When Zhou Lan returned home, he still pretended to be nonchalant in front of his husband. He was already lost, and the less people knew about it, the better.
All I can say is that Zhou Lan wants to lose face.
The teacher looked at his disciple without saying anything, his eyes were the same as usual, but every day was mainly about lectures, and today he was given homework, and it was the kind of homework that needed to be written.
The house was leaking and it rained all night, which made Zhou Lan cry. This must be adding insult to injury. If I had known earlier, I should have made it clear to my husband that his hand hurt and he would be fined today.
Seeing his disciple wilting away, the master couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. How could he hide such a thing from him?
My own disciple was beaten because he didn't attend class well, and the teacher couldn't find a place for him.
What's more, they also sent news. The gentleman felt very embarrassed.
The inconsiderate disciple still pretends to be fat. He deserves to have his hands hurt and have to copy books.
Chang Le looked at his brother-in-law's back and felt his hands hurt for Zhou Lan: "Sir, you can't do this. My brother-in-law is already miserable enough."
The master pointed at the tip of the young disciple's nose: "Don't say anything, or I will punish you by copying books. Who told him to slap his face and pretend to be fat?"
Chang Le sighed: "Sir, don't worry, if I was bullied, I would definitely come over to your side and ask him to protect me, so I wouldn't remain silent."
Teacher: "Don't talk nonsense. It's because he didn't pay attention in class. This doesn't mean he's being bullied."
Chang Le: "Sir, please tell me, is there something on my brother-in-law's mind? Otherwise, why is he not paying attention in class?"
This question is a great idea. Both disciples are very attentive to their studies. This rarely happens. What distracted the disciples?
The teacher saw that his disciple was not a promising person. He had never asked about his teacher's "household affairs", nor had he paid attention to "state affairs". What else could make him worried? He glanced at Chang Le
: "Otherwise you can ask me something."
Chang Le patted his chest and agreed: "Sir, please look after your disciples and make sure you find out clearly."
The husband laughed because the young disciple was gossiping on his own: "I wonder if you can help your brother-in-law relieve his worries."
Chang Le took care of everything: "Sir, don't worry, I'll leave it to my disciples."
The husband looked at his young disciple's confident expression and said to himself, "It's probably going to be good enough. Even if your uncle doesn't fall out, it will be fine. After all, it's not too difficult to guess what's going on in your male disciple's mind."
In the study, Zhou Lan's palms were burning, and he had to sharpen his own ink before copying. This time he didn't dare to be distracted.
Chang Le came over and helped Zhou Lan polish the ink with a smile, very considerate.
Zhou Lan: "Why are you so cute today, you even thought of helping me sharpen my ink? Aren't you going to practice calligraphy?"
Chang Lexin said, I can't say either. I know your hand hurts today and I know you were punished.
It's really hard to be a considerate brother-in-law who protects your brother-in-law's face.
Chang Le smiled and said: "I'll add fragrance to your red sleeves for my sister."
Zhou Lan looked at his chubby brother-in-law, thinking endlessly, and then said: "Why not, it's your sister instead."
Chang Le glanced at Zhou Lan, grinding his teeth, bah, I still want my sister to sharpen the ink for you, you are so beautiful.
All the thoughtfulness was gone, and he immediately showed his sharp claws: "Brother-in-law, are you afraid of delaying my writing? It's okay to slack off occasionally, sir is very considerate. But you still have to study seriously and carefully. After all, sir also has a temper.
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Zhou Lan's writing hand paused for a moment. His brother-in-law's words were not specifically aimed at him, right?
Looking at the little look in his brother-in-law's eyes, Zhou Lan knew that he had not saved his face, so he was afraid that his brother-in-law knew something.
Thinking about how my brother-in-law knew it, he must have known it. No wonder he had so much homework for himself today.
Zhou Lan regretted so much that he should have told the truth in front of his husband if he had known earlier, but he failed to save face and even made trouble for himself.
I feel like nothing smells good anymore. I can’t write any more words.
Chang Le, over there, smiled and made friends with Zhou Lantou: "Brother-in-law, how is our relationship with Uncle Lang?"
Zhou Lan: "You know, all my classmates are envious of me for having an uncle like Jiang Xiaolangjun."
Chang Le's grin was not reserved at all: "As parents, we are the only two children. Counting my brother-in-law, we only have three children now. In the future, my brother-in-law will help me choose a wife."
After this call, Zhou Lan felt comfortable. This was not his brother-in-law, but his brother.
Chang Le continued to work hard: "Brother-in-law, don't blame others for envying our uncle's relationship. Our uncle is indeed not much worse than our biological brothers."
Zhou Lan nodded, but he was still awake without dizziness. With such a long list of words, what exactly was he going to say: "So."
Chang Le: "So, brother-in-law, who do you think is closer to me or cousin Lin?"
These words sounded familiar to Zhou Lan, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Chang Le was unhappy: "My cousin Lin and I fell into the water, who do you want to save first?"
There is no need to choose this one: "Of course I will save you first." Zhou Lan said it unequivocally.
Followed by: "Cousin Lin will also drag you out of the water first. If you believe in me, you must also believe in Cousin Lin's character."
Um, why is such an answer? This is not what Chang Le wants to ask: "What if Cousin Lin can't swim."
Zhou Lan: "That's not possible. I know how to swim. My cousin taught me how to swim. Don't worry, we won't put you in danger."
Chang Le was so frustrated. He took a deep breath and changed direction: "Brother-in-law, if you have any troubles, would you tell Cousin Lin?"
Zhou Lan looked at his brother-in-law and wondered what he was going to do. This boy must have bad tastes: "Well, he will do it naturally."
Chang Le: "Brother-in-law, do you think I am not as good as cousin Lin and can't help my brother-in-law solve his troubles?"
Zhou Lanxin said, finally getting to the point, saying that his brother-in-law was actually helping him polish his ink and show his courtesy today, the cliche came up: "Not really."
Looking at his brother-in-law, Zhou Lan was thinking, how can he not step into a hole and dig a hole for his brother-in-law, that would be even better.
Chang Le: "In that case, brother-in-law, if you have any troubles, tell me and I will help you solve them."
Zhou Lan looked at his brother-in-law. He didn't think he couldn't do it, but said: "This is not good, it's too troublesome for Chang Le."
When Chang Le heard this, he felt relieved. His brother-in-law did not treat him as a child. He felt that he could not solve the problem but was afraid of troubling himself.
At this moment, Chang Le wanted to help his brother-in-law through mountains of swords and seas of fire. He patted his chest and said, "You and I are as close as brothers."
Zhou Lan was hesitant and hesitated: "Seriously, this."
Chang Le: "How can you, a gentleman, be so hesitant when speaking? You have to believe me."
Zhou Lan: "Okay, I just want to get closer to your sister, closer than we are now. The two of us are very good with each other and can't get in the way of other people. People can tell at a glance that we are