The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 558

After dinner at Zhu's house, Mingjing said goodbye to Grandma Zhu, and went to Tonghe Shengshi with Mingxin.

Mingxin will now have dinner at Zhujia, and then go to Tonghe Shengshi to accompany Mingti and Mingchen. Mingxin proposed to take them to Zhujia, but the two are unwilling. In addition, traveling between the two places, fortunately, when filming in the past, it was much more tiring than this, but now I am used to it.

"Going back to high school is like a dream. The classmates know that I am your senior sister and treat me very friendly. I am also in your favor."

Ming Xin, no, she should be called Ye Zhen, the real Ming Xin is not dead, she is just a wisp of dead soul occupying Ming Xin's body.

Maybe it's because the current life is too comfortable and happy, which often makes her feel unreal like a dream.

She often reminds herself that she is not Ming Xin, she is Ye Zhen.

Everything that belongs to her now should belong to Ming Xin.

If this was an extra gift from the gods who saw her die too unjustly, then she would gladly accept it, it was the most special and surprising gift.

Even if one day she leaves, there will be no regrets in this life.

Ming Jing has been silent ever since he heard about the senior sister, and said, "Don't think so much, live every moment well, if you have a clear conscience, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Every time I hear you speak, it's like being enlightened, suddenly enlightened."

Worrying about the unknown is worse than living every minute of the present, and worrying about the future is a kind of self-harm.

In short, the arrangement of fate has its own intentions.

When Ming Ti and Ming Chen saw Ming Jing, they happily hugged it and didn't let go.

"Second Sister, this is the first time you haven't accompanied us to celebrate the New Year. If you're not here, the New Year is meaningless." Ming Chen pouted and complained in his tone.

"Okay, your second sister just came back, let her have a good rest, you two go to do your homework."

Ye Zhen also found out how to take care of these two children.

The two obediently went back to their room to do their homework.

"Second Sister." The naughty Xiao Wu ran to Ming Jing and showed Ming Jing a paper lantern: "I made this myself and gave it to Second Sister."

The paper lantern is in the shape of a butterfly. It seems rough at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the details are very delicate. There are two small figures holding hands on it. The painting is very charming. Although the lines are simple, it is easy to see I can recognize Ming Jing and Xiao Wu.

Ming Jing smiled and touched Xiao Wu's head: "Xiao Wu is awesome, Second Sister likes it very much."

Han Suwen came out from the kitchen with two cups of tea and said, "This is Xiao Wu's handwork. The teacher said to give it to her most important person. She said it would be given to you without thinking."

Xiao Wu had a very sweet smile, with his head resting on Ming Jing's leg, like an obedient kitten.

After the new year, the little girl is five or six years old, and the little girl has grown taller, and her eyes are like crescent moons when she smiles.

Ye Zhen looked at Xiao Wu, then at Han Suwen, she didn't know Xiao Wu's background, she just felt that Xiao Wu and Sister Wen grew more and more alike, could this be called close to Zhu Zhechi?

"Second Sister." Ming Chen came out with a test paper, "This paper needs to be signed by the parents."

Ming Jing picked up the test paper and glanced at it. It was a math test paper, and a bright red 100 in the score column was particularly eye-catching.

The curly noodles are clean and tidy, and the handwriting is delicate and beautiful, not at all like the words that a ten-year-old girl can write.

Ye Zhen said with a smile: "Ming Chen is so smart, he managed to get full marks in the exam. Eldest sister is proud of you."

Der Spiegel taught these children very well.

Ming Chen just smiled, and put the pen into Ming Jing's hand.

"Second sister, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Ming Jing turned over the test paper and saw a flamboyant signature in the corner.

Ye Zhen glanced at it inadvertently, but suddenly, she was stunned, snatched the test paper from Ming Jing's hand, and stared fixedly at the signature.

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mingchen explained: "Every test paper will have the signature of the marking teacher. This Cen Ning is the math teacher in our class. He is not very good at teaching. I really don't know how our school recruits such a person. It must be because of the relationship... …”

Ming Jing glanced at her, Ming Chen quickly stopped talking.

