Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 24 - 21 Got another set of review materials for
Chapter 24: Chapter 21: Got another set of review materials for free
Chapter 24 -21: Got another set of review materials for free
“When your grandfather was alive, every time he saw me, he praised you. Every single time, he believed that you were a genius.”
At dinner time, Elder Yang mentioned Xie Yanhai with a sense of emotion. He was a talented and wise man, it’s just a pity that…
“Enough, Jiajia is very close to her brother-in-law, don’t always bring it up, it upsets the child.”
Shi Peixia stopped Elder Yang, then continued to put food into Song Jiawen’s bowl.
“Alright, alright, my fault, my fault, won’t mention it anymore.”
Elder Yang changed the subject and asked how Song Jiawen was doing at school? Was she accustomed to it? Why did she transfer to Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School instead of Experimental Middle School?
Shi Peixia now had something to say, “Jiajia was headhunted by No. 1 Middle School; they visited her several times because of her good grades.”
Upon hearing this, everyone at the dinner table was surprised and looked up, especially Yang Yi.
He looked at Song Jiawen in amazement. He had thought that his grandfather’s praise was just politeness, after all, who hadn’t been flattered by their older relatives as a child?
But if teachers from the city’s No. 1 Middle School went to a rural middle school to recruit… that meant she really had some genuine ability and knowledge.
“If I remember correctly, didn’t Jiajia skip a grade in junior high? She took the middle school exam in her second year and came out as the top scorer in the county, didn’t she?”
“That’s right, our Jiajia is naturally inclined towards studying. Here, have some fish, it’s good for the brain.”
Shi Peixia smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits, continuously serving Song Jiawen various dishes until her bowl was still full after eating for quite some time.
“Those are past achievements and don’t count for much.”
Song Jiawen ignored her own bowl and modestly said to Elder Yang, “Resources are limited in the countryside and the questions are relatively simple. Even as the top scorer, I can’t compare with the city students. Since coming to No. 1 Middle School, I’ve encountered a lot of new and innovative questions on exams I’ve never seen before. Overall, it’s been greatly beneficial.”
Elder Yang agreed wholeheartedly and turned to Yang Yi, asking, “Don’t you have study materials sent from Beicheng and Beijing? Do you have any spares? Give one set to Jiajia.”
Beicheng is the capital of Northern Province, and Yunzhou is part of Northern Province, but it can’t compare to Beicheng, which is the provincial capital, after all.
The study materials from Beijing are even more precious. Although the college entrance exam isn’t standardized, the questions are generally similar with not much difference.
The only difference is the admissions scoreline that corresponds to each province and city at the time of enrollment.
Upon hearing his grandfather’s words, Yang Yi instinctively wanted to refuse because the last remaining set of study materials had been promised to Fan Jingjing’s cousin, especially since part of it came from the high school affiliated with Beijing University and contained the essence of their material, which was quite precious.
As for the other set sent from Beicheng, his older brother was studying at Beicheng University; it was a summary of practice questions he had collected for him, also very important.
Though they could be photocopied, to give such quality materials to Song Jiawen…
Just as Yang Yi was about to say he didn’t have any left, he saw his grandmother looking up at him with a meaningful gaze, as if reminding him to think carefully before he spoke!
“They’re in my room, I’ll give them to her later.”
Shi Peixia turned her head with satisfaction and continued serving food to Song Jiawen.
Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, Song Jiawen didn’t feel she needed the materials so much, but Jiang Yan needed them, and so did the students of Jianghai Middle School.
So after she received the materials from Yang Yi, she sincerely thanked him.
Yang Yi’s gaze towards her was complex, and in the end, he woodenly replied with a “you’re welcome.”
The next morning, Song Jiawen got up at 6:30, washed up, grabbed her backpack, and headed downstairs.
Shi Peixia was sitting on the living room sofa, drinking from a water cup when she heard footsteps and turned around. To her surprise, she saw Song Jiawen and asked, “Why are you up so early? You finally get a day to rest, why not sleep in a bit?”
With a soft voice, Song Jiawen replied, “I’m used to it, I wake up when it’s time.”
In reality, because of the dreams she was having, her sleep had not been good. Sometimes she would wake up at five in the morning to go to the playground to run, which helped to alleviate the feeling of suffocation in her heart somewhat.
Last night, she had woken up in the middle of the night and only managed to go back to sleep after spending half an hour on the balcony in the cold breeze.
It was said that old people liked young ones who got up early, and Shi Peixia was no exception. She assumed Song Jiawen maintained such good habits due to her hard work in studying.
Feeling both reassured and distressed, she said, “You should balance work and rest in your studies; don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
Being recruited from a town middle school to Jianghai Middle School surely meant that the teachers had placed great expectations on Jiajia. And in order not to disappoint them, she must work very hard.
Unaware of Shi Peixia’s thoughts, Song Jiawen just nodded politely, “I understand, Auntie, I’ll be sure to rest.”
In fact, she spent more time resting each day than studying.
Noticing the backpack in her hands, Shi Peixia paused, “Do you have plans today? After breakfast, Auntie was thinking of taking you shopping.”
Although it had been a long time since she had gone shopping, Shi Peixia wanted to buy Song Jiawen a few suitable outfits. She hadn’t been able to buy anything previously, as the child was not with her. But now, with the child under her observation, she had to prepare such basic material things.
It was also that the clothes she wore were too plain, which she could not bear to see.
Her older sister never mentioned anything negative about Xie Jingying to her, but occasionally she would hear gripes from Yanhai’s wife, complaining that Xie Jingying and her husband showed favoritism and were not very kind to Jiajia.
In the past, when Xie Jingying was doing business in Yunzhou, she had gone over to help out and found her to be a clever and sensible person, most importantly having integrity.
Her sister did not want her to rely on the Shi family, and indeed, she had never sought help from them, even refusing it when her second brother wanted to offer it.
How could such a child be unkind to Jiajia? Shi Peixia wondered.
Was it merely because Jiajia had not turned out to be the son she had hoped for?
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“Auntie, I have plans with my classmates today,” Song Jiawen politely refused.
She knew that going shopping surely meant receiving gifts, and she could not accept them.
The money given by Xie Yanhai went untouched, let alone accepting anything from Shi Peixia.
Shi Peixia felt a bit disappointed, but she could understand that young people had their own social circles.
Song Jiawen had breakfast with Shi Peixia and then left, so by the time Yang Yi came downstairs, Song Jiawen was no longer there.
Fan Jingjing did not come to find Yang Yi last night, and she wasn’t foolish. She had noticed the disapproval of her by Mrs. Yang because of Song Jiawen. So before coming over today, she made sure to call Yang Yi first to find out that Song Jiawen had left, and then she came over.
“Mrs. Yang gets along well with that person’s grandmother?” Fan Jingjing opened the practice problems she had brought over and casually asked before getting started.
The “person” she was referring to was obviously Song Jiawen, but she did not know the full name, having only heard Mrs. Yang affectionately calling her by her nickname.
In her eyes, Mrs. Yang’s kindness towards that person was solely because of her grandmother.
Indeed—
“My grandmother was raised by Auntie, and my dad and the others respect Auntie a lot,” Yang Yi explained.
Fan Jingjing’s eyes flickered as she pretended not to understand and asked, “So, her transfer to Jianghai Middle School was also helped by Mrs. Yang? Why not transfer her to our school? If she were in the same class as you, it would be convenient for you to take care of her, wouldn’t it?”
