These kids no longer call him class teacher, they just call him boss.

Lao Jiang: ...

So, maybe it's because of family matters?

This needs to be taken seriously.

When will I communicate with her parents?

Qi Yunyi was still daydreaming and didn't know that Lao Jiang had already planned to visit her home.

While she was squatting in horse stance, her mind was still wandering.

Although more than a year has passed, it is rare to see Master Yang, who is very old, cough.

He coughed so hard that his throat was almost hoarse, but the child was still squatting.

Master Yang looked at Song Xinglan beside him and asked, "What happened to her?"

Eight-year-old Song Xinglan is like a young poplar, full of vitality.

Hearing this, Song Xinglan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

As a veteran with experience raising daughters, Master Yang pondered for a moment, beckoned his young disciple over, and then lowered his voice to ask him, "Did some brat joke that Yi Yi is your wife?"

Song Xinglan shook his head.

Qi Yunyi, a girl who hangs out with the troublemakers in the senior grades and is called "sister", who dares to say that to her?

Aren't you afraid of being beaten?

Master Yang couldn't guess the reason.

However, Qi Yunyi had been standing for a long time. Master Yang sighed and walked over, picked up the child, then put her down and let her stand.

As a result, as soon as he let go, Qi Yunyi fell straight to the ground.

Master Yang was startled and quickly supported the man.

"My legs are numb!"

Qi Yunyi said these few words with difficulty, and then began to lie straight and lifeless.