Chapter 96 (1/2)

Jiang Xingchen gets up from a ten-square-meter bed every day, eats breakfast made by a star chef, and goes to school in a limited edition limousine.

However, Jiang Xingchen didn't think it was a big deal, because his classmates were the same.

Jiang Xingchen is ten years old and will soon be in fourth grade. He is the one with the best grades and popularity in the class.

The ten-year-old Jiang Xingchen has a lot of troubles, and it is not so easy to smirk, but the students seem to be a bit misunderstood, they call him ”Iceberg.”

Jiang Xingchen knows what an iceberg is and has seen it with his own eyes. He feels that there is a big difference between him and the iceberg. He argued reasonably when his classmate called this nickname, but it had no effect.

After class, the class immediately became lively. Jiang Xingchen took out a piece of paper to play Sudoku. Before two minutes, he was disturbed.

”Xingchen, can you help me look at this question? I don't know much.” His arm was poked with a neutral pen. It hurts. Jiang Xingchen turned his head, and at the same table immediately retracted the pen toward him. Laughed out a row of teeth.

The tiger teeth at the same table were worse. Jiang Xingchen looked at the missing tooth and thought. He lowered his head and looked at the book pushed to the same table: ”Which question?”

”That's it.” Jiang Xingchen looked at the math problem at the same table, very simple.

He picked up the pen and wrote the problem-solving process on the original Sudoku paper. He also learned to write as the teacher talked. When he finished speaking, he looked up, but found that both hands at the same table were holding his chin and didn't read the question.

”Are you going?” Jiang Xingchen asked a little unwillingly.

He nodded again and again at the same table, the ponytail flickered, and the crystal butterfly on his head was very beautiful: ”Huh.”

Jiang Xingchen knows that the same table is telling lies, because next time she will ask him with a very simple question. He turned his head and looked at the book and thought: Is this the same table as the mother's countless learnings?

But he didn't figure out the answer, because other classmates also came and asked a lot of simple questions.

Jiang Xingchen asked about class, and once again wasted precious rest time, he held his chin and looked at the blackboard, feeling heavy.

Are the girls a bit stupid? Then he still doesn't want his mother to have a sister.

It ended a day of school life, but Jiang Xingchen did not relax.

He returned home, changed his clothes, and entered the practice room.

This room is dedicated to him, and there will be martial arts teachers to teach him Sanda every Monday and Wednesday. The mother said that the boys should be a little bit better, otherwise they would be easily bullied. Jiang Xingchen deeply felt that the little men in the last row of the class were often bullied by others.

After practicing Sanda for two hours, the teacher praised his mother after he left. The mother was very happy and gave her uncle a bag of tea.

Jiang Xingchen felt that his mother had been cheated by his teacher. He can't beat the teacher until now. What could be so powerful? But it's useless to say this, and my mother won't believe it. I will listen to the teacher next time.

He sighed again: Woman, it's easy to be cheated.

There were only two people at the table during the meal, and Dad was not there.

This is the tenth day that Dad is not at home. Jiang Xingchen wondered if his parents' relationship was out of order. When the classmates said that their parents didn't live together, they quarreled and might divorce.

The thought of Mom and Dad's divorce, Jiang Xingchen was very sad, and felt that it was a very difficult question to choose with.

However, considering that girls are more vulnerable and cry, Jiang Xingchen still tends to talk to his mother. After all, he is a man, and he wants to protect the girls at home.

He clamped a piece of fish like on TV, cleaned the thorns inside, and clamped the rotten fish into the mother's bowl. He assured: ”Mom, don't worry, you will divorce your father and I will definitely follow you.”

After that, a fierce voice outside the restaurant asked, ”Who said that my mother and you were divorced?”

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Jiang Xingchen was beaten by his dad. His **** was terribly painful, but his heart was very comfortable: Since dad is so angry, then they will definitely not divorce?

Sure enough, many days later, Dad went home on time every day, Jiang Xingchen let go of his lost heart, but the dead party said that he thought it was too good.

”Their adults are willing to divorce a lot. My mother said that the reason for not divorcing is because of the division of property. At that time, I have to give my dad a lot of money.” I only gave my dad ten thousand yuan for living expenses, not as much as mine. ”

”That's it ...” Jiang Xingchen gained insights and retorted: ”But my dad is rich, so he doesn't need to pay for living expenses.”

”What about your mother?”

”My mother also has money.” A while back, I also heard my mother say that she wanted to celebrate the activities of a hundred stores, and his pocket money was more than his mother gave.

”It's hard to do.” The dead party scratched his hair and scratched his head with gray. Jiang Xingchen saw it and moved aside.

”Anyway, they're fine without divorce. My dad said that he would take me to Antarctica for the winter vacation.”

”Is this good?” The dad ’s father only has 10,000 pocket money each month. He usually also asks his son to fight Qiu Feng. He heard Jiang Xingchen say that he did n’t know how envious he was. ”My mom said he would buy me the latest game console this week.”

”My mom bought it for me and played games with me.”

Dad and Mom failed again, the dead party was very sad, and he ignored the basketball, and Jiang Xingchen followed him. He had other friends anyway.

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