After teaching and learning, no matter how much time passed, Qiu Xiaoyun felt that his little tongue was numb, his heart was beating fast, and his body temperature was almost strong enough to boil an egg.
Finally, Qiu’s mother came home.
Hearing the commotion outside, the two were embarrassed to discuss how to have children in the future, so they quickly packed up their clothes. Unexpectedly, Qiu's mother opened the door and came in. When she saw her daughter's face as red as blood, she was surprised:
"Xiaoyun, why are you face so red?"
Qiu Xiaoyun didn't know how to answer.
It was Demon King Chen who had a strong psychological quality and said: "Oh, Teacher Qiu is thin-skinned and dumb-tongued. When others attack her, she doesn't know how to retaliate and even gets tongue-tied. I was just teaching her a lesson. By the way,
I taught her some special skills to deal with these situations. She may have been a little embarrassed by what I said, and she blushed and became embarrassed. Fortunately, she didn't cry, otherwise your mother would definitely not let me eat."
Qiu Xiaoyun was stunned.
Did he mean kissing?
No matter how I listen to it, I feel like I am talking about this.
But how could Qiu's mother know the twists and turns inside? She thought that Chen Yan was really educating her daughter, so she immediately said: "Xiaoyun, Xiao Chen is also doing it for your own good. If you need education, educate her. It's okay if you scold her and cry. Xiao Chen,
Auntie treats you as a natural person...Hey, at that time, I really thought you were my son-in-law!"
"Auntie, actually Teacher Qiu and I are here..."
When Chen Yan was about to say something, Qiu Xiaoyun immediately said: "Mom, don't talk nonsense. I have actually met him a few times. We are friends at most. If you say that, he will not dare to come here in the future."
Qiu's mother was embarrassed: "Haha, I just said casually. As I get older, I always like to nag about family disputes. Xiao Chen, don't mind. Auntie is going to cook now. I must eat at home later!"
Chen Yan flattered her a little: "Auntie can educate a good daughter like Teacher Qiu, and the food she cooks will definitely be good, so I would be disrespectful."
Qiu's mother was very happy after hearing this and said: "The greatest achievement of my life is to train my daughter Xiaoyun. At first, our family was so poor that we couldn't even afford the tuition, but I think no matter how hard it is, no matter how poor we are, we can't
I delayed my children, borrowed money from everywhere to pay tuition, and later went to pick up rags..."
Qiu Xiaoyun blushed and said: "Mom, go and cook, go and cook, what are you talking about?"
Chen Yan said with a smile: "Actually, I quite like hearing about these things. The struggle history of ordinary families is very close to us. Don't look at me like this now. In fact, I grew up in an orphanage. When I was young, I also
I picked up cardboard drink bottles. At that time, being able to pick up a bag and go to the recycling bin to change some change and buy something I liked was the happiest thing in my youth."
"Ah——?Brother Chen, have you ever picked up rags?"
"Yes, isn't this normal? The orphanage doesn't have pocket money. If you want to buy something, you have to find a way by yourself. I still remember that recycling bin that collects junk. Oh, by the way, it seems to be nearby. The one on Anji Road called
The boss of Brother Xiaoma's recycling station is very nice, but he likes to scold people and always calls me a little bitch."
"Ah? Puppy egg?"
"Yeah, what does it matter? Looking at your expression, do you dislike me?"
Qiu Xiaoyun covered his mouth and suddenly said: "Then do you still remember the little dirty cat?"
"What little dirty cat?"
"That's right, that's the girl who often goes to Xiao Ma's recycling bin and is called a dirty cat by her boss. She wears two high ponytails?"
Chen Yan saw her making her hair into two ponytails with her hands...
Holy shit!
No way?
"Are you a dirty little cat?"
"Yeah, yeah!" Qiu Xiaoyun nodded desperately, with tears in his eyes, "You even treated me to popsicles, do you remember?"
It turns out that we have known each other since we were young!
It turns out that we have known each other since we were young, and we have met now, but we have known each other for a long time, but we don't know each other.
Chen Yan also felt a little emotional that things in the world were so coincidental. At that time, Chen Yan was only in the first or second grade, and he was seven or eight years old. At that time, the two of them had not grown up or grown up. After so many years, they did not know each other.
is normal.
"Why didn't you come to the recycling bin later?" Qiu Xiaoyun asked.
At that time, about half a year later, Chen Yan stopped going to the recycling bin.
Qiu Xiaoyun had been looking forward to it for a long time and often asked the owner of the recycling bin, but there was no news.
"Oh, our dean and grandma found out about me picking up rags and selling them for money. She beat me severely and asked Sister Kexin to supervise me. She said she would kick me out of the orphanage if I continue to pick up rags. I will
I don’t dare to pick it up anymore.”
With this recognition, the relationship between the two became closer.
While eating, Chen Yan dared to put his feet in the arms of the beautiful teacher under the dining table.