The American Scripture

　　 Zhen Fan’s magic surprised everyone, and the surprise came from the heart.

　　 "This is an ancient Chinese medical technique!"

　　 Zhen Fan wanted to try to explain this kind of thing to be less shocking, so he could only use this excuse.

　　 "Like a witch doctor?"

　　Raymond is the most curious one. He has read a book about Indian witch doctors. He always feels that this method is like an Indian witch doctor.

　　 "There is a difference, because this is a kind of Chinese civilization that has been passed down for a long time!" Zhen Fan's words flickered.

　　Although he was still full of curiosity, Raymond also saw that Zhen Fan didn't want to say more about this, so he stopped asking. But after Zhen Fan sat down, although several people said this in a different way, they looked strangely at Zhen Fan, which made Zhen Fan a little unbearable.

　　 "In the future...will something like this happen again?"

　　Raymond asked again.

　　 "I mean, is there any problem with Angela's illness?"

Zhen Fan took a look and walked out. Angela, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled and said, "In fact, it is because Angela's physical fitness is relatively poor. This is one of the reasons. This also shows why you and Vera still have cloth. Randa does not have this situation."

　　 Angela nodded: "I have always had a nervous breakdown. I have seen a doctor when I was young, but... it turned out to be like this!" She shrugged helplessly and sighed!

　　 "Zhen's medical skills are very good!"

　　 Annie interjected.

　　 "Claire used to sleep restlessly and seemed to be very depressed, but Zhen cured her! Claire is my daughter, six years old!"

　　 "Really?" Angela's eyes flashed brightly.

　　 "My qualification will be available soon!" Zhen Fan added. It is good to be able to pull down a customer. Although she is her neighbor, it does not affect her own money!

　　 "You can give it a try!" Raymond concluded on this topic, and Zhen's performance just now convinced him.

　　 Then several people discussed some common sayings, and also discussed the murder of George's wife, and they talked about various possible reasons. In the end, Raymond and Angela asked again if there would be any problems with the house, and they were assured by Zhen Fan again that there would be no problems. This ended the party tonight.

　　 Raymond enthusiastically sent everyone to the door. But Brenda insisted on sending Zhen Fan away, and she naturally took up Zhen Fan's arm.

　　 This move made Raymond frowned, but he turned around without saying anything.

"Did you see it?"

　　Raymond entered the house and asked Angela who was coming in with him.

　　 "I see, our daughter Brenda took Zhen's arm. What does this mean?" Brenda cleaned up the leftovers and **** left by the party.

　　 "Zhen is our friend, Brenda is only seventeen years old!"

　　Raymond’s words have two meanings. One is that Zhen and them are friends and shouldn’t have anything to do with her daughter. The other is that Brenda is too young to be suitable.

"You think too much. Brenda is young, but it doesn’t affect what she thinks about Zhen, but I think, no matter how Brenda decides, do you think Zhen is only seventeen years old? If that’s the case, I I really want to, Zhen is a rare good person, and she has a lot of talent!"

　　Raymond raised his hand: "Well, you decide this, but...maybe it's a good thing!"

　　 What the Raymonds think may not be very important, because the key is what Brenda thinks. Now Brenda is holding Zhen Fan's arm and asking in front of Thomas and Annie: "Zhen, can I sit at your place now?"

　　 Zhen Fan suddenly looked a little unnatural.

　　 "Let's go first, Zhen!" Thomas greeted with a smile.

"Claire is still at home, and I don't know how she played with Julia? But to be honest, Julia really has a way of taking children!" When Annie said this, she glanced at Zhen Fan. "Goodbye, Zhen, goodbye, Brenda!"

　　 "Goodbye Uncle Thomas, Aunt Anne!"

　　Brenda seemed very polite at this time, and did not show the slightest frivolous behavior.

When Thomas and Annie walked far away, Zhen Fan stopped and looked at Brenda: "Let’s talk, just say something here!" Of course, Zhen Fan could hear why Annie mentioned Julia. His intention was obvious. .

　　 "It's okay, I just want to see you off, so I will visit your room!"

　　Brenda flashed sly eyes.

　　 "Sorry, Brenda, it's late now, and... I'm going to bed, or shall we say good night now?"

　　 Zhen Fan does not eat her set.

　　 "Okay..." Brenda felt helpless, "Can you visit my school tomorrow? I mean, you probably haven't been to our school, it's pretty good!"

　　 "Is this the reason?"

　　 "Yes, tomorrow our school club will have a dance party, don't get me wrong, it is... a daily rehearsal of the club, my dancing partner hurt his foot, I think... you can replace him." Brenda hesitated.

"that's it?"

　　 "That's it!" Brenda dared not look at Zhen Fan's puzzled eyes and nodded.

　　 "Well, I promise you, but... this time, not as an example!" Zhen Fan patted her head, "I am your father's friend, please help you once!"

