Chapter 36: Clarity
Nan Zhiyi smiled: "Do you still need to say it?" Yes, of course. β
He turned his head to look out the window: "Preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, the basic responsibility of a teacher, but now many people have forgotten it." Teaching and teaching has become a Gu cultivator, only selecting the strongest and most promising few to devote their efforts to, allowing other children to struggle on their own, taking detours and going astray one by one, and rightly whitewashing the peace with words like 'That's how I came back then'. β
His side face was thin to the point that his cheeks were slightly sunken, the bridge of his nose was straight, his chin was tense, and his eyes were stained with the shadow of sunlight, and the shimmer of light.
Ling Li was a little stunned.
This person is very strange, usually he looks like he doesn't care about anything, but once he quiets down, he suddenly becomes calm and reliable.
Moreover, his confidence in what he knows can easily affect others, whether you understand the things in that field or not, you will subconsciously believe his words.
This is probably called contagiousness.
She is a little envious of Tao Xinglai, with a teacher like Nan Zhiyi, presumably she never has to worry about doing useless work, and she will not be confused for the future again and again like her.
It's just that where is the person who can guide her in the direction and guide her forward?
The two were silent for a while, and Nan Zhiyi suddenly spoke again: "What happened to you yesterday?" Is there something unsatisfactory at work? β
Ling Li lowered her head and felt a little weak, and didn't want to talk to him about the real reason for her emotional breakdown at that time, so she simply let him make up for it by himself.
Nan Zhiyi is rare to be serious: "If a job can neither bring you a sense of belonging nor give you a good salary, then you should consider taking a different path." If there is no good choice, maybe Tian Zhengyan can really help you. Although he is a well-known strict teacher, he never treats his students badly. β
Ling Li was a little helpless about his obsession, and he was also naΓ―ve about his non-cannibalistic fireworks.
She raised her head, sighed slightly, and refused: "I really don't want to study anymore, that path is not suitable for me, thank you for your kindness." β
Nan Zhiyi frowned: "Do you think a lawyer is suitable for you?" β
Ling Li was a little stunned, this was indeed the problem in front of her, but she was not in the mood to think about it now.
Ling Li felt a little weak in her heart, and quickly changed the topic: "Speaking of your neighbor, I suddenly remembered something. β
Nan Zhiyi was really attracted by this topic, and the serious expression just now instantly collapsed, and he blinked to signal that she had something to say quickly.
Ling Li wanted to speak and stopped, and under Nan Zhiyi's repeated urging, she finally decided to tell what had been stuck in her heart.
She cleared her throat and said, "You have always said that he is good, but that Teacher Tian seems to have had an affair." β
Seeing Nan Zhiyi's eyes widen instantly, his face was full of incredulity, Ling Li didn't bother to sell Guanzi, and directly said to the end: "Tao Xing said that Teacher Tian's lover went to Japan to study, but during your time in the imperial capital, there was a woman's voice in his house, and it was ......"
She hesitated for a moment, and described it in a more neutral and objective language: "The woman put her arms around his neck and called him a teacher, and said something that Jinwu Zangjiao said unsightly. β
Nan Zhiyi's brows tightened, and he muttered to himself: "Won't it?" Isn't he afraid that the Tyrannosaurus rex will pull his spinal cord out of the back of his neck and dip it in a dry dish to eat? β
This description made Ling Li feel a pain in the back of her neck, the corners of her mouth twitched, she involuntarily shrunk her neck, and was a little curious: "Do you know his wife?" β
Nan Zhiyi folded his face: "I have lived in the opposite door for three years, and I have watched their children grow from fertilized eggs to soy sauce, what do you say!" β
Frankenstein's words are so chic, Ling Li covered her forehead and just wanted to shout, I couldn't answer it.
