Chapter Ninety-two Return

  Zhang Yang's parents simultaneously had the thought that their child might have cheated, and immediately threw away this thought. Their own child was the most honest, couldn't even tell a decent lie, let alone cheat on such a difficult test.

  His father pulled him to stand beside himself, looked at his son with a scrutinizing gaze, and then asked: "Son, come on, tell Dad about your recent studies?"

  "Haven't learned much?" Little fatty was still in a daze and couldn't quite understand what his dad was saying.

  "Zhang Yang, are you paying attention in class now? Are you doing your homework properly?"

  "This is an easy question," Zhang Yang answered naturally, "Of course, Song Jie checks my homework every day. If I don't write it, she won't give me good food." After finishing, he frowned and looked quite troubled by Song Jie always making him do that.

  "Is Song Jie your new deskmate?"

  "That's right, Song Jie... " Little fatty started talking about Song Jie's deeds nonstop, saying that she was good at studying, liked by the teacher, bought snacks for herself, and even made herself do homework after eating snacks. By accident, he also mentioned that he had been tricked into doing her math problems.

  Just finished speaking, Zhang Yang quickly covered his mouth, it was really too careless, and didn't know if dad and mom would spank him, he carefully looked at the expression of his parents.

  His father and mother were quite surprised, didn't expect that there was such a freak next to their son. If it weren't for her, he would probably still be ranked last in the exam, what a peculiar little girl.

  "Son, you can't go out and do bad things with others from now on, do you know?" Mrs. Zhang hastily reminded him, fearing that Mr. Zhang would scold the child.

  Who would have thought that Zhang's father didn't think about it at all, and his mind was on Song Jie.

  "Son, let your classmates come home and play from now on. This Song Jie, you can get along with her more in the future." Chapter Father instructed.

  "Got it." The little fatty nodded hastily.

  Zhang's mother was overjoyed, and she carefully signed her name on the test paper after reading it again and again. Zhang's father couldn't help but take a look, took the test paper and also signed his name on it.

  When Teacher Tang saw the parents' signatures, she found it strange that both parents had signed... At the same time, Teacher Tang also thought of Zhang Yang's improved grades and was overjoyed.

  She was still quite pleased in her heart, wasn't it just that she had put Zhang Yang and Song Jie together at the beginning? Otherwise, how could there be good results. It seems that we should move forward and bring along those who are lagging behind.

  Zhang Yang was eating the snacks Song Jie had bought for him, and he buried his head in his work, doing his homework with great difficulty. If he got it wrong, he would be rapped on the knuckles. He thought of what his father had said about learning from Song Jie, so he bowed his head and did his homework seriously.

  Seeing the little fatty eating snacks, his cheeks bulging in and out, just like when Xiao Li eats, it's irresistible to want to bully him. Song Jie's paws are itching to move.

  "Song Jie, my parents want to invite you to our home for a visit, are you free?" Little fatty is inviting a friend over for the first time and feels quite embarrassed.

  Song Jie listened and hesitated for a moment. She had never been to someone else's home as a guest before, then she nodded "Okay".

  Xiao Pangzi was particularly happy after hearing that. His face lit up like a sunflower: "Song Jie, how about this weekend? I'll get my mom to cook delicious food for you."

  As soon as she heard it was delicious, Song Jie became even more delighted. She nodded vigorously.

  The long-awaited Saturday finally arrived, Song Jie had already told her family that she was going out to visit a friend. Zhao's mother even gave Song Jie some money for her to buy gifts, but Song Jie herself had money and couldn't bear to ask for more, so she refused.

  Shang went to the fruit shop and Song Jie bought two baskets of fruit. Then they set off towards their agreed destination.

  As soon as he arrived at the agreed street, he saw Zhang Yang pacing back and forth on the side of the road, occasionally looking around. When he saw Song Jie coming, he ran up to her in three strides, exchanged a greeting with her, and took over the things in her hand. Song Jie then pulled out a stick of candy from her pocket and handed it to him, which he took and popped into his mouth with great familiarity.

  This place is not far from Zhang Yang's home, after walking for more than ten minutes, I saw the location of Zhang Yang's house.

  Zhang Yang's house is a two-story building with a unique courtyard, occupying a very large area. Although the exterior decoration is not as luxurious as that of later generations, it is still very distinctive nowadays.

  Zhang Yang arrived at the iron gate outside the main entrance and rang the doorbell. The big gate opened quickly, and Zhang Yang's mother walked out to greet him.

  Zhang Mu's special enthusiasm, when looking at Song Jie, the light in his eyes is dazzling.

  "Come on, come on, you must be Song Jie, what's with the things? We have everything at home, hurry up and go inside." Mother Zhang saw the things in Zhang Yang's hands and the smile on her face deepened, but she didn't care about those things, what she cared about was the thought.

  Song Jie came into the house and changed her shoes. She looked up to see a man sitting in the living room, so she quickly greeted him: "Hello, Uncle."

