Bewitched by Hang Wanqing, Song Ming drew a lot in the temple behind his village.

The signature reads: If you cross the wall of the owner and hug his virgin, you will have a wife. If you don't hug, you won't be able to wives.

When looking for Uncle Yang in the temple to untie the sign, Uncle Yang, who watched Song Ming grow up, took the sign and looked at it, but he scolded with a smile: "Why did you kid draw a marriage lot." ”

Song Ming was embarrassed and planned to change a sign for a smooth college entrance examination, but was stopped by Miao Zhu.

"Unintentionally planted willows and willows, only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. Go back, it's a good thing. "Miao Zhu folded his hands and read the words, and in the end, the sign was not returned to Song Ming.

Song Ming and Hang Wanqing left the temple after another stick of incense and went down the mountain the same way.

Up the mountain, up the hill. One scenery at a time.

Down the mountain, down the hill. I no longer dare to look at the thrill in the distance, and even look at my feet, I am trembling and trembling, and I am frightened step by step.

When she reached the steep place, Song Ming had to hold Hang Wanqing's hand in front of her and let her slide down slowly. The old man in the village was right, it was harder to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain.

"Teacher, did you deliberately let me draw the marriage lottery when you drew lots? Song Ming was puzzled, there was always a feeling of being teased by Teacher Hang.

"Call sister. "Hang Wan Qing righteous words to correct Song Ming's wrong name.

Song Ming had no choice but to call "sister" and continued to complain: "I've just become an adult, isn't it too early to ask for marriage now?"

"You can't rely on me for this, how did I know that it was a marriage sign. Hang Wanqing glared at Song Ming viciously, indicating that she was also innocent.

Song Ming turned his head and squinted at her, expressing his suspicion.

"Begging for a fight, right? Hang Wanqing raised his fist to smash Song Ming's head, but Song Ming hurriedly raised his hand in surrender and shouted, "Teacher, I was wrong." ”

Hang Wanqing snorted in the back, blinked and chuckled again, as if thinking of something happy and interesting.

Song Ming suppressed his curiosity and ignored her.

At the foot of the mountain, you can see a lot of rooftops with little smoke.

At this time, Hang Wanqing gently patted Song Ming's shoulder from behind, looking mysterious. Song Ming turned around and saw her appearance full of doubts, thinking to himself that Teacher Hang had been possessed by a white snake or a red fox that had been practicing on the mountain for thousands of years?

"Aren't you curious about what your signature means?" Hang Wanqing whispered, it turned out that she was still thinking about the marriage lottery that Song Ming drawn.

Song Ming couldn't cry or laugh, "Curious about what, how old am I." ”

"You're not too young, you're an adult at eighteen. Hang Wanqing said seriously.

"But my goal is to be a man who goes to college, and I am not interested in these loves. Song Ming shook his head solemnly, he felt that Teacher Hang was a little abnormal today.

And Hang Wanqing's laughter trembled after hearing his words, and she didn't even have the strength to walk. Fortunately, the two had not yet entered the village, and there were no outsiders around.

Song Ming patiently stood aside and waited for Hang Wanqing to smile enough before saying, "Sister, you can go, my mother should have cooked the meal." ”

Who knew that Hang Wanqing covered her stomach and glared at him fiercely, telling him not to speak yet.

Song Ming felt very innocent, so he reached out and patted Hang Wanqing's buttocks, which happened to be loud.

Syllable!

The whole world is quiet!

It feels good in the hand and is very elastic.

In the aftertaste, Song Ming remembered the gambling contract with classmate Zhang Yan again, and I don't know what it felt like.

"Song Ming. Hang Wanqing gritted her teeth and shouted.

Song Ming saw that the situation was not right, so he pulled his legs and ran away.

The night of the voyage was sunny and stomped his feet straight in place. This kid ate the bear's heart and the leopard's guts, and he dared to slap the teacher's buttocks, but he reversed, and when he returned to school, he must clean him up.

Hang Wanqing chased after him angrily.

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Although Song Ming told his mother many times not to kill chickens, don't kill chickens, just buy a pound of pork or a piece of home-cooked tofu, but Song's mother still killed a big rooster to receive Hang Wanqing.

Song Ming had no choice but to eat four bowls of rice with tears in his eyes, it was so fragrant.

After eating, Xiaomei pestered her brother to play with her. And Hang Wanqing has already said on the mountain that she is going back to school today to avoid causing gossip. In this regard, Song Ming planned to take Xiao Meihua to send Wanqing to the bus station.

Song's mother learned that her son's teacher was leaving now, so she hurriedly ran to the bedroom and sealed a red envelope for Hang Wanqing. This frightened Hang Wanqing, and hurriedly said with a red face: "Auntie, I can't accept this, the school stipulates that you can't accept red envelopes from students' parents, if you accept them, I will be punished by the school." ”

Song Ming also thinks that it is unreasonable for his mother to give a red envelope to Teacher Hang, but he is afraid that his mother will admit death and force others to do so. He then glanced at Hang Wanqing and accepted the red envelope for her first.

Mother Song smiled with satisfaction: "Be careful on the way back, teacher." ”

"Thank you, Auntie, for bothering you. ”

"Don't bother, come often. ”

"Yes. ”

Mother Song stood at the door for a long time, and the smile on her face never fell. In her cognitive world, if the teacher can take time out of his busy schedule to come to the house, it means that her son has a future.

On the way to the bus station, the pace of the two adults slowed down significantly because of the little plum blossom beside them. Hang Wanqing asked Song Ming if he really didn't read it. In fact, she had asked Song Ming this question several times, and Song Ming's answer had not changed.

Song Ming nodded and said with a smile: "It's not interesting not to read one." ”

Hang Wanqing glanced at him, and there was something strange in her eyes.

Song Ming smiled, "I said that I am a man who wants to make a book." ”

"You're not a man, are you? Hang Wanqing rolled her eyes, nodded approvingly and said, "If you have ambitions and ideals, you have to work hard next." It's one thing to be able to do a lot of things, but I don't even have the courage to think about trying to do it. ”

"What the teacher teaches is that the student takes it to heart. Song Ming replied softly, his back slightly bent.

"Flim Flam. Hang Wanqing scolded lightly, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Song Ming's heart was strange, and Mr. Hang's beauty was so pure that he couldn't help but think of the beauty of that beat.

At this time, the two had a very tacit understanding and chose to remain silent.

The tired little plum blossom opened her hands and begged her brother to hug her. Song Ming picked her up, pinched her nose and said with a smile: "Why is the little guy so heavy again, he is about to become a little fat pig." ”

Little Plum Blossom pouted and was very angry, she hated adults pinching her nose the most, just because I looked cute?

Hang Wanqing also joined the ranks of teasing Xiao Meihua, and with the relationship established by getting along for a long time, Xiao Meihua did not reject her.

So Ben traveled more than 20 minutes and took nearly an hour to get to the bus stop. While waiting for the car, Hang Wanqing thought of something and said to Song Ming: "As far as I know, there seems to be that booster on sale in the market, you go and find out if it will help your sister." ”

Song Ming nodded and said with sincere gratitude: "Thank you, teacher." ”

"Call sister. Hang Wanqing glared at Song Ming and said angrily.

Song Ming screamed, feeling warm in his heart. Whether it was the suggestion to send his sister to a school for the deaf and dumb when they first met, or the hearing aids mentioned now, he could feel that Teacher Hang was really thinking about Xiaomeihua.

This sister has been recognized in this life!