Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 85 Li Hua Didn’t Come

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 Li Hua Didn’t Come

Xiao Longtan Village, the night breeze was slightly chilly.

On the balcony of the self-built house’s second floor in the hometown, Director Xu hesitated for a moment upon hearing the words.

"You mean practicing driving before the college entrance exam?"

"I’m eighteen, why not practice driving?" Jiang Nian leaned back in his chair, spreading his hands, "I don’t want to practice in the summer, I was planning to have fun after the exams."

"Three months of summer vacation, I don’t want to sweat it out under the sun practicing driving."

Old Xu put down the teacup in his hand and actually thought carefully for a moment.

"It is indeed the off-season to practice now, in summer many students and migrant workers returning home for the Chinese New Year practice driving. But... if you practice driving now, what about your studies?"

Only Old Xu could say such a thing, if it were his own parents, they would have flipped out by now.

"My grades are quite stable, English is basically around one hundred and forty." Jiang Nian turned his head, seriously explaining, "The other subjects are relatively stable too, clocking in driving practice shouldn’t affect my grades."

Old Xu glanced at him, and shut him down with one sentence.

"What did your parents say?"

"Huh?" Jiang Nian was about to sweat beans of sweat.

Sure enough, those who wear glasses are sly, Old Xu was still analyzing the possibility of practicing driving just a moment ago. The next sentence was a direct critical hit, straight to a heart of cement.

What else could they say, probably break his legs.

Jiang Nian really wanted to say, for the sake of my plan to whisk away your daughter, help me!

"How about this, I heard from Qianqian, you guys have a big joint exam at the end of this month?" Director Xu suggested, providing him an out, "If you do well, I might consider it."

"Alright." Jiang Nian sighed.

It is indeed off-season now, and the registration fee is relatively low. But in a small county town like theirs, if people want convenience, they either spend more money or know someone.

Jiang Nian didn’t want his parents to know, nor did he want to spend unnecessary money.

He didn’t dare to say much on anything else, but he did know a little about the silly coaches at driving schools. The students might tell stories about him as fun over some drinks in the evening.

"Stupid high schooler, spent four or five thousand, came right after class to practice driving."

Around nine o’clock, Jiang Nian prepared to head home.

In Xiao Longtan Village, the two self-built houses were separated by a paddy field, approximately a hundred meters apart in a straight line.

Xu Qianqian came down to send Jiang Nian off, and also to lock the courtyard gate.

The night was as deep and silent as a body of water; grandparents were already asleep, and the surroundings were quiet.

In the lighted courtyard, she wore autumn long-sleeve pajamas at home. The blue and white ones looked ordinary in style, but on her, they had a unique charm.

Perhaps this is what they mean by beauty in the eyes of the beholder.

Outside the courtyard gate, Jiang Nian took out his motorcycle key, waving his hand.

"Alright, no need to see me off, go back."

Xu Qianqian stood at the concrete courtyard gate, the gentle light shone on her head. Half-burnt incense was stuck in the doorway, with some withered weeds on the ground.

The Spring Festival couplets, half fallen, had already faded, with the words ’peace and happiness’ written on them.

She didn’t respond immediately, looked back at the second floor, and then turned around.

"Hey, are you getting a driver’s license?"

"Yes, why?" Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows, "Are you looking forward to riding in your brother’s big BMW? Don’t worry, I’ll save the passenger seat for you before I find a girlfriend."

Xu Qianqian was thoughtful, "I’ve heard that the probability of car accidents for beginners is..."

Jiang Nian’s face changed, mounted his old motorcycle and rattled away.

At the same time, Zhenan Middle School, a senior dormitory.

North Gate Building Five.

The dormitory lights were still on, net-romance guy Lin Dong was sitting by the bed, messaging on his phone.

He had been engaged in online romances since junior high school.

He still remembers the first time using QQ, using user search and drifting bottle methods to filter by gender and age. Adding sisters from all over, hoping their verification would pass.

It’s inevitable one fumbles the first time in life, then he chatted with a girl with a pink penguin profile picture for half a month. Then one day, her profile picture never lit up again.

Another time, he couldn’t contain the power within and wildly asked for photos from girls, only to be harshly criticized by a girl as rude and vulgar.

At that time, Lin Dong was still an innocent rookie, and he panicked. Apologizing profusely, finally receiving forgiveness, which gave him relief.

As time went by, he became more skilled in online chatting. No longer willing to filter users, he chatted with sisters via drifting bottles, squares, expansion columns, and groups.

Now, platforms like Momo, Soul, OneJar, Douyin, Little Red Book, Genshin Impact, and King have become his private ponds, where he fishes for a few during his free time.

Lin Dong has been playing online chatting for at least five or six years, from being clueless in the beginning to being fully mature now. What storms has he not weathered?

The most daring one was almost dating his cousin, without knowing her identity. After chatting for over a month, it was at the critical point where photos and kkps were sent as jokes.

Fortunately, he discovered something was off during the New Year and bolted immediately.

Because of this, his cousin was heartbroken for a long time.

Not only with Liuli, Lin Dong involves himself earnestly in each flirtation to a corresponding degree. Because half-heartedness can be detected, only sincerity can be reciprocated.

Is this not a form of pure love?

So, when this online flirtation with Liuli fails, Lin Dong indeed finds it a pity. But it’s not Liuli he regrets, it’s the wasted time he mourns.

