Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Secretary Ma felt that his understanding of Mr. Leng was correct, but it seemed a little weird. It was not necessarily that the village secretary was ignorant of the law!

"Oh, let's go! The surgery is at 9am and you haven't eaten yet."

Secretary Ma understood the urging in his wife's eyes and tactfully took Old Man Leng away. His wife was very upset yesterday and she refused to treat the old man to dinner this morning.

The main reason is that Mr. Leng wants to save face and is unwilling to shamelessly go to his granddaughter's house to eat.

Anyway, the Leng family is a mess.

Leng Yanqiu was not confused. Her family was busy these days. When she delivered the express to Linhe Supermarket, she discussed the follow-up arrangements with her boss. She no longer rushed to the supermarket early every day. Instead, she would go there every other day for door-to-door service and bring back eggs by the way.

From now on, you can go to school easily, it doesn’t matter whether you bring your mobile phone or not. You only need to browse the online store business every night and reply to customer messages.

Today's tricycle was light to ride, but my good friend Xinxin looked conflicted. She didn't get on the tricycle, but pulled her school uniform sleeve and walked towards the carport together without saying a word.

Leng Yanqiu locked the car and asked, "Are you worried about something?"

"Yes you have!" Xinxin answered softly.

"I'm worried about something, how could I not know it?" Leng Yanqiu laughed.

Xinxin looked around, endured it again and again, and finally leaned close to Leng Yanqiu's ear and said, "I heard it all. You broke your father's leg. My dad even told me not to play with you, saying that you were too violent and dared to be cruel to your own father. My mom also said something like 'There are no parents who are not wrong'..."

Leng Yanqiu shrugged and took a step to the side: "Then stay away from me!"

"Oh no!" Xinxin stamped her feet, and her short hair rose and fell with Feng Leng Yanqiu, like a parachute. "I'm just worried about you. I don't believe what they said."

Leng Yanqiu didn't explain and changed the subject: "Have you finished your homework? I was busy the past two days, so I'll continue the live broadcast today."

"Okay, okay, you kept silent in the group, so they directed all their firepower on me. Some even asked me to do a live broadcast for you, but I can't do that. I feel itchy all over when sitting in front of the camera and being watched by anyone." Xinxin said while performing in front of Leng Yanqiu, walking backwards.

"Haha!" Leng Yanqiu was touched by the cuteness.

"Wow, you have a very loud and sunny smile today. Mm, and you are very beautiful too!"

Xinxin praised the old soul without reservation, which made him blush. He reached out and touched his face. Is it true?

?(′???｀?)

I have lived for many years and have never heard such praise.

How stingy is life?

"Really? Really? Would I fool you? You keep your head down and your neck shrunk, walking close to the wall all day long, and you look taller." Xinxin looked at her good friend with a blushing face carefully, and suddenly jumped up, as if she had made a great discovery.

"Sister Qiu, you, you have really grown taller!"

Xinxin began to straighten her back, stretched out her hand to compare the height of their heads, and then stood on tiptoe, slightly.

"You're already as tall as me!" She concluded without blushing, and then continued to seek the truth, "Tell me, do you drink milk every day? Or do you eat beef every meal?"

Can't I just let the cows live well?

Leng Yanqiu opened his arms and raised one foot to show the awkward position of his sleeves and trouser legs. He sighed and said, "Alas, I don't want to do this either. I have to order a large-sized school uniform when I have time."

“Ahhh!” Xinxin was stimulated. She chased after him, climbed onto Leng Yanqiu’s shoulders with both hands, jumped up and pressed him down, “No, no, I have to go home and ask my mom to give me some extra nutrition!”

The two girls laughed and played together, and the classmates around them laughed too. This is youth!

However, after entering the classroom, there were still a few students who seemed hesitant to speak. Unfortunately, the bell rang and Teacher Liang came in to supervise the morning reading class.

Leng Yanqiu felt that Teacher Liang paid extra attention to her today. He walked around the last row of seats several times and lowered his head to see what she was reading.

Having too much personal charm is not a good thing either.

She has already memorized all six volumes of Chinese textbooks, and in the morning reading class she reads the four great classics, which Teacher Liang borrowed from the school library. They are in classical Chinese and difficult to understand, but she reads them with great interest, speaking aloud from time to time, reciting the difficult poems over and over again.

It was a ten-minute break, but it was not Teacher Liang who called us in, but the head teacher who asked us to move to the office.

As the top student in the grade, you really can't have the slightest disturbance. All the leaders and teachers are paying close attention to you.

The office was cleared early?

Leaving the door half open, Teacher Sun returned to his seat, folded his hands on the desk, tilted his head to the right, and smiled.

"Leng Yanqiu, don't be nervous. I don't have anything to say. I just want to ask if you have any difficulties recently. Whether it's at school or at home, feel free to tell me."

Outside the half-open door, there were at least four or five bored students, listening closely to the door frame.

Leng Yanqiu blinked and shook his head.

Actually, there are difficulties. The village party secretary always asks her to go to the hospital to visit Leng Zhiqiang. It's very annoying. Let me tell you about this difficulty. Can it be solved?

Why should students make things difficult for teachers? They are all disadvantaged groups.

Teacher Sun may feel that this posture is not suitable for him, so he stood up, leaned against the desk with his back, and thought, well, it felt right.

He spoke again seriously, rolling up his sleeves: "Don't feel pressured, and don't care about the opinions of people around you. The teacher believes that anything you do that is criticized must have been done with unavoidable reasons. Don't let other people's comments affect your mood. You must remember that you are the best! Classmate Leng Yanqiu, you are the best--"

"I have difficulties!" Leng Yanqiu's toes were scratching the ground again. She interrupted Teacher Sun's enthusiasm in time, "I really have difficulties!"

Teacher Sun's eyes were filled with excitement. He knew that the head teacher's role was very useful, everything was under control, and he was the best!

"Just mention it!"

Leng Yanqiu: "I, I feel like I can do a few more papers!"

"Okay! This backpack is for you as a reward!" Teacher Sun was full of energy and motivation. He turned around and took out a rose-red, brand new, full backpack from the bookcase on the left side of his desk.

"I knew you wanted to do more papers. Here, they are all in here. They cover all subjects. Feel free to do them. There will be more later! We want to be the best in the final exam, not the one tied for first place. You can beat Gao Junjie!"

Old Sun was really getting carried away! He had secretly chosen a target to attack and arranged his troops.

Is Gao Junjie willing? Does the head teacher of Class 1 agree?

Leng Yanqiu walked out of the office with a tragic look on his face, holding a "bomb" in front of his chest. The classmates who were digging at the door frame looked sympathetic. This guy who was tied for first place in the grade must have been a patriarch in his previous life, right?