After school at noon, Sang Qing was sent back by their homeroom teacher, Teacher Tan.

Sang Ping and Tan Yiming took a look, and both of them were stunned. As soon as Sang Ping saw him, he couldn't help but think of Grandpa Mao's words:

Just a young classmate, in his prime. The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan.

The scholarly aura on Tan Yiming's body is what he yearns for.

And when Tan Yiming saw Sang Ping, he first felt that this person was familiar, and after carefully recalling it, he finally remembered where they had met before.

Tan Yiming couldn't help but blurt out: "I've seen you." ”

Sang Ping was stunned again, "I'm sorry, I don't have an impression of you." ”

There was a hint of hostility in his words.

Instinctively, he subconsciously felt that this scholar was likely to threaten the life he had now.

Tan Yiming said disapprehantly: "The year Yu Sheng's father died, you came to our school to look for her. At that time, everyone in our community noticed you. ”

Because Sangping walks very distinctively.

Tan Yiming's gaze glanced at Sang Ping's lame foot.

Even if he described it clearly, Sangping still didn't have the slightest impression of him.

"I went to school to look for her. As for you...... I didn't notice you. ”

Sang Qing keenly smelled a hint of gunpowder smoke between the two men. Thinking that Sang Ping didn't know Tan Yiming yet, he made an introduction, "Uncle, this is my homeroom teacher, Mr. Tan." ”

Sang Ping was stunned in an instant.

This person is the head teacher in the mouth of the eldest nephew and Yu Sheng's college alumnus.

"Hello, Mr. Tan." Sang Ping handed over and shook hands with Tan Yiming in a friendly manner. It may be that he was pushing too hard, and when he noticed that a look of pain appeared on Tan Yiming's face, he immediately let go of his hand and apologized to the other party as if he was careless. "I'm sorry, I'm a rough man in the countryside, and my hands are full of brute strength, and sometimes I can't hold it, it's not light or heavy."

Tan Yiming curled up the hand that had lost half of his blood, and said forcefully, "It's okay." ”

As he finished speaking, he saw the rough man from the country kick his student, and startled him on the spot.

Sang Ping said sharply to the stunned Qingzi: "Are you causing trouble in the school again!" ”

Qingzi shouted loudly: "No! ”

Sang Ping: "Then what did your head teacher send you back to get back, you don't know the way back?" ”

Tan Yiming suddenly realized that it was not appropriate for him to leave here. Out of a sense of responsibility, he explained two sentences to his students: "You, you misunderstood. Sang Qing, he didn't..."

In view of the fact that he didn't know what to call Sang Ping for a while, Tan Yiming spoke a little unfavorably.

Sang Pingyi sternly blocked his words: "Teacher Tan, you don't have to defend him. Although this kid is not my own son, I know him better than I know my own son. If he does something under your hands, you should be scolded and beaten, and you must not be merciful to him! ”

Sang Qing stared at Sang Ping in disbelief.

Talking so ruthlessly, is this his own uncle!

Sang Qing said: "Now everything is about professional ethics, and the matter of beating and scolding students and corporal punishment of students is not interesting now." ”

Sang Ping: "If you don't scold, you can't succeed, and if you don't fight, you can't become a talent." Teacher Tan, you should treat this kid as a soldier under you, if he is disobedient, punish him to stand in a military posture and run the playground. ”

Sang Qing was angry, and his nosebleeds flowed down.

Tan Yiming hurriedly took out a piece of paper to wipe his nosebleed, "He had a nosebleed when he was in class this morning." When I brought him back, I suggested that you take him to the hospital. ”

Sang Qing stopped the nosebleed, looked around, didn't see Yu Sheng's figure, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

"My aunt?"

Sang Ping glared at him, hiding the concern in his eyes, "What do you want." I have a little nosebleed, and I have to cry and find your aunt to comfort you. ”

Sang Qing wanted Yu Sheng to care about him.

Sang Ping pushed him, "Go to the other side and ask Mr. Kong to pinch your pulse." ”

Aoko pinched her nose and ran to the other side.

Tan Yiming and Sang Ping were face-to-face, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Sang Ping expressed his gratitude to him: "Teacher Tan, thank you for sending him back." ”

Tan Yiming was a little nervous, "Why don't you send him to the hospital?" ”

Sang Ping pointed to the other side, "The doctor sitting in the medical hall over there is an old expert in traditional Chinese medicine, and he is much better than the doctor in the hospital." ”

Tan Yiming seems to be more inclined to Western medicine than traditional Chinese medicine, "The hospital's treatment system is still relatively comprehensive. There are many diseases that cannot be seen in Chinese medicine. ”

Sang Ping smiled heartlessly, "My nephew is very healthy." Recently, the weather has been dry, and he is on fire. ”

Sang Qing quickly ran back, and there was a ball of alcohol cotton stuffed in his nose. It seems that the nosebleed has stopped.

Tan Yiming was concerned: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's fine." Sang Qing said, "Grandpa Kong said that I was on fire and told me to drink more water every day. ”

He was alive and kicking, and he didn't look like something was wrong.

Now Tan Yiming left with confidence.

Watching Tan Yiming walk away, Sang Ping's face sank suddenly.

Seeing Qingzi turn around, Sang Ping raised his hand to hold him down, and asked sadly, "Where are you going?" ”

Sang Qing's ears suddenly sounded alarmed. He shrunk his head and his hands and feet, wishing he had a turtle shell on his back so he could hide in.

He turned his head mechanically and smiled brightly at Sang Ping, who had a gloomy face, "Uncle, what's the matter?" ”

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

He laughed hard.

Sang Ping: "Teacher Tan and your aunt...... Nothing else, right? ”

Sang Qing's face was about to stiffen with laughter.

"Teacher Tan and Aunt Tan met once in school, and then Teacher Tan came to our house a few times. Didn't I tell you all the night you returned? ”

Sang Qing's lovely wink.

He didn't play a good role in selling cuteness with Sang Ping, and he also provoked his uncle to show disgust.

"It's really good!" Sang Ping pushed his face away, "Teacher Tan and your aunt, why didn't you report it to me as soon as possible?" ”

Sang Qing was aggrieved, "Who said no." You're going to hang up on me. I'm not going to tell you when you come back? What's the matter, do you think that Mr. Tan and my aunt are a special match......

Sang Ping slapped over, but he was empty.

Sang Qing, who was dodging, was ready to run away at any time.

"Look at you, you got angry before you could say a few words. No kidding. In order to unload Sang Ping's aggressiveness, Sang Qing revealed some gossip to him, "You can rest assured." Teacher Tan is the boyfriend of one of my aunt's college classmates. Auntie's mind is on us, and she doesn't mean that much to Teacher Tan at all. ”

"You know a!" Sang Ping scolded.

"What's wrong again."

Yu Sheng came down from upstairs with a basket of sun-dried fungus.

Winniel followed behind her.

Xiaohua went to take the things in her hand, "Auntie, Qingzi has a nosebleed today." ”

"Hmm!" Sang Qing nodded vigorously, looking very aggrieved and sad, and sued Sang Ping. "I have a nosebleed, and my uncle will kill me!"

Yu Sheng held his face and looked at it for a while, but he didn't notice that he looked sick.

"Have you seen it Grandpa Kong?"

Aoko: "Look. ”

Sangping was not angry.

"He's just on the fire, and he drinks less water." His anger was also a little up, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his nasal cavity. "Hey, no, I'm on fire too."

Sang Qing looked at him: "You don't drink less water." ”

Sang Ping pointed at him angrily: "I'm angry with you!" ”