Chapter 4 They can't be that kind of relationship
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Jiang got dressed and went out.

At the same time, I sent a message to Xu Lin.

Lin Jiang: "I'm going out now. Where should I take the child back? Home?"

Xu Lin: "Well, it's not a big problem for him to be alone at home, thank you."

Lin Jiang: "They are all trivial matters, don't take them to heart."

After chatting for a while, Lin Jiang drove the small van he usually used to purchase goods to Huaihe No. 2 Primary School.

It was still early. When we got here, there were still more than twenty minutes before school was over.

Of the four lanes in front of the campus gate, two are occupied by private cars picking up children, and the traffic police turn a blind eye and are not too strict.

What Lin Jiang didn't expect was that many of the cars parked at the door were worth over RMB 300,000, and there was even a Maybach GLS.

Really nice looking.

After driving the car several dozen meters away, Lin Jiang found a place to park and slowly walked to the school gate.

After waiting for a while, the school bell rang.

Then I saw the head teacher sending all the students in his class out.

The students standing at the front of the line held small signs with their classes written on them, making it easier for parents to find their children.

With a height of 185cm, Lin Jiang could see what was happening on campus amidst the crowd without having to stand on tiptoe, and he quickly found the team of Class , Grade .

Wearing the same school uniform and school bags, they walked outside in an orderly manner.

Lin Jiang took out his phone, checked the photos again, and soon found Xu Lin's son, Zhao Wenxuan, in the crowd.

Zhao Wenxuan in the team, wearing a red scarf, was also looking around.

Lin Jiang knew that he was looking for him.

However, Lin Jiang's attention was attracted by the teacher beside him.

The female teacher is not short, about 170cm tall.

She was wearing a grey one-step skirt that reached to mid-calf, a black round-necked top, and a pair of frameless glasses on her straight nose. She looked very dignified and graceful.

People say that good girls who wear glasses are very different in private, but I don’t know if that’s true.

Soon, the line reached the door and the waiting parents found their children.

The female teacher brought Zhao Wenxuan to the school gate, and Lin Jiang walked towards them.

"Hello, teacher. I am Zhao Wenxuan's neighbor. His mother has something to do today, so I came to pick him up from school."

The female teacher glanced at Lin Jiang, and there seemed to be a clear spring flowing through her eyes.

"Tell me your name and the phone number you reserved." The female teacher pushed the right leg of her glasses and straightened them.

"My name is Lin Jiang, and her mother's cell phone number is..."

"It's not Xuanxuan's mother's. Tell me your cell phone number. Her mother just called me and left the phone number of someone who can pick up the child."

"1524504****."

Lin Jiang gave his cell phone number. The security awareness in today's schools is really amazing.

When I was in school, a dog could pick me up.

"Please show me your ID card."

"it is good."

Lin Jiang handed over his ID card. The female teacher took a look at it, took a photo, and looked at Zhao Wenxuan.

"Xuanxuan, do you know this uncle?"

"Teacher Qiqi, I know him. He is our neighbor and we have even built toys together."

"That's good. Come home with uncle. Bye, Xuanxuan."

"Goodbye, Teacher Qiqi."

Lin Jiang held Zhao Wenxuan's hand and walked towards the parking lot.

Jiang Xiaoqi did not leave immediately, but stood there looking at the two people's backs.

What is the relationship between this person and Xuanxuan’s mother?
You actually let him come and pick up the child?
Jiang Xiaoqi shook her head. This was other people's business and had nothing to do with her. As long as the child was not in danger, it was fine.

Suddenly, a strange idea came to Jiang Xiaoqi's mind. During the previous parent-teacher conference, she talked to Xuanxuan's mother, who said that his father was often away on business trips.

And Xuanxuan's mother is so beautiful, so they can't be in that kind of relationship...

What a pity for such a handsome boy!

……

Soon, the two returned to the car. Lin Jiang fastened his seat belt, took a video of Zhao Wenxuan, and sent it to Xu Lin.

Lin Jiang: "The child is in my hands. Pay the money and let him go."

Xu Lin: "Haha, no problem, thank you."

Lin Jiang didn't reply and drove back home, but the mission was not completed.

Lin Jiang guessed that the mission would only be completed after he was safely sent home.

"Now that you are in the second grade, will the teacher give you homework?"

"Of course there is. The first thing my mom asks me to do when I get home is to do my homework. It's so annoying."

"The competition is very intense nowadays, and your mother is doing this for your own good."

In fact, Lin Jiang really wanted to say, screw the homework, it’s not as fun as pesticides.

But this is someone else's child, so you still have to be careful when speaking.

"Oh, don't mention it." Zhao Wenxuan shook his head and said seriously, "My waist and back hurt, and I'm under a lot of pressure. There are always more than 30 days every month when I don't want to do my homework."

Brother Xiaohai, this is a symptom of kidney deficiency, not due to stress.

More than twenty minutes later, Lin Jiang parked the car on the side of the road at the entrance of the community.

As the saying goes, help people to the end and send Buddha to the West.

When they arrived at the gate of the community, Lin Jiang did not go home directly. Instead, he found a small restaurant, ordered two dishes, and had dinner with Zhao Wenxuan. After all, he was hungry too.

After eating and drinking, the two returned home.

Zhao Wenxuan unlocked the door skillfully with his fingerprint. After opening the door, he did not forget to thank Lin Jiang.

"Thank you for sending me home. My mother sells Chinese medicine and can also take pulses. If you are sick, you can ask my mother for help."

Yo ho.

Although he is young, he is quite worldly-wise.

But it does fit Lin Jiang's impression of him, that he has an unconventional way of thinking.

"I'm still young, so I don't need your mother to see a doctor."

"That won't work either. Men need to make up for it."

Zhao Wenxuan is very serious and has the demeanor of a gangster big brother.

No wonder now, people call kids of his age “Little Brother”. It seems there is some truth to it.

"Wait for my mother to come back and ask her to bring you some supplements."

"Okay, thank you then." Lin Jiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's all small things, you're welcome."

Zhao Wenxuan returned home in great style, and Lin Jiang also took out his key, opened the door and went home.

Just at this moment, the prompt sound rang.

[Task completed (Xu Lin's thoughts): evaluation label (limited to seven days), breathing card*1, 30 experience points.]

Lin Jiang felt it carefully and found no changes in his body.

In other words, the ability of this evaluation label has not brought any changes to myself.

Bullying free players?
Never mind, I still have the breathing card.

[Breathing card used successfully: 23:59:59...]

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