Different from Song Yu’s painful daily life as a teacher, Xiao Chenchen still had a lot of fun studying in Dahuang Mountain.
She knew very well that she had never been a teacher, so she did not ask the university to tutor students directly. Instead, she went to the teacher's office first, studied the textbooks carefully, and found that she could only teach elementary school, so she went directly to the lowest grade.
.
The lowest grade has a teacher on duty on a regular basis. The two of them are still schoolmates when they talk, and he is her junior student.
The junior student was very surprised to learn that Xiao Chenchen had not worked for so many years.
"What a pity, senior sister." He said with emotion.
"Of course, I'm not saying that it's not good to be a housewife, but I'm just a little surprised that my senior was so good at school...I still have an impression of your works..."
This is probably the second time in the past few years that she has been praised by others besides being a wife.
Xiao Chenchen was still sitting on the chair, but his heart and mind were already in a trance.
This kind of trance turned into doubting life at noon.
She discovered that she would be praised just for cooking.
She found that the knowledge and skills she had learned and practiced had not faded over time.
She still likes to cook, but she doesn’t just want to get up at 4 o’clock every morning to cook for her family.
She is only in her early 30s, and her life still has a broad future.
Even now she has time to study for a new degree.
Not to mention, she doesn’t want to change her career.
She likes to draw and design.
"At this age, seniors don't have to think about finding an art studio. Start as an assistant. Our school has art teachers. If you don't feel lonely, you can come to our school to teach."
"In addition, I think I can try to be a self-media blogger. Nowadays, self-media bloggers are quite good. They are free and can take care of their families."
So in the afternoon, Xiao Chenchen, accompanied by her juniors, registered accounts on various platforms. She didn't rush and started posting. Instead, she first followed a few Up owners in the field of painting and studied them carefully.
In addition, she borrowed the school's computer to carefully make a resume, because she hadn't drawn in the past few years and she didn't have any new masterpieces. After thinking about it, she drew it for a dozen children in the primary school class.
A group photo.
This time, she received countless compliments.
Children's expressions are often simple and direct. Some children couldn't think of too powerful words of praise, so they directly gave her the snacks and handicrafts they brought.
Wrapped in love, Xiao Chenchen suddenly felt less tired...
It turns out...she is also very powerful...
But all this came to an abrupt end when Song Yu came to pick her up.
She earned three times as many points as he did yesterday, but he was not happy at all, and even suspected her of cheating by unfair means.
At first, he said that Bingbing opened the back door for her, but after being refuted later, he said that she was lucky.
He also said that even if children in the mountains learned to paint, they would not be able to persist.
Xiao Chenchen just felt speechless.
But thinking that this was her husband, the father of her two children, she patiently explained.
But who would have thought...
The more she explained, the more Song Yu exploded.
She could still maintain a smile at first, but then she started to stare at him sullenly, and then she started to lose her temper, saying angrily that he had shortened her life and that she wanted to deal with herself because of an outsider.
"I don't understand...Is it so difficult to admit that I am also very good?" Listening to Song Yu's confusing words at the school gate at night and repeating them several times, Xiao Chenchen really lost his patience.
She calmly stood up from the suitcase and expressed her doubts clearly word for word.
Her voice was very soft, so soft that it could not even cover the chirping of cicadas in the distance, but Song Yu's heart was buzzing.
It seemed like someone had slapped me hard.
"Xiao Chenchen, what's so good about you? Do you know how many phone calls I've received at home from last night to now because of your willfulness?"
Before Xiao Chenchen could answer, he roared angrily: "72! I answered 72 calls in less than one day!"
"You can't even be a full-time wife. How can you ask me to praise you for your excellence? What is your excellence?"
Xiao Chenchen smiled...
Look.
This is a man. After dealing with his own mother for a day, he started to fall apart.
She has been dealing with it for almost 10 years...
"You're right." Xiao Chenchen smiled instead of getting angry: "So I am not good enough, so I decided to resign."
"What?"
"I'm not going to do it anymore. I can do it to any housewife of the Song family who likes it." Xiao Chenchen finished speaking in one breath and felt that his whole body felt lighter."
Song Yu held her swollen forehead and held her wrist tightly: "What do you mean? Do you want to divorce me?"
Xiao Chenchen raised his eyebrows but did not answer.
She really thought about divorce.
Over the past year, he had been too depressed in the Song family. He was like a walking zombie every day. In addition, she was rejected by her mother-in-law and husband. She thought about leaving this world more than once.
But divorce...
She really hasn't thought about it.
But if Song Yu wants to leave, he doesn’t seem to be very angry?
It seems that this is not possible now. She has no stable income. If she gets divorced, she will definitely not get custody of her daughter.
"I didn't say that." She said, imitating Song Yu's words.
"Besides...you are almost 40 years old, can you stop being so naive?"
Song Yu???
Song Yu: "Am I naive?"
Xiao Chenchen glanced at her watch and calculated the time. It should be her mother-in-law's weekly spa time.
Normally, she would make an appointment in advance for a technician to come to her home, prepare fruit snacks, and tune 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 the hand he held: "Go Pikachu!"
Song Yu:@##￥%…
Song Yu angrily wanted to throw away the phone.
But this is his mother! His own mother!
Just when he was about to give 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, but Ling Bingbing stopped him: "Mr. Song."
Song Yu had a dark face: "Is there something wrong with Mrs. Hao?"
Ling Bingbing waved and had someone give him a bag of things.
Inside is bread and water, both of which are Song Yu’s favorite flavors.
It must be Xiao Chenchen who requested her, right?
So...that woman is playing hard-to-get with him?
Song Yumao suddenly relaxed, beaming with joy, holding his head high and chest high. He pretended to be reserved and plucked the bag with two fingers: "Chenchen, are you bothering you again? It's really not necessary. I'm not a picky person."
Ling Bingbing:...
Ling Bingbing twitched the corner of her mouth and stuffed the whole bag into his arms: "Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with Sister Chenchen. I asked the assistant about your taste. As for me, I have no other requirements for you. Tomorrow
Take care of the messy things at home during the day and don’t bother your sister, okay?”