I had to follow my mother, with a smile on my face: "Just kidding, I didn't talk about anything." ”

Mu Liang seemed to want to detect something on my face, but I smiled and avoided his gaze and walked towards the room.

got married, and my life didn't seem to change, but instead pulled Mu Liang into the water.

Mu Liang didn't live at home that day, he still needs to pack up his things, and he won't come to live with me until he leaves the room.

In the evening, Mu Liang sent a text message.

"Don't be tough with your mother, your mother is reluctant to let you go. It's okay to live at home, anyway, the rent is also given to others, isn't it more cost-effective for us to give it to our mother? Don't think too much, just do what your mother wants. ”

Mu Liang can always detect my thoughts at such times, and in order to avoid making it difficult for me, he will always take care of everyone. Only know that in this way, we are more stressed. I also know that Mu Liang also wants to start our own little life, he has long been planning to prepare something for our little family, and now, it is all in vain.

Mu Liang's understanding made me cry.

"Xiang Wan, come here."

Mom hadn't fallen asleep yet, so I hurriedly wiped away my tears and took a deep breath to calm my emotions.

When she stood at the door of her mother's room, her mother spoke: "Xiang Wan, I didn't say you. You just don't know what's wrong! What happened to getting married? Shouldn't you feel sorry for the old man? Mature people and sensible daughters will take the initiative to ask to live at home. You see that there is a room at home, and if you go out to live there, what will others say about me? I thought I couldn't bear the room! If Mu Liang doesn't say it, he will definitely think in his heart, obviously there is a room here......"

"Mom, first of all, how much is the cost of living."

I didn't want to listen any more and went straight to the point.

Mom paused for a moment and said, "You can look at it." ”

Before I could speak, my mother said, "It can't be less than 3,000." Which of the two of you should not have more electricity and water bills? ”

"Hmm." I whispered in response. I'm silently calculating my daily expenses, and my salary has risen now, but in addition to paying these living expenses, I almost ran out of small things to buy.

All the other pressures about the new home are on Mu Liang, maybe my salary is not enough, and Mu Liang may have to make up for it.

"Did I earn yours? You and Mu Liang eat what you like, and I am usually reluctant to eat it myself......"

"Okay, okay, that's it."

Maybe it was because I agreed, so my mother didn't say anything more.

Soon after returning to the room, I heard the sound of snoring from my mother's side.

This semester I was transferred to the calligraphy group, and there was less class time, so I calculated carefully, I'm afraid that Mu Liang really has to make up for me and my family, and I don't feel good. I have always wanted to rely on myself, but after so long, I didn't change at all, but pulled Mu Liang to carry it with me, and I couldn't help but feel a little lost and unwilling.

The next day I went to work, and when I entered the hall, I met Zhou Jiaqi.

"Yo he, didn't your husband send you? Aren't you married? ”

"Hmm." A perfunctory response.

"Hey, why don't you take the bus yourself? This husband can't do it! I don't take care of you. ”

"Yes, yes, how can you have the charm to come here with so many excellent people?"

Hearing Zhou Jiaqi's words, he felt very uncomfortable, so he replied.

Zhou Jiaqi cut off, maybe she is used to joking like this, and it doesn't matter if the person listening is comfortable or not.

I saw her looking at me as she went upstairs, and this look made me feel uncomfortable.

"Please, at a young age, don't dress like an aunt, even if you get married, you don't know how your husband likes you."

Zhou Jiaqi's words are really unappetizing.

Rolled his eyes at her and said sneeringly, "Hmm! Be! I can't help it if I look like this, how can you be sweet and trendy. But my husband just likes it, no way. ”

After speaking, he smiled at her.

I didn't know that I was getting so scared gradually.

Early in the morning, it was like eating a flying insect, and my mood was really affected.

The calligraphy group has a lot less class time, there are few competitions, and there is no need for exams, there are few students, and the soft and hard pens are divided, and the whole calligraphy group is equivalent to more monks and less porridge. Director Liu took over the position of Director Chen this semester, and Director Chen was nominally promoted to the position of vice principal of the branch, but he did not care about the teachers' class schedule, and for us teachers, class scheduling is the most important thing.

Zhou Jiaqi is even more proud this semester, her classes are perfectly scheduled, and there is still time for consecutive breaks. As for me and a few other people who came with me, the class schedule was very messy.

Obviously, this semester has been tougher than before. Originally, I thought that as long as I taught well, the school environment would not be so deceitful. In the end, it turned out that it was still too simple, and it was easy to dodge open guns and difficult to defend against hidden arrows.

The leader of the calligraphy group is Mr. Xiong, a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties, who is more old-fashioned and has an eccentric temper. Often he ignored what the director and the vice principal said, and went according to his own ideas.

Mr. Xiong couldn't sleep at noon, so he moved the time of the meeting to noon in the afternoon.

After the roll call in the office, Mr. Xiong began his tirade.

"If you want me to say, other groups are reforming, and our group should also be reforming. First of all, we should also set up exhibitions frequently, one font category a week, one by one, I will be the first one, and the first shot will be fired......"

"Didn't the director say that each group can only be lined up for a week? We have so many types, or we will line up in pairs for a day or two, otherwise the approval will not be passed. Mr. Guo proposed.

I and others also seconded it, but I didn't expect to provoke the dissatisfaction of Elder Xiong.

"It doesn't work! Why?! I think your thoughts are too eager for quick success! Teaching is gradual! It's like a little bit of a day, what good can it be for a day or two? The more Xiong Lao spoke, the more excited he became, and the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth.

"Especially you young teachers, you can't be impatient, you should give advice to the director together!" Old Xiong said and pointed at me.

Mr. Guo is also an old senior, he waved his hand to appease Mr. Xiong, and said, "Don't get excited, old man!" It's not cost-effective to have high blood pressure for a while! The school also has the difficulties of the school, the venue is so big, each group has an arrangement, and we can't arrange our calligraphy group for one semester a month......"

Xiong Lao was even more excited, interrupted Mr. Guo's words, and said angrily: "I have already mentioned it, but the director has denied it!" I don't think that's reasonable at all! We can arrange exhibitions all year round, and I will arrange the exhibition tomorrow, and I will follow you to the teacher! I said it! ”

"If you need the director's signature for approval, you can't get an easel if you don't sign it, Old Xiong, I can't handle it." I can't solve this big problem, and my face is embarrassed.

"Are you from my group? If you're in my group, you should listen to me! Elder Xiong said excitedly, saliva squirting onto my desk.

I frowned and looked at Mr. Guo for help.

Teacher Guo smiled bitterly and shook his head, lowered his head and whispered to me, "Don't care, just listen, he must have been angry with the director and came to vent." ”