  "Good" Zhang Fu's face was a bit stiff, this was the first time he had interacted with his son's classmate, and he really didn't know what to do.

  Zhang Mu, however, didn't have such worries. As soon as she saw Song Jie, she liked her so much that she had always wanted to give birth to a little sister for Zhang Yang. Unfortunately, they never had the chance until now. Seeing the cute and tender little girl, she was deeply in love with her. One moment she asked her to eat fruit, another moment she asked her to drink water, making Song Jie feel extremely embarrassed.

  Song Jie casually observed the layout of the house and found that it was a very European-style building, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and the living room was also very luxurious and spacious.

  Seeing Song Jie's calm and composed demeanor, Zhang Fu also secretly praised her in his heart. His own son didn't have this kind of composure, which wasn't something that an ordinary family could cultivate.

  It's said that Song Jie's grandfather is Zhao Liangyi. Zhang Fu was surprised and delighted: "Your grandfather used to teach us for a year, he's my benefactor, I didn't expect we have such a good fate."

  The slightest awkwardness was eliminated, and Zhang Fu and Song Jie became more and more compatible as they talked. From calligraphy to painting, they chatted endlessly, and Song Jie also learned a thing or two from Grandpa's skills, naturally having something up her sleeve and not being nervous at all.

  Zhang's father even called Song Jie to the study, and the two of them each wrote a calligraphy with a brush. Zhang's mother thought it didn't look good, so she quickly changed the subject. This was still about finding someone for her son to play with, but in fact, it was about finding a friend for Zhang's father.

  The two people who were interrupted felt a bit awkward, they had been talking too enthusiastically.

  "Ahem, ahem, let Zhang Yang take Song Jie to your room to play."

  Zhang Yang obediently led Song Jie to the second floor, pulled out his toys, and took out his childhood photos for Song Jie to see. Song Jie saw a photo of Zhang Yang sitting in a bathtub wailing at a young age and teased him for half a day.

  At noon when eating, Zhang's mother personally went to the kitchen and made a house full of good dishes. She kept serving Song Jie, stuffing her until she could hardly walk.

  That day was spent having a great time at Zhang Yang's home, and when it was time to leave, Mrs. Zhang and the others were reluctant to say goodbye.

  After Song Jie left, Zhang Fu said to Zhang Mu: "She's a great girl, indeed. She surpasses her grandfather and is even better than he was when he was younger. Our son hasn't made a bad choice this time."

  Zhang Mu Yan gave her husband a charming glance and said in a soft voice, "You're one to talk, looking at you today, I thought you were one of your students!"

  "Cough cough, this isn't just a sudden whim, I didn't expect Song Jie's calligraphy skills to be so good too. If my son had half of her talent, I'd be satisfied."

  "What's the big deal? Just let Song Jie take care of your son more in the future, studying together will improve him. You used to say that your son was a mediocre person, but isn't he making progress now? Or is it that your method doesn't work?" Mother Zhang said with a smile."

  Zhang Fu knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare argue back, all he could do was pull at the corners of his mouth to reveal a pleading smile.

  Zhang Yang is now in his element, after being told by his parents to listen to Song Jie's words, he can only go east and not west, or go west and not east, and rush along the road to Song Jie's younger brother.

  Song Jie had a pretty good impression of Zhang Yang's parents, especially after hearing that they also owned a cosmetics company under their belt.

  Her magical potion has reached a bottleneck, and she has a premonition that if this bottleneck is broken, the subsequent research will be easy, so she needs to find a partner.

  She was worried about this issue just a short while ago, but unexpectedly found one that met the conditions. It's not that it will be settled now, but rather it still needs to be carefully examined later on, and then consider the character of the Zhang family.

  After all, one side can't represent everything, and it's not a good businessman's job to jump to conclusions easily. Song Jie positioned herself as a good businessman.

  Then Song Jie often went to Zhang Yang's house as a guest, and also invited Zhang Yang to her home as a guest. The two became extremely familiar with each other. Even Zhou Muya was jealous, always saying that Song Jie had forgotten about herself.

  Zhang Yang's grades soared like a rocket, and Le's parents couldn't stop talking about it, saying that he had made a good friend, and they valued Song Jie even more.

  When Song Jie was having a great time, her dusty and exhausted uncle Zhao Tong returned.

  This time he didn't make a mess like every time he went to Guangzhou, dressed in a suit and tie, looking very much like a successful person, bought gifts for everyone at home, even Zhao Juan's unborn child had one.

  Song Jie looked at such a big scene, could it be that the old man let him marry his own daughter? Looks like he's in a good mood.

  When she got a golden-haired blue-eyed doll in her hands, Song Jie's eyes widened in surprise. Did she really look that childish?

  The house was bustling with noise, Zhao Juan's family had also arrived, asking this and that, it was particularly lively, just like Chinese New Year. Zhao Tong was also smiling and responding, his facial expression was not out of place.

  Everyone is guessing in their hearts, will this trip south be successful?