Unlike Song Yu's painful teacher's daily life, Xiao Chenchen was still very happy to learn in Dahuangshan Middle School.

She knew very well that she had never been a teacher, so she did not ask the college to tutor students directly. Instead, she went to the teacher's office first, studied the textbook carefully, and found that she could only teach elementary school, so she simply went directly to the lowest grade

.

The lowest grade has a regular teacher on duty. When they talk, they are still an alumni. He is her junior.

My junior was very surprised to learn that Xiao Chenchen had not been at work for so many years.

"It's a pity for senior sister." He sighed.

"Of course, I'm not saying it's not good to be a housewife, but I'm a little surprised. My senior sister was so good at school back then... I still remember your works..."

This is probably the second time that she has been praised in recent years besides being a wife.

Xiao Chenchen was still sitting on the chair, and his heart and mind were already dazed.

This trance turned into doubting life until noon.

She found that she would be praised just because she cooked her meal.

She found that the knowledge and skills she had learned and practiced did not fade over time.

She still likes cooking, but not just wants to get up at 4 a.m. every morning to cook for her family.

She is only in her early 30s and her life still has a vast future.

Even if she is now studying a new degree, it is still time for her to learn.

Not to mention, she doesn't want to change her career either.

She likes painting and design.

"At this age, senior sister doesn't have to think about finding a studio. Starting with an assistant, our school has art teachers. If you don't think it's remote, you can come to our school to teach."

"In addition, I think seniors can try to do self-media. Nowadays, self-media bloggers are also very good, both free and can take care of their families."

So in the afternoon, Xiao Chenchen registered accounts on various platforms with her junior brother. She did not rush to post, but instead followed several up masters in the painting field and studied carefully.

In addition, she borrowed the school computer to make a resume carefully. Because she had not painted in recent years, she had no new masterpieces. After thinking about it, she drew for more than a dozen children in the elementary school class.

A group photo.

This time, she received countless praises.

Children's expressions are often simple and direct. Some children cannot imagine the words of praise that are too powerful, so they directly give her the snacks and handicrafts they bring.

Wrapped in love, Xiao Chenchen suddenly became less tired...

It turns out... she is also very awesome...

But all this came to an abrupt end when Song Yu came to pick her up.

She earned three times the points he had yesterday, but he was not happy at all, and even suspected that she cheated by improper means.

At first, he said that Bingbing opened the back door for her, but after being refuted, he said that she was lucky.

He also said that even if children in the mountains learn to paint, they can’t stick to it.

Xiao Chenchen felt speechless and died.

But when she thought that this was her husband and the father of her two children, she explained patiently.

But who would have thought...

The more she explained, the more she became, the more explosive Song Yu was.

At the beginning, she could still keep a smile, but then she began to stare at him gloomyly, and then she started to lose her temper, sarcastically saying how he shortened her life and that she wanted to deal with herself for an outsider.

"I don't understand... I admit that I'm also excellent. Is it so difficult?" Hearing Song Yu's words at the school gate at night, he said it several times, and Xiao Chenchen really lost his patience.

She stood up calmly from her suitcase, word by word, and clearly expressed her doubts.

Her voice was very soft, so light that it could not even cover the cicadas in the distance, but Song Yu's heart was buzzing.

It seemed like someone was slapped hard.

"Xiao Chenchen, how good are you? Do you know how many calls I have answered from last night to now because of your willfulness?"

Before Xiao Chenchen could answer, he roared irritably: "72! I answered 72 calls in less than a day!"

"You can't even be a full-time housewife. How do you ask me to praise you for being excellent? How can you be excellent?"

Xiao Chenchen smiled...

Look.

This is a man, his own mother was dealing with it for a day and then he started to turn it over.

She has been dealing with it for almost 10 years...

"You are right." Xiao Chenchen smiled rather than angry: "So, I, who is not outstanding, decided to resign."

"What?"

"I'm not going to do it anymore. Whoever loves to do the housewife of the Song family?" Xiao Chenchen finished speaking in one breath, feeling that he was much lighter."

Song Yu pressed his swollen forehead and tightly held her wrist: "What do you mean? Are you going to divorce me?"

Xiao Chenchen raised his eyebrows but did not answer.

She really thought about divorce.

He has lived in the Song family this year so depressed that every day is like a walking corpse. In addition, he is disliked by his mother-in-law and husband, so she has thought about leaving this world more than once.

But divorce...

She really never thought about it.

But if Song Yu wanted to Li, he wouldn't seem very angry?

It seems that it is not possible now. She has no stable income and will definitely not have the custody of her daughter if she divorces.

"I didn't say that." She said as Song Yu said.

"And... I'm almost 40 years old, can you not be so naive?"

Song Yu???

Song Yu: "I am childish?"

Xiao Chenchen glanced at the watch and calculated the time. Now it should be the spa time for her mother-in-law once a week.

In the past, she would make an appointment with her technician in advance, prepare fruit snacks, and prepare her favorite anti-Japanese war movie.

But today...

Sure enough, the next second, Song Yu's cell phone rang again.

"Your mother is looking for you." Xiao Chenchen smiled and pulled out his hand that he had pulled out: "Go and Pikachu!"

Song Yu: @##￥%…

Song Yu wanted to throw away his phone irritably.

But this is his mother! His real mother!

Just when he wanted to spread his phone to Xiao Chenchen, footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

Ling Bingbing came back with people carrying large and small bags.

Song Yu subconsciously wanted to leave, and Ling Bingbing stopped him: "Mr. Song."

Song Yu darkened his face: "Ms. Hao is something wrong?"

Ling Bingbing waved and asked someone to give him a bag of things.

There are bread and water inside, both of which are the tastes that Song Yu likes.

It must be Xiao Chenchen who asked her?

So...that woman is playing hard to get with him?

Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes, cheerful, and raised his head and chest. He pretended to be reserved and pulled the bag with two fingers: "Chenchen is troubled again? It's really no need, I'm not a picky person."

Ling Bingbing:...

Ling Bingbing twitched the corner of her mouth and stuffed the bag into his arms: "Don't get me wrong, it's okay with Sister Chenchen. This is what I asked the assistant about your taste. I have no other requirements for you, tomorrow
Chapter completed!