The New Year is nothing new for Quan Yan, a person who has lived for two lifetimes, not to mention that with her current situation, the New Year is the most sad. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But what surprised her was that these young people who were usually ashamed of her and wanted to avoid her actually came to give her New Year's goods? !

Quan Yan originally planned not to accept anything, but these young men were also thin-skinned, and when they saw Quan Yan open the door and put down their things, they ran away, and they couldn't stop screaming. In order to avoid suspicion, Quan Yan did not plan to go to the Zhiqing Point to find them to solicit right and wrong.

With a few experiences, the banquet will not be opened.

If you don't open it, you shouldn't have to put things down.

However, the person who knocked on the door this time seemed to know that she must be there, and knocked vigorously, knocking for almost ten minutes.

Quan Yan had no choice but to open the door.

The person who came was the eldest brother recognized by the educated youth in the village, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, older than her, named Zhang Qinghai.

Quan Yan glanced at the bag he was carrying, closed half the door, and lowered his eyes, "I said I don't need to." ”

Zhang Qinghai smiled honestly, wearing thick myopia glasses, looking like a nerd.

"It's almost the New Year, we all have to go back to the city, you don't have any relatives in the village, all you can send is these, you can take it." ”

Quan Yan didn't agree, and pursed his thin lips, "You shouldn't come." ”

Zhang Qinghai restrained his smile and solemnly stuffed the gift into Quan Yan's hand, "In the past, everyone was young and ignorant. Now that we have more contact with you, we all respect you as a teacher. ”

Quan Yan didn't speak, pushed the thing out again, and closed the door.

Zhang Qinghai stood outside the door for a while, put down his things, "Teacher Quan, I'm leaving, I'll come back next year, take care." ”

Teacher? Quan Yan laughed a few times mockingly, these days, aren't teachers all called stinky old nine? It's too lowly to be respected.

In the first two years since she arrived, how much did she love her so-called 'love disciples'? In the end, she was only accused of a trumped-up crime imposed on her for her own selfish desires, branded her as a "black five category," and refused to learn the "corrupt knowledge" she brought back from the West?

Hehehe, okay, then go to death, and don't be treated by people who have learned corruption for the rest of your life.

Quan Yan is like a deflated ball, sitting on the clay kang of rural characteristics. The winter in the north is extremely cold and biting, and the power banquet will not make a fire, and he usually stays in the house of space, and he can't take care of comfort at this time. threw herself on the shabby quilt used to set up and cried bitterly, not daring to make a sound, for fear that the wall had ears and gave her one more crime.