"Teacher Qian! I feel so sorry to have you come to pick up Xiaofan in person this time!"
"Mr. Zhou, what you said is obvious. I am very optimistic about the future of Zhou Fan."
"Sir, you can't call me arbitrarily. Teacher Qian can just call me Zhou Hong..."
A small car was heard at the gate of the villa, and Zhou Hong and Qian Sen were chatting politely at this moment.
Zhou Fan, who was yawning, had already gotten into the passenger seat, but listening to the chatter between the two people outside the car, he couldn't help but interrupt and give a reminder.
"Brother Hong! I have an event today and I can't be late. I'll take my leave now!"
"Teacher Qian, walk slowly! Come and have tea when you have time!"
"sure......"
After exchanging polite words, Qian Sen got into the driver's seat and drove.
Zhou Fan also didn't expect that Qian Sen would take the initiative to pick him up this time.
"Teacher Qian! What did you talk to the Dynasty mother you met last night?"
After the car drove out of the old villa area, Zhou Fan asked casually.
As for why Qian Sen knew his home address, he didn't ask much.
"You're talking about Dynasty's mother!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Her skin is really well maintained and she looks beautiful. It's really a pleasure to chat with her!"
"I was so engrossed in chatting with her that I missed the stop, so I went with her to visit her home."
"..."
Zhou Fan couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he listened to Qian Sen's eloquent words. He thought to himself, my dear, teacher, you really don't know how to write the word "death"?
You were too engrossed in chatting and missed the station? Are you sure your soul wasn’t taken away?
Home visits?
Is there a home visit for an orphaned man or a widowed woman?
"and after?"
"What happened to you?"
Zhou Fan couldn't help but interrupt, because Qian Sen was really too wordy, and started praising Dynasty's mother.
"Later? Nothing happened!"
"I went on a home visit and saw that Wang Chaoyang was still sick with a fever. I helped him boil water and then went home!"
"Dynasty's mother is really pitiful. She was widowed when she was young and beautiful. It's really not easy for her as an orphan and a widowed mother to lead Dynasty..."
"Wait, wait, teacher, did you say you saw the Dynasty?"
Before Qian Sen, who sighed deeply and finished speaking, was interrupted again by Zhou Fan.
"Yes! He is pale and has a high fever!"
"I originally wanted to take him to the hospital for a checkup, but Wang Dynasty's mother said that the fever would subside soon after taking medicine."
Qian Sen's answer made Zhou Fan frown slightly and fell into deep thought.
"Teacher! Dynasty's mother's surname is Yang?"
"No! Her surname is Wang!"
"Maybe the Dynasty just took her surname..."
Zhou Fan originally thought her surname was Yang, but he didn't expect her surname was Wang.
He asked about the address of the Qian Sen Dynasty's home, but found that the address was not the old house that had been reduced to ruins.
This time, Dynasty’s mother will participate in an outdoor botanical garden viewing activity together, which can be regarded as a substitute for the absent Dynasty to record the experience of this event.
"By the way! I unexpectedly saw a set of ancient palace dresses at the Wang Dynasty's house!"
"There seems to be a phoenix-like bird tattooed on it, and it looks like it has an antique air of time-honoured..."
...
...
The speeding car arrived at the school not long after. Qian Sen was still talking, but Zhou Fan didn't really listen.
The outing bus was waiting outside the school gate early in the morning.
When Zhou Fan followed Qian Sen onto the bus, he found that many classmates were already sitting on the bus.
The most eye-catching one is the royal mother, Mrs. Wang, wearing a fox fur top, gray leather skirt and black silk stockings.
She exudes a strong fragrance, which is more clearly audible in a closed space.
Like a bee that smelled the fragrance of flowers, Qian Sen came forward and struck up a conversation with Mrs. Wang.
Zhou Fan walked to the back of the carriage and sat down, his eyes secretly sizing up Mrs. Wang.
Many male classmates were fascinated by Mrs. Wang's charming temperament, and they all sat around her with biting flies.
At this moment, Mrs. Wang suddenly stood up and walked towards Zhou Fan with charming steps.
"Are you Zhou Fan? I am Dynasty's mother!"
"I heard that my family, the Dynasty, is quite chatty with you!"
"Do you mind if I sit next to you?"
A faint fragrance came, Mrs. Wang bent down slightly to reveal her career line, stretched out her slender jade hand and took the initiative to shake hands with Zhou Fan and say hello.
Zhou Fan didn't expect to look up and see Mrs. Wang very close to him. He put away his somewhat embarrassed eyes and before he could say anything, Mrs. Wang was already sitting on the seat next to him.
Mrs. Wang's hands were very cold, like popsicles on a hot summer day.
Before he could recover, he felt a cold gaze coming from in front of him.
He looked up and found that it was Yang Xue, and she had also come to participate in outdoor activities.
"Zhou Fan! Okay!"
"Zhang Qian just left and here comes a young woman. Your vision is getting more and more sophisticated!"
Yang Xue went straight to the seat on the other side of Zhou Fan and sat down, saying with a somewhat mocking tone.
The young woman's beauty is not inferior to that of Yang Xue, and she is even more graceful and charming.
Not to mention that the man couldn't control it, even she was stunned.
That’s why the words are so sour...
"This is the mother of the dynasty, Mrs. Wang!"
Zhou Fan's thigh was pinched by a vise, and he gasped in pain and quickly explained.
Yang Xue was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then her face turned purple because Zhou Fan dared to hit her back and pinch her thigh.
Others were stunned. Seeing that Zhou Fan was blatantly pinching Teacher Yang's thigh, many male students were furious.
Many eyes were looking at her with envy and jealousy. Zhou Fan, who was sitting with a beautiful woman on each side, was extremely envious.
But Zhou Fan sensed the murderous aura on both sides, which was the natural hostility between women.
"It turns out to be Dynasty's mother! What do you call her?"
"Your family name is Wang, and your name is Bu Yu!"
"You are a teacher, right? You look young, you should be quite young, you are forty years old, right?"
"Mrs. Wang, you don't look old, you should be about sixty years old..."
The atmosphere was originally quite friendly, but after the discussion about age, the tone of both parties dropped to freezing point.
Zhou Fan was affected from left to right, so he didn't dare to move.
As the bus started to leave the school, Mrs. Wang and Yang Xue also began to bicker with each other.
Qian Sen and the male classmates in the car originally wanted to sit around and talk and smell the fragrance.
But after seeing Mrs. Wang and Yang Xue arguing with each other, as if they didn't recognize each other and were about to fight at any time, everyone sat back in silence.
Zhou Fan's ears were buzzing due to being fired, and he finally closed his eyes and pretended to be sleepy.
Fortunately, after Mrs. Wang and Yang Xue greeted each other politely, they finally stopped fighting and stopped talking about the equality of each other's thick legs and butts.
Zhou Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and found Yang Xue dozing off directly on his shoulder.
Originally, he wanted to push Yang Xue's head away, but he found that there was something sharp on his waist.
"Classmate Zhou, please let Auntie use your shoulder as a pillow for a while!"
Mrs. Wang on the side suddenly spoke, and before Zhou Fan could refuse, she leaned her head against him and dozed off.
no......
All the singles in the car roared with anger!
Auntie! Teacher! Give me your broad shoulders...
Countless envious, jealous and hateful eyes fell on Zhou Fan, wishing they could crush him to pieces and replace him with ashes.