She covered her face, but her eyes were full of kindness, "Since I am an elder, I cannot refuse this greeting gift."
"Ah... Teacher Leng, no, no." Zhou Yulan waved her hands in panic.
"Look at you, you just said that I am an elder, now you refuse." Leng Shuangning's eyes were smiling and she was deliberately angry.
"No, Teacher Leng, this is too expensive."
Qin Fan was also surprised. He didn't know why Leng Shuangning gave Zhou Yulan something.
He had met Leng Shuangning twice, and he always felt that she was mysterious, reticent, and hard to understand.
At this time, Ozawa Oriji started laughing.
"Mrs. Qin, don't reject the teacher's wishes."
"In ancient China, the scholar Xu Shen mentioned in "Shuowen Jiezi" that jade has five virtues."
"Moistening with warmth is the method of benevolence; the principle comes from the outside, and one can know the middle, which is the method of righteousness; its voice is smooth and loud, and it is specially used for hearing from afar, which is the method of wisdom; the wooden beams are broken, which is the method of courage; sharp and honest
Without skills, there is no way to make a fool of yourself."
"He probably means, jade, it is moist and gentle, and has a heart of benevolence; its texture is clear, and it has a heart of loyalty; its voice is soothing, and it has a heart of wisdom; its texture is hard, and it has a heart of courage; it is sharp and restrained
, have a mind of introspection.
"Mrs. Qin, this bracelet is just an item, but it represents the teacher's blessing."
Not to mention, Ozawa Oriji is really proficient in Chinese culture.
With a bracelet, he could speak so eloquently, citing the past and present, making it irresistible.
Qin Fan couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Helpless, Zhou Yulan had no choice but to take it with both hands and wear it on her fair wrist.
"That's right, Yulan, you are very suitable for it." Leng Shuangning said.
"Thank you, Teacher Leng."
"Yulan, we are destined to be together, please call me aunt."
"Well, thank you Aunt Leng."
Leng Shuangning nodded with satisfaction, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.
After a meal that lasted for more than an hour, Ozawa Oriji and Leng Shuangning personally saw off Qin Fan and Zhou Yulan.
I saw the young couple leaving.
Leng Shuangning seemed to still have more to say.
"Teacher, you are very happy today."
"Well, I get along very well with Yulan."
Leng Shuangning left behind a word and walked towards the elevator.
Ozawa Oriji was stunned for a moment, then smiled again. In his impression, Leng Shuangning was a very rare joy.
Even more happily, Qin Fan agreed to continue discussing medicine with him.
He is like a sponge, able to continuously learn the essence of Chinese traditional medicine.
"Ozawa, I will take you to a place tomorrow."
"Okay, teacher, it's up to you."
Leng Shuangning has an irreplaceable position in his heart. Sometimes, his father Masao Ozawa's words are not as effective as Leng Shuangning's.
The teacher taught him to be sincere, trustworthy and a good person.
His father taught him that he should fight for the honor of his family, be loyal to Japan, and be loyal to his family by any means necessary.
So, many times, he was confused.
Qin Fan and Zhou Yulan were on their way home.
"Qin Fan, do you think Aunt Leng is weird? Why is she masked?" Zhou Yulan asked curiously.
"How would I know?" Qin Fan curled his lips.
"Her eyes are very beautiful. I guess she must be a great beauty, otherwise why would she be covered up?"
"Either she suffered facial injuries. If so, Aunt Leng must have many stories to tell."
"Haha...that's Teacher Leng's privacy."
"Qin Fan, to be honest, I don't like Japanese people. Why would Aunt Leng become a teacher for Japanese people?"
"I've been with him since I was a child. I really can't understand."
"Silly girl, if you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it." Qin Fan couldn't help but pat the other party's head.
The next day, two people appeared at the earthquake site in the old county town of Lanling.
They are Ozawa Oriji and Leng Shuangning.
Nowadays, everything is deserted. Broken walls and remnants of walls after the earthquake can be seen everywhere.
The collapse of half of the mountain covered almost one-third of the old county, forming a huge hill.
From a distance, it looks like a natural grave.
"Teacher, what are you doing here?" Ozawa Oriji asked.
"There are old friends of the teacher here, but their whole family was killed in the earthquake."
"Oh...Zhi Er has never heard the teacher say that."
Leng Shuangning took out incense candles and paper money.
