became famous thanks to Su Ruan's dysmenorrhea. Girls who are curious about Bai Chuwei's medical skills have added Bai Chuwei's WeChat ID to make appointments.

Bai Chuwei's consultation is equivalent to the hospital's registration fee, and the expert number of other big hospitals is only a hundred yuan. Bai Chuwei's two thousand cases are simply sky-high.

Fortunately, most of the students in Henghua No. 1 Middle School are rich, and there are many people who are curious about Bai Chuwei's medical skills.

It is not rare to spend two thousand yuan to buy a curious person.

Bai Chuwei's appointments have been filled this week, and most of them are here to join in the fun.

Qi Yue is in the first year of high school this year. She is beautiful and cute. In addition, she is a little princess from the Qi family of the eighth family. With a big brother like Qi Mo, her life is quite comfortable.

The fact that Su Ruan's dysmenorrhea was cured spread all over the school girls circle, Qi Yue was upset.

What she hates most is people who use girls' dysmenorrhea as gimmicks!

So after spreading two thousand yuan, she spread it, just to frustrate Bai Chuwei's spirit, she raised her chin: "The sky-high registration fee of two thousand yuan, you are so awesome, then you can help me see if I am sick? If you cannot find out that I am sick, then return the money to me."

Qi Yue loves to exercise, has a good body, and doesn't even have a cold or fever.

Bai Chuwei glanced at it, "You are nearsighted."

Qi Yue and Duan Xingye stared at Bai Chuwei for nearly a minute.

Qi Yue suddenly held her face and let out an excited scream: "You...you mean you can cure myopia?"