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Chapter 26

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    "What are you talking about?"

    My parents looked at me with a smile.

    But this smile, in my current concerns, looks thorny, gloomy, and a little chilly.

    "Hello, Auntie, I would like to ask Mr. He something!"

    "Oh yes, then you are busy."

    Then, Pepe took the hand of my parents, because my parents wanted to see where I lived, so they just followed.

    Not easy.

    When I rolled my eyes, I realized what Shouhou said just now, huh?  its not right.

    How did this monkey say those words?

    "No, what did you just say?"

    Could it be that my desire to let the thin monkey go too much is written on my face?

    Not necessarily.

    "Oh, because I wanted to thank Mrs. He, Auntie."

    "I changed it when I remembered it temporarily."

    I smiled.

    I may be worrying too much.

    But if I hadn't seen the skinny monkey's eyes turn sore after my peace of mind, I wouldn't have remembered it.

    As for why, I am really not willing to say, it is really too mixed.

    "Shouhou, I plan to follow and accompany my parents. After all, it's rare to come, so I'll go first."

    "Hey, good, Mr. He."

    On the small road to Pepe's house, I was a little cautious, no, it was a kind of soreness that could not be described in words. In short, I was not very comfortable all over, as if my nerves had been stung by something.

    I always feel weird in the air.

    When I got to the door, I saw my parents busy inside, laying sheets, sweeping the floor, and laying out toothpaste and toothbrushes.

    "Come on, daughter, take a look, they are all bought for you."

    "Where's Pepe?"

    "Take us here and go."

    "Then when are you going to leave?"

    "ah?"

    "No, I mean, how long have you been here, I don't want to drive you away."

    My parents are like this, a little glassy, ??a little fragile, and a little sensitive.

    "We're leaving tomorrow, and we'll find a place to sleep outside later."

    Then, isn't it just "clich¨¦".

    Began to launch a problem war against me.

    ? Inquiries based on various concerns.

    "Are you tired of teaching?"

    "It must be tiring. Teaching support is not for enjoyment. The burden on the shoulders is very heavy. I was dizzy before"

    It's over, let's talk about it.

    I sat on the bed with a face ready to be "excused by the teacher", and I was ready to be splashed with saliva.

    "Why are you dizzy? The child's father, what did the girl just say?"

    "Oh, it's a small matter, just poisoning."

    "Affected bywhat poison?"

    "Eating bad? No way? Tell me about it in detail."

    It seemed as if my parents' eyeballs were about to pop out. My mother was pulling my father's sleeve, her mouth was wide open, and her claws were swaying, as if there were needles under her buttocks.

    "Oh, then this education is really a long way to go. You are the only one. Ask the superiors to send another one?"

    "Are you full?"

    "How did you sleep every day?"

    "Are the children doing well?"

    ""

    ""

    ""

    I went through a bunch of questions like this one by one in detail, trying to divert the topic and make a summary.

    "Dad, you go to bed early in the future."

    "Oh, will the temperature fluctuate a lot here?"

    Well, I didn't succeed in shifting the focus.

    I'm really confused now, although it's hard work, I don't complain so much.

    But after all, in the eyes of parents, most of them are children, and children always like to escape when they are cared for, and want to be cared for when they are not.

    It's normal.

    Not long after.

    The door was open, someone knocked on the door, three times.

    This iconic politeness, once you hear it, you don't need to think about it, you know it's a thin monkey.

    I was in a hurry all of a sudden.

    I saw him standing at the door beaming with a bowl of soup.

    "Teacher He, uncle and aunt, I will give you?I made a bowl of soup, drink it while it¡¯s hot, it¡¯s hard work in the car.  "

    "Ouch, this kid, come in quickly, thank you."

    It's also very good, and it broke the ice in the battle of caring in one fell swoop.

    But what followed was my panic.

    Because I have to behave without intersection.

    The thin monkey quickly went to wash the dishes, and then scooped up soup for my parents, as well as my share.

    "Does the child often come here to cook?"

    have to.

    "No, he is a good old man in this village, and he knows every household like this."

    "In this way, it seems quite sensible at this point."

    Indeed, I glanced at him, the usual stained clothes, messy hair, only the eyebrows are neat.

    The thin monkey sat there, without exaggeration, with a cautious expression on his face.

    I sat there cautiously in fear, nervous as if I was participating in a serious competition, for fear of taking it lightly, and avoiding the fiery eyes of the thin monkey, but with the foreshadowing of those words, I occasionally loosened my shoulders.

    "This soup is so delicious, how did you cook it?"

    "Hey, it's pretty simple."

    "Daughter, why don't you drink it? It's so delicious."

    "Well, he's a good cook."

    "I drank it once, and he did it the first time I came here before."

    My parents and I definitely have the same tastes.

    "Well, this kid is really nice."

    "The clothes can be washed, child."

    My parents drank the soup, looked at the thin monkey and said.

    "He has clothes, he"

    It's really suffocating. I was really nervous and afraid of what he would say, so I kept clenching my teeth and speaking first.

    "When he was helping in the village, he would dirty his clothes. He had clothes, but he didn't wear them when he was helping. I also regarded him as a student, and I knew his situation."

    Although my parents have nothing to be suspicious of, but I feel that what I said is really enough.

    "What's it called?"

    My dad asked.

    I'm dying.

    After all, my parents have read his name.

    But at the time I lied to them that it was a girl.

    "Dad, you care about what people's names do."

    "I think this young man is good, I, a big man, like it!"

    "His name is Wang Cun."

    I really almost couldn't hold back my laugh, I kept my mouth shut, for fear of laughing out loud all of a sudden.

    The thin monkey understood what he heard, and quickly agreed with me.

    "Uncle and aunt, my name is Wang Cun."

    "Well! It's good."

    Next.

    "That daughter, where is your friend Deyin? Is it called Deyin? I think it will be dark soon, and she won't come back today?"

    I quickly caught the expression of the thin monkey. He, who is not good at disguising, almost burst out laughing. He quickly lowered his head and rubbed his hands.

    "not coming."

    "All right."

    "Mom and Dad, I tookWang Cun out of the house, and he has to go home to take care of the elderly."

    Hastily took the thin monkey out, almost suffocating me.

    Really relieved.

    "Do you know why I lied to my parents just now?"

    "I don't knowbut there must be a reason."

    "Because when I asked them to finish the phone call with my aunt, they said you were a woman, and if I said you were a man, they designated gossip, do you understand?"

    "That's it, Mr. He, hehe, then you really worked hard."

    "It's okay, you go back first, I'm sorry to drive you out."

    "It's okay, uncles and aunts are very nice, so I'll go first."

    "Well, bye."

    Taking a deep breath, he returned to the house.

    "Hey, daughter, I just saw your hair clips, where did you buy them?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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