I almost forgot, the second sister doesn't like her talking about people's right and wrong behind their backs.

"Eldest sister, why are you so excited, do you know Teacher Cen?" Sensitive Ming Chen has already noticed something wrong with Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen smiled, but the smile was a little pale, "I don't know, I just think I've heard this name somewhere before."

She returned the test paper to Mingjing.

Ming Jing picked up a pen, wrote his own name next to Cen Ning's, and handed the test paper to Ming Chen.

"Oh, by the way, there will be a parents' meeting next week. I wonder if the second sister has time? Why don't you go, eldest sister?"

Ming Chen blinked, his eyes fell on Ye Zhen's face.

Ye Zhen subconsciously said, "Okay, I'll go."

"Then it's settled, I'll let you know when the time comes." Ming Chen smiled playfully and ran away.

Soon Mingti also came out with the test paper for Mingjing to sign.

While signing, Ming Jing asked, "How is your teacher Cen doing?"

Ming Ti thought for a while and said: "It's okay, but I don't think the level is as high as that of the previous teacher. At first glance, he looks like the type of student who was just messing around in school. Although Teacher Cen's level is not very good, he has a good temper and is handsome. , there is no one in the class who doesn't like him."

Mingti took the test paper and left.

Ye Zhen smiled bitterly: "I thought I had let it go, but I just saw a similar signature and couldn't help but lose control."

Ming Jing patted her on the back, silent company is the best comfort.

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A cargo ship is sailing on the endless sea.

At night, a few stars are reflected on the sea surface, refracting jagged waves.

In the cargo hold on the first floor, there are piles of goods piled up like hills. A woman is nestled in the gap between the goods, looking at the undulating sea level in the distance through a palm-sized window.

The woman's face was pale, her eyes were tired, and her body was covered with a somewhat old blanket, which exuded a musty smell of decay, and the veins on the forehead of the woman who smelled so strong were throbbing violently.

The shadow in front of my eyes fell, and something fell from my arms.

Jiang Chunlan looked down, it was bread and milk.

She raised her eyes, looked at the woman in front of her, and said in a weak voice, "How long will it take to reach the shore?"

If this continues, she will be scrapped before reaching Jiangzhou.

Zheng Qing squatted down, tore open the bag of bread, and stuffed it into her hand: "Mrs. Jiang, who used to be so high, is now in such a downturn. It's really embarrassing."

The uncontrollable physical torture made Jiang Chunlan's will gradually wear down, and she didn't have the energy to care about the other party's ridicule, "I want to drink some hot water."

"Madam, we are running for our lives, not in your villa. It would be nice to have a stutter."

Jiang Chunlan looked at the bread with no appetite in his hand, closed his eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zheng Qing glanced at it, sneered, turned and left.

Jiang Chunlan fell asleep in a daze, half dreaming and half awake, she felt like a lone boat floating on the sea, the waves were beating her body, rising and falling with the waves.

Some images flashed alternately in her dream, with evil spirits chasing and biting her, she ran desperately, a hand stretched out from the ground, grabbed her ankle, and she suddenly fell to the ground.

She looked back, and the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost rushed up, and suddenly the ghost's face turned into Jiang Yu.

Jiang Chunlan screamed and opened her eyes suddenly.

The ship swayed, the wind and rain slapped the windows, and the sea in the night had a storm, and anxiety eroded consciousness little by little.

"Having a nightmare?"

Jiang Chunlan turned her head suddenly. Zheng Qing was sitting on a pile of tall goods, with one long leg drooping in the air and the other bent. Looking down at the moment, there was a sense of supercilious oppression.

There is only one light in Nuo Da's cargo hold, and the light is flickering at the moment, and the person reflected is as treacherous as a ghost.

Jiang Chunlan's heart shrank suddenly, and a chill lingered in her heart.

"Madam has so many lives in her hands, those people will look for you in their dreams, Madam, have you seen Ah Yu?"

"Shut up." Jiang Chunlan sounded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on suddenly, and her voice was filled with an exasperated hostility.

Zheng Qing's smile bloomed silently in the dark night.