The head teacher didn't know why he was so confused that he agreed to Yan Jinxi's request.

How can a teacher visit a student's home and bring other classmates?

But Yan Jinxi was calm at the time.

"Didn't the teacher say that classmates should care for each other and help each other?"

It seems like yes......

The head teacher took Yan Jinxi to Ji Ai's community, this place is all old houses, there is no elevator upstairs, and one big and one small climb up are a little panting.

finally climbed to the floor of Ji Ai's house, and found that there was no doorbell installed, so he could only knock by hand.

"Tuk-tuk-"

The head teacher knocked several times in a row, but no one came to open the door.

Yan Jinxi reminded loudly: "Teacher, you better call directly." ”

The phone was connected, but Ji Ai's mother said on the phone that she had an urgent matter and took Ji Ai out of the house and was not at home.

The head teacher had no choice but to take Yan Jinxi back.

Yan Jinxi went downstairs leisurely with his little hands, and he didn't see from his eyes how much he cared about his classmates, but it was a bit of a play?

Then the head teacher dispelled his thoughts, no matter how smart Yan Jinxi was, he was only a seven or eight-year-old child.

On the second day of the home visit, Ji Ai returned to school.

She didn't look like before, but there was some dark blue under the corners of her eyes, and she didn't look like she had rested well.

Ji Ai returned to campus, and her classmates greeted her, but in the end, she was a child, and she said good things to make her happy, and sent some snacks and toys.

Ji Ai cherishes these real little warmths very much, but she knows that none of them can help her, and she feels sad from the bottom of her heart.

Until Yan Jinxi came over and handed her a book on law, and there was a page in it that was deliberately rolled up in the corner.

Ji Ai knew the words on it, but it was too difficult for her to understand these things. So she put away the books, put them in her school bag and took them home, and carefully hid them in a cardboard box under the bed before her mother came home.

The school held a parent-teacher conference, and Ji Ai's parents were forever absent.

It was Yin Xingyan who recognized the poor little girl and beckoned to her.

Ji Ai timidly walked over and moved his mouth, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.

Yin Xing's eyes smiled, "Ji Ai, do you remember me?" ”

Ji Ai nodded, this obedient appearance is quite cute.

Since becoming a mother, Yin Xingyan's temperament has changed a lot, she used to be nosy, and she had to weigh the pros and cons of everything she did, but now she will also do some good deeds without asking for anything in return, just to pray for the blessing of the family.

She pays close attention to Yan Jinxi, and even the classmates in his class also have some understanding, she has heard some things about Ji Ai, and thinks that this child is pitiful, but in the end it is someone else's housework.

"Long time no see, Auntie thinks you're cute, let's give you a gift."

Yin Xingyan touched the bag, took out an off-white pen from it and handed it to her, "This one is for you." ”

When she was looking at Yan Jinxi's essay test paper in the teacher's office before, she inadvertently swept Ji Ai's Chinese paper and found that the little girl's handwriting was very beautiful.

Because her son likes fountain pens, she can't help but buy a fountain pen that is sometimes so good, and giving one to Ji Ai is really just a small gift.

Ji Ai's first reaction was to shake her head and excuse herself, embarrassed to take other people's things.

But Yin Xingyan's smile and voice seemed to have a kind of magic, and the pen was stuffed into her hand, so she didn't know how to refuse.