When I Found the Heroine As a Teenager

When eating at noon the next day, Jiang Wan mentioned what happened last night.

"Tianhang said that Shuangshuang, you went into the kitchen last night, don't do this next time, it's too dangerous, you know?"

Although her son said that the twin sisters did a good job and there was no accident, Jiang Wan thought about the knife in the kitchen, how dangerous, how could she let the child play with it. In case of an accident, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life, so she could only expressly forbid it. .

I know that Jiang Wan is out of worry. After all, Xia Wanshuang is also an adult and will substitute herself in this environment. So I understand Jiang Wan’s approach very well. If she were to change it to her, she would prevent her in this way, so she Did not argue, nodded obediently.

That's how it went. Xia Wan originally thought that he had found a way to make money, that is, to make ice powder, to become stronger and bigger, but he didn't expect to have a miscarriage the next day and was still born.

"Boss, really not there?"

"Really not, the fruit, it's not very popular. I picked it myself and sold it there. After you buy it, there are a few left, and my family will use it to get the jelly."

The boss said while arranging the fruit, but he didn't expect the child would come to buy it.

"If you want to get that jelly, you can go to the market to have a look. It seems that there is that kind of noodles for sale, I don't know much."

Xia Wan Shuang naturally knows that there are commercial products, but the taste will inevitably be different from that of handmade jelly, and the taste will be inferior.

"Boss, will you still sell it in the future?"

"Not for sale. I didn't plant the fruit trees myself. There are some on the mountain. I only got a bag when I went to play last time. I don't want to go now."

The boss shook his head and suggested to Xia Wanshuang to go to the mall to look for it.

Xia Wanshuang actually wanted to pay the boss to help him pick the fruit, but after thinking about the money he had, he could only get rid of his thoughts in frustration, thanked the boss, and walked out with great disappointment.

[System]: Host, what should I do now QAQ

Xia Wan looked at the bright sun, but also a little confused.

She feels that life always seems like this, and when people ignite hope, she will give a heavy blow.

Regardless of the one hundred thousand yuan in Nacari, or this time the supply of raw materials is cut off.

The facts always run counter to the imagination. It seems that there are many difficult and thorny things waiting in the front, the road is endless, and the end can not be seen at a glance.

"Think of a way, you can always find it. If it doesn't work, let's do something else."

Xia Wan murmured, as if he was speaking to the system, but also as if he was speaking to himself.

In the summer evening, Shuang ran to a few fruit stalls, went to the vegetable market, and also went to the supermarket, but couldn't find the kind of fruit. On the way home, my heart kept sinking.

The system does not dare to speak, and does not know what it is appropriate to say.

It is a new system, without the experience of its predecessors, and without much wisdom. It can only be helpless bystanders, and even has a sense of guilt as the culprit.

If it weren't for it somehow misplaced the time, the host wouldn't have to run so hard for life.

In the summer evening, Shuang dragged a heavy pace home, not even buying strawberries and oranges.

"Sister, you have been there for a long time."

"Yep."

Xiawan was a little tired and didn't want to talk, but showed a tired smile at Zhou Qinglang and returned to the room.

"Langlang, I will sleep for a while."

"good."

Zhou Qinglang originally wanted to ask something, but when he saw Xia Wanshuang's exhausted look, he didn't say a word.

I still have to go to class in the afternoon, and I am a little confused in the summer evening, and I am basically wandering in class.

The summer air is sultry, and the fan creaks overhead. The classroom is not spacious, and the teacher's voice makes people a little tired. The content of the third grade makes Xia Wan unintentional to listen to it.

She even wondered whether she should create a so-called prodigy name by herself and jump directly to junior high or high school and be reported by the TV station in order to get funding.

[System]: I think it can!

[Xia Wan Shuang]: I just think about it, don't take it seriously.

Let alone whether this is reliable or not, there are more smart people in the world, and Xia Wanshuang prides itself on not being the top group.

Besides, she is a liberal arts student. During the internship, she got teaching resources, graduated from school, and taught middle school Chinese for several years. Although she feels that her literary reserve is qualified but still not enough, even if she skips to junior high school, she can speak Chinese and English. History, but may not be very good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, it is simply the three mountains on her way to learn dominance.

