As the winter holidays get closer and closer, why not become more and more restless, always thinking about something.

Qin Guanglin saw that she was staring at the calendar in a daze again, and he didn't bother her silently, and silently took out the homework she brought back to help correct it.

Primary school students' homework, or Chinese homework, is a mechanical job, copying ancient poems and texts, anyway, in addition to copying or copying, there will be some diaries occasionally, and people can't laugh or cry.

"This is written with two pens."

Qin Guanglin's eyes were vicious, and he directly found the lazy one and put it aside, so why not come over and show it to her.

Someone is bound to be unlucky tomorrow.

"You're so skilled, don't you do this less?" Why don't you pick it up and look at it carefully before you can see the doorway.

"Our Chinese teacher was very perverted...... Qin Guanglin sighed, and suddenly disappeared.

When she faced the students, she didn't know if she would turn into an old witch and train people with a straight face.

Quite possibly.

"Say, why don't you say it?" Why not glance at him.

"The teachers of the world are one family, don't talk about ......"

Qin Guanglin touched his nose stupidly, and when he saw why he put the homework at the bottom of a stack, he gloated again: "What are you going to do with him tomorrow?" ”

"That's it...... Maybe a few decades later, he will still say to his wife: What happened to my Chinese teacher at the beginning, Balabala. ”

“……”

Why don't you put away your homework and see if there is nothing to do, detour behind Qin Guanglin and gently help him pinch his shoulders with his hand, "Are you very proud of marrying a teacher?" ”

"What's so good about that...... Well, it's a bit smug. Qin Guanglin leaned back in the chair with his eyes half-closed, and he really felt very comfortable.

Standing on the podium every day to reprimand disobedient students, and then coming back to become a little daughter-in-law, it's great to think about it.

"Then can you listen to the teacher?"

Qin Guanglin opened his eyes vigilantly and looked up at her, "What do you want to do?" ”

"You just don't want to listen to it."

"I don't listen."

"That's not pinching." Why don't you let go of your hand and turn around, and come back and pinch his shoulder hard, "Bai has been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

“……”

Qin Guanglin opened his mouth, he wanted to say that he would listen to his daughter-in-law, but he closed it again after thinking about it.

Important things will definitely not be so twisted and pinched, and she is courteous, looking at her like this, nine out of nine is the kind of inexplicable thing - such as letting him squat at home and paint.

It's better not to open this mouth.

Looking at the calendar, and then looking at it, Qin Guanglin suddenly had an idea in his heart, "You won't be...... Homesick, right? ”

"Huh?" No need to wonder.

"I see you look at the calendar a lot - are you going home this winter break?"

"No, even if I count when I will have winter vacation, and then I will cook you a big tonic soup at home, so that you don't talk about yourself every day that you will lose your life."

Why don't you take off your shoes and climb into bed while talking, pull the quilt over and cover it, and say, "If you don't touch me, you won't lose it?" ”

"Don't touch it, who likes to touch it-"

"You said it."

"I said it."

"Say it again."

Why don't you take your mobile phone and turn on the recording, lie on the head of the bed and stretch out your arm for him to repeat, "Say, whoever touches it again is a puppy." ”

"Whoever touches it again is a puppy." Qin Guanglin said confidently towards the phone.

I don't know who likes to touch whom, huh.

He touched his waist and decided not to move for a week, but to take good care of his body.

As for a week later...... She'd definitely forgotten about the recording.

"Whoever touches it again is a puppy...... Whoever touches it again is a puppy. ”

Why don't you click on the recording and listen to it twice, then lie back on the bed with a smile, "Come up and get ready for bed." ”

"Don't do anything to me."

Qin Guanglin instructed, dragged him to the bathroom to put some water, and came back to turn off the light in the bedroom and climb into the bed.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't touch it?" Why ask.

"Can't hug it?" Qin Guanglin hugged her and tightened his arms again, "It's not that touch." ”

"Hmph, good night."

