Lin Zimu

The first week of school passed quickly, and the students all went home after school on Friday.There is no one in the school on weekends, you can stay in the dormitory, but you have to take care of the meals yourself.

Zhang Peng invited Lin Zimu to his house so that he could play computer games together. Because he just met, Lin Zimu was also embarrassed, so he shyly refused.He is a child that no one wants, and he is most afraid of troubling others.Even if Teacher Zhang is so good to him, he is afraid of trouble her.

So on weekends, Lin Zimu didn't return to the house rented by Mr. Zhang.Teacher Zhang has been a teaching assistant for three years. With this resume, she was hired into a public primary school to teach third-grade voice.

The salary of primary school teachers is not high, 3000 a month, plus 180 seniority wages, the teacher Zhang gets 3180 every month, and the remaining various subsidies and bonuses can only be taken at the end of the year.

But there is one advantage, the school can solve the problem of food and housing.Because of Lin Zimu, Mr. Zhang did not live on campus, but rented a two-bedroom apartment, which cost 1200 yuan.I was renting an old house. For the convenience of renting out, the walls of the old house were refurbished, and there were two beds, and nothing else.

So Teacher Zhang bought two frugal wardrobes, two desks, and brand new curtains online. She bought water-based paint for her body, and painted the old wooden doors of the room and the old dining table white.I also bought two sofas with a coffee table in the middle.

In an old house with this layout, the dining room and the living room are not separated, and because of the small area.But after Mr. Zhang's arrangement, the fifty-square-meter old house has taken on a completely new look.

After the two rooms and the dining room were arranged, she prepared the kitchen and bathroom.There are no doors in the kitchen and bathroom, and they all use fabric curtains, so she removed the old fabric curtains and replaced them with new ones.

Just these things cost Mr. Zhang 1000 yuan.But at last, it's cozy enough inside.

This was Teacher Zhang's first week of school, and when Lin Zimu came back in the second week, seeing the situation inside, he thought he had gone to the wrong place.

"How do you like it?" Teacher Zhang asked with a smile.

Lin Zimu nodded with tears in his eyes. He had never lived in such a nice house, nor had such a nice room.

"This will be our home from now on, and you will be my younger brother." Teacher Zhang said with a smile while stroking Lin Zimu's head.

"Teacher." Lin Zimu hugged her.

That night, Lin Zimu suffered from insomnia.He slept on the bed, from the sheets to the duvet cover, all new.Turning around, I saw that the wardrobe was new, with cute cartoon pictures drawn on it, and it was the kind of fabric zippered wardrobe.On the opposite side of the bed is the desk with his classroom and schoolbag on it, and a new chair beside it.Then turn your head and look to the left, there are yellow curtains.At this moment, Lin Zimu felt very warm.

"Zimu, are you going to the Internet cafe this week?" Zhang Peng asked, "I heard that a new game is coming out, it's quite fun."

In 2011, when online games were hot.

"No." Lin Zimu said, "I want to go home, didn't you find it embarrassing enough last time?" Once Zhang Peng took him to an Internet cafe, but the two were underage, and the boss didn't let them go online.

"I took my dad's ID card." Zhang Peng said, "Let's play for two hours."

"Your dad doesn't look like you at all." Lin Zimu has been to Zhang Peng's house and met his dad, and it really doesn't look like him.I don't know how he thought of taking his father's ID card, "And your father is an adult, and you are a junior high school student. You can tell from this."

"It's okay, as long as you have an ID card in an Internet cafe, it doesn't matter if you have your own ID card or not." Zhang Peng held Jing Shi's hand and said, "Go, go, just two hours, you can stay in the Internet cafe. do homework"

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