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Chapter 259: Parents, Iron Wall

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    All of a sudden it's true, it's over.

    Possibly in Pepe's children's world, this sentence has no other feeling or so-called metaphor.

    On the contrary, it can also highlight and strengthen what he thinks is related to the theme today, and the expression of the relationship between me and the thin monkey has been improved to a higher level.

    Slender Monkey and I really took care of each other before, and always cared about me.

    But this sentence is really a bit ambiguous. After all, it is not impossible to be a good friend to this extent, let alone a person of the opposite sex.

    It really bothers me a bit.

    It was obvious that when I nodded in response to my parents' doubts, my parents' jaws almost dropped, and even my dad's pupils, I had an earthquake.

    Of course I understand his micro-expression, he was shocked.

    Seeing that the topic has reached this point, it must be a little more caring than they thought in their hearts.

    Thin Monkey must not have realized that what he said reflected the reaction and direction in the adult world.

    He said good night in advance and happily continued to eat there, and patted his chest and said, "There are a lot of things."

    If he was an adult, maybe he wouldn't speak so casually.

    I sighed deeply, my back went down, and I was very frustrated that I couldn't straighten my back and back. I even ate there with some loneliness.  The belt is crooked.

    However, what was even more frightening was that Grandpa didn't seem to know about it, so he was also very surprised and said, "Oh, is it still like this?"

    However, more among my parents, one of the key words they can still hear is illness.

    Now I guess I will go back or my parents will ask me some questions tomorrow.

    Pepe noticed my bad look, but he didn't realize he said something wrong.

    All of this makes me feel out of order.

    I thought my parents would ask something, but they just smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh, that's good, really that's good."

    However, according to my understanding of them, if they say the last word repeatedly, they must not know what to say.

    I thought I could stop here and talk about something new, so that the atmosphere just now could be brought back to life.

    But my parents seemed to be staring at Pepe, and the moment I looked at him, I felt a bad premonition.

    "I heard that he brought your breakfast, isn't it?"

    My parents asked Pepe kindly.

    "Yes, it's all sent by brother Deyin, and he will cook dinner for us sometimes."

    "Has he always treated everyone like this?"

    "Yes, he treats us all like this."

    "Then it seems that Grandpa is right."

    "What a nice guy."

    The conversation between my parents and Pepe made me a little worried. If it weren't for the tone of my parents, the occasional indirect pause, the silence when they looked at each other, and then intermittently asked questions, I wouldn't think too much about it.  purpose of these words.

    But I am too lazy to think about anything.

    So.

    "Oh my god, the food served today is delicious."

    I spoke first, wanting to change the topic.

    "Yes, not bad, I cooked it with Brother De Yin."

    "Well, it seems that your cooking skills are good."

    But this topic soon fell apart.

    Because it is equivalent to embarrassing nonsense.

    I sat between my parents, and I deeply felt the two of them skipping me, making small movements or passing messages behind me.

    But they are all very measured and polite people, and they will not show some unpleasant expressions on this occasion.

    But soon my grandpa's birthday turned into an interview with my parents.

    Although it is also centered on grandpa.

    I have been asking some questions, whether it is life or other aspects, about my parents.

    It's all very routine, and with some things you want to know.

    Until Grandpa suddenly asked a very sad question for me.

    "It's hard work for your daughter to come to this branch of teaching."

    "Yeah, it's really hard work."

    "Is he here for a year?"

      This sentence asked by grandpa.

    I can see the reluctance that surfaced on Grandpa's face early on.

    But my parents nodded very firmly and said, "Yes, yes."

    It's like pouring a basin of cold water on Grandpa.

    But the corners of Grandpa's mouth still held a slight curvature.

    As the air became colder, this topic broke up unhappily.

    Soon grandpa started to say, "Then let's eat noodles together."

    Everyone nodded together.

    After redistributing the noodles.

    Seeing that dinner is about to end.

    Maybe it's because I feel that I still have more to say, or because I think it's out of date.

    Except for my parents, all four of us fell into silence.

    Because I know, the topic of teaching support time just now will definitely linger in the minds of the four of us.

    Especially Grandpa, after all he was the questioner and I could see his disappointment.

    But at the same time, as an elder, he must know that the choice of parents has a great influence on children, and under his understanding, I am a very kind person, and I will definitely follow my parents' advice.

    "I like Teacher He so much."

    Grandpa suddenly gave out a word of admiration, combined with his previous expression and topic, maybe he wanted to miss it in advance.

    Parents were stunned by this sudden praise.

    They squint and smile.

    "When I have the opportunity in the future, I can often come here to play."

    They seem to be really strong on the topic.

    "Then can I call you Deyin?"

    My mother suddenly spoke to the thin monkey.

    "Um."

    "I thought you were unhappy."

    "But it looks pretty good now, and it seems to be the type that does things silently."

    Grandpa has been watching the whole conversation between my mother and the thin monkey.

    Judging from my mother's eyes, there should be a certain degree of gratitude to the thin monkey, and there is also a little admiration.

    After all, my mother occasionally acts as a housewife, so she can understand how hard it is to clean up.

    What's more, life is a habit that has been developed for so many years.

    "Is it too far to come here?"

    Grandpa started talking again, and the whole dinner table began to discuss completely different topics.

    Until Pepe tried to intervene in the conversation about adults forcefully, and succeeded.

    As a result, only the lonely thin monkey and I were left.

    ? After everyone ate a bowl of noodles, they started to talk to each other at the dinner table, started 1-on-1 concern and asked some curious questions.

    Only me and the thin monkey were dry, sitting opposite each other.

    Needless to say, the facial expressions are tacitly mixed.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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