Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 869 646: Pitiful_2

Going into the mountains alone is pure stubbornness.
"I can arrange it." Xu Shuang replied instantly, then showed he was typing for quite a while before sending the next message.
"I also frequently go into the mountains; can I join you?"
Jiang Nian: "???"
He recalled Xu Shuang's freakish stamina skipping rope. Except compared to elementary school kids, no one could match him.
No way, what does this wealthy lady usually do for work?
Jiang Nian considered for a while; these herbs are rare but not terribly valuable, so there's no risk of betrayal.
"Alright, is Yuanshan coming along?"
Xu Shuang: "..."
"Yes."
Bringing along the mascot, this trip is completely assured.
Jiang Nian mentioned a vague landmark, and the two discussed it. They decided to scout first and then take leave to go.
Before that, some detailed preparations were necessary.
Naturally, frequent communication was essential.
Xu Shuang and Jiang Nian exchanged phone numbers, even giving a spare number in case they couldn't reach each other.
At this point, they were somewhat familiar.
Early self-study.
Jiang Nian glanced at Li Hua memorizing vocabulary, admired his diligence for a while, then turned to Zhang Ningzhi.
"Got anything to eat?"
Zhang Ningzhi propped up a textbook, resting her chest secretly on the desk. Seeing him turn to stare, her face flushed.
"Hmph! Not giving you any!"
Jiang Nian chuckled inwardly, thinking about her holding on with burdens on her chest.
The position was clever, in the last row at the back door. With the book upright, it blocked all views, except from Jiang Nian.
Who could have guessed he found out, she was furious out of embarrassment.
"Then I'll take it myself." He reached behind Zhang Ningzhi and directly retrieved the backpack.
"You!!!"
Zhizhi was still puffing with anger but didn't stop him. Her blush hadn't faded, occasionally kicking him with her toes.
"Stop kicking, ow~" Jiang Nian pretended to be in pain, then shifted the topic, "Where's the thing I gave you yesterday?"
He wasn't really stingy; the young lady had been anticipating for two weeks. Since he came, he definitely had to buy a gift.
The peak-end effect, creating a memory anchor point.
He directly gave her a golden pendant on a string of red thread. The weight was small, not terribly expensive overall.
Initially, the young lady didn't want to accept it, but after he insisted on buying it, she was tearfully touched throughout.
Probably thinking someone was going to be broke.
Jiang Nian didn't explain, just casually asked about when the store would hold a gold recycling event.
A classic line, my grandmother from the countryside has a piece of gold.
The salesperson understood and informed Jiang Nian it'd be at the end of March. The headquarters would have a recycling event, hinting the certificate wasn't needed.
He was unfazed, saying ancestral items don't come with certificates.
The salesperson deeply agreed. In last quarter's gold recycling, crowds of elderly folks poured in, sixty percent without certificates.
Not accept it?
That's definitely impossible.
"I'm wearing it." Zhang Ningzhi replied, stopped kicking him, her eyes softening as she offered snacks.
"Forgot you spent all your money, here, eat."
Yesterday, she also tried to support Jiang Nian a little, making sure he wouldn't really go without food.
Jiang Nian refused, declaring he'd starve rather than take money.
Oscar-worthy performance here.
Zhang Ningzhi had no choice but to bring more food; if Jiang Nian was really struggling, she'd support him herself.
Sigh, boys and their pride.
Jiang Nian munched on biscuits, glancing at Zhang Ningzhi. Seeing her smirking, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Is it uncomfortable to wear?"
"Nope."
Zhang Ningzhi touched the back of her neck, lifting her hair. Raising the thin red string, the pendant slowly rose.
The gold pendant was buried, probably smothered.
So pitiful, really want to change it.
The flash of gold quickly disappeared, descending again. Jiang Nian couldn't help but wonder if the string was too long.
"If it's uncomfortable, you can stop wearing it," he said.
Zhang Ningzhi shook her head, "It's very comfortable."
In the front row, Zeng You wore headphones, listening to music and reading novels. Li Hua responded, looking around.
Heard something?
......
After early self-study, Li Hua collapsed like a dead dog. He took a sip of water then reached for the vocabulary book.
