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At some point, there were three more people in the room.

"Sister, I heard that you are sick, let's take a look at you!" But no, these three boys suddenly carried a blue seed nutrition and took out a stack of tickets.

Zihan said that he would not take any money. It's enough for these boys to have this heart!

With a warm heart, Zihan simply tidied up the dining table in the living room.

"Sister will teach you math now......" Zihan sat on the chair and motioned for the four of them to sit down.

"Sister, my mother said that I must collect money, otherwise, I don't dare to come!" The senior was the first to speak, "The cost of the last time, Mom said that you must not spend money......"

"yes, at least then you can install an air conditioner in your house!" Xiao Sanyuan followed along.

"Put the money in your own pockets first, and when you go to college and work in the future, double the money!" Zihan's tone is not high, but it has weight.

The three of them hesitated for a while, but they still reluctantly accepted the money!

"Remember? You have to get into college! Then, Zixin accentuated his tone.

The door to the room was still open before, but now it was slammed shut!

Zixin flattened his mouth and patted the door, "Sister Mustard, open the door and let us cool down, okay?" ”

Ye Zimo opened the door with a dark face, "Stinky boy, what do you say about me?" ”

"Wasabi! You! Ye Zixin stuck out his tongue.

"Fat gall, you! Brat! Ye Zimo pointed to his own territory: "Sister wants to rush to work, you are too noisy!" “

"Sister Wasabi, I thought you were born to make mustard, so you have to go to work too!" Zixin stared at Zimo strangely.

"Stinky boy!" Zimo raised his eyebrows angrily.

There was a trace of displeasure in his heart, but he had to leave a small gap in the door.

I obviously finished it earlier, why do I have to renovate it? It's just that why don't you have much inspiration at all?

"Sister, this, I'll tell them the basic content, you go to the room and rest for a while." Ye Zixin glared at the hidden door, closed the kitchen door, and then sat down and cleared his unclear voice, and spoke loudly to the three boys.

The three of them lowered their heads and covered their mouths and snickered.

"Be serious, now, I'm your teacher!" Ye Zixin's eyes widened, patted the table, his gaze stopped on Da Sixi's teeth for a second, frowned, and quickly moved away.

The new leaves are indeed not bad! Much more handsome than his dad when he was younger.

"Big four, please explain the difference between the exponential function and the logarithmic function image......" Ye Zixin raised his tone.

"This, this ......" Da Si Xi thought about what his mother told him, and he didn't know anything at all.

"Huh?" Ye Zixin's face was serious.

"Flatbread fritters boiled soy milk ......" Da Sixi grabbed the skin on his head and suddenly opened up.

Zihan's hand holding the electrified steam iron shook and almost burned it. The other hand was cupped to his lips emptyly, trying not to make a sound.

The two couldn't help it anymore, covered their bellies and laughed.

"Silence! Quiet! You are very creative, but in order to consolidate your knowledge, please copy chapter x of the textbook a hundred times! "Learning from the math teacher, Ye Zixin first rises and then represses.

"This one!" The senior didn't even think about it, and took the schoolbag behind him, "Wow!" I opened the stationery box, and there were rows of pens and brushes.

"If you are not mistaken, such a pen can copy ten lines at a time, senior student, you don't have to sit in class now, you can directly receive the Norbe Diamond Medal......" Ye Zixin sank his face, this kid, how can we tell the world about our kung fu at the bottom of the box?

It's just that such self-deception has to be calm.

Zihan stared at the pen and smiled and frowned.

Ye Zimo poked his head out of the room, stared at the people outside, and frowned.

The senior blushed with joy, silently collected the secret weapon, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave.

"Return! The child can be taught! Ziyun, isn't it pleasant to learn and learn from time to time? Dripping water pierces through the stones, and the flatbread fritters ......" holding the hand of the big four, and the new leaves also shook their heads.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a kite, a nine-story platform, and a beautiful man ...... the sky" Xiao Sanyuan suddenly stood up and looked at the sky outside with blazing eyes.

The three boys burst into a commotion.

"Now, let's think about it and write down the relevant formulas for these figures! If you can't think of it, you can flip through the book......" Zihan gently knocked on the table, cleared his throat, and drew a few shapes on the paper very casually.

She also has to review her knowledge, but Ye Zixin is not allowed to turn the book.

Ye Zixin's homework is better than them, of course, he has to be demanding.

When the key turned, Zihan quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

Seeing the four children who were immersed in writing, Ye Yongcheng strode forward. patted Zihan on the shoulder, "Child, you go and rest!" I got it! ”

A burst of warmth rose in Zihan's heart, and her father seemed to have not treated her like this for a long time.

Mother's brow furrowed.

I took out two heartaches and hearts from the drawer under the coffee table, drew a cup of warm boiled water, and handed them to my father.

"Dad, eat this, your heart beats slower......" The tone was very low, lest a few of them hear it.

My father was a first-class math teacher who taught top students.

It's just a few of them, Zihan is a little worried that his father's vascular wall can't withstand such heavy pressure.

The three of them turned the book rustling loudly, and the attitude of immersing themselves in hard work was not bad!

Ye Yongcheng nodded lightly.

Zihan pinched the corner of his mother's clothes and entered the house.

Gently closing the door, Zihan lowered his voice, "Mom, what's going on?" ”

Zheng Lan shook her head and touched Zihan's head.

"Don't hide it from me, Mom, you'll get sick if you carry it alone." Zihan pondered silently.

"Look at you, rest well, Mom will make Dandan noodles for you to eat......" Pulling the thin quilt, Zheng Lan motioned for Zihan to lie down.

Hiding in this way only deepened Zihan's worry, Zihan resisted and stood in front of his mother, his eyes widening to find any information from his mother's pupils.

"Your uncle is seeing a Chinese medicine doctor, his illness is ...... Don't tell Zixin ......," Zheng Lan whispered in her ear.

"Mom, bluff you! I don't believe ......" Zihan's eyes flashed.

"I watched him drink the Chinese medicine, how can this fake work?" Zheng Lan sighed.

"I'll go see if it's true or not...... Zihan raised his leg and walked straight out of the door.

Zheng Lan quickly blocked the door, staring at Zihan with serious eyes.

"If it weren't for them, child, your life would have been gone...... I don't know how to say thank you to others, kid, although our family background is not good, we have to be a good person!" Zheng Lan clearly found the clue.

It's just that, how can Zihan thank you? Do you want the cat's waist to humbly thank them for inviting us to eat papaya?

Actually, I've already thanked her, no matter whether Lin Yue has a girlfriend or not, at least let that woman be in a trance for a while, right?

Zihan sniffed, turned his face, sat on the chair, clasped his arms with his hands, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"If you don't like your parents, just lie in bed!" Zheng Lan lowered her voice.

Ye Zihan, who lived to be twenty-two years old, has not been lying on this bed for a long time.

"Mom, look at what you said, am I that kind of person?" Gently flattened his mouth, Zihan hugged his mother's shoulder, and hurriedly put it down.

Worried that his germs would spread everywhere, he still told his mother to smoke white vinegar in each room, and then he put on a blanket and reclined on the chair.

Ye Yongcheng is indeed an experienced veteran teacher, and soon, these children found their own positioning and fun.

"Don't look at these numbers and graphics as boring, if you think of them as your favorite games, I think it won't be difficult to ......," Ye Yongcheng said earnestly.

Except for Ye Zixin, the three children's eyes suddenly brightened, as if the Arabian magic lamp was held in the palm of their hands.

Uncle taught, Ye Zixin felt a little like someone, but he didn't know when his sister would be able to reconcile with the person he called his brother?