When leaving the office, Yuan peeked at Bai Zhide again.

Bai Zhide is also going out of the office and going to the classroom for the first class.

He had a bundle of papers in his arm, apparently taken yesterday.

As a student, Yuan Youwei naturally has a certain curiosity about the score of each exam.

Bai Zhide saw Yuan coming over slightly, and said with a smile, "I want to know how much to take?" ”

Yuan nodded slightly.

The short, fat old man blinked, a little mischievous, "You'll find out later." ”

Yuan Youwei was speechless.

Bai Zhide laughed.

When he was about to arrive at the classroom, Yuan Youwei hurriedly ran into the classroom one step ahead of him.

Bai Zhide is in a very good mood, and the results in the second unit are obviously better than those in the first unit.

There are five people with a full score alone, and Yuan Youwei is one of them.

After receiving the paper, Yuan Youwei carefully wrote down the score this time in his score book.

She believes that there will be more perfect scores in the future!

The second unit of Chinese has not yet been distributed, and the second and third Chinese classes in the morning are used for the new lessons.

Yan Qingze did not mention the exam situation of the second unit, and the students speculated that it might be announced in the afternoon class meeting.

After the fourth local class, Yuan Youwei was packing his schoolbag.

Yan Qingze appeared at the door of the classroom, and he beckoned, "Again, come on." ”

Yuan Youwei hurriedly picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom, "Teacher Yan, what's the matter?" ”

Yan Qingze said, "The injury on the teacher's hand has healed, tell your sister-in-law that you don't need to cook for me." ”

Yuan was slightly stunned, carefully examined his expression, and there was nothing unusual.

Yan Qingze showed her wrist, "It's really good." ”

There was indeed only a faint scar left on the wrist.

Yuan Youwei said cautiously, "Teacher Yan, it's quite troublesome for you to cook alone......

Yan Qingze smiled gently, "Speaking of trouble, but I have troubled your family for so long, thank you very much, but I have already cooked by myself at noon." You go back and say to your sister-in-law, thank you for taking care of you during this time. ”

After speaking, he patted Yuan Youwei's shoulder, "Go back, be careful on the road." ”

Yuan watched him leave without a word.

I persuaded Yan Qingze to come to their house for dinner because of the burns on my wrists.

Now that the burns are healed, what else can I do?

Yuan sighed slightly again and went home with his schoolbag on his back.

When I was about to get home, it was different from the usual quiet, but the house was noisy and noisy.

Yuan quickened his pace slightly, bypassed the old willow tree, and saw a mountain of meat on the cement at a glance.

Liu Honghua?

Why is she here?

Yuan Youwei was slightly puzzled, and he noticed the woman wearing a floral shirt next to Liu Honghua.

I can't tell who it is just by looking at the back, but who can appear with Liu Honghua except her mother Liu Meiyue?

How did the mother and daughter end up at her house?

The two have no friendship at all!

Yuan frowned slightly again and ran over.

Liu Meiyue walked around and looked around, pinching her throat and talking, "Why are you dusty everywhere?" No wonder Xiaohu can't stay when he comes! ”

It's not the first time the two have clashed, and Yuan Xinlan doesn't have a good attitude towards her, "You came to my house today, what's the matter?" ”

Liu Meiyue covered her mouth and laughed twice, "Can't you come to your house if you have nothing to do?" ”

Yuan Xinlan said very simply, "That's right! Don't come to our house if you don't have anything to do, you're not welcome in our house! ”