On the other side of the aisle, Ma Guojun looked surprised.
"No way, are you really working hard?"
"Of course." Li Hua smiled, ready to devour the vocabulary book, "I will succeed!"
"Why did we let a dog in the classroom?" Jiang Nian joined the fun.
"Chi Shi!"
After cursing, Li Hua thought for a moment and asked.
"By the way, were you the one who caught those dolls yesterday?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Nothing." Li Hua shook his head, "My cousin pretends to know how to do it, lacking skills and still trying to win dolls."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian didn't have much to say.
"Bad luck, I guess."
Morning was still weekly tests, first English then Math. Based on last night's seating, silently taking the test.
During the first two periods, Jiang Nian didn't feel anything while doing English.
After a while, at recess, with weekly tests, no warm-up running. The students either ate in the cafeteria or chatted.
In the corner of the classroom, Wang Yuhe cautiously protected her snacks.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for Chen Yunyun, why so excited?" Jiang Nian was playing with the eraser on Chen Yunyun's desk, squeezing it repeatedly.
Chen Yunyun: "...."
Wanted to say something but felt it was pointless.
"Are you guys free for lunch?" Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Nian asked, "Washing hair today or tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow," Chen Yunyun replied.
Yesterday afternoon was sunny, the two girls had nothing to do before getting back to the classroom, so they timed washing their hair.
The advantage is during weekly tests they smell nice.
That's why, even though Jiang Nian was standing by the table, Chen Yunyun still maintained a calm smile.
"Washing your hair makes you prettier, not superstition."
"Great, then we'll teach her to ride a bike during lunch break?" Jiang Nian suggested, "And have a meal together, enough time."
Chen Yunyun naturally didn't mind; even staying close during a lunch break was fine.
Because she washed her hair.
She pursed her lips, suppressing a faint smile.
"Sure."
Wang Yuhe didn't mind either, she really wanted to learn. Just didn't expect Jiang Nian would truly spend time teaching her.
"Okay."
She said, pulling out a notebook from beneath the desk.
Curious, Jiang Nian stretched his neck for a look, finding circles and crosses drawn. Made him ask.
"What's up with that?"
Wang Yuhe said.
"Drawing a circle for you, you stole my duck feet yesterday. Five crosses, completely bad."
Jiang Nian: "???"
No way, this petty?
Before the bell rang, Li Qingrong returned.
Carrying a carton of yogurt, she naturally handed it to Jiang Nian after sitting down, without saying anything throughout.
"Thanks, Qingqing."
"Mhm."
Morning's weekly test flew by quickly; Jiang Nian was focused on Math, no time to tease the class monitor, constantly frustrated.
Damn! Who made this test!
When school bell rang, Jiang Nian felt like he had shed a pound of sweat. He lingered unwillingly while handing in the answer sheet, relieved after submission.
On the other side.
Yang Qiming casually tossed his pen, heading downstairs with Huang Caicai. In the warm sunlight, they joined the bustling crowd out the West Gate.
"Today's a great day for eating~"
He was humming an unknown tune, suddenly tapped on the arm by Huang Caicai.
"Brother Yang, look."
Following Huang Caicai's finger, he saw a shabby old man by the electric pole at the school gate.
Holding onto a cane, his old face was covered in deep lines.
Yang Qiming took a glance, his eyes slightly misting. He inexplicably thought of his deceased grandfather.
"So pitiful."
Saying that, he was ready to approach, taking out his wallet to give money.
"Wait, bro." Huang Caicai stopped him, advising, "I read in a book, let's buy him buns."
Hearing this, Yang Qiming also felt it made sense.
"Alright."
Outside the West Gate, there's a breakfast shop due to high student flow selling buns at noon, though not many varieties.
Yang Qiming bought six large meat buns, handing a full bag to the begging elderly.
"Here, hehe, no need to thank me."
The old man looked a bit startled but still accepted.
Yang Qiming instantly felt good, his heart relaxed. Feeling he did a good deed, he headed to lunch with Huang Caicai.
Just crossed the street when Huang Caicai tugged him again.
"Bro, look."