Su Qishan has been having a lot of troubles lately and is feeling a little overwhelmed. You can tell from the fact that he is still working overtime so late at night. The old man has hardly had any rest since he returned to Beijing.
So I was quite happy when I first heard Shen Lingling's voice.
It feels like "someone from my mother's side is coming".
"It's Lingling, you bastards must have had too much fun. You didn't even call me after such a long time!" The old man was aggrieved...
Shen Lingling couldn't help twitching her lips when she heard that. She said these guys were shameless and that good things would never happen to them!
Thinking that the teacher was still waiting on the other end of the phone, he explained dryly:
"Teacher, they are busy reviewing their lessons recently..."
Su Qishan didn't believe a word of this and said unhappily:
"What are you busy with! How could I not understand them? Wait until we get back to Beijing, and see how I deal with those brats!"
Shen Lingling hurriedly changed the subject upon hearing this. She had no choice. She was mainly afraid that if she continued talking, the war would shift to herself.
Phone bills are quite expensive nowadays. Shen Lingling simply asked about the teacher's recent life, and then talked about her own situation before hanging up:
"Teacher, please take good care of yourself in Beijing. If you need anything, tell my uncle and the others. We will be back after the New Year.
Shengsheng also sent you a big package of things, which will be sent out after the bridge is repaired in a few days. There is also ginseng in it for you from Uncle Ge, which he dug in the mountains, so that you can soak it in water and drink it when you have nothing to do..."
Su Qishan heard Sen Lin chattering about this and that on the other end of the phone, and he suddenly felt warm in his heart.
Look! I am not alone...
After hanging up the phone, Su Qishan's inexplicably irritated heart seemed to calm down a little in the past few days. He slowly leaned back in his chair and thought about what had happened in the past few months.
Ever since he came back, he found that many people were suppressing him openly or secretly. If it weren't for Xiao Xie and Xiao Cheng protecting him, he would have suffered a lot.
Fortunately, Shengsheng was smart and let Xiaoxie come back with her.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
Just as I thought of these two people, there was a knock on the door.
Su Qishan straightened his clothes, put on his glasses, sat up straight, and then spoke:
"Come in!"
"Old man, it's time to eat!"
I had just picked up the pen and wrote two words when I heard that familiar voice coming from the door.
Su Qishan curled his lips, looked up and saw his former favorite disciple, now his favorite, Bao, coming in with a lunch box:
"Why are you here?"
"I just came home after finishing my work and saw that you were not there. I knew you were here without thinking, so I hurried over to bring you food!"
As he spoke, he opened the lunch boxes one by one, and like a magic trick, he took out a thermos bucket and poured out the milky white fish soup:
"Come and try it quickly, this is made by Wang Er."
After washing his hands, Su Qishan saw two pairs of chopsticks on the table. He knew that the boy had not eaten either, and the last bit of annoyance in his heart disappeared without a trace.
He is old and confused. Why does he get angry with those insignificant people? Those people are hoping that he will get sick from being angry and someone else will take over his job!
The old man's mood improved after he figured it out. Looking at the delicious food on the table, he felt hungry:
"Wang Er's cooking skills are really good. Look how plump and white he has made Xiao Cheng!"
Lu Xie also agreed after hearing this: "Wang Er is really good!"
It was only after he arrived in the capital that he realized that Chen Cheng had someone who took care of his daily life.
No wonder that guy doesn't want to get married. Wang Er looks quiet, but he has everything arranged clearly. He is simply a very filial brother!
"I just received a call from the Ping An Brigade."
"Shengsheng?"
"Lingling!"
"Oh oh oh, then Shengsheng must be eavesdropping outside. She has been busy making money recently and must not have reviewed her lessons. She feels guilty and dares not to call you." Lu Xie understood as soon as he thought about it.
As the saying goes, no one knows a daughter better than her father. Since I know her so well, I must be Shengsheng's father, right? Lu Xie thought.
"That's what I guessed. They've all been a little bit arrogant lately. I'll have to give them a good scolding when I have time."
Lu Xie: "..."
It’s over... I have to inform Shengsheng in advance!
The next day, Lu Wensheng was counting money at home when the loudspeaker announced that there was a phone call for her.
By the time she packed up and rushed to the brigade headquarters, Lu Xie had been waiting for a long time:
"Shengsheng, did you make the teacher unhappy yesterday?"
Lu Wensheng said blankly: "No, I called him yesterday!"
Lu Xie rolled his eyes and exposed her mercilessly: "You beat him?"
Lu Wensheng felt a little guilty, and his confidence was not as strong as before: "I... I went up the mountain, Lingling called..."
Lu Xie: ...Just blow it!
"Anyway, you better be prepared. The old man will probably give you a lecture. I'm just a whistleblower.
Okay, I won’t talk to you anymore. Chen Cheng is urging me to hang up. "
"Oh no!"
“Beep, beep…”
"I'm not finished yet!"
Lu Wensheng wanted to say something when he heard a busy tone on the phone. "You should explain clearly if you want to tip off me!"
When she got home cursing, she went to find Meng Qingtang immediately. She decided to pass the blame!
"Old Meng, Uncle Xiaoxie just called and said that the teacher complained that you didn't call him for such a long time, and he wanted to scold you. Be prepared!"
Meng Qingtang believed it, and with a shudder in his heart, he defended himself:
“No, I wrote a letter!”
Lu Wensheng spread his hands: "Then I don't know, you're on your own."
After saying that, he ran away quickly. He felt guilty. How could he not run?
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