As soon as these words came out, Mother Ye and Father Ye were stunned.

The two looked at each other in shock.

Their daughters disliked their occupations, and they could see that they also felt that they didn't have a decent job, which made their daughters humiliated. Her age is the most face-saving age.

What did Ke Qiqi say just now?

Is she going to go with her to sell steamed buns at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School?

With so many students of the same age in No. 1 Middle School, Qiqi is not afraid that they will know that she has a mother who sells buns? Not afraid of losing face?

The first reaction of the two was not gratification, but panic.

Xiaotang immediately said: "Yuanyuan, I have already made up a reason for you! You just said that you watched a movie about family love, and you were so moved that you deeply realized how ignorant you used to be, so you decided to Make a change, study hard every day and strive to be filial to your parents..."

Xiaotang is still offering advice, but Nan Yuan can't listen anymore.

She looked at Ye's father and Ye's mother in front of her, and explained, "My rebellious period has passed. I am sensible. I know that you have worked hard to earn money. I will study hard and help you more in the future."

This sentence was very light, and the tone was even a little dry, but it made Ye's father and Ye's eyes instantly sour.

How did you suddenly become so sensible?

However, it is good to be sensible.

Didn't they get up early, stay up late and work hard to earn tuition for Kiki?

Last time, the head teacher of the parent meeting said that if Qiqi worked hard, she could go to three universities.

They heard that the tuition fees of the three colleges are very expensive, so they want to make more money while doing it now.

Mother Ye wiped her eyes and said happily: "My family Qiqi will just study hard, and try to get three books. You don't have to worry about family affairs."

Nan Yuan's expression froze for a moment when she heard the word "three books".

Mother Ye is still nagging, "... Anyway, I don't need your help, there are fewer people than usual on weekends, I am completely busy by myself, and I leave early in the morning. At that time, Qiqi hadn't woken up yet, and I was still I don't know about you, you like to stay in bed the most..."

However, what Nan Yuan wanted to do was impossible.

In the end, even Mother Ye didn't stalk her, and promised to take her to No. 1 Middle School to sell buns the next day.

So the next day, some people who didn't want to eat in the cafeteria and came out to buy breakfast saw a beautiful little beauty beside the steamed bun stall.

The little beauty was wearing some old cropped jeans, a short blue and white T-shirt, and small white shoes. The soft short hair with ears set off her small and exquisite face, she was well-behaved and good-looking.

Mother Ye was used to selling steamed buns alone, so she didn't feel tired, but she was afraid of tiring her daughter, so she brought a small bench over.

At this time, Nan Yuan was sitting on the small bench, holding a small English word shorthand in her hand, and her small mouth moved twice from time to time, making people cute.

The stool is very small, and she is also a small one. It is very cute together.

The students who bought the steamed buns spread the word about a dozen, and it quickly spread.

I heard that the aunt who often sells steamed buns at the gate of the school brought a little beauty over here. It looks like they are about the same age, maybe even younger?

There are obviously many more people who come to buy buns, especially boys.

Xiaotang hummed: "They're all vulgar boys. As soon as I heard that there was a little beauty at the school gate, they swarmed to watch the fun."

Nan Yuan didn't care, "Everyone likes to watch the fun, it's normal. But, is my skin so good-looking? Their reaction makes me think Ye Siqi is a peerless beauty."

"No.1 Middle School is different from Xiangjiang Private High School. The best students in the city gather here, and the competition is very fierce. Therefore, whether boys or girls here, they are all learning madmen who focus on learning, and they are all rough. ."

So in this environment, of course, the beauties outside are more interesting.

The number of people buying buns increased, and Ye Mu was too busy. Nan Yuan put down the word book in her hand and went over to help her.

Mother Ye was in charge of packing the buns, and Nan Yuan was in charge of collecting and looking for money.

She is good at arithmetic, and her movements to find money are also very slippery.

The mother Ye next to her breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed until her mouth could not close.

"Auntie, is this your daughter? She looks about the same age as me. Does she also go to high school?" asked a girl who often came to buy buns.

Mother Ye didn't think about it too much, and she replied casually: "Yes, my daughter, she is a sophomore in high school and is in the fifth middle school."

As we all know, No. 5 High School is the worst among ordinary high schools. It can be a concentration camp for poor students. After all, high vocational students are also poor students with good skills, but No. 5 High School has no specialties. Moreover, the annual enrollment rate of the fifth middle school is also pitifully low.

Other high schools look at the number of people who have reached the line for one and two books, and five middle schools look at the number of people who have reached the line in two and three books. In No. 5 middle school, there are very few people who can be admitted to a university.

After the girl was stunned for a moment, she looked at Nanyuan and said with a smile, "Classmate, you have to work hard in No. 5 Middle School."

As expected of a student of No. 1 Middle School, his quality is very high. Even if he heard that the other party went to school in No. 5 Middle School, he did not show the contempt of Xueba for scumbags.

However, Nan Yuan still sensed a sense of superiority as a scholar from her.

The students of No. 1 Middle School can indeed be proud, and this sense of superiority will not disgust Nan Yuan.

But after that, someone deliberately found fault, which made her unhappy.

"Madam Boss, you sell three buns for one dollar, so what if you buy two? Is it three cents each? How about four?"

Mother Ye was about to answer when Nan Yuan took the lead and said lightly, "Two seven cents, four one three."

The girl nodded, "I want to bring a few buns for my classmates, only two for one, four for two, three for two, and five for the rest, please help me divide the money if it is convenient for you. ."

This is obviously to find fault. How can someone ask the boss to pack the buns separately and then calculate the money separately, can't you just go back and settle the account after one person pays?

Nan Yuan glanced at her, and said the corresponding number casually, without much thought.

"Classmate, you're really a student from No. 5 Middle School. I think you're pretty quick in mental arithmetic. Why don't you sign up for the Sudoku competition in high school, maybe you'll make it to the finals~" the girl said with a smile.

Her sister next to her suddenly burst out laughing, "Yes, yes, classmates, you can really go and see."

Nan Yuan shook her head slightly when she heard the word Sudoku.

Then she tilted her head, with a cold look on her cute little face, and whispered, "Okay."