The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

He Wenjing was raised by his grandfather, and his uncle is one of his few relatives.

Man Yue is now facing a problem, that is the identity she created in front of He Wenjing, a sunny elementary school girl who is sixteen years old, the right age as him, and who skipped two grades to save the tuition for her two sons.

But the person opposite now is their uncle who they have always kept in touch with. She doesn't know whether He Wenjing has mentioned her in front of him. If he hasn't, everyone will be happy. If he has... then she can only shamelessly say it is a coincidence.

"People? Where are the people?"

Duan Zhou's warm heart is still slightly inferior to his love-brainedness, because the first thing he saw was not the sick and dying man, but the goddess Sister Zhizhi opposite him.

Man Yue was so disappointed with his friend that she opened her mouth and bit his thigh, then ran towards the pavilion with her short legs.

Duan Zhou screamed like a bitten pig, and then watched the child in overalls and pigtails swaying on the back of his head run away.

"Alright! You even bit my godfather. Let me see how I'll take revenge on you when I catch you."

Thus, an unknown 50-meter 'marathon' appeared under the scorching sun.

The pavilion was the end point, and Man Yue and Shen Zhizhi were the starting points, heading towards that direction respectively. Behind Man Yue, there were two little tails following.

The system played "I Believe" in her mind: "Host, although your legs are short, your spirit is not short. You are focused on tomorrow. This is a race against life. I believe you will be the one who succeeds and get ahead of the heroine..."

"Got you."

One step away, Man Yue reached out to touch the medicine bottle that had rolled to the ground, but the next second, Duan Zhou Yi pulled her back.

The music stopped abruptly. It hurt! It hurt so much!

Sure enough, men only affect her progress.

She just watched Shen Zhizhi pick up the medicine bottle and feed it into the man's mouth.

Duan Zhou exclaimed in an infuriating voice, "Ah! There really is someone there!"

He put Man Yue down and asked, "What happened?"

After Shen Zhizhi fed the man the medicine, he gradually recovered.

Shen Zhizhi: "Are you okay? Do you need an ambulance?"

The man waved his hand: "Thank you, little girl."

Duan Zhou helped the man up and said, "I didn't believe Man Yue when she said she saw someone. I didn't expect her eyesight to be quite good."

He reached out to touch Man Yue's head, but Man Yue moved away because she didn't want to talk to him.

Shen Zhizhi naturally noticed Man Yue as well. When Duan Zhou mentioned it again, she became inexplicably alert.

If she had been a step slower just now, she might not have been able to connect with Uncle He Wenjing.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with the child Man Yue, just as Jiang Feng said she owed her in her previous life.

Uncle He, who was already fine, listened to them talking. When he heard the name Man Yue, he looked at the child twice more and then turned his attention to her:

"Man Yue? That name sounds strangely familiar."

The middle-aged man had a compassionate face and a particularly kind smile: "My nephew has a friend with this name."

The full moon looked as if it had been struck by lightning.

Duan Zhou: "That's quite a coincidence, maybe it really is our child."

Man Yue wanted to rip his mouth off.

Uncle He thought about it and said, "That's unlikely. My nephew is sixteen, and his friend is also sixteen. It must be just a coincidence."

"Your nephew!" When mentioning He Wenjing, Shen Zhizhi suddenly interrupted excitedly, causing her uncle to look at her in surprise.

Shen Zhizhi: "I mean, it's quite a coincidence, but where is your nephew now?"

Whether in the previous life or this life, Shen Zhizhi didn't know in which country He Wenjing was receiving treatment at this stage. It wasn't that she hadn't asked, but He Wenjing never wanted to mention it to her.

Now that it was mentioned, she couldn't help but lose control.

Uncle He was puzzled for two seconds and said, "Ah!" "He is abroad now, busy with his studies."

Shen Zhizhi continued to ask: "Which country?"

Uncle He became alert: "Miss Shen, what are you doing..."

Duan Zhou immediately tried to smooth things over: "She's just very curious, don't mind it. But it's such a coincidence that your nephew's friend has the same name as our child!"

As they talked, the topic slowly turned to Man Yue. Perhaps because his nephew had mentioned the name, Uncle He naturally became more friendly towards Man Yue.

Shen Zhizhi was subconsciously ignored. Although she felt a little unbalanced, she could do nothing about it.

This unexpected encounter ended successfully only when Uncle He's assistant came to pick him up. Before leaving, he gave Shen Zhizhi and Man Yue a business card each.

Man Yue looked at him carefully and saw the Director of the Provincial Department of Education, Li Ye.

Duan Zhou: "Oh, he's a high-ranking official."

Department of Education. Jiang Feng’s other mission in coming to Dong City this time was to inquire about the establishment of the foundation by the Ministry of Education. They had finally met the person in charge.

"Who is that?"

On the other side, Jiang Feng noticed someone leaving the pavilion and asked.

The young monk said, "Oh! Director Li, benefactor, what have you thought about what I just said? As long as you can accept confidentiality, we can do our best to meet your request."

Jiang Feng: "What about the education policy in East City?"

Little Monk: "East City has a large population, and the province is also a populous province. Although the higher authorities attach great importance to education, it is inevitable that there is a problem of uneven distribution of resources, and the proportion is not small.

Many places are resource-starved, which leads to a lot of problems. I recently heard the Ministry of Education is setting up a foundation, and they're making preparations these days! Government funding is limited, and judging by this person's personality, I'm sure he'll be fleeced.

Jiang Feng, the victim, leaned against a tree trunk, its shadow swaying on his clothes. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

The young monk scratched his head. "Hey! This director comes here every six months. He's familiar with my master and always mentions things about this. But benefactor... we're talking about confidential matters now. You..."

Jiang Feng didn't listen and walked away.

Little novice monk: "Hey! Are you going to agree or not?"

June is a hot season for both Dongshi and the UK.

In a private hospital, a young man dressed in a hospital gown stood in front of the window, revealing half of his profile. The sunlight shone on his overly pale face, without bringing a trace of warmth.

Two birds were circling in the air. He looked out the window, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, but they couldn't hide his excessive coldness.

"You should take your medicine."

A nurse with a Western face spoke standard Chinese and carefully reminded the owner with a strange temper.

After all, this entire hospital is serving him alone. Not only do we have to speak Chinese in front of him, but we also have to be careful of his sudden outbursts of emotion at all times.

He Wenjing looked up and said in a cold voice, "Get out."

The nurse left the medicine and gently closed the door.

The young man moved his eyes, walked over, picked up the prepared medicine in the box as usual, and swallowed it without changing his expression.

Bitterness spread in his mouth. He frowned, took a candy from the box beside the bed and put it in his mouth.

Her eyes unconsciously glanced at the phone that hadn't rung for a long time, and she pursed her lips.

The next second, the reminder sounded, and the boy's heart skipped a beat.

But when I picked it up, I saw a message from my uncle.

He clicked on it and said, "Xiao Jing, I checked the girl named Man Yue that you asked me to help sponsor last time, but I couldn't find anyone who meets the requirements you mentioned. Were you deceived?"