This is still a stutter...

Xu Sheng didn't want to agree, it would be better to have less than more things, but after the boy finished the last half of the sentence, he felt a little reluctant to refuse the elder's kindness: "You wait a moment."

"What's that," I have to find an excuse to go back to the bedroom. Xu Sheng had an idea, "...I remember I have something to give to you."

Cousin: "?"

Xu Sheng returned to the bedroom, and the video call was not over yet. He raised his hand and pulled the camera into it and asked, "Your cousin came to you and said that your aunt specially stewed chicken soup for you, and your cousin was stuttering. These were not important.

, Can I go?"

Shao Zhan obviously didn't expect his cousin to be like this.

He couldn't say that his relationship with his cousin's family was very close, but it was definitely not bad. He had some contacts occasionally, and the relationship was still harmonious. When my cousin just entered junior high school, he helped him make up for a while of classes.

Besides, it’s always not good to refuse if someone comes to the door: “Yes, just talk less, and they probably won’t ask more.”

Xu Sheng: "I think so."

Xu Sheng briefly wrote down the knowledge points: "What is your cousin's name?"

Shao Zhan: "Zhang Pengyu."

Zhang Pengyu waited in the living room for a few minutes, but he really didn't expect that his cousin, who had never taken care of him, even prepared a gift for him.

Xu Sheng looked at the entire bedroom, and there was nothing that could be called a "gift". He was worried about how to end it. He saw a familiar set of "Question Bank Collection" in Shao Zhan's schoolbag, which he bought for him when he was chasing Shao Zhan. Later, Shao Zhan tried to give him this set of questions.

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So a few minutes later, Zhang Pengyu saw his cousin walking out of the bedroom, and sincerely stuffed a thick stack of "Question Bank" into his hand, holding his hand and greeting: "Pengyu, we haven't met for a while."

Zhang Pengyu shook his hand.

Xu Sheng: "Actually, my cousin always remembers you in his heart. Look at whether you like this set of questions or not."

Zhang Pengyu: "But this..."

My cousin's eyes fell on a line of small words below the "Question Bank Collection": High School Edition.

This is a high school question!

There is nothing to say and it won’t come back. Xu Sheng paused for a second and said, “Don’t look at it as a high school question. What’s important about learning is to cultivate the awareness of independent learning. Previewing the content of high school in advance will be very helpful to you.”

My cousin is a god of learning.

What my cousin said must be correct.

Although this "gift" was a bit unexpected and even crossed the level directly, Zhang Pengyu was still deeply moved and even felt that the distance between him and his cousin was also closer.

Speaking of which, my cousin feels very friendly today. Compared to before, I always feel that it is different.

Xu Sheng was so determined to carry him over to have a meal and come back after he finished eating, so he didn't take it seriously to go to his cousin's house for dinner.

I thought this task was very easy.

In fact, it was indeed quite relaxing. When Xu Sheng passed by noon, it was a woman who opened the door, curled her hair, tied it into a small pinch behind her head, with a simple appearance and a plain face facing the sky: "Xiao Zhan is here."

Xu Sheng shouted: "Aunt."

Aunt Shao Zhan loves this child in her heart. After all, she has watched him grow up since childhood, but in recent years, Shao Zhan has closed his door too tightly.

He grew up quickly in his own way. He started working part-time when he didn't attend classes. He also heard from the teacher that he started not studying hard and fought all day long...

She could only call him home for a meal during the holidays and take care of him: "It just happened that my soup was just stewed..."

Aunt Shao Zhan had a good cooking skills, so she drank two bowls of chicken soup in the pot.

When the second bowl was halfway through, Xu Sheng was thinking about how to escape later. However, Aunt Shao Zhan, opposite the dining table, clenched the tissue in his hand and opened his mouth and said, "Actually, my aunt has another unhappy request this time."

Xu Sheng: "?"

Aunt Shao Zhan: "Pengyu didn't do well in the final exam. When he was in junior high school, didn't you give him some lessons? He got the third grade in that semester. Now he learns more and more things, and his grades have dropped to 38th... My aunt is not literate. Can you help him make up for lessons?"

Xu Sheng wondered if he had heard it wrong.

What to make up for?

Make up lessons?
Chapter completed!