Moreover, Xia Wanshuang is not a person who likes to attract attention. From childhood to death, she has experienced great ups and downs. She was young with honors and scenery that no one could have in her entire life. She also fell to the lowest point and worked silently for life. NS.

[System]: Shuangshuang, otherwise try it, maybe it really works

[Xia Wan Shuang]: You forgot, I don't like to live on the help of others.

I had this idea for a long time, and it would be better to rely on Aunt Jiang.

It's the same reason, the most difficult to pay the debt of favor,

Asking Aunt Jiang for help is just a help. If it is a financial aid from a stranger, it is a charity, and I don't know the price behind this charity.

Xia Wanshuang didn't want to maliciously speculate on some behaviors, but just stating some bad facts.

Just like the orphanage that hides the darkness, in the summer evening, holding the plot with both hands, you know what is there, but what can be done, there is no evidence and no ability, what a child can do.

The system stopped speaking, just sighed.

Xia Wanshuang looked at the shade outside the window, and after a few seconds, returned his eyes to the textbook.

She put her hand on the desk, clenched her fist and released it.

The child's hands are thin and tender, Xia Wanshuang bends her lips suddenly looking at her palm lines.

There is no strong emotion in my heart, I just feel that since I can come back from the dead, there should be no problems that I can't overcome.

In fact, if you can buy that kind of substitute, it would be good. The kind of ice powder only needs to mix the powder with water. It does not need to be laborious by yourself. It is more time-saving and convenient and can solve your current problems... But I don’t know why, summer evening. There was some unwillingness in Shuang's heart.

She would rather do other things than look for this kind of substitute, Xia Wanshuang herself can't tell, it's not fault-finding, it's not so-called perfectionism, not wanting or not wanting.

Xia Wanshuang was already thinking about what she could do instead. There were a lot of ideas in her mind, but she was trapped by her age.

After school, Xia Wanshuang asked Zhao Tianhang to go first and go shopping by himself.

Zhao Tianhang knew that Xia Wanshuang was very busy and did not leave soon, so he still exhorted a few words on the spot.

Zhao Tianhang walked away, Xia Wanshuang looked at his back with love.

"Look, my son is so cute, sensible and caring."

What a little angel on earth.

【system】:……

The system has no **** said.

It's all messed up anyway, whatever, as a rookie system, it is very self-aware and does not want to speak, but there are still some things to say.

[System]: Shuangshuang, don't get into the drama too deeply, we will go eventually.

[System]: In fact, if it is a normal process, after the first world, there will be no such benefits. You may act as a stranger, with different names, different looks, and different experiences.

[System]: This is to remind the host that they are just passing by

[System]; so I am very worried about you

Here is where AI is different from humans. Perhaps the system will cry and laugh, but they have their own clear boundary between the story and reality. They use their own existence to remind the person who plays in the story. This is not the end.

"All, I understand."

Xia Wanshuang didn't feel uncomfortable in her heart. She moved forward, aiming for a fruit stand that she had never been to.

Come when you are happy, and come back when you are happy, that's it.

Reading too many poems and songs, the summer evening double heart is also free and easy.

Fortunately, the system allowed her to act as a guest. If she was acting as a thief, she couldn't cope with the double in the summer evening, so she might as well die clean.

In the summer evening, Shuang went to several places, but couldn't find Bingfenguo, so he could only go home like this.

Zhou Qinglang waited at home for a long, long time, waiting very anxiously, but did not dare to run around looking for Xia Wanshuang, afraid that Xia Wanshuang would not see her when she came back.

So she just stood at the top of the stairs, pulling the door of the unit and looking out, waiting for the pair to come back in the summer evening.

After seeing Xia Wanshuang's figure, she immediately ran home dumbfounded, and then stood watching the cat's eyes. It was not until Xia Wanshuang appeared in her sight that she opened the door and smiled at Xia Wanshuang.

"Sister, you're back, and I feel that it must be my sister outside the door."

Zhou Qinglang's eyes curled and smiled very cutely, which made her deep mood a little better in the summer evening, and she walked in and squeezed her face.

"Really, so amazing."

"Of course, my sister and I are in good spirits!"