"Good night."

Winter nights, warm quilts, always make people want to rest early, just after ten o'clock, two people hugged each other and fell asleep.

Night, sleep peacefully.

……

The winter vacation came as scheduled four days later, and Qin Guanglin was afraid that he would be bored at home, so he bought a cookbook to give to her.

Putting the recipe in a bow with a delicate string on the co-pilot, he drove to the school gate to pick up the last day of work and let it go to school.

"Gifts?"

Why don't you open the car door and see the recipe at a glance, glance at him with empty eyes, pick it up and put it in the back seat.

"Carefully selected to send you, celebrate the winter vacation."

Qin Guanglin laughed, this gift is just a joke, buy it back and flip through it boringly, throw it aside if you don't turn it over, and pick it up when you have time.

It's like the housework dice she sent.

"Go that way." He pointed in the opposite direction to his home, his eyes on the sidewalk next to him.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the student's home and do a home visit, very quickly."

"Oh~ I don't know which unlucky student...... The one who used two pens to do his homework last time? Qin Guanglin gloated a little.

This kind of thing is a teacher's home visit...... It's hard to put on yourself, but it's too pleasant to be on someone else.

"It's not...... Stop at the front. ”

Why don't you command Qin Guanglin to pull over, open the car door and get out of the car and beckon, "Xiaoyuan!" ”

A little girl with a schoolbag on the sidewalk stopped, turned her head to look around, and didn't determine the source of the sound until He Mo shouted again, and showed a smile at He Wei, "Teacher He!" ”

"Come here, I'll send you back."

"Huh?"

Xiaoyuan ran over in small steps, looking at the car in front of him a little restrained, "Teacher, I ......"

"Let's get in the car, just go to your house and do a home visit."

Why don't you beckon the little girl to sit in the back row, and she didn't return to the co-pilot, sat with her, and said to Qin Guanglin: "Heyuan Lane, turn right at the two traffic lights in front." ”

"Oh."

Qin Guanglin responded, drove the car slowly, looked at the little girl who was still a little restrained through the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "What grade is the child?" ”

"Third grade."

"Hmm...... Is the teacher fierce to you? ”

Xiao Yuan pinched the corners of his clothes with his fingers, looked up at He Yan, shook his head and said, "Teacher He is fine." ”

Why don't you glared at Qin Guanglin angrily, "Drive well!" ”

Qin Guanglin shook his head and parked the car in front of the traffic light, "Xiao...... Koen, huh? What's your last name? ”

"Surname Xiang."

"Xiang Xiaoyuan...... It's so nice. Qin Guanglin praised it, and the more he looked at it, the more cute he felt.

It would be nice if I could have a daughter in the future......

Xiao Yuan lowered his head and glanced at it secretly, and said timidly: "Is Uncle Teacher He's boyfriend?" ”

"Uh...... Yes. Qin Guanglin turned back to her and smiled, "It's better to call my brother." ”

“……”

The car quickly passed through two traffic lights, turned right according to what he said, and then stuck to the side of the road and drove slowly to see which one was Heyuan Lane.

This is still half an urban village, and it has not been developed, and the road ahead is getting narrower and narrower, and when you reach a large garbage dump, why not finally speak out.

"Let's stop here."

Qin Guanglin stopped as he said, put down the window to take a look, and was so smoked by the smell of the garbage pile that he hurriedly closed it, why not take Xiaoyuan out of the car, tell him to wait here for a while, and follow Xiaoyuan and walk forward.

He had the heart to go down and take a look, and when he saw that they had not walked a few steps before they turned into a house, he discouraged himself and looked left and right with some boredom.

116 Heyuan Lane.

The blue sign nailed to the wall was too old, and it was also plastered with dirt, and Qin Guanglin looked at it for a long time before he could see whether the last number was 8 or 6.

The little girl looks so well-behaved, she shouldn't have made a mistake, right?