This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1296 True and false daughter (2)

   Chuzheng did not refuse, and gave it to Yan's father.

  Father Yan was already ready to be rejected. Before they wanted to get her a schoolbag, she refused...

  Father Yan took the things in Chuzheng's hand, and his whole person seemed to be suddenly injected with some vitality, and his old face became full of energy.

   "You sit... sit... I bought a new chair today, it's not dirty." Father Yan pointed to the chair in the room.

   Chuzheng saw that the dishes were already on the table, she didn't refuse, she sat down happily with her new trousers in her pocket.

   "What are you doing, just bring the chicken soup."

"Hey."

   The original owner's biological parents have been careful since the original owner returned.

   Of course, they were not bad at that before, as long as they were able to do what they could, they would also respond to requests.

  Father Yan carried all the things of Chuzheng into her house, and mother Yan just brought the chicken soup when she came out.

   There is not much chicken soup, I should have only bought half of it, and gave the chicken thigh to Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng was never picky about what to eat. She glanced at the person opposite her, lowered her head and started to eat.

   Seeing her eating, both Yan's father and Yan's mother were relieved.

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  In the evening, Chuzheng changed the things on the bed, and took out other daily necessities and put them away.

   She glanced at the unmoved thing next to her, carried it out, and gave it to Father Yan in the living room.

   Her face was cold and indifferent: "I bought too much, and I will use it for you."

   "No, no need..." Father Yan waved his hand: "You keep it, you keep it for use, we don't..."

   "Take it."

  Father Yan froze for a while, and took it tremblingly for a long time.

   "Change, I'll come see you tomorrow." Chuzheng dropped these words and went back to his room.

  Father Yan: "..."

   Chuzheng bought something, and Father Yan didn't know what it was, he knew that he had never touched such a comfortable sheet in his life.

   "Do you really want to change it? That's a lot of money..."

   "She said she will come to see tomorrow..." Father Yan hesitated, and finally said, "Let's change it."

  The two of them changed the sheets and duvet covers in a rustling manner.

  Although the house is broken, the sound insulation is not bad. Chuzheng was lying on the new bed, playing with the mobile phone that the original owner had turned off for two days.

  There is a message from the original owner's classmate on the phone, asking her why she didn't go to school.

   With such a big incident, how could the original owner have the mood to go to school.

   The classmates at school probably didn't know about this, they just thought she didn't go to school for something.

but……

   It won't be long before the person who has exchanged with her will spread the word about it.

   Chuzheng finished getting the phone, lay down and got ready to sleep, but...

  There are so many cockroaches.

   Here is a cockroach nest!

  The shadow of the original owner is not without reason! !

   Chuzheng sat up, and the silver thread drilled out of her wrist and extended out - catching cockroaches.

   Yinxian probably never thought that he would use it like this one day. The speed of catching cockroaches was fast and hard. When it returned to Chuzheng's wrist, a cockroach was gone.

   Chuzheng touched his wrist and lay back contentedly.

sleep!

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   Chuzheng said to watch it, and the next morning, he slipped into his pocket and walked to the door to see it.

  Mother Yan came out of the kitchen, just in time to see Chuzheng looking into the room.

   "Breakfast is ready, would you like some?"

   Chuzheng turned around nonchalantly and took the steamed buns on the table.

   Mother Yan saw that she was willing to eat, and her face was obviously relieved.

   They just picked up the person, and they didn't know what the child's temperament was, so Chuzheng's face was cold, and neither Yan's parents nor Yan's mother felt wrong.

  Father Yan went out early in the morning, and mother Yan also went out to work after dinner.

   Chuzheng wanted to be paralyzed at home, but text messages kept coming in on her phone, and the original owner's deskmate asked her why she didn't go to class.

   Chuzheng packed up and went out with her schoolbag.

   At this time, most of the people have already gone out. Those who go to work and those who go to school go to school, and the doors of each household are tightly closed.

   When Chuzheng went down to the second floor, the door of the house closest to the stairs suddenly opened, and the old man was pushed out and almost hit Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng immediately returned to the previous floor.

   Following the old man came out a boy of about seventeen or eighteen. He raised his foot and kicked the old man.

  The old man did not stand firm and fell directly to the ground.

  The boy didn't let the old man go, he stretched out his feet and continued to kick, using all his strength with each stroke, as if the person in front of him had a deep hatred against him.

   "The immortal, I want you to mind your own business, why don't you die!"

   "Where's the money? Where did you put it?"

  The boy looked very thin, and his clothes seemed to be hanging on him. His face was not very good, and there were very rich blue and gray under his eyes.

   He kicked and scolded, and the old man was so kicked that he could not speak.

   Chu Zheng weighed down his schoolbag and suddenly threw it towards the boy.

  The schoolbag hit the boy's arm, interrupting his movement. He looked up and saw the man standing on the stairs.

  The girl was carrying a pale pink schoolbag, standing in the gray staircase with a handsome figure, her eyes were cold, and there was a faint indifference and alienation, which was out of tune with this building.

  The boy was stunned for a moment, then furious: "Who are you riding on the horse!"

   responded that the boy was kicked by the foot. The boy was unprepared and was kicked straight, hitting the balcony behind.

"Grass!"

  The boy scolded angrily and rushed towards Chuzheng.

   The two of them crossed the narrow stairwell, where the boy was Chuzheng's opponent, and he was pressed to the ground and rubbed in a few strokes.

   "Stop hitting, don't hit!!" The old man suddenly rushed over, hugged the boy in his arms, and glared at Chuzheng: "Where did the little girl come from, who told you to hit my grandson?"

   Chuzheng: "??"

  What? !

   Is it my fault again? !

  The old man didn't care at all about the fact that he was beaten by his grandson just now, and looked concerned: "Qiangqiang, are you alright."

   The pain was so strong that I could not speak.

   "Whose are you... stop, you are not allowed to go!!"

   Chuzheng went downstairs a few steps, leaving the sound behind.

   "You see, bastard, it's not that I don't want to be a socialist successor, it's that reality doesn't allow it."

   Who are you on a horse!

   Did she help or was it her fault?

   OK, it's all her fault!

   If it weren't for the good person card, the ghost would be nosy!

  【…】

  The King does not want to speak.

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   When Chuzheng arrived at school, classes started early.

   But the original owner had taken leave before, so the guard put her in.

  Chuzheng didn't enter the class during class, but when the get out of class was over, he slowly walked into the classroom with his schoolbag.

   "In the beginning."

   She was at the same table when He Shan saw her and greeted her immediately.

   "What are you doing, taking so many days off?"

  Chuzheng hung his schoolbag on the chair: "Nothing."

   He Shan frowned: "What happened to you at the beginning of the year? Are you unhappy?"

  He Shan was at the same table as the original owner's junior high school. She knew the original owner very well. Chuzheng had a cold face at this time, and she would definitely find something wrong.

"No."

  He Shan: "..."

   Your face is almost frozen, are you still unhappy? !

   (end of this chapter)