Nan Zhiyi's expression suddenly became serious: "Don't spread what you just told me. As the saying goes, it is better to destroy ten temples than to break down a marriage. Anyway, I can trust Tian Zhengyan, he is by no means a person who messes around. β
After a pause, he emphasized: "Tian Zhengyan is not easy to mess with, if you dare to let his backyard catch fire, he will make you regret that you have evolved from a paramecium to an artiodactyl." β
Ling Li grinded her teeth and said hatefully: "You are a single-celled animal, you are a pig!" β
Nan Zhiyi slapped the table and laughed: "Yes, you finally understand!" β
Troubled Nan Zhiyi for a day and a night again, Ling Li finally couldn't go, and told him on the way that Nan Zhiyi sent her home that she was willing to agree to the request to help him clean once a week.
I'm not too busy, and I take a day and a half on the weekend to help Frankenstein take care of his life, which can be regarded as a contribution to the country and maximize the value of labor.
Nan Zhiyi made no secret of his joy, but he had already walked half the way, and as soon as he heard Ling Li promise him, he immediately scratched his head and turned around and left.
Ling Li grabbed his sleeve and said strangely, "Didn't you just say that you went to my uncle's shop for dinner?" β
Nan Zhiyi waved his hand: "If you don't eat, don't eat, I have something to do at night." β
He looked at the sky again and said, "It's not dark yet, go back by yourself." Anyway, you promised me, it's useless for me to please you again, and I won't waste my precious time anymore. β
After speaking, he didn't care about Ling Li, who was standing in place, and left abruptly.
It took Ling Li a while to react, stomping her feet angrily, and laughing again.
She turned around, hugged her small backpack tightly, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and walked slowly home.
Laugh when you're happy, cry when you're unhappy, don't hide or calculate, dealing with him is extremely simple.
It was night, and it was another night of winter rain, and it didn't stop until dawn. The morning was still an unstoppable chill, and by almost ten o'clock, the sun was already hanging in the air, and it was a rare good weather.
Nanzhiyi sat cross-legged on the carpet by the window, holding a pink pillow in his hand, looking at the clear blue sky outside the window, his brows furrowed and motionless, as if he was thinking about something very esoteric.
Tian Zhengyan stood at the bar, wearing a dark blue silk pajamas, wearing a nightgown of the same color, stepping on the ground with bare feet, holding a hand-brewing pot in his hand, his eyebrows were calm and focused.
Last night, because of a project, I worked late because of a project, and I was able to make up for my sleep, but I was woken up by Nan Zhiyi's life-threatening serial call, and I slept for less than four hours.
With a yawn, he poured a small amount of water into the center of the bowl on the table, then poured it in concentric circles around the water, keeping it at an even speed.
Nan Zhiyi heard the slight movement of the water, looked up at his cautious movements, and sneered: "You look so cautious and serious, I don't know what I think you are doing an important experiment, but the result is to make coffee." β
Tian Zhengyan lowered his head to observe the expansion of the coffee particles after the first water supply, lifted the pot and continued to add water, and his voice was leisurely: "Let the filter cup produce a siphon effect, such a high-end thing, you can't do this kind of defective product with uncoordinated hands and brains." β
When he saw the amber liquid starting to seep from the bottom of the bowl, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly waited for the extraction process to end.
A few minutes later, Tian Zhengyan held the transparent glass, shook the 100 milliliters of liquid extracted from the two coffee beans in the cup, took a sip, felt the bitterness and sweetness between the taste buds, and shook his head slightly with satisfaction.
In his life of ups and downs, everything is changing. The only thing that remains the same, except for the person I have always loved, is this cup of spiritual opium.
