"Do you like this gift?" Chen Huihong asked with a smile.
Qin Huai nodded very honestly: "I like it."
Of course I like it. The annual tuition for Shuanghai High School is 600,000 yuan. Chen Huihong’s gift is equivalent to directly sending a check of 1.8 million yuan to Qin Huai for fixed consumption.
Not to mention the follow-up after-sales service for sponsoring studies abroad. Qin Huai decided to supervise Qin Luo's studies in the next three years, so that he could study abroad at an expensive rate and make a lot of money.
This is the closest Qin Luo has come to his own golden house in the book in his life.
"I'm curious, will my gift appear directly in your illustration panel?" Chen Huihong asked.
When Chen Huihong asked, Qin Huai was also a little curious and directly clicked on the game panel to check.
Name: Chen Huihong
Species: White?
Status: Awakened
Dreamland:3/3
Recipe: bark, fermented rice steamed buns, sophora flower steamed buns, longevity noodles (click to view details)
Gift: Recommended quota for Shuanghai High School’s talented students × 1
It actually shows!
The game system is personally authenticated and authentic.
"Yes." Qin Huai nodded affirmatively, "I will make up a reason and tell my parents later, and Luo Luo will probably be able to register when school starts."
"Sister Hong, are there any precautions for studying in an international high school?" Qin Huai asked sincerely.
He really didn't know that with the financial conditions of his old Qin family, no one in his family could afford to attend such an expensive high school.
Chen Huihong thought for a while and sincerely suggested: "Don't go to Germany to study."
The exchange between the two is basically over.
Qin Huai wanted to go back and make some snacks. He got up and was about to go back to work. Suddenly he remembered another thing and stopped to ask.
"Sister Hong, there is one more thing I want to ask you about."
"Didn't I tell you that I have a system, and all the memories I obtain are obtained by completing side tasks or main tasks? To be honest, I still have a side task, which belongs to Grandpa Luo Junluo. I am
Can’t we infer from this that he is also a spirit?”
Chen Huihong thought carefully for a while after hearing what Qin Huai said, and then shook her head decisively: "I don't know."
Qin Huai: ...No, why don’t you grass and tree monsters know anything?
Are you messing around like this?
"It's like this. Even if I wake up now, it can't change the fact that I am a human being. Even when I was going through tribulation in my first life, I could only recognize at a glance the same kind of people who were also going through tribulation in my first life, let alone
Now I am in my last life."
"Of course, it's also possible that it's because our grass, tree, and monster abilities are relatively poor in all aspects, and our identification skills are also relatively poor. The powerful first-generation Tribulation-crossing kindred should be able to recognize me at a glance now."
"Oh, by the way, I have also heard of a saying." Chen Huihong added, "When we spirits go through the tribulation to the last life, out of instinct to save ourselves, spirits and spirits will attract each other and meet each other unconsciously."
"I have never believed this statement. In my first life, I was in the human world for 7 years, and I could only recognize one of the same kind. The possibility of encountering them is too low."
"But since I can wake up, there may be some basis for this statement. Maybe there are really many similar people around me, but I just can't recognize them."
Qin Huai made a reasonable deduction. His game illustration is 1/12, which means there are 11 more...
There are a lot of monsters around here.
The ecology of your Shan Hai Jing is quite good.
"Then Luo Jun, Grandpa Luo..." Qin Huai thinks that Luo Jun is most likely to be the one.
"I can test it for you." Chen Huihong said, "Isn't he coming to the cafeteria to drink tangerine peel tea tomorrow? I will find an opportunity to test it for you tomorrow. After all, I have a good relationship with him."
Qin Huai thinks this is okay: "Then I'll leave it to you. I haven't finished making the snacks in the kitchen yet. I'm going to go down and make the snacks first."
Chen Huihong nodded and reminded: "Don't forget to make fermented steamed buns in the afternoon. I promised my brother to bring two bags. By the way, for the chicken noodle soup in the evening, just make normal noodles. Huihui's birthday is June 28th.
After that, let’s wait until her birthday next year before letting her eat longevity noodles.”
"Okay." Qin Huai nodded. There was no difference between normal chicken noodle soup and longevity to him. He couldn't get the buff anyway, so whatever he practiced was just practice.
When Qin Huai went downstairs, Chen Huihong sat on the second floor and watched him go down.
When Qin Huai returned to the kitchen, Qin Congwen was still chopping meat.
"Dad, it's already past 11 o'clock, why haven't you gone back to bed yet?" Qin Huai asked in surprise.
Qin Congwen yawned and chopped meat, rubbing his eyes: "It's not about Luoluo High School. Just now the school's admissions office called your mother and said that Luoluo's high school entrance examination results were too low and he had to pay more. Your mother was not happy to tell you on the phone.
The people from the admissions office are quarreling."
"I'm waiting for your mother, and I'm going to chop some meat. Huaihuai, I've put the ingredients for you to make sesame pancakes over there."
Qin Huai walked towards the direction pointed by Qin Congwen, took the materials back, looked at the dough and started kneading: "I have a good one here about Luoluo High School..."
Before Qin Huai finished speaking, Zhao Rong walked into the kitchen angrily.
"What the hell? Does he think it's a very good school? Will a good school admit our family, Luoluo? Didn't our family, Luoluo, only pass two subjects in the high school entrance examination? Luoluo's grades are too bad, so we have to pay more.
Did he pay more? The annual tuition of 60,000 yuan, he has basically doubled it! The lion is so open-minded, it is nothing."
"Where's Luoluo? Qin Luo! How did you pass the high school entrance examination? You at least passed one more subject, why didn't you pass the Chinese language?!"
With Zhao Rong's roar, Qin Huai knew that the volcano was erupting.
If he didn't say anything at this time, Qin Luo would be beaten.
Although I deserved a beating for my high school entrance examination, it was indeed a little late.
"Mom, it's okay. If you don't go to that school, I won't go. I have a better school here." Qin Huai said loudly, and Chen Huihong's younger brother donated a large sum of money to Shuanghai High School to create an extra quota for students with special talents. Now this quota
Tell Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen the good news that broke our family.
Zhao Rong was stunned by this pie.
She wasn't even angry about why Qin Luo failed the Chinese language exam.
"Director Chen and his brother don't want this special student quota, so why do they still donate this money?" Zhao Rong was confused.
"That's what rich people are like. They donate money to make their daughters feel more comfortable in school and improve the campus environment. The places for students with special talents are given incidentally." Qin Huai said that you should ignore the affairs of rich people. "Then think about it.
Huihui’s uncle was defrauded out of 200,000 yuan, so it’s normal that she likes to donate money to the school.”
Zhao Rong and Qin Congwen were convinced instantly.
"But... I remember that the tuition fee for that double high school was 600,000 yuan a year. Our family didn't have to pay to go to school. Tuition and miscellaneous fees were also free. Isn't this a bit too much of a favor?"
"Mom, you don't have to worry about this. Our cafeteria is open here anyway, and Sister Hong and Huihui's uncle like to eat the snacks in our cafeteria. From now on, they will eat our snacks for free, and they will eat them for the rest of their lives.
Favors can always be repaid."
Zhao Rong was convinced again.
Zhao Rong looked at Qin Huai with red eyes.
What a good son, so considerate and sensible.
Think about Qin Luo again.
Zhao Rong took a deep breath.
No, this needs a beating.
Chapter completed!