The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

A woman in her forties walked over quickly and held Jiang Zhe's hand.

Aunt Jiang Xiruo lives with Grandpa Jiang.

On the way here, Jiang Zhe had already heard his grandfather mention it.

Little aunt. Jiang Zhe's voice was clear.

Hey, it's good to be back. Jiang Xiruo brought a nasal voice.

She looked behind Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Zhe: Dad, where is Fan Yue?

Grandpa Jiang didn't speak, just shook his head.

Jiang Xiruo understood immediately. It has actually been more than half a month since they learned that the sisters were at Jiang's house and came to the door today.

In the meantime, Jiang Fanyue's resistance to them was very obvious.

It's okay, let's eat first. Jiang Xiruo immediately changed the subject, pulled Jiang Zhe to sit down, and went to the kitchen to serve the food.

Jiang Zhe glanced at the house, the decoration was quite satisfactory, the furniture was half-new, everything was ordinary, just like thousands of ordinary families.

But a painting on the wall caught her attention.

She couldn't help but glance over.

It is the original painting White Horse in the Moon by Han Gan, a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.

All that are currently in the history museum are imitations.

Hanging in this room is Han Gan's own handwriting, which can be said to be invaluable.

But this painting is not specially framed and managed, just hang it at will, just like the decorative paintings that countless ordinary families hang in the living room, people who come and go will not take a second look at it.

Even if you look more, you can't see any clues.

Jiang Zhe looked back, Jiang Xiruo had already brought the food, and greeted Jiang Zhe warmly: Xiao Zhe, come quickly, eat while it's hot.

Jiang Zhe sat down and picked up his chopsticks. He saw that the dishes on which the dishes were served were made of gold enamel. They were unique in the Song Dynasty. If they were placed in a different place, they would attract countless connoisseurs. Also make the best use of it.

Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Xiruo each took their bowls to eat, seemingly ignorant of the value of the bowls they were holding.

I don't know if they really didn't know, or just a coincidence.

If it's a coincidence, it's a bit too much.

Try it, this is the mushroom I grew at home. Jiang Xiruo put all the black mushrooms in the soup bowl into Jiang Zhe's bowl.

Jiang Zhe took a sip, his expression froze, and it turned out to be snow fungus again.

As far as she knows, the production of snow fungus has dropped sharply in recent years, and it is hard to find a lot of money on the black market.

Powerful and powerful families in Beijing have begun to place orders for snow fungus on the dark web.

She was afraid that she had eaten a room of an ordinary family.

Seeing Jiang Zhe stop, Jiang Xiruo immediately asked nervously, How is it, is the food unpalatable?

No. Jiang Zhe continued to eat calmly.

Jiang Xiruo asked, Xiao Zhe, are you currently studying at Huaishu Street Middle School?

Jiang Zhe nodded, her school uniform was printed with the characters of Huaishu Street.

Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Xiruo glanced at each other, Huaishu Street Middle School, a famous bad school in Jincheng, even if it is rectified every year, the students still do not want to make progress, there are many problems, which is a headache.

Xiao Zhe, have you ever thought about changing schools? Enci, it's my daughter, your cousin, who is now studying in Jincheng No. 1 Middle School. Why don't you change it and take care of each other? Jiang Xiruo asked.

Can I change it? Jiang Zhe put down the bowl.

Jincheng No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Jincheng. Entering Jincheng No. 1 Middle School is no less than stepping into the gate of the university with one foot.

The rigor of admissions is also worthy of its name.

In addition to the students with particularly good grades, they are the imperial class of the powerful children of Jincheng.

Jiang Fanyue was in Jincheng No. 1 Middle School.

Jiang Xiruo said immediately, I have a friend who can help you get the quota. I'll go and tell you about it?

Farewell first, Huaishu Street is fine. Jiang Zhe refused.

Jiang Xiruo didn't expect her to have this attitude, so she couldn't persuade her much for a while.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Xiruo were taking care of mushrooms in the shed in the yard, and the smell of damp and fermenting mushrooms was in the air.

Jiang Zhe glanced at it, there are many varieties, and there are actually quite a few snow fungus.

I'm going to school. Jiang Zhe picked up his schoolbag, explained to Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Xiruo, and went out.

The moment she closed the door, she heard Jiang Yaowang talking to Jiang Xiruo: Xiao Zhe's grades, it's too stressful to go to No. 1 Middle School.

I also thought that there are many students fighting on Huaishu Street. No. 1 Middle School is at least safe.

That's true. Talk to her later.

As Jiang Zhe took a step forward, their voices gradually faded away.

Light rain wet the pavement of the street.

Jiang Zhe opened the umbrella and entered the rain curtain.

Under the umbrella, her slender, straight legs were looming.

A luxury car entered the narrow street.

Feng Ye looked around: Can you buy snow fungus here? No, it is difficult to grow snow fungus. In recent years, the production has been severely reduced, and the price on the black market is so high. If anyone here can grow it, it will be sold sooner. Crossed the threshold?

Qin Jingchen fiddled with the beads one by one in his left hand, making a slight sound of the beads colliding.

He was still wearing a simple white shirt, and the aroma of sandalwood on his body diluted the sharpness on his thin lips.

Try it. His voice and the sound of the beads were tied together, and it was hard to tell which one was better.

I'm going to the doctor in a hurry. I can't find the piano sound. It's better to buy snow fungus than nothing. It can relieve Grandma Qin's insomnia a little. Feng Ye shrugged.

Compared with the illusory piano sound, snow ear is a good thing to find, and it's a big deal to go back and buy it at a higher price.

Jiang Zhe held an umbrella and walked along the edge of the street.

A limited-edition Lincoln passed her, splashed with water, and glided forward.

Jiang Zhe looked down at the mud spots on his legs, frowned slightly, and the chewing gum lost its sweetness.

The car stopped not far away.

Qin Jingchen still closed his eyes and said calmly, go back and apologize.

The driver immediately backed up.

He had already slowed down the speed just now, but this street is really rough and there are hidden puddles.

Feng Ye sighed: Brother Chen, your own radar is really amazing, you can't hide anything from your eyes.

When the car went back, Jiang Zhe hadn't had time to wipe the stains on her legs. With a puff, another pool of water splashed onto her legs.

Jiang Zhe: ...

With a cold face, she saw the driver open the door and apologized repeatedly: I'm sorry, I'm sorry little girl. I didn't pay attention just now, and I came back to apologize.

Jiang Zhe: ...

Better not come back and apologize.

Feng Ye looked out of the window through the window, and suddenly became refreshed: Brother Chen, look, this girl is really amazing!

His skin was dazzlingly white, his slap was big and his face was thick and gorgeous, but it was cold and refined, as if the words you can only look at it from a distance and not play with it.

I'm going! Feng Ye, who had never seen a beauty before, was shocked and swears.

Fox spirit, this is simply a fox turned into a spirit!