"Zhi Er, come here and pay homage to the teacher. The deceased is the greatest."
Leng Shuangning and Ozawa Oriji burned the paper money together and bowed deeply three times to the ruins.
"Zhi Er, you must be curious, who is here?"
"If the teacher didn't say it, it must be because it wasn't time to say it."
Ozawa Oriji was a little embarrassed when her teacher saw through her thoughts.
Leng Shuangning took a few steps to the side, and the mountain breeze blew her hair.
She found a stone, dusted it, and sat down.
"Zhi Er, teacher, let me tell you a story. It happened here."
She organized her language and began to chat with Ozawa Oriji.
Ozawa Oriji listened quietly.
"Twenty years ago, this was the edge of the old county, with crops everywhere."
"That year, a family of three returned to their hometown from the city to visit relatives. On the way, they encountered a group of bandits who robbed and killed them."
"The bandits surrounded and killed them crazily, and they were outnumbered."
"A city woman relied on her skills to escape here with her three-year-old child in her arms. The bandits were hot on her trail."
"Not far from here, there is a peasant woman planting crops in the field."
"Her child is almost three years old and is playing next to her."
Leng Shuangning spoke slowly, and the memories tore through her dusty memories.
…
"Sister, I'm being hunted now. It doesn't matter if I die. Please help me take care of the child for the time being."
City women suddenly appear next to rural women.
The rural woman was so frightened that she backed away and almost sat down on the ground.
Because this city woman suddenly appeared with disheveled hair, stab wounds on her body, and blood stains on her clothes.
"Sister, I beg you, we are all mothers, and our children are innocent."
At this time, the sound of bandits chasing was getting closer and closer.
The urban woman anxiously "plops" down on her knees before the rural woman.
"You...don't do this, I promise you."
The rural woman looked at her child and felt compassion.
She reached out and took the child from the city woman's hand. The child didn't know what was going on, and had been falling into a drowsy sleep.
"Thank you, eldest sister. Don't worry, I will come and pick him up as soon as possible."
She asked the rural woman's name and hurriedly ran away in another direction.
There was the sound of fighting in the distance, and after a while, the sound gradually faded away.
The rural woman was so frightened that she hid the child among the corn stalks in the ground.
Pretend to continue working as if nothing happened.
I thought that the matter would be over like this, and the nervous heart of the rural woman would relax.
At this time, a vicious voice suddenly came from behind.
"Hey! Did you see a woman passing by with a child?"
The rural woman looked back and saw several fierce and strong men with short sticks and machetes in their hands.
"No...no." She shook her head repeatedly, frightened and speechless.
"Is that your child?" One of the strong men pointed to the child playing in the dirt.
"Well, yes...yes."
The strong men didn't say anything, turned around and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, two or three strong men came running up, and they chatted together.
Then, come back immediately.
"Smelly woman, how dare you deceive us, who does this child belong to?"
"It's my child, I...I didn't lie to you, I don't know what you are talking about."
The rural woman was so frightened that she quickly stepped forward and hugged her child.
"Huh! It must be this little guy. The woman passed by here and the child she was holding disappeared."
"It's about the same size."
At this time, someone from a distance caught up and kept shouting: "Stop!"
"Hurry up! They are catching up." One of the strong men urged.
Immediately, two strong men came up to snatch the child. They punched the rural woman down, picked up the child and ran away.
The rural woman reluctantly got up and chased her while crying heartbreakingly.
"Put it down! That's really my child! Put it down!"
She tried her best to catch up, but her foot strength was not as good as those of the bandits.
After a while, the bandits disappeared.
In the end, even the child's cries could no longer be heard.
She was anxious and frightened, and suddenly thought of the hidden child.
He hurried back and saw that the child was not seriously injured, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But what about her child? She sat on the ground in pain and cried loudly.
Helpless, she had no choice but to pick up the city woman's child and go home.
That night, there was a knock on the door of the rural woman's room. It turned out to be a city woman who came to the door.
"Sister, thank you, where is my child?"
"It's still there, come in." The rural woman said sadly.
There is also a young man in the house, who is the husband of a rural woman.
The man was so angry that he slammed the table and glared at the rural woman angrily.
"Sister, what happened?" The city woman felt that the atmosphere was not right.
When she asked this question, the rural woman immediately burst into tears, and the man also kept sighing.