As the winter vacation draws closer, why not become more and more restless, always thinking about something.
Seeing her staring at the calendar in a daze again, Qin Guanglin didn't bother her, and silently took out the homework she brought back to help correct it.
Primary school students' homework is still Chinese homework, which is just a mechanical job, copying ancient poems and texts, anyway, besides copying, there are occasional diaries, which makes people laugh and cry.
"This was written with two pens."
Qin Guanglin's eyes were vicious, he directly found the lazy ones and put them aside, why not come over and point them out to her later.
Someone is bound to be unlucky tomorrow.
"You're so proficient, you've done this a lot, right?" He might as well pick it up and take a closer look to see the way.
"Our Chinese teacher back then was very perverted..." Qin Guanglin clicked his tongue, no matter what, and suddenly disappeared.
When she faced the students, she didn't know if she would turn into an old witch, scolding others with a straight face.
Probably.
"Say it, why don't you say it?" He might as well glance at him.
"Teachers in the world belong to the same family, let alone..."
Qin Guanglin rubbed his nose resentfully, seeing that He Wu put the homework at the bottom of the stack, he gloated again: "What will you do with him tomorrow?"
"Let's take care of it like that... Maybe decades later, he will still say to his wife: What happened to my Chinese teacher back then, Barabara."
"..."
Why not put away your homework, see if there is nothing to do, and gently pinch Qin Guanglin's shoulders behind Qin Guanglin, "Aren't you very proud of marrying a teacher?"
"What's so good about it... well, I'm a little proud." Qin Guanglin leaned back on the chair with half-closed eyes, really feeling very comfortable.
Standing on the podium every day to scold disobedient students, and then come back to look like a little daughter-in-law, just think about it.
"Then can you listen to the teacher?"
Qin Guanglin opened his eyes vigilantly, looked up at her, "What do you want to do?"
"Just tell me whether you will listen or not."
"Do not listen."
"Then don't pinch." He might as well let go of his hand and turn around, then come back and squeeze his shoulder hard, "It's useless to serve you for a long time!"
"..."
Qin Guanglin opened his mouth, he wanted to listen to his wife, but after thinking about it, he closed it again.
The important things will definitely not be so coy and courteous. Looking at her like this, 99% of them are inexplicable things-such as asking him to stay at home to paint.
It is better not to open this mouth.
Looking at the calendar, why not look at it again, Qin Guanglin suddenly had an idea in his heart, "You can't be... homesick, right?"
"Huh?" He Wu wondered.
"I see you often look at the calendar—are you going home this winter vacation?"
"No, I'll just go on winter vacation sometime, and then I'll cook you a big tonic soup at home, lest you keep talking about how you'll lose your life."
He might as well take off his shoes and climb onto the bed while talking, pulled the quilt over and said, "Don't touch me, won't you lose weight?"
"Don't touch, who likes to touch—"
"you said."
"I said."
"Say it again."
He might as well take the phone and turn on the recording, lie on the head of the bed and stretch out his arms to ask him to repeat, "Say, whoever touches it again is a puppy."
"Whoever touches again is a puppy." Qin Guanglin said to the phone confidently.
I don't know who likes to touch whom, hum.
He touched his waist and decided not to move around for a week, so he had to take good care of his body.
As for a week later... She will definitely forget about the recording.
"Whoever touches again is a puppy... whoever touches again is a puppy."
He might as well click on the recording and listen to it twice, then lie back on the bed with a smile on his face, "Come up and get ready for bed."
"Don't touch me."
Qin Guanglin ordered, and dragged the cotton to the bathroom to put some water, then turned off the light in the bedroom and climbed into the bed when he came back.
"Didn't you say you won't touch it?" He Wu asked.
"You can't even hug her?" Qin Guanglin hugged her and tightened his arms again, "It's not that touch."
"Hmph, good night."
"Good night."
On winter nights, the warm quilt always makes people want to have an early rest. Just after ten o'clock, the two hug each other and fall asleep.
Night, sleep peacefully.
…
The winter vacation came four days later, Qin Guanglin was afraid that he might as well stay at home and be bored, so he specially bought a cookbook for her.
Tie a bow with a delicate rope and put the recipe on the co-pilot, and he drove to the school gate to pick up the last day of work, why not leave school.
"Gift?"
Why not open the car door and see the menu at a glance, glance at him with a vacant eye, pick it up and put it in the back seat.
"Choose what to send to you carefully, to celebrate the winter vacation."
Qin Guanglin chuckled. This gift was just a joke. After buying it, it would be boring to look through it.
Like the chore dice she sent.
"Go over there." He Wei pointed to the opposite direction to go home, and aimed his eyes at the sidewalk next to him.
"Where are you going?"
"Go to the student's home and make a home visit, soon."
"Hey~ I don't know which unlucky student...the one who used two pens to do homework last time?" Qin Guanglin gloated a little.
The teacher's home visit... It's hard to put it on yourself, but it's too happy to see it on others.
"No... just stop in front."
Why not direct Qin Guanglin to pull over, open the door and get out of the car, beckoning, "Xiaoyuan!"
On the sidewalk, a little girl with a schoolbag on her back stopped, turned her head and looked around, and finally confirmed the source of the sound until He Wu yelled again, and smiled at He Wu, "Teacher He!"
"Come here, I'll take you back."
"ah?"
Xiaoyuan ran over in small steps, looked at the car in front of him a little cautiously, "Teacher, I..."
"Hurry up and get in the car. I just happened to go to your house and do a home visit."
Why not call the little girl to sit in the back row, and sat with her without returning to the co-pilot, and said to Qin Guanglin, "Heyuan Lane, turn right at the two traffic lights ahead."
"oh."
Qin Guanglin responded, drove the car forward slowly, looked at the little girl who was still a little cautious through the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "What grade is the kid in?"
"Third grade."
"Well... Is the teacher fierce to you?"
Xiao Yuan pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingers, looked up at He Wu, shook his head and said, "Teacher He is fine."
Why not give Qin Guanglin an angry look, "Drive hard!"
Qin Guanglin shook his head and stopped the car in front of the traffic lights, "Xiao... Xiaoyuan, right? What's your last name?"
"Surname Xiang."
"Xiang Xiaoyuan... so nice to hear." Qin Guanglin praised, and the more he looked at it, the more cute he felt.
If only I could have a daughter in the future...
Xiaoyuan lowered his head and took a sneak peek, then said timidly, "Is uncle He's boyfriend?"
"Uh... yes." Qin Guanglin turned his head and smiled at her, "It's better to call him brother."
"..."
The car quickly passed through two traffic lights, turned right as He Wu said, and drove slowly on the side of the road to see which one was Heyuan Lane.
This is still half a village in the city, and the development has not yet been completed. The road ahead is getting narrower and narrower. When we reach a large garbage dump, why not finally make a sound.
"Stop here."
Qin Guanglin parked the car as promised, lowered the car window to look around, was so smelled by the garbage dump that he quickly closed it again, why not take Xiaoyuan out of the car, told him to wait here for a while, followed Xiaoyuan and walked forward.
He wanted to follow down to have a look, but seeing why they turned into a house after a few steps, he gave up his mind and looked left and right a little bored.
No. 116, Heyuan Lane.
The blue sign nailed on the wall was too old and covered with dirt. Qin Guanglin looked at it for a long time before he could see whether the last number was 8 or 6.
The little girl looks so good, she shouldn't have made a mistake, right
(end of this chapter)