Chuzheng did not refuse, and gave it to Yan Fu.

Father Yan was already prepared to be rejected. Before they wanted to get her schoolbags, she refused...

Father Yan took the things in Chuzheng's hands, and his whole person seemed to be suddenly infused with vitality, and his old face had energy.

"You sit... sit... I bought a new chair today, it's not dirty." Father Yan pointed to the chair in the room.

Chuzheng saw that the food was already on the table, but she did not refuse, she sat down with her new pants in her pocket.

"What are you doing in a daze? Bring the chicken broth."

"Hey."

The biological parents of the original owner have been cautious after the original owner returned.

Of course, they were not bad with that before, as long as they could do what they could.

Father Yan carried all Chuzheng's things into her room, and mother Yan brought the chicken soup right after she came out.

There was not much chicken soup, so I probably only bought half of it, and gave the chicken legs to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng never picks out what to eat. She glanced at the person on the other side, bowed her head and started to eat.

Seeing that she had eaten, both Yan father and Yan mother were relieved.

-

At the beginning of the evening, Zheng changed the things on the bed and took out the other daily necessities and put them away.

She glanced at the thing that hadn't moved next, took it out, and gave it to Father Yan in the living room.

Her face was cold and indifferent: "If you buy too much, I will use it for you."

"No, no need..." Father Yan waved his hand: "You keep it, you keep it for use, we don't..."

"Take it."

Father Yan froze and took it tremblingly for a long while.

"Put it on, I'll see it tomorrow." Chu Zheng dropped these words and returned to his room.

Father Yan: "..."

Yan's father didn't even know what Chuzheng bought, he knew he had never touched such a comfortable sheet in his life.

"Really want to change it? This is a lot of money..."

"She said that she will come to see it tomorrow..." Father Yan hesitated, and finally said, "Change it."

The two rustled out the sheets and duvets.

Although the house is broken, the soundproofing effect is not bad. Chu Zheng lay on the newly renewed bed, playing with the phone that the original owner had shut down for two days.

There was a message from the former classmate on the phone, asking her why she didn't go to school.

With such a big incident, the original owner is not in the mood to go to school.

The school classmates probably didn't know about this, but thought she didn't go to school because of something.

but……

It won't be long before the person she exchanged with her will spread the incident.

After Chuzheng got his cell phone, he lay down and got ready to go to bed, but...

There are so many cockroaches.

There is a cockroach den here!

The shadow of the original owner is not unreasonable! !

Chu Zheng sat up, and the silver thread came out of her wrist and stretched out to catch cockroaches.

Silver thread probably never thought that I would use it like this one day. It caught cockroaches fast and fiercely. When it returned to Chuzheng's wrist, there was no cockroach.

Chuzheng touched his wrist and lay back contentedly.

go to bed!

-

Chuzheng said he wanted to watch, so he stuck in his pocket early the next morning and slid to the door to watch.

When Yan Mu came out of the kitchen, she happened to see Chuzheng looking into the room.

"Breakfast is ready, do you eat some?"

Chuzheng turned around casually and took the steamed bun on the table.

Seeing that she was willing to eat, Yan Mu's expression became clear.

They just took the person back, and they didn't know what the child was really like, so Chuzheng kept his face cold, and neither Yan's father nor Yan's mother felt wrong.

Father Yan went out early in the morning, and Mother Yan also went out to work after dinner.

Chuzheng wanted to be paralyzed at home, but text messages kept coming in on the phone, and the original owner's deskmate asked her why she still didn't go to class.

Chu Zheng packed up and went out with his schoolbag.

At this time, most of the people have already left, and the doors of each house are closed tightly for those who go to work, and those who go to school.

When Chuzheng descended to the second floor, the house nearest the stairs suddenly opened the door, and the elderly man was pushed out and almost hit Chuzheng.

Chuzheng immediately returned to the upper floor.

Following the old man was a boy of about seventeen eighteenths. He raised his foot and kicked the old man.

The old man did not stand firmly and fell directly to the ground.

The boy still didn't let the old man go, stretched his feet and continued kicking, exhausting all his strength every time, as if the person in front of him had a deep hatred with him.

"Old immortal, if you want to be nosy, why don't you die!"

"What about the money? Where did you put the money?"

The boy looks very thin, his clothes look like hanging on his body, his face is not very good, and there is a strong blue and gray under his eyes.

He kicked and scolded, and the old man was kicked into speechless.

Chu Zheng weighed down his schoolbag and suddenly threw it towards the boy.

The schoolbag hit the boy's arm and interrupted his movement. He looked up and saw the man standing on the stairs.

The girl was carrying a pale pink schoolbag, standing in the gray stairwell with a beautiful posture, her eyes were cold, and she faintly exuded a sense of indifference and alienation, which was out of step with this building.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and then furious: "Who are you on the horse!"

The boy's response was the kicked foot. The boy was unprepared and was kicked and hit the back balcony.

"grass!"

The boy shouted angrily and rushed towards Chuzheng.

The two played in the narrow stairwell, where the boy was Chuzheng's opponent, he was rubbed on the ground in a few strokes.

"Don't fight, don't fight!!" The old man suddenly rushed over, guarding the boy in his arms, and glared at Chuzheng: "Where did the little girl come from? Who told you to beat my grandson?"

Chu Zheng: "???"

What the hell? !

Is it my fault again? !

The old man didn't care about being beaten by his grandson just now, with a look of concern: "Qianqiang, are you okay."

Qiangqiang was too painful to speak.

"Someone from your family...Stop, you are not allowed to go!!"

Chuzheng went downstairs a few steps, putting aside the sound behind.

"You see the bastard, it's not that I don't want to be a socialist successor, but reality does not allow it."

Who are all riding horses!

Is she helping or is it her fault?

It's all her fault!

If it weren't for good people, ghosts would be nosy!

【……】

King did not want to speak.

-

When Chuzheng arrived at school, he had already started classes.

But the original owner had asked for leave before, so the guard let her in.

Chuzheng didn't enter the class during class, but when it was over, he slowly walked into the classroom with his schoolbag.

"In the beginning."

At the same table, He Shan saw her and greeted her immediately.

"Why did you go, so many days off?"

Chuzheng hung his schoolbag on the chair: "Nothing."

He Shan frowned: "What happened to you in the beginning? Aren't you happy?"

He Shan and the original host junior high school are at the same table, and they have a thorough understanding of the original host. Chu Zheng is cold at this time, and she can definitely find something wrong.

"No."

He Shan: "..."

Your face is almost frozen, are you still upset? !