MTL - Rebirth 80: Xueba’s Wife is a Little Sweet-Chapter 11 military coat

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  Chapter 11 Military Coat

   "There is still more than half a month before the final exam. Your academic performance can improve five places than before. I will help you cover the tuition for the second half of the semester."

   "I can do it." She is almost at the bottom now, and it's not difficult at all to advance five places.

   Seeing her quick answer without hesitation, Zhao Xianlai nodded with satisfaction and said, "If you can get into the top ten in your class in the second half of the semester, I can help you cover the tuition for high school together."

   "Thank you Uncle Zhao, I will try my best."

   She looked at Li Chunhua again, and assured her sincerely, "Aunt Li, don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."

   She doesn't want to cause family conflicts because of borrowing money.

Seeing that Shen Mianmian is so sensible, and knowing to take into account her thoughts, Li Chunhua felt a lot more comfortable in her heart, "Mianmian, as long as you can do it, I have no problem with this." Zhao Xianlai has already put the words out, no matter what, she also You can't hit your man in the face.

   "Thank you, Aunt Li." Shen Mianmian was very grateful from the bottom of her heart, "I haven't been to school for the past two days, and I have missed a lot of classes. I'll go back to read first."

   In their eyes, she was still a child, no amount of guarantees would be convincing. The only thing she could do was to read the book first.

"it is good."

   Auntie Li nodded, sent her out, and told her, "Go back and put on more clothes. It's cold now, and the injury isn't healed yet, so don't get cold and sick again."

"Um."

   Shen Mianmian nodded obediently, and when she reached the gate, she said again, "Auntie, go back to the house! It's cold outside."

After   , she was about to leave, but was stopped.

"Wait a moment."

   "Congratulations..."

   Looking at the man who strode out, Shen Mianmian opened his mouth, but didn't know what to call him.

   Seemed to see her embarrassment, He Nan reminded lightly, "My name is Brother He."

   "Brother He." Before his mind could react, his mouth had already called out obediently.

  This man is too powerful, and when he is with him, he will lead him away unconsciously.

  He Nan nodded with an "um", opened the rear door, and took out a military coat from inside, "Wear it."

  “…”

   hesitated for a while, but Shen Mianmian didn't answer, "Brother He, thank you, I won't be cold when I go home and stay in the room."

   Such a heavy military coat, she can't afford to get dirty.

   Seeing through her consideration, He Nan didn't reveal it, "I'm wearing too small, so I'll give you one."

   has never had contact with the little girl, and the tone of his speech is like that of his own little cousin.

   Sent her away?

   Shen Mianmian was stunned for a moment.

   "Take it." He Nan said again.

"Thank you." She really needs a cotton-padded coat now. There is only a thin old cotton-padded jacket at home, which Zhou Siyu didn't want the year before. She wears it a little too small and her sleeves are half short. It was soiled by Zhou Siyu the day before yesterday. The weather these days Nope, never did it.

  The classroom is dark and cold, there is no cotton coat, and it is easy to get sick.

   Seeing that she didn't wear it while holding it, He Nan frowned slightly, "Can you keep warm in your hand?"

  Shen Mianmian blushed, and quickly put on the military coat, which was wrapped from head to toe, as if he was close to the stove, and instantly warmed a lot.

  He Nan opened the driver's car door again, and took something out of it, "I'm taking this too, it's useless for me, a big man, to keep it."

   Balsam?

   Shen Mianmian's eyes lit up.

  This thing is a good thing in this era. The cracks on the hands are frostbitten. Using this is very useful. It can also be used to wipe the face. It is a skin care artifact in winter.

   Her hands were severely frostbitten, swollen like fermented steamed buns, and it was inconvenient to write. She really needed this.

   "Thank you, Brother He."

   "Yeah." He Nan nodded, "Go back!"

  …

   (end of this chapter)