When Hengqing and Mr. He Ting were still chatting, Mr. Qu Fang took Rong Bai to Mr. He Ting's house. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Panasonic Academy, which is divided into a front yard and a back yard. The front yard is where the students study and meet guests, and the back yard is the home of some students who are willing to stay in the academy for a long time.

Rong Bai followed Mr. Qu Fang, passed through the small gate in the middle of the two courtyards, and entered the backyard. For the first time, Rong Bai felt that this place was a bit similar to the school he had made.

For example, there are teachers' apartments in the school. That's right, this should be a classroom apartment. Although it is a little larger than the classroom apartment in Rong Bai's impression.

Panasonic Academy covers a large area, that is, the backyard, which is also composed of small courtyards. Hengqing's teacher, Mr. He Ting's yard, is in a position at the front of the backyard.

When Rong Bai approached, he heard the voices of two people inside.

"You bastard boy, I secretly went to the Wencui Pavilion last night!" The first thing that came out was a female voice, according to Rong Bai's judgment, this woman was about forty years old, full of energy, and should be very healthy.

While the woman was talking, there was a soft hissing sound, which was supposed to be a lesson from the woman to another person.

"You loser, do you know that the current Wencui Pavilion can be the same as the previous Wencui Pavilion!

The woman said without breathing.

"Wencui Pavilion, is it a messy place?" Rong Bai asked strangely.

Last night, Rong Bai had a bad impression of that place, but Hengqing was going to a messy place, so he just brought himself, so why bother to bring all the children at home?

"Alas. Mr. Qu Fang sighed.

If you want to talk about this Wencui Museum, it is a place where southern students meet friends with literature after the founding of Dayong. If it was four or five years ago, it was still a place to discuss literature, but in the past few years, alas, the quality of students is really worrying.

Dayong emphasizes literature and light martial arts, and the atmosphere has become even worse in recent years. Those children who were admitted to Xiucai had their tails cocked higher than the sky, and they couldn't calm down and continue their studies.

Even Mr. Heting's son is like this. In the past two years, Mr. He Ting has been strict, and this kid often runs to the Wencui Pavilion in the middle of the night.

"Hengqing admired the Wencui Pavilion back then, but today's Wencui Pavilion is not as good as one-tenth of that year. "Today's Wencui Pavilion is almost no longer directly captive flower girls.

"That's right. Rong Bai nodded clearly: "Last night we went to the Wencui Pavilion, there was a woman, not to mention that she liked Hengqing." Hengqing refused, she still chased after the competition, but she was miserably abused. ”

Rong Bai couldn't understand which of them won, but she could understand the expressions on everyone's faces. After the game, Hengqing's smug face, how could Rong Bai not see it.

"That Hengqing must have been disappointed. Mr. Qu Fang shook his head, stood at the door and knocked.

"Xiao Fang'er, I brought your apprentice and daughter-in-law here!" Mr. Qu Fang is nearly twenty years older than Mr. He Ting, and although he looks healthy, he has an extremely high status.

The relationship between the two families is good, and on weekdays, Mr. He Ting's wife and children occasionally take care of Mr. Qu Fang. The title of Xiao Fang'er was gradually used.

"Mr. Qu Fang?" the wooden door was pulled open from the inside.

Xiao Fang'er is a woman of about forty years old, well-maintained, and it looks like she is only thirty years old. Black hair, neatly combed. Although the clothes he wore were simple, he was very appropriate in every place.

"Why are you here today? "The woman who is called Xiao Fang'er really respects the old Mr. Qu Fang in front of her.

"Hengqing brought his lady over, I pulled his lady over, you see, Zhou Zhou is a little girl. Mr. Qu Fang said as he stepped aside.

Rong Bai appeared in front of Xiao Fang'er's eyes.

Xiao Fang'er looked at the girl in front of her, a little stunned. Hengqing that child, Xiao Fang'er has also met her father-in-law a few times, and she is indeed a good child.

If you have a girl who is about the same age, you want to marry him directly.

Originally, I thought that the lady of Hengqing was also a beautiful lady in everyone, and she was smart. As a result, the person in front of him, no wonder Mr. Qu Fang wants to use Zhou Zhou Zhengzheng to describe it, I'm afraid there are no other good words to describe this girl except Zhou Zhou Zhengzheng.

Rong Bai's appearance is not a lady, not to mention, when she went up the mountain, she did a lot of physical work, and Zhou Zheng's clothes were a little messy.

"Come in and sit down. Xiao Fang'er stepped aside and walked towards the courtyard with two people.

The yard of Mr. He Ting's house is not big, but it is clean, similar to the way Rong Bai used to clean up his own house, the only difference is that his own house is the mountain spring water drawn from the mountain. In Mr. Heting's house, there is a well.

There was a young man standing by the well, wearing a cyan shirt painted with black bamboo leaves, if it wasn't for one hand covering his ears, Rong Bai felt that this person could also have a sense of elegance.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly! Don't you see any guests coming to the house?" Introducing Mr. Qu Fang into the house, Xiao Fang'er turned around and shouted to her son.

"Let me make you laugh, Wen Lun, this kid, has not been worrying lately. "Mr. He Ting's child is Wenlun, and he originally hoped that this child would be a gentle gentleman, but unfortunately, this child is running towards a road where waves reach no bounds.

Rong Bai doesn't have any idea about educating children, and he is not his own child anyway.

"Haha, Wen Lun is born with a free and easy temperament, but you husband and wife are so restrained, but it is not beautiful. Mr. Qu Fang had a different view.

As soon as Mr. Qu Fang's words fell, the young man who was standing by the well and covering his ears walked into the house while rubbing his ears. "Mr. Qu Fang. ”

For this old gentleman, the boy has great respect for him.

"Wen Lun went to the Wencui Pavilion again yesterday?" Mr. Qu Fang looked at the young man with a smile: "I heard that the Wencui Pavilion was lively yesterday, I wonder if Wen Lun saw it yesterday?"

"Nope. When it came to this, Wen Lun felt all kinds of uncomfortable.

Yesterday, the Wen Cui Hall invited the best moon-chasing girl in Chinese, but unfortunately, last night's moon-chasing girl didn't know where she came from, but instead of a moment of spring night, she also gave the face of the moon-chasing girl in public.

Good friends, climbed the wall in the middle of the night to find themselves to see the excitement, but when they went, the building was already empty, leaving only the stunned young man's work.

And yet there are no nominations.

Mr. Qu Fang looked at the young man with a frustrated face, and he couldn't help it, and laughed.

"You're not ashamed. The woman snorted. His son is so unproductive, if he has one-tenth of Hengqing, he will be satisfied, but it's a pity that this kid has first-class ability to destroy, as for the ability to be called capable, alas!