There were footsteps on the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of a door closing. After a few seconds, a voice came, "Teacher, my mother is too tired. She works two jobs alone."

Life is like this, with big and small disappointments. Wen Xia tightened her grip on the phone. Her tone was gentle, but serious. "That's why you need to study. Your mother would rather work hard to support your studies. Have you ever thought about why?"

"It's only been five years, plus you've been repeating the year. If you work hard for five years, you will definitely be richer and more relaxed than you are now."

"The teacher can lend you money to repeat your studies. You don't have to ask your mother for it. When you get a job, you can pay me back slowly."

Liu Fei had heard too many teachers say that his grades were bad and that he might as well go home and carry bricks. Wen Xia was the first teacher who was willing to lend him money to repeat a grade.

It would be a lie to say that he was not touched, but he could not take advantage of the teacher, so he refused: "Teacher Wen, I don't want to study anymore. Thank you for your kindness."

"Liu Fei, listen to what the teacher has to say. Your mother has suffered for most of her life, so do you have to suffer for most of your life too? You have persisted for so many years, it won't be difficult to persist for another five years."

"No, it's not difficult to hold on for another year. When you go to college, you can work part-time to earn money, or if you study hard you can get a scholarship. The scholarship is enough to pay for one year's tuition."

She talked for a long time, but Liu Fei on the other end of the phone still did not agree to repeat the year.

She sighed and continued to call other students. The remaining few were those whose families could not afford to study.

What she said had no effect.

A bit frustrated and powerless.

She wants to guide all students onto the right path, but she is just an ordinary teacher.

She didn't want to see the phone for a moment, and handed it to Qin Mo dejectedly, then curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. She didn't sleep, because as soon as she closed her eyes, she saw those students who were not going to study anymore.

If everyone could start over again, there are some truths that no one needs to explain, and everyone will understand them.

Seeing that she pursed her lips and was obviously not happy, Qin Mo put down the documents in his hand, bent down and whispered to her, "Wife, I want to go to the amusement park. I haven't gone out to play for a long time."

Wen Xia opened her eyes and met someone's concerned look. She pouted and said coquettishly, "I don't have any money."

Qin Mo couldn't help laughing. All the money in the family was with her, which was more than enough to buy a sea view villa.

He raised his eyebrows and acted along with his wife, saying, "It's okay. My husband will sell himself to you to play with."

Wen Xia was amused. She smiled and pinched his face, "Married men are worthless."

"Forget it, I'll just treat you to a meal. After all, I'm a rich woman."

…

The two of them stayed together for a while before going out. At the door, they met Luo Yan who was coming back from work to buy groceries. She called them, "Xia Xia, Xiao Mo, come home for lunch at noon."

"Mom, we're going out to play, you guys eat."

Wen Xia saw that her forehead was covered with sweat and said with concern: "Take an umbrella when you go out, be careful of heatstroke."

Luo Yan smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, we're used to it. You guys can eat before going out to play. I bought some hot and sour noodles. Just soak them in boiling water and they'll be ready soon."

Wend doesn't like eating meat very much, but she likes eating hot and sour noodles very much, so she buys hot and sour noodles and makes them every now and then.

Whether the food was good or bad, Wend would not say a word and would always finish it.

Wen Xia looked at Qin Mo, and Qin Mo signaled her to make the decision, and then the two of them followed Luo Yan home to eat hot and sour noodles.

Ever since Luo Yan married Wendell, their home has always been clean and tidy, with a hint of homely atmosphere, unlike before when it was so cold and desolate that made people sad.

Wen Xia wanted to help cook, but Luo Yan wouldn't let her, saying there was nothing she could help with.

She went to her bedroom to find her previous high school textbooks and used them to analyze the knowledge points that other teachers had taught.

When she opened the door, she was stunned. The room was clean and tidy. There were flowers on the desk and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

It seems like someone lives here permanently.

During those years in junior high school, she was like this every time she came home.

Then it changed...

She didn't find the reference book in the old location, so she walked into the kitchen and asked, "Mom, where are my high school textbooks?"

"I packed it up in a box, fearing that mice might gnaw on it."

Luo Yan said as she washed the vegetables: "Your bedroom is not big, so I'll ask your dad to put it in the utility room."

Probably because she was afraid that she might be worried, she explained, "I kept everything well, and it wasn't lost."

Wen Xia understood everything, including her good intentions. She smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you, Mom."

She paused and added, "Mom, the flowers in my bedroom smell so good."

Luo Yan looked at her and smiled. "It's the flower shop at the entrance of the community. If you like, I'll buy you a bouquet later. It's not expensive, only ten yuan."

Then she added, "I guess Xiao Mo will have to take the book. Your dad is afraid of moisture, so he put it on the top of the cabinet."

It felt like a treasure, Wen Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You don't have to put it in the cabinet, just find a corner and put it there."

"That won't work. You're going to use it if you keep it."

Luo Yan disagreed and said, "The house is so big, it's not like there's no room for it."

Wen Xia's eyes fell on the side of her face. It seemed that her skin had become whiter and her eyes were brighter. It seemed that she was living well with Wen De.

She pursed her lips and smiled, then went out and rudely instructed someone sitting on the sofa to do something, "Follow me."

The guy looked up at him and said slowly and flirtatiously, "Kiss me." As he said that, he raised his chin slightly.

Wen Xia: “…”

She walked over and kicked him, gritting her teeth and saying, "Kiss the devil, get up quickly."

His wife got angry, so Qin Mo stood up properly and followed her into the utility room. The cabinet was a bit high, so Wen Xia subconsciously pulled over the stool next to it and motioned for him to stand on it to take it down.

Qin Mo glanced at the stool, then reached out and easily took the box down, tilting his head and grinning: "Wife, you know nothing about your husband's abilities."

Wen Xia: “…”

She bared her teeth and choked him with a rural saying, "He is as tall and thin as a bamboo trunk. He is so ugly that he can't be stopped."

"Not disabled?"

In order to prove that he is not skinny, Qin Mo lifted up his short sleeves to reveal his eight strong and muscular abdominal muscles.

Wen Xia was almost blinded by this guy's coquettishness. She couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "..."

She ripped off his clothes and hit his perfect eight-pack abs, "You're awesome, you have eight-pack abs."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, bent down and leaned close to her ear, "Then my wife is a soft and fragrant... little bun?"

Wen Xia: “…”

Fuck the little bun.

She is obviously a big...

Damn Qin Mo.

Damn Qin Mo.

Damn Qin Mo.

Being mocked for her small breasts, she got furious and glared at him fiercely with an exaggerated expression, "Qin Mo, we'll never see each other again. Goodbye!" She was still unable to vent her anger and reached out to grab his face.

Then she tilted her head and went out angrily. Soon she turned around and said, "Find the math book."

There are three more chapters, coming out soon.