Fengqiao Primary School gathers all school-age children from Fengqiao Town and surrounding villages. The entire school is quite large. There are eight classes in each grade, and each class has about thirty to forty people. It just moved the year before last.
The new campus has spacious classrooms and very new teaching aids. Tan Zhao had also been a high school teacher before, so he was familiar with reporting. It didn't take half an hour to complete the admission procedures.
The class teacher of Grade 2 and Class 6 is named He, and he is also the Chinese teacher of Class 5 and 6. He is in his forties and seems very amiable at first glance. Tan Zhao chatted with Teacher He for a few words and then sent Cheng Yan to the class.
"Oh yes, I forgot to give you pocket money."
Tan Zhao dug into his pockets and remembered that in the era of smart payment, even tuition was paid by scanning a QR code. He didn't even have a dime in his body: "I'm sorry, dad didn't bring any money."
Cheng Yan: "..." Why isn't there the slightest surprise?
But he is not a real eight-year-old child, so naturally he won't care about this: "It doesn't matter, I don't spend money."
The corridors are full of students and parents. Elementary schools are no better than middle schools and high schools. Parents are still very worried about their children. Tan Zhao is not out of place in the middle. Of course, if we talk about appearance, this one is quite out of place.
Cheng Yan entered and did his job in the position designated by the teacher. The classmate next to him poked him: "Is that your dad? How cool~"
Cheng Xiaoyan pursed his lips slightly and nodded very restrainedly: "Yes."
"What's your name? My name is Ark, the ark after Noah's Ark."
Cheng Yan couldn't stand the enthusiasm of his classmates. When he went to those schools to study in his previous life, everyone was afraid of him. He subconsciously moved an inch away and said, "Cheng Yan."
"Yan? Which yan?"
In the end, Cheng Yan was saved by the ringing of the class bell, but he soon discovered that as a new classmate... he needed to make a shameful self-introduction.
The stubborn Cheng Xiaoyan:...suddenly regretted going to school.
On the other side, the master of the Cheng family has not returned yet, but Deng Xu has already completed basic training and started massaging his legs with ointment.
As soon as he opened it, the solemn look on Deng Xu's face instantly cracked.
Deng Xu: Doubtful Life.jpg.
Qi Ling'an, who was lying on the door panel as a ghost to peek, suddenly stumbled and walked directly through the door: "Ah——" With the ghost screaming, he stopped in front of Deng Xu's wheelchair and fell.
footsteps.
"who!"
Deng Xu closed the jar tightly and raised his head toward the void, making a warning gesture.
Qi Lingan was so scared that she closed her eyes, hugged herself tightly, and pretended that she didn't exist.
One person and one ghost faced each other for a long time. In the end, it was Deng Xu who withdrew his gaze first. He calmed down and opened the brown glass bottle on the bedside table again. Without the cover, a strong sour and bitter medicinal smell instantly swept through the entire room.
Qi Ling'an:...What a stinking bastard!
As a cook, his sense of smell is inherently sharper than that of a regular ghost. This smell... just smells like a shark ghost.
Master Cheng is indeed a ruthless person.
When the thick ointment comes into contact with the temperature between the fingers, the taste becomes more challenging to the sense of smell. Deng Xu is also a soldier who has received training in the five senses. He feels that he has been shocked. Perhaps, he should collect this smell to train new recruits.
Eggs.
Thinking of this, he looked up at the void again, then endured the smell, and started massaging his legs according to the method given to him by Cheng Si. At first, he didn't feel anything, but when the massage was over, he actually felt a little relaxed.
Of course, this does not refer to the legs, but a message sent to his mind from all parts of the body.
Deng Xu wiped his hands and closed the medicine jar tightly. Suddenly he looked up into the air and said, "Are you still there?"
Qi Lingan was so frightened that he suddenly hit the roof and walked away through the wall.
After the unwarranted sight disappeared, an undercurrent swam in Deng Xu's eyes: Is it a ghost or something? Is it someone who knows him? Why do you care about him so much?
Deng Xu couldn't figure out the lack of important information, but he had a hunch that this sight must have something to do with him.
When Tan Zhao returned with the fresh food delivery, he saw Qi Ling'an, who was silently autistic in the entrance hall.
"Chef Qi, what's going on?"
Qi Ling'an raised his head, knowing that the ghost had no tears: "Boss, I seem to have been discovered!"
"Oh, it was discovered."
Tan Zhao picked up the knife at the entrance to open the express delivery and took out the frozen seafood in the box: "Wow, there are also lobsters, no wonder it's so heavy."
When the chef sees good ingredients, he is like a game enthusiast getting the latest game console. He immediately gets excited: "Leave it! I'll do it! I'm going to show off my skills tonight!"
"...Aren't you worried that you were discovered just now?"
Chef Qi said: "It's okay, he can't see me anyway, I just don't admit it!"
Tan Zhao split the express cartons and prepared to take them to the garbage sorting station to throw them away. Before pushing the door, he turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, Deng Xu can't eat seafood."
Qi Lingan:……
By the time Tan Zhao came back from throwing away the garbage, Qi Ling'an had already started working in the kitchen with the ingredients. He was probably even found, driving the Tianx Genie openly, and the music seemed to be on the tip of his tongue.
