After talking for a long time, Mr. Yang Ruilin didn't care whether the students were smart or not, and he saw whose eyes were ignorant, so he spoke again gently.

"People are here to listen to my lectures, not to gain fame, but to learn some qualities from textbooks.

The difference between people is not only the difference in the number of money tickets and copper plates, but also the perception of everything that determines our future path......"

Occasionally, he would walk past Ping and take a look at Ping's handwriting: "The handwriting is good, I went to school before, and the husband who taught you must be very good." ”

Ping nodded blankly, and the corners of Yang Ruilin's lips rose.

Before that, wasn't it the gentleman in front of her who taught her to write?

Lao Wang sells Guaa......

Cheng San shouted at Ping across the person: "Eat apples, I said how can you write so many words, it turns out that you have been to the school!" ”

Yang Ruilin's smile deepened, and he arranged for Cheng San to sit farther away from Ping.

Although Cheng San is a gangster, he abides by some rules, so even if he is careless, the residents here are very accepting of him, but his brother Cheng Er has to be a different matter.

Cheng San honestly moved his position.

Ping smiled at Cheng San, and Cheng San grimaced.

At the end of a class, pen and ink stain the table, paper is used sparingly, but it is always good to clean up.

Yang Ruilin left Ping alone and asked her to help clean up her things.

Cheng San wanted to help, but the teacher politely refused.

Apple counted the textbooks, and there were quite a few of them.

"I'll really help," Cheng San piled the used and unused paper together and folded it, "Look, I've cleaned it up." ”

The gentleman tilted his head, took the pile of papers from Cheng San's hand, handed them to Ping Classification, and waved his hand to show that he was not needed.

"Then I'll clean up the brush."

"No need."

"The table is messed up, leave it to me."

Mr. sighed lightly: "Help me pass on a word, bother the carpenter shop Cheng Shou to make a batch of furniture, the quality is good, and the wood is not enough."

It's urgent, so please go now. ”

At this point, Cheng San had no choice but to get out.

After being quiet for a while, Yang Ruilin approached Ping, still holding a few brushes in his hands.

"Apple, long time no see."

She placed the unused paper on the front table and replied, "Sir doesn't look the same." ”

"I'm not going to get old."

"Hmm." The gentleman is indeed very young.

"Lizhi County was burned.

I went back to see it once before, and there were seven or seven dead people, and I thought, I don't know if the students I taught are still alive? Now that I see you safe, I am really happy to be a teacher. ”

The girl's back seemed to stiffen, and she dipped her rag in water and wiped the wooden table without saying a word.

The skin of the wooden table is pitted, and the color of the pen and ink is brown and black.

It can't be wiped clean at all.

"Ping used to never speak, I thought you had a problem with your voice, so I asked your brother, because he didn't like to talk, but now he looks much better."

"Hmm. I hurt my knee that time, thank you, sir. Ping turned around and bowed, but Yang Ruilin avoided it.

"You're welcome.

By the way, what about your brother Chi Ran? I was surprised when your servant helped you sign up, but I didn't expect you to live in North Germany. ”

The gentleman took the brush and went to clean it, followed by Apple.

"My brother...... Out of town. There are no servants at home, what Mr. said should be Aunt Lin. ”

The ink spreads in the water, like a curl of silk, and finally merges with the water.

"That's it. Apple, you see.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. The water got dirty. ”

Apple nodded.

But if the water dripped into the inkstone, what would happen to Ping?

The clean ones are dirty. ”

The tone of the last sentence was slightly heavier, and Yang Ruilin continued to ask thoughtlessly: "If the apple becomes a drop of clear water, will it choose to become the rain and dew that watering the trees, or the mixed things in the inkstone?" ”

Yang Ruilin stared at Apple's face.

The girl shook her head: "I don't want to be Shimizu. ”

"What if?"

"A drop of water can't determine your future."

Shaking the water droplets on the brush, Yang Ruilin said: "It's okay, I know, Ping must want to be rain and dew." Okay, let's go home. ”

After a second of pause, Ping said goodbye to her husband and left.

The man watched her go away, and there was some confusion between his eyebrows.

On the way back to the small house, Apple began to ponder what her husband had said.

Yang Ruilin came to Beide Town when Ping was on a mission, and when Chi Ran took Ping to leave Lizhi County, Yang Ruilin did not leave.

But two days before Ping delivered the letter, she inquired about the closure of Yang Ruilin's school......

Could Mr. Yang have a relationship with his brother?

What should she do?

Was Mr. Yang talking about himself just now...... Just a normal conversation.

"Eat apples!"

Cheng San suddenly appeared from around the corner, hiding one hand behind his back.

Apple paused violently.

"You're finally done, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The weather was very cold, and it had snowed a few days ago, so Cheng San kept stomping his feet, puffing towards his palms, and shrinking his shoulders.

"Aren't you going back to the carpenter's shop?"

"Nope. Yang Ruilin didn't wait to see me when he saw it, so I pretended to go home. What are you like, does he think you don't know anything? ”

"It's not."

Cheng San is smarter than himself, and he will always guess what others think.

His eyes looked at the sky, and his cheeks were frozen red: "Go, I'll send you." ”

Cheng San was holding a sugar gourd in his hand behind his back, and he looked embarrassed, but he still shook the sugar gourd and handed it to Ping.

"For the sake of my hands being frozen for so long, you can eat it."

The people of the Fire Yuan God were originally not afraid of the cold.

But at this moment, Apple's cheeks turned red.

Sugar gourd red shiny.

The girl took a bite, and the contents of her mouth were cold and hard, and the taste was sweet and sour.

This is the second person besides Chi Ran to buy her a sugar gourd.

Apple said deliberately, "Toothless." ”

The two of them were side by side, shoulder to shoulder, and went back to the small mansion.

On the top of the tree in the house, Huo Qingniang saw the two of them from a distance, she stared coldly at the little figure suspected to be Cheng San, and drew her knife.