Generally speaking, the longer the history of the school, the better the teachers and background.
There are the best teachers and teaching environment in the city, and of course the school has existed for a long time. And the house near the school… existed for a long time.
When Jiang Xing came to see the house, he didn’t like it, but in the end there was no better choice, so he could only buy it with his teeth.
Facing Jiang Xiumei’s suspicious look, Jiang Xing said bitterly: “Mom, I swear, really, I will buy this house. You don’t know, it is not this house that is worth the money, it is the land under our feet!”
“Look, the south is the best kindergarten in the city, and the north is the best elementary school in the city. No one street is the No. 1 Middle School. If Xiaoman is striving, he can finish school here! How good is this? , Isn’t this the blessing that Meng’s mother was unable to move to the third capital? This place, wow, is a blessed land, it’s really great! I myself want to have a child here and let him go to school here.”
While talking, Jiang Xing was about to cry.
After explaining to Jiang Xiumei what a school district room is, Jiang Xiumei believed him.
The mother and the son looked at each other with tears in their eyes again.
Jiang Xiumei couldn’t beat it even if she wanted to fight, let alone hold Jiang Xiaoman to sigh.
“It’s okay.” Jiang Xiaoman’s optimistic character was largely influenced by Jiang Xiumei’s ears, and Jiang Xiumei quickly comforted herself, “The money is gone… you can earn more, but you can’t wait for the children to go to school. Teacher Tang said, This child was enlightened early and he was very clever. He will definitely be able to make a big difference when he teaches well. At the beginning, your sister suffered a lot because of her studies. Now that the conditions are available, she can’t be wronged.”
Jiang Xing cried and nodded.
Jiang Xiumei looked at the courtyard like the countryside, sighed and sighed, then looked towards the corner and said, “There is still a pigsty open there. I think I can pick up the flowers when I have time. I’m just going to be here. When you come to the city, you still have to raise pigs.”
“…No, no mom,” Jiang Xing yelled out of nowhere. “You don’t know that Huahua’s loud voice, howling in the middle of the night, we will be scolded by our neighbors.”
Jiang Xiumei thought for a while, and felt that even if she took Huahua, she hadn’t gone to hogweed in the city now, so she had no choice but to rest her mind.
Among the three, Jiang Xiaoman was the most excited. She didn’t think there was anything wrong with this house.
She even felt that her uncle was right, that this room really looked exactly like the home!
The ground is quite spacious. Although it is a bit broken and a bit old, Jiang Xiaoman is a child who can endure hardships, and she doesn’t find it unbearable.
Besides, the original house in the family is… quite dilapidated.
Jiang Xiaoman happily helped the sloping grape racks in the yard, and planned to go to his uncle to plant a rack of grapes in the yard in the future. She could pick and eat when she was hungry.
With her small arms and legs, Jiang Xiumei was afraid of hitting her, so she pushed her aside and took the shelf to help her up.
There is no mess in the room, but there is still a certain gap from check-in.
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Little One Tears the Villain's Script
Humor**NOT MINE. FOR READING OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY*** Jiang Xiaoman was bound to a system when she was three years old. The system told her that she was the lost daughter of a wealthy family assigned to play the cannon fodder in this script. The fake dau...
