But when General Chu started laughing, especially when he spoke loudly and clearly, he gave people a sense of boldness that was beyond words.
For example, at this time, Bi Yue felt that the army commander and the real high-ranking officials were the easiest people to approach.
"Oh, Xiaoci's teacher is still a little girl!"
Bi Yue half bowed: "Hello, uncle."
Father Chu threw the report in his hand onto the coffee table: "Okay, okay! As for Chu Ci, I'll have to trouble you to pay more attention to him and improve his grades! That brat almost gave me a zero on the exam!"
"Don't worry, I will."
Liang Yinqiu smoothed her hair and walked out of the bedroom. "Xiao Bi, it's raining and cloudy outside. Remember to walk on the main road and don't take shortcuts." She then shouted towards the kitchen, "Lao Liu, get Xiao Bi a big umbrella."
Commander Chu echoed, "Yes, let's get in the car and go back quickly."
After Bi Yue left the Chu family's gate, Liang Yinqiu laughed and said, "How could that little girl be willing to spend money to take the bus?"
"oh?"
"It was difficult. I was so young, just a sophomore, and I almost turned down the offer. After all, I was a female teacher, and I was worried it would be inconvenient for Xiaoci. Then Xiao Li from the Normal University called me."
Commander Chu sighed and replied, "Children from poor families grow up early. Back then, I..."
Liang Yinqiu couldn't help laughing. Oh, here he is again, talking about how he used to pick up sticky rice dumplings in the dilong ditch to help his family. He quickly interrupted, "Xiao Feng, is he working overtime?"
Xiao Feng, the boy that Mother Chu was worried about, had already arrived at the gate of the compound on his 28 manganese steel bicycle, but...
Chu Yifeng, who was wet, supported his bicycle with his feet on the ground. He spotted Bi Yue's figure from a distance of more than ten meters.
There is an old saying that satin is not a good material for funeral clothes, and a black umbrella and a brazier are essential.
Bi Yue held a large black umbrella in her hand, with the handle tilted slightly forward to block the raindrops blown by the wind. She had only walked a short distance when half of her black cloth shoes were already wet.
Chu Yifeng was waiting for Bi Yue there. He felt that since they had already bumped into each other, he should say hello. They would see each other every day in the future, so he should at least nod and say "I'm leaving"...
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