The woman said this without any sadness or complaint. Instead, she had a smile on her face when she talked about her children when they were young.

Wen Xia was somewhat moved. She thought of Wen De, and the same thing happened to her father.

In fact, she has a father, so she lacks nothing, and he even makes up for the mother's love.

She asked curiously, "Aunt Luo, have you been selling newspapers for many years?"

"It's been many years. I started selling it when I was pregnant with Xiaoyan. Selling newspapers may not seem respectable, but I can make three to four thousand a month."

Luo Yan did not say the sadness of losing three or four thousand, but Wen Xia understood that it was really that easy to make money by selling newspapers, as there were people selling newspapers everywhere.

"Aunt Luo, why don't you rent a small stall and sell it in a crowded place? That should be fine."

"It's expensive, three or four hundred a month." Luo Yan explained, "After Xiao Yan graduates and has a job, I will go back and rent a stall to sell.

After all, it was to save some money for Ning Yan's studies.

The two returned to the Wen family. Wen Xia brought out the food, which had been kept warm in the rice cooker so they could eat it right away.

Looking at the specially prepared fish on the table, Luo Yan felt a little embarrassed, "Xia Xia, I don't want to eat it. I ate bread in the car."

"Aunt Luo, eat. It won't be hot at noon if you don't eat. You know fish will loosen up when it's hot." Wen Xia took the remote control and turned on the air conditioner.

Hearing this, Luo Yan said nothing.

…

When it was almost noon, Wen Xia started to cook for Wen De and the others. Luo Yan said she would cook it and fried a dish of pickles and bacon she brought with her.

Wen Xia couldn't help but eat a piece of it after smelling the aroma. "Aunt Luo, the bacon you fried is really delicious."

"It's fried with pickles. It doesn't matter who stir-fries it. This time I brought you a few pounds of pickles and bacon. If you like it, I'll bring you more next time."

"Then I would like to thank Aunt Luo first." Wen Xia said bluntly.

Wen Xia originally wanted to come back after delivering the meal, but hearing Luo Yan calling him "Xiao Yan" all the time, she probably thought she really wanted to see him, so she packed food for four people and went to the factory to eat together.

I called Winder on the way and asked them not to eat yet.

…

office.

Wen Xia looked at it and took a piece of bacon with chopsticks and gave it to Wen De, "Dad, eat more, Aunt Luo's fried bacon is delicious."

People who cook have a mentality of being afraid that others will think the food is not tasty. Luo Yan subconsciously looked at Wend's reaction, and Wend just happened to look at Luo Yan in line with Wen Xia's words.

When our eyes met, there was an inexplicable feeling of awkwardness.

Luo Yan quickly looked away and said unnaturally: "It's not very delicious even if I cook it, you guys just have to eat it."

Winder always had a serious look on his face, and this situation had not changed. "It's fine."

After dinner, Wen Xia accompanied Luo Yan to clean the house where Ning Yan lived. She found that it was a two-bedroom and one-living room house. She glanced at Luo Yan and understood Wen De's plan.

"Aunt Luo, you can stay here for a few more days. There are two rooms."

Luo Yan thought there was another worker living there, so she shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'll buy a train ticket back home in the evening."

"Aunt Luo, you're fine anyway, so stay a few more days. I heard from my dad that there won't be any workers living here for the time being, so you can stay here without worry." Wen Xia said with a smile.

In the end, Luo Yan stayed there. She bought some food in the evening and asked Wen Xia and Wen De to eat. During the meal, Qin Mo called but Wen Xia hung up on him.

It means she is "angry".

Winder noticed her movements, and while driving on the road, he suddenly asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xia said in confusion, "Huh?" "Dad, I'm fine."

Wen De pursed his lips, thinking that she didn't want him to worry. The car fell silent. Wen Xia belatedly remembered that she had hung up the phone. "Dad, what are you talking about me and Qin Mo?"

She smiled with her eyes curved, and said confidently: "We are fine, really fine, he doesn't dare to quarrel with me."

"Okay." Winder said nothing more.

…

After taking a shower and returning to the bedroom, I took out my cell phone and there were already 99+ messages.

Wen Xia smiled and humphed, then slowly flipped through the chat history and finally replied to him.

The next second, the phone rang.

"Wife, I was wrong."

"You are wrong. I see that you are not wrong. You will make the same mistake again next time." Wen Xia knew his character too well. There were some things he would never make even once, but there were some things he would make over and over again.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "My wife knows the answer but still asks."

Wen Xia: “…”

She said faintly: "Can't you just say you won't do it again?"

Qin Mo said: "No, after all, I still want to kiss, hug and lift my wife up high."

Wen Xia: “…”

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, and Qin Mo stopped teasing her, "Wife, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow for half a month."

"Okay." Wen Xia sat in front of the desk and picked up a paper to do. She then said, "I asked Teacher Zhou about my internship in the fourth year of college. Teacher Zhou asked me to go to him tomorrow."

"Are you scared?" Qin Mo was typing on the keyboard with one hand while working on the document.

Wen Xia smiled and snorted, "What are you afraid of? I'm Teacher Wen, a teacher with four or five years of teaching experience."

Qin Mo chuckled, "Teacher Wen, I am wrong."

Wen Xia couldn't help laughing, "I forgive you."

The two talked for more than an hour before hanging up the phone.

The next day at noon, Jiazhong, office.

Zhou Gang saw Wen Xia coming and kindly asked her to come in. Wen Xia politely said, "Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Gang smiled and half-jokingly said, "Why didn't Qin Mo come? Weren't you inseparable before?"

Wen Xia: “…”

She wiped her nose embarrassedly, "He's on a business trip."

"No wonder."

Zhou Gang smiled and said, "I asked the Dean of Studies about what you asked yesterday, and the Dean of Studies asked the principal, and the principal said it's okay, you can come for an internship in the second semester of your senior year."

He paused and added, "Do you really want to be a teacher? With your education, you can find a good job or go to a good school."

"It's not that our school is bad, it's just that you have better options."

Wen Xia said without hesitation: "Teacher Zhou, I have thought about it."

Zhou Gang smiled and said, "That's good. From now on, our school will have a top teacher from University B. If we tell others about it, we will be famous."

"Don't forget to take care of me, your former class teacher."

Wen Xia smiled and said, "I'll need Teacher Zhou to take care of me in the future. I don't know anything."

Zhou Gang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Fresh blood is the most vigorous. I am old and cannot compare with you."

He paused for a moment and then continued, "When will the wedding be held? I'm still waiting to eat the wedding candy."

Wen Xia shook her head, "I don't know yet."

Zhou just wanted to say something when a female student came in with a question to ask him. He smiled and said, "Let your senior sister Wen explain it to you. Your senior sister Wen is a student from B University."

When the female student heard the words "B University student", she looked at Wen Xia with an expression of "how amazing".

Wen Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then took the question and explained it to her. After she finished, the girl suddenly asked, "Senior Wen, do you know Senior Qin?"

Zhou Gang laughed a little, "Your senior sister Wen and senior brother Qin are both married, do you think they know each other?"