Ninety lucky little sweet wife

Seeing that Nie Yan took the initiative to pick up food for herself, Fang Meiya was very happy.

He comforted himself by thinking that Brother Ayan still cared about her.

But gradually, she found that the fish in the bowl was always too much to finish.

As soon as she ate it, Nie Yan quickly took another piece for her.

Either it was the meat on the back of the fish, or the meat on the tail, the thorns were so picky that her eyes were almost dazzled.

She swore that she would never eat fish again.

The whole fish was pinched by Nie Yan until only the meat on the belly remained, so he took advantage of the opportunity to turn the fish plate in front of Zhu Yan.

Fang Meiya gritted her teeth, and shot at Zhu Yan fiercely with her poisonous eyes, making Zhu Yan neither eat nor eat.

In Fang Peining's view, the fish-eating episode was purely Nie Yan's intentional teasing of his sister, and he didn't think much about it.

Fang Peining looked calmly at Zhu Yan, who was sitting next to him, and found that under her ordinary clothes, she exuded a unique temperament, and instantly understood why Nie Yan always talked about her excellence in front of him.

He suddenly remembered something, put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped the oil stains on his mouth with a paper towel, and then turned to Zhu Yan and asked: "I heard from A Yan that Miss Zhu came to Duancheng today to find a store to start an organization." .Have you figured out which type it is? Subject, art, athletics, or something else?"

Zhu Yan didn't answer quickly, but turned her gaze to Qin Huai. Qin Huai understood, and replied: "Subjects, I can only teach children some mathematics knowledge, and I have never touched other aspects."

When Fang Peining heard this, his face beamed with joy, "You are a math teacher, what stage do you teach, and do you have a teacher qualification certificate?"

Hearing Fang Peining's series of questions, Qin Huai's heart tightened, but he still replied honestly: "I teach fourth grade mathematics in the village. I don't need a teacher qualification certificate, so I didn't take the exam at that time, but I also taught it quickly. Ten years."

Fang Peining quickly grasped the key point, "So, you didn't go to college, and you went to teach after graduating from high school."

Qin Huai nodded embarrassingly.

Back then, when the university admission letter was delivered to him, he tore it up without any hesitation.

He didn't want to leave that village, he didn't want to leave Qin's parents, and he didn't want them to borrow money everywhere for the high tuition fees.

So far, he has not regretted his original choice.

It's just that he felt a little inferior when he mentioned this matter in front of this group of outstanding people.

The reason why Fang Peining asked him in such detail was because he had his own plan.

Seeing that he is a very responsible person, and he is careful in doing things, he must be a very responsible and good teacher. It would be even more perfect if he can be included under his command.

Instead of setting up a small organization outside to support the family, it is better to follow him and have a bright future.

It's a pity that his academic qualifications are flawed.

In the four primary schools he founded, all the teachers are elites, and the worst one is a junior college graduate.

Nie Yan didn't see Fang Peining's regret, and thought he was trying to lure Qin Huai to his school, so he decided to add fuel to the flames, "If Principal Fang has an idea, he can ask Teacher Qin to teach in your school. His ten years of teaching experience , definitely better than those kids who just graduated from college."

Indeed, his teaching experience is almost as good as that of a senior teacher, which is why Fang Peining is struggling.

However, he still wants to stick to his principles.

"Actually, it's not bad to set up a subject-based educational institution. The most important thing in our country is children's education, and many parents are willing to spend money to find an institution for tutoring outside." Fang Peining sighed inwardly, and changed his words.

Obviously, this sentence is a subterfuge.

Fang Peining didn't want Qin Huai to teach in his school.

"Ms. Qin, I think you can get a teacher qualification certificate first. After that, no matter whether you want to continue taking the exam and enroll in a public school, or you want to start a subject institution, it will be very beneficial to you." Ding Baixuan raised her eyebrows. Smiling, said in a gentle tone.

"Teacher Ding's suggestion is also a good way. I can introduce you to other elementary schools to work at that time. It's not a big problem." Fang Peining agreed.

At this time, Fang Meiya, who had been fighting with the fishbone, finally put the last piece of fish into her mouth, smacked her lips, and said casually, "Xuanxuan, aren't you also preparing for the qualification certificate? In this way, there is also a companion in the study, just to supervise each other."

Ding Baixuan followed Fang Meiya's words and continued: "Yes, I just bought a set of materials last week, and I will bring them to you, Teacher Qin, and I will prepare a new set tomorrow."

"Oh, that's right." Ding Baixuan thought of something again, "Have you found a store yet? I happen to have a store in my hand that I plan to rent out. It is just opposite to our Chengxi Primary School. It is about 100 square meters. It used to be rented to a Art institutions have complete security measures inside, but now people think the place is too small, so they changed to another place. But it should be just right for you to start with.”

Zhu Yan was overjoyed when she heard this, she was really sleepy and someone gave her a pillow.

"Not yet, I was planning to look around after dinner." Zhu Yan replied.

Ding Baixuan didn't look at Zhu Yan, her eyes still fell on Qin Huai, "At that moment, Teacher Qin will go over with me to have a look, and I'll bring you the materials by the way."

Qin Huai didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately replied: "Then thank you Teacher Ding first."

Everyone enjoyed the meal, and before Zhu Yan left the box, Nie Yan had already rushed to the cashier to pay the bill.

After leaving the restaurant, Fang Peining left in a hurry after receiving a call.

Before leaving, he still didn't forget to cheat his brother again.

With the anticipation on her sister Fang Meiya's face, she specifically asked Nie Yan to help Fang Meiya go shopping for a while.

Nie Yan was willing to agree, and was about to refuse when Fang Meiya grabbed her arm tightly.

He cast a look at Zhu Yan asking for help, but Zhu Yan didn't want to save her, so she looked away, pulled her man, followed Ding Baixuan, and left together.

Nie Yan wanted to cry but had no tears, and remembered Zhu Yan's ruthlessness and injustice in his heart.

He decided to go to Qiuhu Town again tomorrow, have a big meal at the restaurant run by Zhu Yan, and let her peel the shrimp for him personally.

Yes, just do it.

Thinking of this, the dissatisfaction in Nie Yan's heart gradually dissipated.

This is not the first time for Nie Yan to go shopping with a woman.

When he was in the imperial capital, he was often dragged by Nie Huan to various luxury stores.

Nie Huan is very particular about picking things, most of them are custom-made, and the order was placed a few months ago, so Nie Yan accompanied her there, and basically left as soon as she got the things.

Coupled with Nie Huan's status as a public figure, it's not advisable to stay outside for too long, and most of the time, it's quick.

How is it like Fang Meiya.

He said he wanted to buy a bag, and he accompanied her to visit seven specialty stores of different brands, but none of them caught his eye.

When Nie Yan felt that the soles of the shoes were going to be worn down, Ms. Fang finally made an order.

Nie Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could escape from Miss Fang's clutches.

Unexpectedly, his arms were circled again.

"Brother Ayan, let's go ice skating, shall we? I haven't played for a long time."

Nie Yan died.