Chapter 445 Cannon fodder stepsister doesn’t want to die (2)
"It is not mentioned in the plot, but it can be seen from the hidden plot that these two people have known each other since they were young. They were childhood sweethearts. Later, after they got married and married, they were widowed one after another. When they met again, they got together to live together. They have a certain emotional foundation. But it’s definitely not to interfere and destroy the family.”
"The original owner has only two regrets. One was not admitted to a good university, and the other was not cured of her mother's disease. So one of your tasks is to get admitted to university and cure Mao Fang's disease. There is also another task..."
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"This is already two tasks."
"Things that come easily are not difficult for you."
"The second mission is related to Jiang Ci. His eyes are also related to the original owner. The reason why he was blind is because the person who hit him on the day of the car accident was the original owner's father.
That day, the original owner had a fever of more than 40 degrees. Her biological father drove too hard in a hurry and hit the car taking Jiang Ci to and from school. Her father was blind without Jiang Ci. You have to pay this debt. ”
"Even if dad is gone, the debt can't be paid off?"
Little Pudding sounded serious.
"Dad is gone. He brought it on himself because of his illegal driving, but Jiang Ci's eyes are innocent. The father's debt must be paid by the son, and you must be compensated."
Jiang Lai lay lazily with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Compensate? How to compensate? Cut off my eyes and give them to him?"
"It doesn't have to be so extreme. Just try to make amends as much as possible and then obtain his forgiveness."
Jiang Lai frowned.
"This kid wants to kill me, do I have to compensate him? Are you afraid that he won't have the strength to kill me?"
"What do you mean by that...you, stop thinking about good things, just lie down and rest and think about how to do the task."
Jiang Lai sorted it out.
Three tasks: get into college, save Mao Fang, and compensate Jiang.
The first two are easy to handle, but the last one is a bit of a headache.
Jiang Ci in the plot is a lunatic. He crazily criticizes geniuses and even his own father can destroy him with his own hands. If he knew that his left eye was blind because of him, he would definitely want to kill himself sooner.
But she doesn't like to look for trouble in the future. The world has just begun, modern society is very beautiful, and it's still the student days that she has almost forgotten.
But soon Jiang Lai became a little troubled again.
Because the original owner was already in the second semester of high school, and the training for the unified examination was about to begin, the original owner was good at playing piano, dancing and reciting, but it had nothing to do with Jiang Lai.
Just because she inherited the memory of the original owner does not mean that she can also inherit the artistic level of the original owner.
This kind of thing cannot be achieved quickly. Jiang Lai has no artistic background. If he continues to pursue the path of art student, it is very likely to hinder the original owner.
"What are you thinking about?"
Mao Fang opened the door and came in at this time and saw her daughter sitting on the bed motionless and staring at the black screen TV in front of her.
Jiang Lai's eyes moved and he looked at Mao Fang.
She is indeed beautiful. Even though she is in her forties, she still looks like she is in her early thirties. The original owner inherited her beauty, with deep and delicate facial features, especially her big eyes with long eyelashes and thick curls, which makes her look a bit like a mixed race.
Jiang Lai was staring at himself on the screen.
"Mom, I don't want to be an art student."
"Ah? What did you say?"
"I said, I want to focus on cultural courses. I don't want to be an art student. I want to be a doctor."
"..."
Mao Fang looked at Jiang Lai worriedly.
"Daughter, my mother's IQ is not high. Your looks and brains are just like hers. Let's recognize the reality and use our strengths to make up for our weaknesses, shall we? Don't think about useless things."
Jiang Lai stopped talking.
No matter how much you talk to her about this kind of thing, it's useless. Only when you get the results can you shut her mouth.
Indeed, with the original owner’s lower level of education, it was indeed a daydream to take the hospital exam.
But the one thing Jiang Lai is best at in her life is studying. She is a professional when it comes to exams. In the 1980s, she was able to stand out from millions of candidates, and she is still the same now.
Now that he has made up his mind, time is money. Jiang Lai asked to be discharged from the hospital, not wanting to waste a single second.
The result of the hospital examination was that her right arm was slightly fractured, and she was sent back after putting a plaster on it.
When she got home, Mao Fang was about to ask Jiang Lai for sick leave, but Jiang Lai stopped her.
"No, I can go to school."
"You don't have your right arm, so why don't you use an ear to listen? Why are you wasting that time? Have a good rest at home. Mom will also take a few days off to accompany you."
"No, I still have my left hand."
"Come on...what's wrong with you? Don't be so scared, mom."
Early the next morning, Jiang Lai changed into his school uniform, put on his schoolbag and carried his injured right hand and waited at the door of his house early.
The schoolbag looked heavy. Mao Fang opened it curiously and saw that it was all filled with books.
Jiang Lai's high morale to study frightened Mao Fang. Is this the same Jiang Lai who only carried a small mirror and an air-cushion powder comb in his schoolbag?
"Mom, there is one more thing I need to tell you. I accidentally rolled down the stairs yesterday. It had nothing to do with Jiang Ci. After the fall, I suddenly felt that I am only a sophomore in high school and I still have unlimited possibilities. I To pursue my true dream!
Mom, do you believe me? ”
Mao Fang blinked, and after being stunned for a long time, he said something dryly.
"How about you go to the hospital with me again?"
"You are the one who needs to go to the hospital for a checkup. Haven't you been complaining about back pain and stomachache recently? Middle-aged women have fragile bodies and must not ignore some physical warnings. Go to the hospital for a checkup later. Don't let me worry."
When Mao Fang heard this, she felt moved and helpless.
How could this girl become so sensible after a fall? However, after Jing Jianglai reminded Mao Fang, she also remembered that she really needed to go to the hospital for a check-up. Anyway, she had taken leave, so she had nothing to do.
Jiang Zhensheng drove Jiang Lai to school. As the best aristocratic middle school in Z city, you can feel the school's style and heritage as soon as you arrive at the school gate.
Under the stone sculpture of the first principal who founded the school, Jiang Lai stepped forward and took a serious look, then walked towards the teaching building carrying a heavy schoolbag.
The teaching building for art students is in front of the teaching building for liberal arts students. As soon as I stepped into the class door, I heard a soft and gentle female voice coming from the radio. As soon as this voice rang, the boys who were noisy in the class immediately calmed down, their expressions were serious and enjoying themselves. Listen.
As an outstanding art student, Jiang Lai sat by the window. She put down her schoolbag and took out the heavy textbooks inside. Basically, every one of them was as new as ever.
Because Jiang Lai planned to study science, most of the books he brought were about mathematics, physics and chemistry.
"Yo Jiang, what are you doing here? Are you building a wall and playing with it?"
Tang Song, who is also an art student, likes to chat with Jiang Lai whenever he has nothing to do. As soon as he sat down, he saw Jiang Lai's hanging arm and asked with a smile.
"What's wrong? Tell me who hit you, and I'll take it out on you!"
Without raising his head, Jiang Lai opened a book of Mathematics 53, took a pen in his left hand and lowered his head to start writing questions.
Tang and Song couldn't hold back their laughter when they saw this.
"Stop pretending. It's okay to pretend in front of others. Why are you pretending in front of me? I don't know what your level is?" (End of Chapter)