Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Only God knew that Xue Xue'er was most afraid of trouble, especially when it came to queuing.    

    

If she had to queue due to an irresistible force, it would still be acceptable. If she had to queue because she was late, how painful would that be!    

    

She naturally pulled Yang Songshu's arm and jumped forward.    

    

Yang Songshu felt as if his arm was on fire. He felt very uncomfortable, and even his walking was a little stiff.    

    

Walking to the front of the village entrance, Xue Xue'er ran into the 'big trouble' that she did not want to encounter - Wang Xiaohua.    

    

Wang Xiaohua's teeth itched with hatred when she saw her. When she saw that she and Yang Songshu were holding hands, she was even more furious. But with Yang Songshu here, she could not pick up a stone to hit Xue Xue'er.    

    

"Xue Xue'er! You are really shameless!" Wang Xiaohua opened her mouth and said.    

    

She was aiming at Old Lady Xue's gun. "Wang Xiaohua, your mother did not hit you enough last time, right? Try saying one more word to Xue'er!"    

    

It was originally a child's matter, but this Xue Xue'er actually found adults to help her!    

    

Wang Xiaohua felt extremely aggrieved in her heart. She cried and turned around to run. She did not believe that when she reached the school, she would not be able to treat little vixen!    

    

After Wang Xiaohua left, Yang Songshu returned to his senses and was somewhat displeased. "Xue'er, why did she scold you?"    

    

Xue Xue'er sighed in her heart. This Yang Songshu was still pure and kind and still wanted to ask why.    

    

She could only lower her head in grievance. There was a sense of grievance in her baby voice. "It was last time when Sister Xiaohua bet with me and then lost to me, so she hated me."    

    

It was more or less the same as what she meant. Xue Xue'er was too lazy to talk about it in detail.    

    

Yang Songshu's face changed. "I really didn't expect that she was this kind of person!"    

    

Xue Xue'er did not say anything.    

    

Yang Songshu thought that Xue'er had suffered a huge grievance. He could not help but reach out and gently stroke her hair. "Don't worry Xue'er. I will not play with her in the future. I will protect you and stand on your side!"    

    

Pffft...    

    

Xue Xue'er almost broke her technique. This child was indeed a child. Only a child could say something like stepping on a little flower.    

    

What do you mean I won't play with you? I won't play with you.    

    

But when she saw Yang Songshu almost swearing, Xue Xue'er also nodded her head and said, "Let's go, we are almost at school ~"    

    

Ouyang Qing'an had taken her to the newly built school the last time, but the school had not started for a long time because they were still bringing in some equipment.    

    

For example, the desk, blackboard, projector and so on. There were also some sports equipment and education books.    

    

Xue Xue'er sincerely felt that Ouyang Zhengkuan was a kind person who did compulsory education. In this kind of village, most of the time, it was a strenuous and unrewarding task.    

    

But to be able to let all the children in the mountains go to school was also a very impressive thing.    

    

Not long later, they arrived at the school's main entrance.    

    

Many children and parents had already arrived. Yang Songshu's mother stood by the side and looked at the poster.    

    

Xue Xue'er, who was in the crowd, saw Ouyang Qing'an with her sharp eyes. He was like a young adult, handing over a stack of books to the staff.    

    

"Mr Qing'an!" Xue Xue'er put her hands by her mouth to make a megaphone and shouted.    

    

Ouyang Qing'an heard a familiar voice and immediately turned his head around. The frown on his face just now disappeared the moment he saw Xue Xue'er.    

    

"Xue'er, you came over." Ouyang Qing'an was very happy in his heart. Previously, Xue'er said that she would come to school. Ouyang Qing'an thought that she was just saying it.    

    

After all, she was not old and many families did not agree to let girls go to school, so Ouyang Qing'an was also very nervous.    

    

Furthermore, he had already discussed with Qin Minli and the others. If his Xue'er did not come to school, then he would go to Xue'er every day after class to teach her knowledge.    

    

"Mr Qing'an!" Xue Xue'er scattered Yang Songshu's arm and carried a small schoolbag. She shook it and ran towards Ouyang Qing'an, quickly hugging his waist.    

    

"I miss you so much!"