He, Zhang Ruichen, is a Chinese teacher at Zhenhai High School. He comes from a good family and has a handsome appearance. Many girls are secretly flirting with him.
This Lin Jianxue was just a divorced woman who had been abandoned. Why did she act so aloof and arrogant in front of him?
How shameless!
Since she is so ungrateful, don't blame him for being rude!
He gritted his teeth, and a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes behind the lenses.
Lin Jianxue, do you want to live with that Fu Zhawei forever?
dream!
As long as you still want to teach peacefully at Zhenhai High School, forget it!
*
On the way to the village, the setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people very long.
Lin Jianxue and Fu Zhawei walked side by side on the country road. The evening breeze in late spring and early summer was particularly pleasant, blowing away some of the heat of the day.
"How do you feel about teaching today?" Fu Zhawei turned his head and looked at Lin Jianxue beside him. His voice was still cold, but with an imperceptible concern.
Lin Jianxue turned her face to the side, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her fair cheeks, casting a soft halo.
"Not bad." She curled her lips, her eyes showing a relaxed and happy expression. "The students are all quite obedient and very interested in music."
Her eyes sparkled, as if filled with stars.
Fu Zhewei looked at her bright eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up into a very faint arc.
"I haven't heard you sing yet." He suddenly said, his tone casual, as if he mentioned it casually.
When Lin Jianxue heard this, her heart moved slightly.
She turned her head and looked at him seriously: "What song do you want to hear? I can sing it for you right now."
There was anticipation in her eyes, as well as a hint of excitement that she herself was not even aware of.
Fu Zhewei's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then gently moved away to look at the ridge of the field in the distance.
"It will be all right."
The smile in Lin Jianxue's eyes deepened.
She cleared her throat, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said briskly, "Then I'll sing 'Let's Row the Boat' for you. It's a song I loved when I was a kid."
After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Fu Zhawei to respond, and her clear and pleasant singing voice drifted along the country road with the evening breeze.
"Let's row our oars and push the boat through the waves..."
Her voice is clear and transparent, like the sound of a spring in a valley, carrying a pure and beautiful power.
Fu Zhewei listened quietly and slowed down his pace unconsciously.
The setting sun sank into the horizon little by little, and the clouds on the horizon were dyed a brilliant orange-red.
It usually takes an hour and a half to get from Zhenhai High School to Shuguang Production Brigade, but with Fu Zhawei's company and her happy mood at the moment, it didn't feel long.
On the contrary, Lin Jianxue hopes that this road can be longer and longer. *
*
By the time they got home, it was completely dark.
There was a dim light in the yard.
Fu Qingqing and Yi Yao have already finished practicing boxing with Su Muyun.
At this moment, three little kids were squatting on the stone steps in the corner of the yard, with beads of sweat on their foreheads and red cheeks.
They huddled together, whispering in low voices, discussing something amusing, occasionally letting out suppressed laughter.
Su Muyun's usually expressionless pretty baby face now showed some obvious curiosity.
He tilted his head slightly and listened to Fu Qingqing talking. His cold and indifferent look seemed to have melted away a lot in front of Fu Qingqing.
Yi Yao sat quietly beside Fu Qingqing, looking at her without blinking, her big eyes full of admiration.
Lin Jianxue walked a little closer with lighter steps.
Only Fu Qingqing's somewhat complacent voice came:
"When I was in junior high school in Kyoto, it was amazing!"
"I get first place in every subject!"
"I'm still the monitor of our class!"
Fu Qingqing raised her little chin, her eyes bright, as if she had recalled the time when she was the center of attention.
“The teachers all like me very much, and my classmates also like to play with me.”
"I have so many good friends in school!"
As Su Muyun listened, the corners of his mouth seemed to raise slightly, then quickly pursed.
Yi Yao let out a small exclamation.
When Fu Qingqing said this, her voice suddenly dropped and her eyes dimmed a little.
"But...ever since our family came here, we've lost contact with them."
There was a strong sense of regret and a hint of confusion in her voice.
Just at this moment, Fu Qingqing looked up and saw Lin Jianxue and Fu Zhawei walking side by side.
Her eyes lit up, and the loss she had just felt disappeared. She immediately jumped up from the stone steps.
"Brother! Sister Xiaoxue! You guys are here!"
She was like a happy little bird, running in front of the two of them in a few steps with a bright smile on her face.
Lin Jianxue looked at her energetic appearance, curled up the corners of her lips, and said in a gentle voice:
"Well, here I am."
"Did I interrupt your conversation?"
Fu Qingqing quickly waved her hands and said with a smile: "No, no, we have finished practicing our boxing skills."
"My mom hasn't prepared dinner yet, so let's just sit here and chat."
As she spoke, she affectionately pulled Lin Jianxue's arm, raised her little face, and asked with concern:
"Sister Xiaoxue, how do you feel about your first day at school? Are you tired?"
Lin Jianxue let her pull her and sat down on a bench in the yard.
"Not tired." She replied softly.
Fu Qingqing immediately turned around like a little adult, went under the eaves, picked up the thermos, poured a kettle of warm water into the enamel pot and handed it to Lin Jianxue.
"Sister Xiaoxue, drink some water."
Afterwards, she ran behind Lin Jianxue, stretched out her little hands, and began to massage her shoulders in a very professional manner.
"Sister Xiaoxue, is teaching hard for you? Are the students at Zhenhai High School easy to manage? Is the school big?"
As she pinched it, she kept chirping and asking questions like a curious little sparrow.
Lin Jianxue felt the force coming from her shoulder. She turned her head and looked at Fu Qingqing's eyes, which were clearly black and white and sparkling with a bright light.
For no reason, a wave of sadness welled up in my heart.
Fu Qingqing longs for campus life.
Lin Jianxue knew that Fu Qingqing was a smart girl with a quick mind.
In terms of talent for studying, he's probably much better than Fu Zhewei...
It is such a pity and such a waste that such a young person with such a bright mind is trapped in this remote mountain valley, doing farm work day after day.
Lin Jianxue thought about it, looked at Fu Qingqing's expectant eyes, and spoke softly:
"Qingqing."
"Someday, when I'm in town, I'll ask the school and buy you some high school textbooks."
"Do you want to...read a book on your own?"
Fu Qingqing's hand that was pinching her shoulder suddenly stopped.
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Really? Sister Xiaoxue?"
The light lasted only a brief moment.
The next second, the light in Fu Qingqing's eyes dimmed quickly, like a candle flame blown by the wind.
She put down her hand that was massaging Lin Jianxue's shoulders, her little head drooped, and her voice was muffled:
"Let's just forget it, Sister Xiaoxue..."
"Don't waste your money."
"I...my studies are useless..."
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