1370: C1370 Delivering Books

C1370 Delivering Books

Hearing Jiaze's words, Ouyang Qing'an's face twitched.

He finally understood why Xue Xue'er had taught Jiaze a lesson.

"Good, very good."

Ouyang Qing'an looked at Xue Xue'er with a bone-piercing cold expression. "Go upstairs and accompany Nianxue. When I call you guys, you guys can come out."

"Okay."

Xue Xue'er agreed.

She knew that Ouyang Qing'an would definitely teach Jiaze a lesson.

However, Xue Xue'er did not want to stop him. Jiaze had indeed gone too far this time. If she did not care about him anymore, he might even skip classes and play games in the future.

If that was the case, it would make Jiaze walk further and further on the path of evil.

After Xue Xue'er left, Ouyang Qing'an gently stroked his belt.

"Get down."

He did not want to be rough with Jiaze, but he had no choice. There were some things that he needed to take advantage of and return.

Jiaze got down obediently.

Ouyang Qing'an looked at him and raised his hand high. His belt was aimed at Ouyang Qing'an's body.

"Pa, Pa, Pa."

The sound of the belt hitting his body could be heard continuously. It made people's teeth ache. Xue Xue'er and Lin Qing on the second floor heard it and their expressions did not change at all.

Nianxue looked at Xue Xue'er with some worry.

"Mommy, do you want to persuade father?"

"Don't worry about him."

Xue Xue'er said calmly, "Your brother only has himself to blame. If he doesn't care, he will become a bad child from the bottom of his heart. He won't know anything and he won't listen to the class even if he goes to school."

Nianxue nodded worriedly.

"Then let dad teach him. I hope he can turn over a new leaf."

Her daughter said those funny words in a serious manner. Xue Xue'er smiled and rubbed her head.

It was good that she was sensible.

Dozens of minutes later, Ouyang Qing'an went upstairs to call them. They looked at each other and followed him downstairs. They saw Jiaze sitting on the sofa.

He kept twitching his nose, as if he had just cried.

"Mommy, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Jiaze lowered his head and apologized. Xue Xue'er smiled slightly and did not say anything more.

If she knew she was wrong, she could still forgive him.

"I gave him a leave of absence."

Ouyang Qing'an said to Xue Xue'er, "Teacher Wang and Teacher Tang also agreed. Let him face the wall at home and reflect on his mistakes. Don't go to school this week."2

"Okay."

Xue Xue'er nodded and agreed.

Being separated from those scoundrels was the most important thing for Jiaze.

In the next few days, Jiaze obediently faced the wall at home and thought about it. Nianxue went to school as usual. After Zhenni's knee healed, she also went to school.

As for Xue Xue'er, she was at home handling the matter of her books being published.

Happiness was her concept of life and she would never easily put it down.

At noon, Xue Xue'er sent a sum of money to the printing factory.

"Finally, I have to print it."

She smiled, her eyes bright.

The printing factory would not easily print books without benefits, but Xue Xue'er paid herself this time and gave them a lot of money, so they were naturally willing to help print.

The printing factory's speed was very fast. On the afternoon of the third day, Xue Xue'er received her first batch of books.

She took one and went to the study with a smile.

"Qing'an, look, I gave this to you."

Ouyang Qing'an took the book and quickly flipped through it. He immediately looked at her.

"Thank you."

He saw his name.

She wrote this book for him. It was their happy story.

"Why are you telling me thank you?"

Xue Xue'er wrinkled her nose and said to him, "I published a lot this time. I want to give some to my relatives and friends. They might like it."

"Yes."

Ouyang Qing'an smiled faintly.

"As long as you like it, you can give it to as many people as you want. Our story should also be known by more people."

When he finished speaking, he lifted his eyes and looked at Xue Xue'er with a clear gaze.

"Xue'er, I love you."

He held Xue Xue'er tightly in his arms and kissed her on the face.

"Qing'an."

Xue Xue'er buried her head in front of his chest. Her ears were filled with his familiar and burning heartbeat.

Not long after, Xue Xue'er gave her book to her family and friends. Everyone had one.

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