Raise black pigs, can’t you do it in the mountains? Must you raise them from a distance with a phone?

After five or six years of online chatting, Lin Dong is no longer that naive lad. He knows better than anyone that online chatting has risks; failure is very normal, just cut losses!

Not feeling a hint of sadness for Liuli, now a new heroine takes the stage.

Yaoyao!

"Studying is my talent, but fishing is my hobby too."

"Wow, you’re amazing." Yaoyao sent an emoticon with starry eyes, "Are the fishing rods in your fishing circle very expensive?"

"Nothing special, today I made do with a bamboo pole." Lin Dong sent a picture, "(grin) [image]."

As soon as the message was sent, Lin Dong thought the grin was too glaring. A bit like ’simp dog’, which is unlucky, so he retracted it voluntarily.

"Bamboo pole?" Yaoyao was typing and sent a confused emoticon, "Can you fish with a bamboo pole?"

"Of course, it’s all about the technique, not the tools." Lin Dong replied confidently, "I usually use rods too, but none fit like an ordinary bamboo pole."

As soon as the message was sent, Lin Dong hurriedly exited and sent Sun Zhicheng a message.

"Ah Cheng, snap a photo of your dad’s deluxe fishing rod for me."

Sun Zhicheng was already annoyed, seeing Lin Dong’s message made him even more so.

Though a bit irritated, he still got up and went to the corner of the living room, where his dad Sun Jianguo kept his gear. Just after pulling out his phone, he spotted that coarse bamboo pole.

It was too eye-catching, with its crude workmanship and carelessly tied fishing line.

Ominous!

Bzzz, Lin Dong’s message came again.

"Bro, also snap the fish your dad caught (grin)."

Seeing this, Sun Zhicheng lost it and cursed out loud.

"Your dad!"

Having cursed Lin Dong, Sun Zhicheng also cursed Jiang Nian, knowing full well what he’d been doing, yet still doing it. He must have known, definitely did it on purpose!

Probably mocking him privately, maybe even with Li Hua and the others in their little group chat!

[Haha, that idiot called you Dad!]

The more Sun Zhicheng thought about it, the angrier he got. In a fit of rage, he swallowed it down. Getting angry had no consequences for anything; he dared not even mention it to Jiang Nian.

If he did, he’d be in the wrong, so it’s best to just pretend he didn’t know.

Almost as if holding his nose, he moved Jiang Nian’s crude fishing rod away and took a picture to send to Lin Dong. As for the fish, he didn’t intend to send that.

"[image]."

(Lin Dong): "Bro, what about your dad’s fish? Send it to me."

Sun Zhicheng was irritated, "There’s none."

"What do you mean by none?"

Does it ever end! Lin Dong, are you a fool! Constantly asking, asking.

Sun Zhicheng scratched his head, gritted his teeth, and replied.

"It went extinct!"

Lin Dong was typing for over three minutes, but ultimately sent nothing. Struck by internet silence syndrome, he dropped a line saying impressive and bolted.

...

The next day.

Jiang Nian woke up muddle-headed, the cold had woken him.

The countryside cools considerably at night; he showered, blow-dried his hair, and chatted with Zhang Ningzhi last night. Chatting while scrolling through Douyin, he fell asleep without covering himself.

Luckily, thanks to the warmth provided, he didn’t catch a cold, though his throat felt a bit itchy.

Today was the day to return to school.

No little chef to make breakfast this morning, Xu Qianqian informed him that the whole family would be visiting the ancestral temple and the temple, and couldn’t reach him by phone, suggesting he drink some cold water to fill up.

So considerate, even suggesting to fill his stomach with some cold water.

Fearful of any chance of his survival.

He had food in his bag, multiple drinks, and a few instant noodles. He had meals at Xu Qianqian’s place yesterday, and they hadn’t been used, hence boiled water to make do with a few bites.

The temple was too far, and he didn’t want to go, so he moved a glossy bamboo chair to the rooftop to bask in the sun and play on his phone.

The rooftop was essentially the fourth floor of the self-built house, with only short parapets and a large terrace for drying things, level with the treetops.

From there, one could overlook the entire village’s appearance, a clean road for two cars extending from far away. Flanked by yellow-green fields, with endless green hills in the distance.

The autumn sun was serene, the golden light bathes his face.

Jiang Nian thought a bit and sent a photo to Zhang Ningzhi. The Nanjiang Bay’s miss probably hadn’t seen this; the village still retained the tradition of cooking over a fire stove.

The miss replied instantly, "(Wow)! Is this your countryside home? It’s beautiful."

"Yes, I’m on the rooftop sunbathing."

"[image], the sports meet is almost over; our class’s last competition is coming." Zhang Ningzhi sent a photo, "Oh, right, yesterday Ma Guojun seemed to be upset."

"Upset?" Jiang Nian was a bit surprised, slowly typing to ask, "Why?"

"Not sure, he seemed to have thrown his book in the trash." Zhang Ningzhi sent a puzzled emoticon, "Oh, and Li Hua took the day off today, he didn’t come."

Jiang Nian chuckled, probably guessing what happened.

"Did you finish your homework? I’ll probably come back a bit early this afternoon, I guess I’ll need two to three hours to copy."

Zhang Ningzhi was puzzled, "Does it take that long?"

"Some questions need to be worked on, can’t just copy entirely." Jiang Nian explained.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Ningzhi sent a yellow face emoticon, "(Cute)."