　　 This is very clear, but Brenda doesn't care, she has a triumphant smile on her face.

　　 "So... don't you invite me to sit at your house?"

　　 "See you tomorrow, Brenda!"

　　 Zhen Fan has waved and walked forward.

　　 "Someday you will invite me to go!" Brenda said from the bottom of his heart, then waved her hand, "Goodbye, Zhen!" Then she muttered in a low voice: Goodbye, Pooh.

　　Pooh? It's so pitiful, Zhen Fan has been regarded as a cute toy by this girl.

When she returned home, Zhen Fan saw the mobile phone on the table glowing. There were two missed calls on both sides. Zhen Fan didn’t like to carry the mobile phone on her body. Few people knew their mobile phone number in the United States. A trip to a neighbor's house is not a long journey.

　　 It was Ren and Sarah calling.

　　 Zhen Fan first chose Ren and dialed back.

　　 "Hey, Zhen, I have investigated it. If you want to see the results, come to the office tomorrow, and... the boss also called you, **** it, where are you going to fool around?"

　　 "Let’s talk about it tomorrow, goodbye!"

　　 Zhen Fan immediately pressed the on-hook button. This made Renne on the other end of the phone depressed to death. He wanted to show off his achievements on the phone and couldn't wait to show off.

　　 Is it necessary to call Sarah? Zhen Fan thought about it, but let it go. Anyway, I'm going to the office tomorrow. It's not too late to talk about it. It's probably also about Rennes's investigation.

　　 The next day, Zhen Fan got up in the morning and was wearing sports shorts and a vest and was about to go for a run. She met Raymond and was about to send the two sisters to school.

　　 "Hi, Zhen, early!"

　　 "Morning!"

　　 Zhen Fan and Raymond greeted each other, Brenda ran over and gave Zhen Fan a hug: "Before three o'clock this afternoon, don't be late!" This is a very light saying. Then release Zhen Fan and walk back, waving while walking.

　　 "Morning, Zhen!"

　　 "Good morning, Uncle Zhen!"

The name 　　Weila made Zhen Fan a little broken. This girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, and she still calls her uncle, is she really old? Zhen Fan didn't touch his chin, and even the stubble of his beard was shaved cleanly by himself. He really didn't look old, so why was he called Uncle!

　　 "Goodbye, Vera!" Zhen Fan said and waved, saying goodbye to them. Then followed the car and started running.

　　 Brenda turned his head, and looked at the jogging from the rear window, the lines and charm of the muscles exuding all over his body, the corners of his mouth did not turn up.

　　 "Sit down, Brenda!"

　　 Raymond saw Brenda's movements in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but reminded him. Perhaps it should be as Angela said, Brenda is only seventeen years old, this thing can not stop her, but Zhen is not seventeen years old, let the flow go!

　　 "Yes, Dad, concentrate on driving your car!"

　　 Brenda snorted unhappy.

The car steadily stopped near the gate of Chapala High School. The two sisters got out of the car. Vera waved goodbye to Raymond, but Brenda walked towards the door first, towards some friends who came by. Waved.

　　 "Brenda, Ryan's foot hurts, what about today's training? And our dance competition in California high school is about to begin, I'm really worried... Jennifer's **** will replace us!"

　　 A tall, fair-skinned female voice walked over and complained to Brenda.

"Yes, our team is counting on you and Lean. Damn Lean, if he hadn't affair with Jennifer, he wouldn't be chased or sprained!" Another dark-skinned girl muttered dissatisfied. Reading, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Damn shame, ghost, the boys at Chapala High School are just some shit!"

　　 "Who said boys in Chapala High School are shit?" Suddenly someone next to him provoked. A group of conspicuously dressed female voices approached, the one headed by them was beautiful, not worse than Brenda.

　　 "Jennifer, you were the one who seduced Lean! You still have a face!" The black girl was angry when she looked at the girl, and it turned out that this is the Jennifer in their mouth.

"So what? You can't even look at her dancing partner. Don't you feel ashamed?" Jennifer doesn't care about such provocations at all. Instead, she is triumphant. She was originally here to show off, without Brenda's competition. She can represent Chapala High School to compete in California.

　　 "Bitch, son!"

　　 The white girl beside Brenda raised her **** to Jennifer.

　　 "You damn—" Jennifer was angry, and rushed to pull the girl's hair.

　　 "Enough, Jennifer!"

　　 Brenda could no longer be silent, and grabbed Jennifer by the arm.

　　 "Let go, bitch, son, do you want to be beaten?"

　　 Jennifer waved her arm fiercely and threw Brenda's hand away.

　　 "I will be waiting for you, don't come to these useless ones, we have the guts to see you on the court, it's not the time yet!" Brenda stared at Jennifer coldly.

　　 "Okay, remember!" Jennifer glared at Brenda, pointed at the white girl, raised her middle finger, and walked away!