I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 63

Yu Feiwan trotted to the place agreed with Yu Ping.

From a distance, you can see Yu Ping, who is chubby in clothes, kicking the stones on the ground in boredom, and jumping forward twice from time to time.

Little piggy?
Or a bunny?
Anyway, it's so cute.

Yu Feiwan walked lightly, tiptoed, and patted Yu Ping on the shoulder.

Yu Ping turned around suddenly, followed by a howl.

Yu Feiwan:!?(_;?
"I haven't seen you for a day, so you can't help but take pictures?" Yu Feiwan joked.

Yu Ping hummed twice like a pig holding cabbage, rubbed her neck with her hands, and muttered, "I have a stiff neck."

"It hurts."

"You said you wouldn't come back last night and you really won't come back!"

Yu Ping tilted her neck, her little face wrinkled, and complained dissatisfiedly.

Yu Feiwan exchanged a plaster for swelling, pain relief and soothing. He quickly peeled it off and applied it to Yu Ping's neck.

"The situation last night is really irresistible."

Yu Ping's eyes widened, "Waste!"

"It's not too late, we have to save money."

"As you said, points are life, points are money, and a stiff neck is not life-threatening."

“Money is not everything, but nothing is impossible without money.”

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat."

"Can it be recycled?"

Yu Ping didn't care to dwell on what happened last night anymore, and was about to tear off the plaster as she spoke.

Yu Feiwan laughed. He was obsessed with money at a young age and didn't know whether this was good or bad.

"Stick with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, sisters have plenty of points."

Okay, she was bragging.

The cows flying in the sky were her fault.

However, points are not as important as her biological mother.

She doesn't care, she is a mama's girl.

Just put on some plaster and sprinkle some water on it, that's a trivial matter.

Yu Ping squinted her eyes and looked suspicious, "Get rich overnight?"

"Murder and arson?"

"Or are you robbing the rich and giving to the poor?"

This is what is said in the film film shown at the entrance of the village once a month.

After all, a penny can't help a hero.

Yu Feiwan rolled his eyes, pulled down Yu Ping's hand, straightened the scarf, and said mysteriously, "No, no."

"God has the virtue of good life. I save people from water and fire. It is a gift from God."

Yu Ping scratched her head, "Does God also like to have children?"

"Yes, there is strength in numbers."

Yu Feiwan's mouth twitched, his head was covered with black lines, and he didn't know what to think.

What's the explanation?
"Do you really have points?" Yu Ping asked again uncertainly.

Yu Feiwan nodded solemnly, "I have exchanged it for a larger gold bracelet and gave it to grandma to keep."

"Take your time. Next spring, I will definitely be able to raise the money for dad to go to the city for surgery."

"Hire the most experienced doctor and use the best medicine."

The tragedy of the previous life must be gone forever.

Yu Ping blinked, "That's good."

"But why is it still a gold bracelet?"

This question is similar to the one asked by the old lady.

"Gold is worth its weight in gold."

When you are young, you may be attracted by the colorful flowers.

But when you reach a certain age, you will awaken the genes in your bones and fall in love with the golden color.

Besides, the mall wouldn't let her exchange coins directly.

"Let's go."

"If you don't leave, you will be late."

Yu Feiwan urged.

It’s another day of going to school with the bell ringing.

Yu Feiwan sat in front of the tattered table, breathing heavily.

Why is her lung capacity still so poor even after rebirth?

Yu Feiwan handed the notes summarized by Lin Haihong to Yu Ping, "My cousin asked me to give it to you." "Read it well."

"I can get No. 1 at the end of the semester."

Yu Ping took the book, her eyes sparkling like wells reflecting sunlight.

"No. 1?"

"impossible."

Yu Ping retorted without thinking.

"You're still here."

"But No. 2 is pretty good too."

No. 2 is also excellent.

The teacher pushed open the door and entered, and the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

However, there are still only a handful of people who listen carefully.

Times and ages are limited, and education itself is also long-term and lagging.

Perhaps only at a certain moment after many years will I regret my current laziness and tiredness of studying.

"boom."

A paper ball hit Yu Feiwan on the back of the head, and then fell to the ground.

Yu Feiwan squinted his eyes, so extravagant?

These days, many people don’t have enough food and clothing, and they have to save more than ten yuan for school tuition. After writing the front and back of the notebook, they have to wipe it clean and continue writing. How can there be people who are so generous? Tear a piece of paper and pass the note.

Yu Feiwan looked back and forth, and finally focused on the little girl sitting in the second-to-last row who was winking.

This little girl is fair and clean, and her clothes are neat and tidy.

She has two small braids, a pair of pink gauze hair rings at the root of her hair, and two small clips at the end. From a distance, she looks like two blooming flowers.

Perhaps, from the perspective of decades later, this hair tie is a bit hard to describe.

But at this time, the leader is in charge.

In a dusty crowd, he stood out brightly.

Seeing Yu Feiwan pick up the paper ball, the little girl pointed at Yu Ping beside Yu Feiwan, opened her mouth and gestured silently.

No need to guess, I know it is for Yu Ping.

Who hasn't passed a note around when they were in school?

School days are incomplete without passing notes.

This kind of thing all depends on understanding and avoiding being sentimental.

Yu Feiwan looked at Yu Ping, who was struggling with the teacher's new calculation problem with furrowed brows, and held the note in his hand.

Didn't you see, someone once picked up a pen, took a nap, and became strangers to Ah Shu.

"boom."

Another paper ball.

The head was still not accurate enough, and it hit the corner of Yu Feiwan's table again.

For a moment, Yu Feiwan didn't know whether to say it accurately or not.

Yu Feiwan took a deep breath and watched as Yu Ping finally relaxed her brows and handed the paper ball over.

Yu Ping frowned slightly and opened the paper ball.

"Are you going to the big party after school?"

"There's a big market in town, let's go together, I'll buy you soda and melon seeds."

The second note only contained three cold and menacing words: "To Yu Ping!"

Yu Feiwan:...

Yu Ping covered the note with her notebook and asked Yu Feiwan's opinion in a low voice, "Are you going?"

"Not far."

"It only takes less than an hour to walk there."

Yu Feiwan blinked, that's it?

That is?

How could he say it lightly and in less than an hour?

Sisters, it’s winter.

Yu Feiwan shook his head. The old lady wanted to take care of Lin Haihong, but what about Yu Peng's conspicuous bag?
Could it be possible to trouble Mrs. Guo again?

"Where is Pengpeng when you go out?"

Yu Ping lowered her head and pretended to think seriously, "Mom took him to the soy sauce workshop."

"Mom said, take it with you once in a while, it'll be fine."

"Go, go, and you can pick up Pengpeng by the way."

"Please, please."

Yu Feiwan: Please, please, how can she still refuse?
(End of this chapter)