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"I was divorced and remarried when I was five years old. If you can find her, I will come to thank you with a gift." Musu's witty words were smooth, but the smile on the corner of Qingfeng's mouth disappeared, and he stretched out his hand to stop Musu. In front of him, he opened his mouth and said, "Uncle, how about this, I will go back and educate him well. If you see this situation, don't call him a teacher and parents. Let him go for a while, and next time I will take him home and never give up." I'll bother you again."

The police knew at a glance that Qingfeng was looking for a step down for Musu. Hearing that Musu's father didn't care about his mother's life experience, it was really not good to hold on to the child, so he put down the pen in his hand, "Okay, let's put it down." Fill out this form, and there will be no next time."

Mu Su raised his head slightly and looked at the boy beside him, talking about Qingfeng, it seemed that he had sent him to the police station for the few times he got drunk before, so he had to remember it anyway.

Before leaving, he slapped a 40-yuan bill on the police uncle's desk, "I borrowed [-] yuan from you twice before, and this is yours to pay back, so you don't need to look for it." After speaking, he strode out the door.

"Musu!" Just as he was about to take a taxi, Qingfeng caught up from behind and handed him 60 yuan in change, "Don't embarrass the police uncle, take it away."

Mu Su pushed the change back, "Then you keep it, I'm not short of 60 yuan."

"You take it, I'll take you to have some breakfast before leaving." He reached out and patted Mu Su's head, then pulled Mu Su's arm and walked towards the breakfast shop.

Musu obediently sat on the stool outside the door and waited for Qingfeng to bring her breakfast. Qingfeng ordered a large bowl of porridge for several people, then turned around and went to buy steamed buns and fried dough sticks.

Mu Su filled a small bowl, got up and went to the condiment section to find sugar, but the labels on it were all mushy, and he didn't know which was sugar and which was salt, so he took one and sprinkled it into the porridge.

He knew something was wrong just after taking a sip, he seemed to have mistaken salt for sugar, this bowl of porridge was really not tasty.Looking around, I didn't know how to deal with it, so I quietly poured it back into the big bowl and stirred it vigorously.

When Qingfeng returned to his seat, he always felt Musu's expression was weird. After filling two bowls of porridge, Musu refused to drink it for a long time, staring straight at him. At the entrance, the choking breeze almost spewed out.

"Little drunkard!" Mu Su's hands trembled, and the chopsticks fell to the table one after another, "Here!"

"What did you add to the porridge?" Qingfeng took out a tissue and covered his mouth, his mouth was full of the salty taste of the porridge.Musu bowed his head with some guilt, and gnawed on the bun in his hand, "I just added a little salt." Leave a gap between the thumb and index finger to show the amount.

"You!" He knew the kid in front of him was skinny, but he didn't expect to be so skinny. If it was his own younger brother, Qingfeng would really have to pick him up and beat him up.

"I'll take a new bowl, and I'll throw this bowl away." Just as his fingers touched the edge of the bowl, Qingfeng tapped it with chopsticks. "Waste, I'll pack it up and save it for lunch."

"I can't eat this." Mu Su never eats anything that tastes bad. He has never eaten leftovers from the package. "I'd better throw it away."

"Porridge with preserved egg and lean meat is still salty. I'll add some minced preserved egg and meat to cook later. It's still edible." Qingfeng asked for a packing box, poured all the porridge into the box, and placed it squarely in her schoolbag Next to it, "Don't do this next time, and don't pour back the things you put out."

"Oh." Mu Su glanced secretly several times, not quite understanding, but didn't say anything else.

Qingfeng looked at Musu's way of eating buns with his head down, showing a bit of obedience. He didn't look like he was so open-eyed and clawed like usual, so he couldn't help but wonder why he got drunk all the time.

"You...you won't drink anymore, will you?"

As soon as the words finished, Mu Su's steamed stuffed bun fell into the bowl with a bang, and he slowly raised his head to look at him, "I'm drunk and doing nothing, right?"

Qingfeng didn't know how to say this question. The things were really out of the ordinary, so he didn't know whether he would believe it when he said it.

"I, I don't like to drink, but I have been worrying too much recently, so I drank a little." Mu Su looked at Qingfeng's eyes, and guessed that he might have made a fuss after drinking. In case of any embarrassment, it would be a shame to lose face.

"It's okay, it's getting late, I have to go to work, you eat slowly." Qingfeng was about to get up and leave, Mu Su hurriedly picked up the remaining few buns and followed behind, "Are you going to work after high school?"

"Part-time job, idle is idle anyway." Qingfeng stretched out his hand and rubbed his head vigorously, "Don't drink anymore next time, there is no way I can meet you every time."

Just as Mu Su was about to say something, a bus drove in, and Qingfeng had already got on the bus, sitting by the window, smiling and waving at him.

"I haven't asked for your phone number yet..."

Qingfeng hurried to the store, changed into his overalls and stood in front of the cashier. The store manager at the side took a look at his panting appearance, and handed him a glass of water, "Take a rest first, you, a student, rush back and forth like this every day , don't the family feel distressed?"

Qingfeng smiled without saying a word.

"By the way, this website was given to you last time." The store manager took out a note from his pocket "Don't you need to find a suitable part-time job? This website is full of part-time jobs for students, most of them are tutors Yes, parents nowadays like to look for students who are in school, and take advantage of the knowledge that has not been returned to the teacher. If you have good grades, you can try."

"Okay, thank you manager."

From the looks of Qingfeng, it is more suitable to be a tutor. Now that part-time jobs are getting busier, it is really difficult for him to take care of his studies while working.I tried to log in to the website given by the store manager, and sent out a few resumes, but I was not very hopeful. I thought that the current parents should at least find a college student, and he is only in high school, so it is unlikely that anyone will choose him.

But there is still such a wicked thing. Within a few days, the intermediary on the website replied that there was indeed a family who wanted to find a tutor for their son, and he was appointed. Before Qingfeng understood it carefully, he quickly agreed. .

After looking for the address given by the intermediary, he found that this is a high-end residential area, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive, and he doesn't quite understand why he is a high school student who is not looking for those famous teachers.

"Hello, I'm talking about Qingfeng..." Qingfeng knocked on the door. When they met, they didn't finish speaking, and invited him in very warmly to Convenience. "I know, you are my tutor, please come in, please come in, my name is Mu Dafei, from now on, just call me Uncle Mu like everyone else."