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Halfway through the game, the phone on the side kept ringing.

"Wait, answer the phone." Xu Zhu walked over to answer it.

"People in love are different. They can't even play ball in peace. Is it your little ancestor again?" Ji He put down the ball and walked to the side to drink water.

Xu Zhu spoke to the phone, and at the end he looked at him sideways.

Ji He was puzzled by his look and took another big sip of water, "What?"

"I'll call you later." Xu Zhu hung up the phone, walked to his side, and suddenly hit his chest, "Sure, provincial champion."

Hearing this, Ji He raised his eyebrows, vaguely guessed it, but his reaction was not so intense.

He was in the top two in the city in the mock exams, so this result was not surprising.

"Provincial champion in the college entrance examination." Xu Zhu said again, and then said, "Your parents should know the news, why didn't they call you?"

Such an honorable thing.

"My dad doesn't care about this." Ji He didn't show much excitement and walked to the court. "Go on, finish this game."

Xu Zhu thought about it and it was true. His father has been teaching graduating classes for so many years. He has produced several provincial champions and has now been promoted to vice principal. He should be numb.

After a while, Ji He's phone was bombarded.

First, it was grandpa and grandma, then Zhang Ruowan and Wei Dong. Ji Yang had no news for a long time, and he was still a little disappointed in his heart.

"Dad is not at home?" Ji He pretended to ask casually.

Everyone said that his father was great and a great teacher since he was a child. In order not to embarrass him, he studied very hard.

The score was within the estimated range, but he also wanted to praise, at least not to embarrass Ji Yang.

"Dad went to the city for a meeting. He just called back and said he was going out for dinner. Let's go and wait for him first." Zhang Ruowan's words were still very gentle.

"Well, I'll go back now." Ji He picked up his coat and walked out.

Evening.

A private room at the Xingchen Hotel in the city.

Ji He tried to act indifferent, but he was actually very nervous. He had been praised a lot since he was a child, but Ji Yang rarely praised him.

"Good brother, drink some juice." Ji Xin poured him orange juice with a smile on her face and pride in her eyes.

"Xin Xin, call Brother Wei and ask him if he is free to have dinner, and ask him and his family to come over." Zhang Ruowan said.

Wei Dong got married this year, and married a college classmate. They just gave birth to a daughter at the beginning of the year. The couple lives a loving and harmonious life, and they have always been very close.

"Okay." Ji Xin was obedient and picked up the phone to call Wei Dong.

Ji Yang pushed the door open at this time.

He was wearing a black suit and holding a briefcase. He looked gentle and elegant, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

After teaching for many years and being a school leader, his behavior has attracted much attention. He also changed his casual temperament to avoid being criticized.

He walked over and patted Ji He on the shoulder as he passed by him. "Not bad, you are good at winning face for me. The principal called me today and kept praising you. He also said that being able to teach does not necessarily mean being great. Being able to teach other people's children well and your own children well is great."

"I am ashamed that I didn't teach you much."

Ji He was a little shy and scratched his hair. "Actually, I did teach you. Dad is also very busy."

"How could I not teach you? He He was brought up by his father when he was a child. Even though he rarely took extra classes, you still spent a lot of effort on cultivating his behavior and habits." Zhang Ruowan smiled and continued.

"Your mother still worries more about you." Ji Yang shook his head to deny.

"I think both my parents have contributed equally. I love my parents the most." Ji Xin sat down and said this sweetly, which made everyone laugh.

Ji He looked at the happy atmosphere and the proud affirmation of his parents, and the young man's little vanity was greatly satisfied.

Chapter 363 Extra: Wanwan from the previous life came to the present world (1)

"Cough cough."

Zhang Ruowan bent over, her throat dry and itchy. She continued to cough several times, and her head felt dizzy and swollen. She felt weak all over.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling above, motionless, with a blank look in her eyes.

Thinking back carefully over the past year and a half, it was like a nightmare to her.

She had high hopes of marrying Ji Yang, but encountered cold violence after marriage, cheating, miscarriage, being rejected, divorce...

I don't know if it was to punish her for having a smooth life in the first twenty years, and then she had to suffer such misfortune in the second half of her life.

As a result, her parents fell seriously ill, and she also lay in bed sick, living in a daze, wanting to commit suicide.

It's not that she didn't consider her parents, but it was too difficult to live. She couldn't cheer up, felt sick, and was in an ice cellar all the time, in a very numb state.

The doctor said she had a tendency to depression and needed to take medicine to control it.

As soon as Zhang Ruowan closed her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

Ji Yang, Ji Yang, why do you do this to me?

I don’t know how long I lay there, there was a faint sound outside the door, and then the door was opened and someone walked in.

The voice of a child?

She felt that she was hallucinating.

It must be Zhang’s father and mother who came back. They would hold her hands, their eyes were red, and they would secretly wipe tears from time to time.

Zhang Ruowan’s heart was so heavy that she couldn’t breathe. She felt that she was a burden.

She dragged down the whole family.

“I want a big plane, Dad, and a car.” Little Ji took off his cotton jacket and wore a yellow short-sleeved shirt with a black Superman painted on the front. He was holding a bag with two loofahs in his hand and walked clumsily to the kitchen.

"I'll buy it next time. I can't get it today. The loofah is on the table. I've eaten breakfast. The soy milk is in Dad's hand." Ji Yang held his seven-month-old daughter in one hand and handed over the other hand.

Little Ji put down the bag, walked over again, took the soy milk, and saw that there was only one cup. He raised his head and asked, "Where's Mom's?"

He was only four and a half years old, but he knew a lot.