But he was a little depressed when he heard Jiang Feng's welfare, there were 1,000 yuan of reunion money for those with more than 10 years of teaching experience, and 2,000 yuan for 25 years of teaching experience, and he was also invited to the top of the city's tallest Bandung Building to participate in the moon appreciation meeting.

Song Yuhao and the others only have more than ten years of teaching experience, but because they are grade directors and big names at the level of unit leaders, the reunion gold also has 2,000 yuan, but they can't participate in the moon appreciation conference. And senior officials with division-level titles, such as Qiu Daqi, director of the Discipline Office, director of the Finance Office, director of the library, and director of the laboratory, can only get more.

Liao Xuebing happily held four boxes of beautifully packaged moon cakes, carried a bag of forty or fifty catties of grapefruit on his shoulder, and walked to the parking shed with five hundred yuan in his pocket.

In the parking shed, a dazzling Harley motorcycle stood alone, her long straightened hair was casually tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, and the few strands of hair that were once dyed yellow had been restored to black; her big black eyes were as bright as paint; her straight nose was not flawless; her cherry mouth was slightly open, and she was still so attractive without any lip gloss. This beautiful girl is none other than his little blue fall.

Liao Xuebing retracted his worries: I also said that which stupid boy wanted to destroy my car. smiled and said, "Xiao Lanluo, waiting for your boyfriend to go on a date here?What's the program at night?Why don't I, an old man, go to your party together?"

Hmph, people are waiting for you here, and the stupid old man didn't even see it. Murong Lanluo thought about it, walked over and took the moon cake box and put it in the car, pretending to be very casual and said, "Is the teacher really free tonight?"

"If there is emptiness, I don't know how to arrange it. Liao Xuebing said as he dropped the grapefruit on the edge of the tailgate of the motorcycle.

Murong Lanluo's heart began to beat wildly involuntarily: The teacher is free tonight! Before she could say what she wanted to say, Lao Liao continued: "However, I want to go to Li Yuzhong's house for a home visit, this child is too naughty, I have to communicate with his parents." ”

Murong Lanluo's heart sank back to its original place when he heard this, he didn't know how disappointed he was, the smile he had kept on his face also froze, and he said in a low voice: "It turns out that the teacher is going to do a home visit...... "It turns out that the teacher is going to visit the home, just because he has such a sense of responsibility, he can be a man, how can Teacher Liao be an irresponsible teacher, and he became happy again, "Why don't I accompany the teacher to visit the home?"

"Scared? How can this work? Xiao Lanluo, are you bored at night? Your sister Zhihui didn't come to accompany you? By the way, why don't you find a boyfriend? I saw that Cui Zheng was in pairs. ”

How can there be a teacher who encourages students to fall in love? Murong Lanluo pursed her lips and said, "Hmph, people don't want to find a boyfriend." God knows how long it has been since she has been coquettish with others, when she said this, she was only two points angry, but eight points happy, she said after a while: "Teacher, teacher, you shouldn't go to visit your home tomorrow night, right? Tomorrow night is the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Suddenly, this sentence aroused Liao Xuebing's homesickness, he has not returned to his hometown since the death of his parents, and he doesn't know if his eldest brother is doing well at home. "There's nowhere to go tomorrow night, so I'm home watching TV alone. ”

"Teacher, shall I accompany you?Where do you live?Teacher, do you have a wife?" Murong Lanluo once again raised a glimmer of hope.

A few questions are gathered together, Lao Liao doesn't know which one to answer, so let's choose the one that is related to the image and face first, "I have been busy with my career for many years, and I have no time to find a girlfriend, so I don't have a wife yet." ”

"Ha, teacher, then you live alone, right? I can go and relieve your boredom, play poker with you, and help you sweep the floor, wash your clothes, and fold the quilt." You can also watch the moon together at night. ”

Lao Liao's nosebleed almost spurted out, of course he couldn't ask for it, and immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll call you tomorrow." ”

"No, I want you to call me tonight!"

"Good, good, no problem. Really like a delicate little girl, Liao Xuebing stretched out his little tail finger and said, "Let's hook our fingers." ”

Murong Lan hooked his tail finger with the teacher, and his eyes were full of happy little stars: "It's the puppy who pays the bill!"

Lao Liao left with a lot of things, and Murong Lanluo just wanted to leave, when he suddenly saw a sneaky figure in the bushes opposite the parking shed.

"Guan Muyun, come out for me!"

"Murong, why are you here, don't you go home after school?" Guan Muyun took off the disguised leaves above his head and stood up.

"Hmph, hiding there like a dog, do you want to prick the teacher's car tire?" Murong Lanluo asked aggressively, as if Guan Muyun was her enemy who killed her family, forming a strong contrast with the suppleness just now.

Guan Muyun was really inexplicable: "Yes, I want to pull Teacher Liao's tires, but what does this have to do with you?" As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry out in pain, it turned out that Murong Lanluo's sharp high-heeled heels were rubbing around on the surface of his feet.

