【GB】The CEO’s delicate bag is crying again!

Shen Guiyu went to pick the little pink flower that he couldn't name and gave it to her, and asked: "Didn't you already tie it into a bunch? How did you put this flower in?"

Chen Mengyu smiled softly: "This flower is for you, okay?"

Shen Guiyu looked at the small pink flower with a little yellow pollen in the middle. When he wanted to say that he already had a girlfriend, Chen Mengyu took the lead: "My grandma who is a potato fan likes to arrange flowers. These are all for her." of."

"Oh, that's it." Shen Guiyu nodded.

Among their teachers, only Chen Mengyu teaches in this elementary school. The others are intern teachers from different high schools or junior high schools in City A.

Even if he didn't deliberately interact with these people these days, he still knew everyone's names.

They followed Chen Mengyu and turned a few corners before arriving at a house that was no different from an ordinary house.

The grandma inside is not particularly old, and even Shen Guiyu is hesitant whether to call her aunt or grandma.

"Grandma Chang—these are the supporting teachers of our village primary school. I want to bring them to your place to eat the potato noodles you made!"

Chen Mengyu and Grandma Chang were already very familiar with each other, and they started chatting like they were relatives when they met. The teachers were also busy, and they all helped peel Grandma Chang's potatoes when making potato flour.

But unlike several other teachers, the potatoes peeled by Shen Guiyu's hands were not damaged at all. They looked like they were just peeled and rounded. But the potatoes in the hands of other teachers were cut into pits.

After the last pot was finished, several teachers gathered around an old TV and waited for half an hour before the news started broadcasting. The TV that sprayed snowflakes from time to time was just the one that accepted the signal for broadcast.

When the potato powder was brought out, Shen Guiyu's memories also came flooding back.

The firewood that had not been seen for a long time was burning in the stove, and the soup was sprinkled with homemade pickles from farmers. The aroma billowed up with the heat. He took a deep breath of the aroma and made a mental note to make it in the future. Make it a small goal for Li Yue to try.

He took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of several bowls of potato noodles put together. When Chen Mengyu gave him chopsticks, he smiled and said: "The signal here may take you a long time to send this photo."

"...It doesn't matter." He nodded and transferred the photo to Li Yue.

It doesn't matter whether she sees it or not, as long as he remembers it.

"Don't be polite, eat slowly, if you don't have enough, grandma will eat more——"

Grandma Chang is like many elderly people in this village. Her sons and daughters go out to work, and only the older generation is willing to live in this small village.

"These vermicelli are freshly made by Grandma Chang and me and Teacher Li just now. Are they delicious?"

Several teachers nodded one after another: "I thought potato flour only added potatoes, but it turns out there are all kinds of pickles, dried radishes, and pickles in it!"

Shen Guiyu ate in small bites. He actually knew what these old people were thinking. A bowl of potato noodle with an ordinary name uses all the savings of the old man's family and mixes a large bowl of noodle soup with the old man's heart. How could it not be delicious?

The potato flour in the room is freshly baked, and there are several teachers surrounding the narrow table.

"It's a bit hot inside, I'll go out to eat." Shen Guiyu walked out of the door with the bowl in his hand and let out the fan vent.

As soon as he found a small platform to put down the bowl, he saw that A Qi, who usually talked little and had a cold face, was actually holding a small bowl and sucking on potato powder next door.

"Is it tasty?"

A Qi then raised his head from the potato flour pot and licked his mouth: "Hello, sir, it's delicious."

He sat on the stone pier next to A Qi, and at a glance he knew that it was Grandma Chang who had just stuffed it into his hand.

"The villagers are quite friendly. Li Yue just thought too much and asked you to follow him." After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a sip of the soup.

"Miss is also worried about you."

"Does Li Yue always have bodyguards by his side?"

"..." Aqi hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about it again.

"If you can't say it, don't say it. I won't force you."

"Miss said that sir, there is no need to hide anything from you. There are always bodyguards around Miss. Even if Miss asks us to evacuate first, there will still be a layer of people arranged by Mrs. Li to follow Miss."

"That's right...then you won't tell her everything I've done these days, right?"

"I will tell you when the lady asks." A Qi was honest.

"..."

"But Miss has never asked about you. She just asks me every day whether you are happy or not. Sir, there is no need to worry."

A Qi ate very quickly and emptied all his fans after saying this.

Shen Guiyu didn't know whether it was better to be happy or unhappy, so he just nodded.

"See, lunch is quite sumptuous -" Li Yue said in a long voice: "Take good care of yourself. If you want to eat or drink, tell Brother Aqi, he will find a way to get it for you. He will Living next door to you, you can ask him to help you with anything, you don’t have to bear it all alone.”

After listening to that voice, he felt warm in his heart.

"Sir, here's some water for you." A Qi took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him.

Before Shen Guiyu could say anything, Ah Qi walked in and gave water to the teachers and Grandma Chang in Shen Guiyu's name.

There was a granddaughter named Bai Yuan in the family next door to Grandma Chang. If Shen Guiyu hadn't gotten her toes stuck on the stone she was sitting on, he wouldn't have noticed a quiet little girl sitting behind the door.

Bai Yuan is also a student in Anwen Elementary School, but he is not in Shen Guiyu's class. He is a fifth-grade student.

"Grandma, why have I never seen little Yuanyuan in school?" Teacher Zhou bent over and pinched the little girl's cheeks with baby fat on both sides.

There was no one at Bai Yuan's house. Teacher Zhou came out when he heard the little girl's cry and took Bai Yuan into Grandma Chang's house.

Shen Guiyu didn't know why Bai Yuan didn't say a word when he didn't see Bai Yuan at the beginning. As soon as he met Bai Yuan's eyes, before he said anything or did anything, Bai Yuan just yelled. started crying.

As soon as Grandma Chang saw the little girl with messy hair and old clothes, she immediately pulled Shen Guiyu and A Qi into the house, and immediately locked the wooden door.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaobai. Brothers and sisters are not bad people. They are the new teachers in your school——"

Chen Mengyu knew a little bit about the origin of it, so he squatted down and stroked Bai Yuan's hair to comfort him.

After asking a few teachers, they found out that Bai Yuan's mother had passed away a few years ago, and her father had been working outside for a year and never came home. The elders didn't want to see her, a girl with some mental problems, and they had always kept her in the old house. No one cares.

Shen Guiyu asked: "Why did she cry when she saw me? Did I just crush her foot? Let me see -"

But Bai Yuan hid her feet from him, looking at Shen Guiyu with the same fear as looking at an alien.

"...She is afraid of people wearing white clothes." Grandma Chang explained.

Only then did Shen Guiyu realize that he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt today, and that a teacher in his group was also standing in the distance wearing a white plaid shirt.

"Bai Yuan's mother committed suicide by hitting a wall and was dragged away by a group of people in white clothes."

"..."