The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 508: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (47)

Su Yanqing happened to catch a glimpse of this scene. He knew very well that he had to say something at this moment, otherwise the atmosphere on the scene would be completely out of control.

So he quickly said, "Lianxin! Don't worry about your brother. He is actually no different from you."

At this point, Su Yanqing can only comfort Cao Lianxin's wounded heart by exposing Cao Shixun's true nature as a poor student.

"Really?" After hearing this, the sad expression on Cao Lianxin's face seemed to ease a little, but she still asked half-doubtfully.

However, at this moment, another person - their mother Wu Wenyue was completely broken.

She forced a smile and said, "Yanqing! You are still young and don't understand many things. Grades cannot represent a person's entire life."

Wu Wenyue tried to maintain the last bit of dignity and continued, "A child like our Shixun can still enter a military academy for further study in the future even if his academic performance is not satisfactory; as for Lianxin! When she reaches the right age to marry, it will be enough for her to find a good husband."

Alas, it seems that I, the person responsible for adjusting the atmosphere, will have to bear the blame again.

However, Su Yanqing did not feel too sad, because he knew his aunt very well and knew that she was a person who cared a lot about face.

Even though she said it so righteously now, when her children's report cards were presented to their uncle, they cried loudly...

Su Yanqing had witnessed this kind of scene many times with his own eyes!

At this time, Su Xiangran and Song Chengjing had already walked to a corner and naturally did not see this scene.

Because their brother didn't catch up, the two of them waited here.

Su Xiangran let go of the other person's hand and said to Song Chengjing with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Song. Although I am a child, I really don't like these small pastries, but my cousin always gives them to me, so I can't refuse."

It’s not that Su Xiangran doesn’t know how to eat cake, but because the cakes of this period had not been modified into Chinese style, the taste was too sweet for her.

Like many Chinese people, Su Xiangran thinks that the best evaluation of desserts is that they are not sweet.

Song Chengjing touched Su Xiangran's hair, took her hand again and said, "You can tell him that you don't like cake. In fact, Cao Shixun just looks unreasonable."

"Really?" Su Xiangran was distressed. "I told him about this, but he didn't believe me and just thought I was being polite."

"Then I'll talk to him next time!" Song Chengjing thought to himself, "I'll tell him in person that you don't like these little cakes. After all, I have my own arguments that can convince him, but it may take some effort."

"Really?" Su Xiangran was overjoyed when she heard this. She grabbed Song Chengjing's hands tightly and responded excitedly, "Then I am so grateful to you, Brother Song!"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I have conditions." Seeing this, Song Chengjing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile.

At the same time, he stretched out his other hand and gently scratched the tip of Su Xiangran's small and delicate nose, and said softly, "If I really succeed in doing this, then from now on, you have to call me 'Brother Ajing'."

Although this body is only six years old now, Su Xiangran actually has the soul of an adult with a mature mind.

When she met Song Chengjing's smiling eyes, her cheeks flushed like the sunset glow. She was so shy that she quickly lowered her head and replied in a whisper, "Yeah!"

Afterwards, the two continued chatting for a while, but there was no sign of the other two catching up.

Fearing unexpected situations, they finally had to give up their original plan to buy pear syrup candy and turned back in the direction they came from to look for the two people who had fallen behind.

Just after walking a few steps back, Su Xiangran saw her brother Su Yanqing being scolded.

When she heard her aunt Wu Wenyue's remarks, she disagreed in her heart. No matter what era it was, good academic performance should not be a reason to be ridiculed.

Wu Wenyue simply relied on her uncle Cao Ce's position as military commander and felt that her son Cao Shixun didn't need to work hard.

But in this era, anyone can be replaced at any time. Even if Cao Ce now has a large army, it is only temporary. This era of war will eventually pass.

Warlords big and small will be wiped out in this era of change. Whether they can survive to the end depends not only on luck, but also on knowledge and brains.

In fact, Su Xiangran saw very clearly that her brother Su Yanqing was an academic talent, and Song Chengjing's family was in politics, so he would most likely follow this path.

Only cousin Cho Se-hun might join the army in the future. For soldiers, this is an era to defend their country and establish immortal merits, but all this is accompanied by sacrifice.

The original owner in her previous life did not live past the age of twenty, so she did not know the final outcome of these three people.