was originally the master who was temporarily arrested to make up the numbers, and Sun Simiao really played freely.

When the bell rang at the end of class, she felt quite interesting, because the whole class was full of talents.

Fortunately, these people are quite cooperative.

"Sun Simiao, can I invite you to come to the school as a special teacher?"

The English teacher smiled, it was the first time she had seen someone who could teach a lesson so much fun.

At the critical time of this class, many students are not afraid of English anymore and dare to open their mouths to speak out.

Although there are problems with pronunciation, it is the biggest progress in learning, she did not let the students do it, but Sun Simiao did.

Sun Simiao shook her head and said no.

At this time, her respect for the teacher also rose to a high level, and her throat hurt after a class.

I don't know how the teacher has to talk so much every day, how to survive,

"Thank you for the kindness of the teacher, I will return to Haida the day after tomorrow, and I will visit the teacher again when I have time in the future!"

A colleague in a class, the English teacher was delighted.

After saying goodbye to Huang Tao and them, Sun Simiao walked out of the campus.

Looking back at this not very large campus, all that flashed in her mind was the picture of her own school in her previous life.

Compared to this life, the memories of the previous life are really blurry.

The biggest regret in my life is that I didn't go from elementary school to university step by step.

I regret it now that I think about it.

But the most important thing in this world is regret, she can't change the path she has walked, so work hard to move forward.

Turning back, this time resolutely leaving here.

The road ahead awaits you!

Back at Song's house, Xiao Jingqing was already asleep, and Sun Simiao looked at her grandmother who was paralyzed on the sofa:

"Grandma, why are you bother, isn't it normal for children to miss their mothers?"

Chen Xuemei closed her eyes and enjoyed a massage from her granddaughter:

"Children are debts!"

This is emotional!

Sun Simiao wanted to refute that in her place, her parents and brothers were all debts.

She has carried the cause and effect of such a person forward, how should she feel?

After making Chen Xuemei happy, Sun Simiao went to cook.

Grandma is so tired, she can't let grandma continue to cook for her.

Xiao Jingqing saw so many beautiful foods in front of him, and finally ate his meal.

"I want to sleep with my cousin!"

The little girl is cute, and it makes people feel distressed to watch.

But is Sun Simiao the kind of person who will be soft-hearted?

No matter how cute it is, it's still a child, and it's still a small milk bag.

She was tossed out of the psychological shadow by the little five and six, and she would never take care of this kind of little milk bag again.

I didn't even do it to death.

Half an hour later, the little milk bag man who was lying on his bed and rolling made Sun Simiao have nothing to love.

Sure enough, the most terrifying thing in the world is the little milk bag.

"Cousin, cousin, you look so good!"

No matter how nice it sounds, it's useless.

"Cousin, cousin, I like you the most!"

It's all a lie, and the sweet words of the little milk bag are the most untrustworthy.

I see who likes you the most!

Actually?

Not at all.

Little Clever Ghost.

"Cousin, cousin, you smell so good, you smell like a mother!"

Sun Simiao's face is dark, who?

She smells like a mom?

That aunt of your own?

Song Xiahe?

That summer rain lotus on the shore of Daming Lake?

The devil knows why she contacted Xia Yuhe.

"Little one, hurry up and go to bed, or I'll throw you out!"

It's good for everyone, just don't have the smell of her mother.

The child has a problem with his sense of smell.

The little milk bag looked at Sun Simiao pitifully.

Especially the purple lips, which make people's hearts soften.

"I'll tell you a story, and you're going to promise me to sleep?"

Little Milk Bag nodded.

Stories are a hobby for all children.

Sun Simiao's brain has no impression of the story at all.

She has never been a mother, and she is not a person who likes to take care of children, how can she tell stories?

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple......"

Sure enough, she didn't have any expectations for her, and the little milk bag was finally said to fall asleep by Sun Simiao's recitation.

With a big sigh of relief, the day finally ended.

At dawn the next day, Sun Simiao didn't need to be called by her grandfather, so she got dressed and got up.

"I'm going for a morning jog!"

Immediately stay away from the little milk bag, Sun Simiao was really afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would meet the pitiful eyes of the little milk bag again.

Heart disease is congenital, and she has no good way to do it unless she has a heart transplant.

However, this surgery is not possible, at least with the current level of medical care.

So she won't meddle.

Ran out of the compound, looking at the breakfast stalls on both sides of the road at the entrance of the compound, this entered the eighties, and there were a lot more small businesses.

Sun Simiao found a shop that sold beef and rice ginseng, ordered two baked cards, and added an egg.

Watching the boss scoop out a steaming bowl of beef and rice ginseng from a particularly large bucket, the eggs at the bottom of the bowl were washed into latte art.

Sprinkle with chopped shallots and add two drops of sesame oil.

This is one of the favorite breakfasts of the people of Nanshi.

Especially in winter, it warms the stomach.

Looking for a Maza, Sun Simiao sat down and tore the roast cards in his hand little by little and threw them in.

With pickled radish strips, Sun Simiao was very happy to eat.

This kind of taste can only be eaten here authentically.

After eating, I paid, Sun Simiao packed two servings, the big bowl is the boss's, and you only need to send it back after eating.

may have been doing business in the alley for a long time, and he is not afraid that Sun Simiao will run away and not return the bowl.

When I returned home, I asked my grandmother to pour out the rice ginseng, and she carried the bowl to the boss.

Not at home for a quarter of an hour.

"Miaomiao? Isn't it wonderful? ”

Sun Simiao thinks that these two days are the auspicious days of the zodiac?

Why do people encounter themselves every day?

When I turned around, I saw a man.

It turned out to be Mrs. Huang.

"It's really wonderful, I thought Huang Tao lied to me!"

The hand was held by Mrs. Huang, and Sun Simiao was still a little uncomfortable.

This old lady is really too far from her previous life, and the instantaneous stiffness was quickly adjusted by her.

Who made her in the previous life really afraid of this voice.

"Grandma Huang, why are you here?"

Sun Simiao asked Mrs. Huang suspiciously.

Mrs. Huang pointed to the old man who was walking a bird not far away:

"I accompanied your grandfather He out for a walk, but I didn't expect to run into you, why don't you go to play at home?"

Play?

Hehe!!!

How passionate are you about her?

She didn't dare to go.

Unless she doesn't want to die.

"That, I'm rarely in Nanshi, and I'm here to accompany my grandpa this time!"

Even Sun Simiao didn't believe this.

Who accompanies the old man and comes to the park for a walk by himself?

It's obviously a pretext.

Mrs. Huang was not angry.

"I haven't seen you for several years since I last saw you in the hospital, and I heard Taozi say that you are now studying at Haida?"

Can you not have this enthusiasm?

"Grandma, how did you recognize me?"