Slowly drank half a cup, he slowly tasted the sweetness in his throat, and then raised his head and asked Nan Zhiyi: "Do you want to drink?" β
Nan Zhiyi shook his head in disgust: "I'm not a pervert, I don't like to drink this unknown liquid similar to horse urine." If you are genuinely good to me, pour me a glass of honey water. β
Tian Zhengyan fought back quietly: "First of all, I am not sincere to you at all, let alone good to you. Secondly, in primitive societies, liking to eat sweet things can bring more calories. In the modern society of overnutrition, eating sweets will only bring diabetes and high blood pressure and the burden of overweight in the body, which is a manifestation of no self-control. β
He turned his face to look at the bearded man curled up by the window, and asked, "You've been in a daze for an hour, what are you thinking?" β
When Nan Zhiyi heard this, he held his cheeks and frowned: "You say, is nine thousand a month enough?" β
Tian Zhengyan was stunned: "What nine thousand?" β
Nan Zhiyi squinted at him: "Fan girl, didn't you say cleaning?" I really don't know how much to give her in a month. β
Tian Zhengyan suddenly realized, and said angrily: "Nine thousand a month? You can ask for a confinement lady for this price, if you want to have money, you might as well pay me first. The tie you took away the other day, the one you tied yourself into a dead knot and cut off, and the suit that got soiled before......"
Hearing that Jiyou was about to start settling old accounts again, Nan Zhiyi hurriedly shouted: "Don't talk about money, you won't be affectionate if you talk about money." β
Tian Zhengyan stacked the cups in his hand on the table, and said in a hateful tone: "Who wants to make love to you!" β
He narrowed his eyes again and warned him: "It's okay to take anything else, if you dare to take those in the rightmost drawer, I will break your third leg." β
Nan Zhiyi had a realized expression: "The man's wife gave it, where do I dare to touch it?" If I marry someone so fierce after I get bad luck, my life will be over. β
Tian Zhengyan had long been accustomed to his speaking style, and he didn't get angry, but said: "Your life is long over, and you still want to marry a wife." β
Nan Zhiyi was noncommittal, and began to ponder the question of how much money should be given again.
Seeing that he looked out of tune, Tian Zhengyan was a little helpless.
If no one points out a clear way, I'm afraid that the little lawyer will be able to agree to the price of this goods.
So he turned his head and said to him, "One day a week, four to five times a month, if you just clean up, that's about 1,500." Considering that she also has to help you clean up your things and wash your clothes, you give three thousand a month, and that's about the same. β
Nan Zhiyi pinched his fingers and calculated, and finally was satisfied: "Okay, then three thousand!" β
Tian Zhengyan, the nanny of the Nan family, shook her head and sighed.
It stands to reason that Nan Zhiyi is confused, and the little lawyer himself is in this business, and he has no sense of contract at all. I worked before the remuneration was negotiated, and I was not afraid of encountering defaults.
Suddenly as if he remembered something, Tian Zhengyan's eyes flashed with a glimmer, and he asked Nan Zhiyi: "Why are you so concerned about her affairs?" β
Nan Zhiyi looked at him a little strangely: "Do you still need to say it?" Those who can help me clean the house and clean up so well are rare talents, of course, to cherish. β
"When it comes to cleaning, as long as you pay a high enough price, even if you are a cemetery, someone can clean it up for you. This is obviously just an excuse, why do you have to clean it up? Tian Zhengyan looked unconvinced.
Nan Zhiyi looked like an idiot: "The room cleaned up by the cleaner and the fan girl is like a product on the assembly line and a hand-polished artwork, the difference is too great, but you, a weak chicken in liberal arts, tell you that you don't understand." β
was accidentally ridiculed by him again, Tian Zhengyan originally wanted to pay a few words back to him, but there were still some serious things to know, and I had to let Nan Zhiyi know.
He hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "Actually, I have already found out the results of what you said about Ling Li being bullied by someone." β
In an instant, Nan Zhiyi came to his senses, and immediately sat upright, looking like he was listening attentively.
He waited for a while, but Tian Zhengyan lowered his head and looked at his phone. After a while, he threw the phone to Nan Zhiyi and said, "See for yourself." β
Nan Zhiyi picked up his mobile phone suspiciously, looked at the big news headline on the screen, and read: "After eight years of grievances, Zhaoxue will see the sky with a piece of paper?" β
He raised his head and frowned: "What kind of bloody title is this?" β
Tian Zhengyan pursed his lips slightly: "After you finish watching the news, you will naturally know." β