"You dare to move the teacher's car, I will beat you once when I see you. Murong Lanluo dropped a sentence and left.

Guan Muyun rubbed his feet desperately, confused, and shouted: "Hey, didn't you drench dog blood on Teacher Zhuo's door before? Why are we not allowed to do it now? It's really only the state officials who are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps." ”

***

There is still a day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the street is already very festive, the door of the shop is hung with colorful lanterns, the moon cakes in the store are dazzling, the variety is staggering, lotus filling, pork filling, barbecued pork filling, winter melon sugar filling, egg filling, packaging delicate large wooden boxes, or transparent plastic shells, everywhere rippling with the fragrance of moon cakes.

The sky was already dark, and the moon, round as a silver plate, rose into the sky, and sprinkled the earth with clear light. Lao Liao found the house number of Li Yuzhong's house on Binhai Road, damn, it's another villa, and the students are all from Miss Gongzi.

This Chinese-style villa is similar to the courtyard of the Ming Dynasty, tiptoe to see the house inside through the two-meter low wall, a large number of wooden structures, green tiles and gray eaves, carved beams and painted buildings, small bridges and flowing water in the small courtyard, rockery bluestone, although it is night, you can still feel that quiet and peaceful place.

Liao Xuebing couldn't find the doorbell after looking for a long time, so he vigorously tapped the door. The door is also antique, the door panel is made of nanmu, soaked in tung oil for several months to prevent ant decay, and there are two copper rings in the middle.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Lao Liao was already very impatient and wanted to leave, but the door opened with a "yah-" sound. A woman dressed as a noblewoman looked him up and down: "Sir, who are you looking for?"

This woman must be Li Yuzhong's mother, the faces of the two are almost carved out of a mold, handsome with a little bit of cold arrogance, but unfortunately Li Yuzhong's ****** figure has swelled like a balloon, and it is no longer the charm of the past. Li Yuzhong's father's name is Li Qingyuan, and his mother's name is Zhang Limin, both of which are recorded in ********.

Thinking that he was visiting his home, how could he be polite and decent, he nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "May I ask if this is Li Yuzhong's home, right? I'm ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Li Yuzhong's ****** mouth was already roaring: "It's that stinky boy's pig friend again?! Get out! Xiaozhong doesn't want to see you! He wants to study hard!"

Liao Xuebing has been fooling around for so long, and he has never been so embarrassed, his cheeks are dripping with sweat, and when he saw that the door was about to close suddenly, he shouted: "Auntie, I am the head teacher of Li Yuzhong School, and I came to visit my home today!"

Li Yuzhong's ****** age is only thirty-seven or eighteen years old, he got married early, and he is well maintained, except for a little fortune, the appearance of fine skin and tender flesh went out with his son, everyone thought it was two sisters and brothers shopping, and after listening to the sound of "auntie", a green tendon burst out on his forehead, and he said coldly: "Who is your aunt, you want to recognize your relatives and go to the madhouse to recognize." "Shut the door again.

Liao Xuebing was not angry, and said with a smile: "Your son is in a bit of a situation at school, and I made a special trip to communicate with the parents." ”

"Oh, are you really the head teacher of the primary school?" Li Yuzhong ****** his eyes and looked at Liao Xuebing carefully, and found a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose with a slight tone, so he said, "Then come in." The teachers at your school don't come once a year until the second year of high school, so it's too irresponsible, right?"

There are a few big red lanterns hanging on the eaves, and the owner of this house likes traditional culture very much. He entered the house through the bluestone paved corridor, invited him to sit down, and said, "You came here quite coincidentally today, usually Xiaozhong is still playing outside at this time, his friends, hum!" asked the maid to serve tea and went to the inner room to summon Li Yuzhong. A mild-looking middle-aged man with a mustache followed.

"Xiaozhong, your teacher is here, don't you say hello soon. Teacher, this is a foreign son. Li Yuzhong's mother, Zhang Limin, nodded and bent over, pointing at the middle-aged man. In front of her husband, this indifferent woman suddenly became very docile.

"Ahh A boy in adolescence has a subtle psychology, when he is surrounded by someone who is a little better and stronger than him, it is easy to have negative emotions such as jealousy and imbalance, and when that person is too much stronger than him and is too far away from each other, it will turn into worship.

In other words, Li Yuzhong has unconsciously regarded Liao Xuebing as an idol, at least an idol in a fight. "Dad, he's our new homeroom teacher. There seemed to be a lot of indifference between the two fathers and sons, and Li Yuzhong didn't look at his father at all when he spoke.

Li Yuzhong's father, Li Qingyuan, was the first to reach out. This elegant middle-aged man is very generous, and his every move exudes a bookish atmosphere that only a well-educated person has.

"Hello Mr. Li, I am Li Yuzhong's homeroom teacher. ”