seventy little lucky wife

In the end, Teacher Zhao ignored Liu Honghai's opinion and reported the matter to the courtyard.

After the report, Teacher Zhao told the story of Teacher Li Menglan, "Ms. Menglan... Dean, we can't let this kind of tragedy happen again."

The leader of the hospital was silent for a while, and said to Mr. Zhao, "Don't worry, this matter must be dealt with seriously, just to give everyone a warning."

"This kind of malicious speech must stop."

What a sacred place the school is.

"There is also that female student named Meng Yingying. I think her thinking still has serious problems. She must be educated by the Political Department."

"Well," said the dean, "at the regular meeting on Monday, let's discuss this matter again."

Meng Yingying probably didn't know it yet, because the dean's words made her go to the political department to report every day after class, study various documents, and then write long stories about her feelings.

Although the teacher in charge of her is a woman, she is known for being strict.

As long as she has a typo, she will not succeed.

rewrite.

If the number of words is not enough, it will not work.

rewrite.

If the ideological understanding is not deep, it will not be successful.

rewrite.

The tossing Meng Yingying suddenly lost ten catties.

Of course these are later stories.

Xu Zhizhi was taken to a place by Lu Jingshan to have dinner.

"You don't like hot pot?" she asked.

Like many men, Lu Jingshan feels that eating hot pot is as full as not eating, but Xu Zhizhi loves it very much, and feels like he can walk against the wall every time he eats.

"Accompany you." Lu Jingshan said.

If he hadn't gone to school to pick her up today, she would have suffered such a big grievance when she returned to school without doing anything.

Campus bullying can happen to his little wife.

Xu Zhizhi smiled sweetly, tilted his head, "Just one meal?"

Lu Jingshan rubbed her head.

Looking at her dotingly, he was obviously serious, but what he said made Xu Zhizhi blush, "You can pick and choose at night."

The hot pot restaurant's business is very good, and Lu Jingshan's voice is not too loud.

But Xu Zhizhi heard his colorful words from those noisy voices.

Pooh.

She took a small bite in her heart.

This is shameless.

"Who is this gentleman?" She blushed and gave him a reproachful look.

Perhaps because of eating hot pot, Xu Zhizhi's face is pink now, like a ripe and attractive peach, which makes people eager to taste it.

In fact, Lu Jingshan thought so too.

When I got home, it was already very late, and the lights in Lu Siyuan's room had already been turned off. Hearing the sound, she came down with her clothes on. Lu Jingshan responded and turned to go to sleep again.

Lu Siyu has classes in the evening, so she can only come back tomorrow morning.

When he was in the room, Xu Zhizhi was still rubbing his stomach, "I'm too full, so I said I can't order any more."

But she has a habit of eating hot pot, if she doesn't eat sweet potato noodles, she always feels like she hasn't finished the hot pot, but when Lu Jingshan ordered one, she was full again.

"It's better to go out for a walk to digest food." Xu Zhizhi muttered.

In the next second, someone hugged her from behind, "I'll leave to help you...digestion."

digestion?

Xu Zhizhi was too full to eat, and he was still a little dazed, and then he heard Lu Jingshan's hoarse voice, "Who is this gentleman?"

what?
"I'll tell you now," he said.

This night, Xu Zhizhi felt like two boats drifting on the vast sea, being brought to the top of the waves time and time again by him.

During the last time, her mind suddenly seemed like fireworks being lit.

It blooms in the night with a bang.

At the moment when the fireworks were gorgeous, Xu Zhizhi thought of the answer.

"Anyway," she thought, "this gentleman will definitely not be hers."

The next day, Lu Siyu also came back, and the whole family went to help Lu Siyuan's rented shop together.

This store was also opened to sell food before, but it was too long, and the current situation was turbulent before, the walls of the store were dirty and old, and people looked very unappetizing.

Lu Siyuan gritted her teeth, this house must be tidied up.

"Sister," Xiao Hang drove over early in the morning and pulled over the things he needed, such as lime powder for wall painting, cement, and tools.

The women moved the tables and chairs left over to the backyard to clean. The tables are actually made of good wood, but they are a little dirty and cleaned. Putting a tablecloth on it will give you a different feeling.

"I know," Lu Jingshan called her from the front, Xu Zhizhi responded and walked over, "Stand here and pass me something."

Just now, he watched her rub her waist several times.

"Ah?" Xu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly thought of something while looking at him, and blushed, "Oh."

Then he thought of something and glared at him.

Do you feel distressed now?
When she begged him yesterday, why was she... so hard-hearted!
snort!
bad guy!

Identification is completed!

At noon, the outside wall was finally painted.

Lu Jingshan is a good hand at work, and he repainted the kitchen in a hurry.

White walls give people a different feeling.

Everyone was so tired that they simply ate a meal at the pork rib noodle shop at the street corner.

In the afternoon, there was basically finishing work in the store, and Xiao Hang had to go back, so Lu Jingshan and his family went to a large wholesale market nearby.

Steamers, bowls and chopsticks, all kinds of small things have to be bought.

As far as the style of the tablecloth is concerned, Xu Zhizhi looked at several companies before finally choosing the one he was satisfied with.

Then came the bowls and chopsticks, which were all looking for a very emotional style.

According to Xu Zhizhi's words, "People always like things that are pleasing to the eye, and beautiful bowls and chopsticks can also make people feel happy."

I'm in a good mood, can I come here more often in the future?
Come on, Lu Siyuan, I realized one thing clearly.

Xu Zhi knows more than she does when it comes to coming up with ideas on how to make the store better. Her job is to make buns well and make the stuffing delicious.

As for how to decorate the shop and what kind of plates to choose, she listened to Xu Zhizhi.

So even if the plates and chopsticks are more expensive than usual, Xu Zhizhi said to buy, okay, so she gritted her teeth and bought it.

Big deal, buy more buns and earn back.

And, in her experience, the money will come back quickly, and it won't take long.

In this regard, after laying out the tablecloth and tidying up the store, she became more confident.

Because the walls were newly painted and still had some smell, Xu Zhizhi bought some green radishes and put some on the table, and put some on the counter, which was also comfortable to look at.

By the time it opened, it was already half a month later.

On the second day, when Xu Zhizhi went to school, he had already known Meng Yingying's opinion from Teacher Zhao in advance.