What made Zhang Yiming want to scold his mother even more.

It was not easy for him to meet the woman who made his heart on the plane back to China, and he was trying to make her feel good about him and ask for contact information.

But in bad weather, the plane fell rapidly and fell apart, sending his soul to this hellish place.

I wonder what happened to that woman?

I recalled the feeling of being desperate to take her into my arms the moment before I lost consciousness, and I wanted to cry inexplicably.

The plane crash, the inexplicable crossing, made my brother lose the hard-to-meet, such a good daughter-in-law!

It is precisely this key reason that Zhang Yiming will be so unacceptable when he passes through, and he wants to die again.

Fengyin's mother and son didn't know Zhang Yiming's depressed feelings, they had to face the difficulties in front of them seriously.

The ox cart restarted and made a quick move in the direction of the academy.

The academy is located on the main street in the west of the city, seven or eight hundred meters to the left of the county office.

When the ox cart entered here, the brothers Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe consciously quieted down.

The speed of the car is also much slower, for fear that there will be too much noise and cause some trouble.

Feng Yin saw the gate of the academy from a distance, and there was a vermilion lacquer plaque hanging on the door eyebrow, which read 'Heshan Academy' in four black characters.

On both sides of the gate are two mighty stone lions.

There is a corner door on one side of the gate.

At this moment, the students of the academy were in class, so the door was closed, and only the corner door was opened.

"Mother, you wait in the car, my son will go over and ask."

Zhang Qiubai said to Feng Yin, and then to Zhang Xinghe, "Second brother, you are here to take care of our father and mother, and I will go over." ”

Because Zhang Yiming is here as a master, Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe have both come.

Zhang Xinghe nodded: "Big brother, just go, I will take care of my father." ”

After saying that, it happened that the ox cart also stopped on the side of the corner gate of the academy.

Zhang Qiubai jumped down quickly and strode towards the corner gate of the academy.

Feng Yin didn't pay attention to how the boss would deal with people.

In this era, it is inconvenient for women to have too much contact with the outside world.

She only looked down at Zhang Yiming beside her.

After thinking about it, he reached out and picked up the kettle, poured some water into the lid, and said to Zhang Xinghe: "Second brother, come and help your father, let's feed him some water." ”

Feng Yin stared at the man with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart.

This guy's fall injury is not very serious, why has he been unconscious?

Thinking about it, seeing the second child coming, Feng Yin hurriedly gathered her thoughts and concentrated on feeding the man.

Zhang Yiming was fed water, and he actually wanted to eat something that could fill his stomach.

When he woke up in the morning, thinking about things, he didn't eat properly, and then he was injured, and in order not to be noticed abnormal, he kept pretending to be unconscious, and he didn't have a chance to eat.

Now he was so hungry that he longed to eat a cow.

I don't know if Feng Yin heard his heart, and while feeding water, he pinched the opened pastry with his hands and fed it into the man's mouth little by little.

Feng Yin didn't have the ability to read minds.

She only guessed that the man would be hungry based on the time, so she fed it like this.

Over there, Zhang Qiubai endured the heartache, opened the way with five cents, and explained his intention to the corner gate.

The man was in a good mood, and hurriedly greeted: "Little brother, wait a minute, I'll help you report it." ”

After speaking, he closed the corner door without being stingy, and turned around and ran directly towards the academy.

Zhang Qiubai looked back at his father and brother, and waited patiently at the door.

After a while, I saw Menzi leading a man in his fifties, with gray hair and wearing a blue elegant robe, and two masters of the same age as Zhang Yiming, wearing blue Confucian robes, who walked out elegantly and calmly.