After sending the little boy to school, the empty-nest father returned home and had nothing to do, so he simply studied Deng Xu's legs.
"How long will it take to be cured?"
Tan Zhao shook his head: "It's hard to say. It depends on the subsequent recovery and your body's endurance. I don't need to tell you that too much is not enough, right?"
Deng Xu tensed his body and nodded: "I understand, please excuse me."
Tan Zhao glanced at the medicine jar on the cabinet and stood slightly to open the window: "Do you still have any questions to ask me?"
"Then will you answer me?"
Tan Zhao shook his head naturally: "No."
Deng Xu:...feeling angry.
Mr. Tan likes to see serious people holding back their food. He smiled and said: "Don't hide your emotions in your heart. When a person is alive, the body and soul are related. If you are happy both physically and mentally, you may get better faster."
Some."
System: Host, this is the treatment method of a typical Mongolian doctor.
[you shut up.]
Deng Xu had an introverted personality and never talked about himself lightly. He just clenched his fists when he heard the words and did not make a statement. However, when he watched Mr. Tan happily eating seafood porridge at noon, there were a few small flying knives in his eyes.
Tan Zhao was thick-skinned and pretended not to notice.
However, just halfway through the meal, an uninvited guest came outside. Tan Zhao looked at the screen and thought for a while before matching this face with the one who had gained weight five years ago.
This is Ling Rui, the biological brother of the original owner’s ex-wife Ling Jingjing.
This name sounds so much like the model of the car.
"Brother-in-law, it's been a long time. Here's my eldest nephew. I heard he's back. My mother was so happy. Her blood pressure went up when she got back, and she stayed in the hospital for several days. No, I just had time to visit today." Ling Rui
He really knows how to talk, but he is always talking about trains. When this person came to the door, he brought a bag of apples and bananas with crooked melons and split dates. They were as ripe as if nothing had happened in the past five years.
Tan Zhao stretched out his hand to block the person from the door: "I am no longer your brother-in-law, please come back."
Ling Rui hesitated and stopped moving forward: "I'm sorry, my sister...my nephew should always call me uncle. How is he these years?"
Tan Zhao has a headache. What's going on with the Ling family? They were so happy to get the money after the divorce. Why are they coming to the door one by one now? They sound like they are not at fault at all, but as if he is at fault?
"You should not lack the title of uncle, if I remember correctly."
Ling Rui smiled when he heard this: "That little girl's movie is nothing. Compared with her, of course I still feel more pain... There are more nephews."
Tan Zhao crossed his arms and said, "Okay, do you still remember your nephew's name?"
Ling Rui:...What the hell?!
"While I'm still a civilized person, take your fruit and leave quickly."
This was a sure blow. No matter how shameless Ling Rui was, he didn't dare to rush in anymore and left in despair with his bag of crooked and cracked fruits.
Tan Zhao touched his chin and closed the door, suddenly curious about what had happened to the Ling family over the years.
System: Come on, take your time, you have a lot of time anyway~
[It’s still bright, you think so beautifully.]
system:……
Tan Zhao called Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu received the call and was obviously very happy to do this for him. In less than two hours, he received the past information of the Ling family over the years.
What can I say, it's quite rich.
While Tan Zhao was inserting acupuncture into Deng Xu's leg, he was reading information on his mobile phone.
The Ling family is just like the family that Ling's mother asked Ling Jingjing to marry. It has all four corners and the family is very rich. Ling's mother and Ling's father are both working class, and Ling's father's parents are still alive. However, Ling's father is the second son and does not give money to the elderly.
Elderly care.
A family of four used to live in Juxian Community. Ling Jingjing divorced him four years ago and received half of the assets of the start-up company. They bought a new house in the newly opened real estate project Tis Xinyuan. The head of the household was named Ling's father and Ling's mother.
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Just a year ago, the owner of this house had changed, from Ling's father and Ling's mother to Ling Rui and his wife. Ling Rui also got married this year.
Ling Rui and his wife moved into Tees New Garden, and just five months ago, Ling Rui had a son. Well, he was happy to be a father. The Ling family caused a lot of scandals, and they are still causing trouble now.
divorce.
Back to Ling Jingjing, Tan Zhao knew about Ling Jingjing's remarriage, but what he didn't expect was that Ling Jingjing actually married her current husband less than three months after divorcing Cheng Si.
And five months later, she gave birth to a daughter prematurely.
Tan Zhao touched the top of his head and felt a little green.
He clicked on the photo of Ling Jingjing's current husband, Zhao Zhifei. The so-called three-piece suits of successful people, Mediterranean, beer belly, and polo shirts, all were indispensable. He was not bragging about his popularity. Cheng Si could beat thirty Zhao Zhifei, which was more than enough, right?
"Boss, what are you looking at? You are so fascinated. Be careful that the needle is inserted in the wrong way!"
Tan Zhao grunted and put away the phone: "Don't worry, even if I close my eyes, I will never make a mistake."
Deng Xu: ...Now we just pretend that he doesn’t exist, is this blatant, right?!
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