The next morning, Luo Li woke up sour, he sat up, he was the only one in the room, thinking of the events of last night, he smiled from the heart, and his voice was low and good.

"I wake up early in the morning and have spring dreams." Xi Qing walked into the room, threw the person out of bed, ripped off the sheets, folded them twice casually and stuffed them into the closet.

"What are you doing?" He wondered.

"Keep it and come back in the evening to wash."

"Wash?" He thought for a while before he understood, and suddenly hugged the person: "Xi Qing, you are finally my person." ”

The woman broke away from him: "It's just a sleep, it's not a big deal, don't think so traditionally, stay away from me, it's like a stove." ”

"Anyway, you are my mother-in-law, and we are husband and wife." He was unusually stubborn.

"Whatever you want." She doesn't care, this attitude is similar to that of a scumbag.

Luo Li smashed a fist on the cotton, and pressed her schoolbag and said, "When are we going to get the certificate?" ”

"No."

"Why?"

"It's good now."

He was puzzled: "I am responsible for you." ”

"Huh." She quipped, "Who is responsible for whom?" ”

He blushed: "It's okay if you are responsible for me, let's go get the certificate as soon as possible." ”

"Nothing, you want me to marry you? Want to play naked marriage? ”

"I'll try to make money."

She curled her eyebrows: "Okay, then wait for you to drive a Maserati to marry me." ”

A sultry wind blew through the window, blowing through her hair, ruffling a few hairs, and he pinned her behind her ear: "Okay, remember what you said, and don't regret it." ”

She raised her eyebrows and teased, "Are you serious?" ”

"Hmm."

"It's really innocent, brother."

Luo Li's black skin turned red: "Don't call it that." ”

"That's the way it is, I'm four years older than you, you should call me sister."

"No way, you're my mother-in-law."

Xi shook his head lightly, packed his schoolbag and went downstairs to eat, and the man followed behind.

Chen Yulian observed the faces of the two, but she didn't see anything unusual, and couldn't help but doubt what her son said, and she frequently looked at the two of them after a meal.

After breakfast, Luo Li sent people to school before going to town.

In the last class of the afternoon, Xi Qing took the sixth grade mathematics, unexpectedly, there was a student named Wang Jing in the class today, she called to inquire about the situation, but no one answered, she had to visit her home after school.

However, as soon as she arrived at the door of Wang Jia, a black dog came out of the haystack and barked at her.

Xi Qing picked up a branch and scared it twice, and waited for the dog to run away before she stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone?" I am Wang Cong's teacher. ”

It took a long time for a cough to be heard in the house, and at the same time, the black dog bared its teeth at her, barking incessantly, attracting the villagers next door.

The woman was peeling a handful of salted peanuts and looked at her curiously, Xi Qing ignored her, and continued to knock on the door, just as there was a sound of footsteps in the house, accompanied by a spitting sound, and the door slowly opened.

"Who are you?" The old man was holding an old pipe, and there was still turbid smoke at one end, and as he spoke, the pungent smell of smoke rushed towards the door in front of her, and this person was Wang Piqiu.

Xi quietly took a half step back to the side, and said lightly: "I'm Wang Jing's math teacher, and he didn't come to class today, do you know?" ”

"You said Jing Wazi, he had a high fever last night, and he only got better this morning, and now he is busy working in the stove." He shouted loudly into the house, and said with full anger: "Jing Wazi, your class teacher is here, come out quickly." ”