When she washed her face the next morning, Zhao Wanxi suddenly forgot an important thing, she looked for Zhao Liping because the school asked her to invite parents, and she made a windfall last night to forget about it, and there is still a math class today, which really can't escape......

On the way to school, Zhao Wanxi and Qi Fei discussed again the matter of asking Qi Lotian to pretend to be a parent, but Qi Fei did not shirk, and directly gave Qi Letian's phone number to Zhao Wanxi and asked her to contact herself.

As soon as Qi Letian heard the familiar voice on the phone, he felt a faint pain in his nipple, and that unbearable memory resurfaced in his mind, the sting of the pin and the unhealed scar of the nipple deeply stung Qi Letian, and he decisively rejected Zhao Wanxi, even though she was his daughter's best friend.

Okay, okay, Zhao Wanxi hung up the phone and muttered, it seems that Qi Lotian can't count on it, seeing that he is about to go to school, it is not realistic to contact Zhao Liping in the car, and he can only see the move.

As soon as she got off the bus, Zhao Wanxi saw an uncle selling roasted sweet potatoes at the school gate, pushing an oven converted from an old-fashioned paint bucket, and she didn't know whether it was hygienic or not, anyway, the students were very happy to eat.

Zhao Wanxi immediately had an idea.

……

Twenty minutes later, the office.

The math teacher and the English teacher sat next to each other, looking at the old man standing next to Zhao Wanxi, who was in his sixties, wearing a dark blue apron around his body, and his elbows were roughly marked with two patches of different colors from the clothes, his head was lowered nervously, with a sincere smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was embarrassed to rub his calloused palms.

It is in stark contrast to Zhao Wanxi who is standing on the side, no one can associate this yellow-faced and skinny old man with a little girl with a face full of collagen, in comparison, Zhao Wanxi is simply the same as a nobleman.

"Classmate Zhao Wanxi, you said this is yours?"

"Teacher, this is my uncle, who has taken me since I was a child, is strict with me, should be beaten and scolded, and has always been unambiguous." Zhao Wanxi was afraid that the old man would leak his mouth, so he hurriedly replied.

"Oh, hello, I'm Zhao Wanxi's math teacher." Although the math teacher felt that this old man could not be Zhao Wanxi's parent, he still stood up politely and shook hands with the old man, and the old man wiped his apron before shaking hands, for fear of soiling the teacher's hands.

"I called you here this time, mainly because Zhao Wanxi's midterm exam results this time were a little unsatisfactory...... This,Zhao Wanxi math and English added together to take the test with thirty-two points,The score was very low in the monthly exam,At the time, I thought she was in a bad state,I didn't expect that this midterm exam also scored such a little bit,It's really a last resort to call you over,We who are teachers don't want to be so troublesome......"

Before the teacher finished speaking, the old man reversed his restrained attitude just now, waved his hand, and said: "The teacher will wrap up this matter on me, and when I go home, I will clean her up solidly, and I will not open the house for three days, I didn't expect to do so badly in the exam, and I will be embarrassed to the teachers." After speaking, he raised his hand to hit Zhao Wanxi.

The math teacher hurriedly dragged the old man, if this is really beaten, Zhao Wanxi's thin arms and legs were slapped by the old man, and he couldn't make a good appearance, obviously looking at it, he knew that it was an old man hired by Zhao Wanxi who didn't know where to pretend to be, and he had to cooperate with the acting, "Eh, eh, you can't beat, you can't beat, now it's all about civilized education, corporal punishment of children is not right, in this way, we won't pursue her test results, don't beat her when you go home?" The math teacher rolled her eyes, and she was very helpless to cooperate with the two of them.

"Okay, what the teacher taught is that I will definitely tutor her hand-in-hand when I go home, and I will definitely not embarrass the two teachers in the next exam." The uncle said with a happy look.

The English teacher didn't bother to speak, so she casually reminded Zhao Wanxi and sent her away.

I used to think that Zhao Wanxi was the kind of typical good student who was honest and trustworthy, excellent in learning and cute in appearance, how could she still do such a thing as hiring someone to be her own parent?

Seeing off the pair of actors, the two teachers discussed in the office for a while.

Outside the office, the old man grabbed Zhao Wanxi.

"Little girl, I've helped you with this, don't count what you promised us."

"Make a count, a gentleman is hard to chase after a word, a husband is a promise, what he promised you will definitely be done, you just have to wait." Zhao Wanxi also rolled her eyes and looked at the old man and said, for fear that the old man would sit on the ground again and raise the price.

"Okay, okay, then I'll be waiting for you at the school gate at noon." The old man waved excitedly at Zhao Wanxi, and hurriedly ran outside the school, his sweet potato stall was still in the parking space at the school gate.

……

The math teacher found that he and the English teacher had chatted for a morning, and they didn't even write the lesson plan for the afternoon class, and the two of them talked about Zhao Wanxi's impression of Zhao Wanxi, talked about the school candid filming, and then talked about Zhao Wanxi's dance at the theatrical performance, and agreed that this Zhao Wanxi was definitely possessed by aliens, otherwise how could there be such a big change in personality? It's no different from a different person.

After school at noon, I said goodbye to the English teacher, and the math teacher launched his own "Twenty-Eight" bicycle from the teacher's carport, which has been passed down to him by his father for many years, and was treated like a baby, but because of this bicycle is often ridiculed by students.

Seeing the sweet potato stall at the school gate, I remembered that two days ago, my little grandson cried and wanted to eat, and today happened to coincide, I bought one, but I didn't expect that it was a small sweet potato stall and had to line up, and several students in front were waiting for their turn.

The math teacher had to wait honestly in line for five minutes before it was his turn.

"Boss, weigh me a bigger one, it's best to have a red one."

"It's sold out, and there's only the last white one left, more than a pound, do you want to love it."

"Then take this."

When the math teacher picked out the money from his pocket, he paused for a moment, no wonder the voice was so familiar, this sweet potato seller was actually Zhao Wanxi, and he was followed by the uncle, with a happy face.

What's the situation? Is this old man really Zhao Wanxi's parent?

When Zhao Wanxi handed over the sweet potato, she saw that the math teacher was also flustered, and she brushed her hair casually, and her dark fingers drew two slender black paths on her white and tender little face.

"Well, teacher, you can buy it too......"

"Well, the children in the family want to eat......"

"Then, you walk slowly......"

"Good ......"

The old man lit a cigarette, looked at his stall with a smile on his face, and sighed that his extremely smart brain, he could have such a business acumen, let a beautiful little girl sell sweet potatoes for herself, and sell all the day's work in a while.