The little teacher of rebirth

After school on Tuesday afternoon, the off-campus students had already returned home, and the dormitory students also went to eat. Zhou Mengxi was "retained" by Guan Zhongzhi to practice speaking.

The summer evening was as sweltering as ever.Rows of old poplar trees not far from the window are full of greenery, and the sunset glow is the scene for it.

Guan Zhongzhi opened the window, and the evening breeze came in, making the room much cooler.

"Then let's start like this. Do you know the phonetic symbols that the teacher taught yesterday? You read and I listen, let's correct the pronunciation."

This is Guan Zhongzhi who is serious and does not want to owe favors to force others to study.

Zhou Mengxi kept silent, sighed helplessly, then took out the English book from the packed schoolbag and started to read.

"rustle--"

The reading was mixed with the rustling of leaves.

After reading it many times in a row, and it was getting dark, Guan Zhongzhi nodded with satisfaction: "The last reading is quite standard. You can practice after you go back. Let's check each other's math workbooks tomorrow, don't forget to do it. "

"I know, I know." Mother-in-law.

Zhou Mengxi quickly carried her schoolbag and left.

Guan Zhongzhi then walked out of the campus and went into the supermarket across the street. When he came out, he took a bunch of vegetables and fruits and a carton of milk.

He didn't have any expression on his face, so he went straight to the community opposite the school, turned three times and swiped his card to enter the door, turned on the light, put the milk on the floor, put the vegetables on the table, and then fell down on the sofa. The room was silent, Guan Zhongzhi had a moment In a daze, he threw down his schoolbag, sorted the vegetables and meat and put them in the refrigerator. After hesitating for a while, he grabbed a few handfuls of bean sprouts, cut the beef into fist-sized pieces, and kept a piece for today, and put the rest Arrange neatly in the freezer.

After a while, there was a smell of rice in the room.

It was already dark outside the window, and the lights were on. On the dining table was a dish of stir-fried pork with bean sprouts and cold cucumber. Guan Zhongzhi scooped out another bowl of rice and sat down at the table, ready to eat.

"I'm on," he said softly.

The room was still silent, responding to him with silence.

Guan Zhongzhi didn't care, and started to move his chopsticks.

At the same time, Zhou Mengxi was being criticized by his mother: "Why did you come back so late?"

Zhou Mengxi wiped off his sweat, and after explaining things like this, Zhou's mother gave him a sideways glance, and Zhou Mengxi seized the opportunity to show his mother a flattering smile.

"There is no next time! Do you hear me?"

Zhou Mengxi served food outside, while Zhou Xiaodi ran around to put the dishes and chopsticks.

"I heard it." Zhou Mengxi hurriedly responded.

It was already dark outside, but the lights inside were warmly on, and everyone gathered around the dining table to eat.

Zhou Mengxi raised his eyebrows and pressed Zhou Xiaodi's chopsticks: "You are not allowed to eat meat without vegetables!"

"Hmph. Who said I don't want to eat it?" Zhou Xiaodi put a chopstick of vegetables into the bowl, closed his eyes and ate all the vegetables.

Zhou Ma and Zhou Mengxi laughed.

Dad Zhou's call came, and Mom Zhou answered the phone with a smile. The parents said something short: "Well, everything is fine at home, don't worry." After that, they asked if they had anything to say.

Zhou Mengxi answered the phone: "Dad, be careful when driving."

His father is a truck driver.

Zhou Yanxi also grabbed the phone: "Dad, I miss you so much, remember to bring me something delicious when you come back!"

Zhou Mengxi looked at Zhou Ma and Zhou Xiaodi seriously.

He has wished for many years, but... the family is happy.

If this is a dream, please wait a little longer.

Even if the dream is death, I accept it silently.