My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

Fang Zhong strode outside alone, leaning against the wall covered with white tiles and waiting for them, yelling loudly as if he was afraid that Ji Cheng could not hear him.

"Oh, old Ji, brother, can I be that kind of person, eat noodles and dig what? Didn't I say that you are at the same table as me?"

He watched Ji Cheng and Qin Shuhao come out one after the other, and muttered softly, "I still protect you at the same table."

Ji Cheng ignored Fang Zhong, Qin Shuhao held the schoolbag with one hand, and closed the back door of the classroom with the other hand.

The three of them came out from the back door of the school, and all the students from the No. [-] Middle School opposite and the middle school nearby came out together. The back door was crowded with water.

Qin Shu was so stunned that Fang Zhong dragged him through the crowd for 10 minutes before he entered a small noodle restaurant only 200 meters away from their school.

The noodle restaurant was also full of people, but fortunately everyone took it home to eat, preparing for the evening self-study, and the three of them had a seat when they came home from school.

I ordered something with the elderly aunt, and waited for three waves before they came to meet them.

Fang Zhong ordered a large portion very bluntly, and added eggs and intestines. Qin Shuhao couldn't eat so much, so he told the boss to put less noodles and eggs.

Ji Cheng was more casual, he made Qin Shu look good.

Qin Shuhao and the proprietress ordered two large portions with eggs and intestines, in order to express his sincere gratitude to the two elder brothers.

The small noodle shop has been displayed for a long time, but it is still clean.

There are only four dining tables in a small room that is not very bright, and now they are left to eat slowly in the shop.

At this point in time, their classrooms have already learned English listening comprehension.

When the Sanwan noodles were served, Qin Shuhao's small bowl looked like his parents went out to eat.

Fang Zhong took his noodle bowl and picked up the chili oil and sesame oil on the table and poured them all out. Qin Shuhao frowned and grinned as he watched.

Fang Zhong saw it and jokingly wanted to pour chili into his bowl, Qin Shuhao hastily covered the noodle bowl with both hands.

"What are you doing, don't you eat?"

Qin Shuhao shook his head, "Well, I won't eat."

"Then see what I do."

Fang Zhong said something casually, and didn't want to wait for Qin Shu to answer.

Pulled out a pair of disposable wooden chopsticks from the plastic lunch box, and opened the noodles.

Ji Chengan quietly mixed the noodles with his chopsticks and ate them.

It was only then that Qin Shuhao remembered that the schoolbag on his back hadn't been taken off yet. He sat in Ji Cheng's inner seat, carefully took off the schoolbag and put it on the stool behind him.

Fang Zhong couldn't stop talking, and the noodles couldn't stop him from sending out communication signals with the outside world.

Pounding the noodle bowl with chopsticks, he couldn't stop chatting with Qin Shuhao, "Hey, I said three zeros, why are you so good at studying?"

Qin Shuhao, who had turned on the silent mode to eat noodles, raised his head, and swallowed the noodles in his mouth gracefully before speaking.

Confused, "I don't know, maybe it's because my parents taught me."

Fang Zhong felt that his noodles were still not tasty enough, so he picked up the vinegar gourd and poured it into the bowl again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, do you know that the thousand-year-old number two in our class hates you and hates your teeth?"

"Huh? The millennium number two in your class?"

Qin Shuhao also knows the people in his class.

The person Fang Zhong mentioned was probably the name that always followed Qin Shuhao when their school presented awards.

Fang Zhong laughed after thinking about it, and put down his chopsticks without mixing the noodles.

He smiled and looked at the two deskmates sitting opposite him.

"That idiot Zhang Yidong always follows San Ling'er, and everyone calls him the second child of a thousand years, so he dare not get angry.

Last time I saw you on top of him again in the final exam, I was cursing and crying for a class while holding his paper that was only three points away from a perfect score, oh my mother hahahaha..."

Qin Shu was so ignorant, "Why are you swearing?"

Fang Zhong looked at him like he was looking at a fool, "I found out that you good students, why don't you have a bright mind?" He was a little emotional.

"He can't pass every exam. You are angry. Why... Sanlinger, you, you should not just study when you have time, you will be stupid when you study."

Qin Shuhao let out an "oh" and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

Ji Cheng, who had been silent all this time, raised his head, "Is Zhang Yidong the kid who lived on the same street?"

Fang Zhong nodded, "It's him. When he was a child, he could take his grandma to find a home. It should be only 1.7 meters long now."

Qin Shuhao, who was more than 1.7 meters tall, glanced at Fang Zhong, who smiled and said that it had nothing to do with him.

Fang Zhong, Ji Cheng, and a few students from other classes in their school who did not study well were all neighbors on the same street, and these children dispersed because of the demolition of that street.

Fang Zhong and Ji Cheng played well since they were young. The two fathers used to work together. Later, although the two businesses were different, they still deliberately bought a big villa in the same community.

Zhang Yidong was simply a different kind of kid from that group of kids at that time. He cried at every turn, and he couldn't get into the river unless he played in the mud. When he made a fuss with him, he would cry and take his grandma to his house.

No children are willing to play with him, one is because they love to cry and complain, and the other is because they are good at studying, their children are always being lectured by their parents with Zhang Yidong, and they are so annoying to death.

At [-]:[-], Ji Cheng and Fang Zhong had finished their large portion of noodles, but Qin Shuhao hadn't finished his small portion.

Fang Zhong was a little impatient to wait, the boys in his class agreed to go to the Internet cafe to play games.

In the end, without waiting for Qin Shu to finish, he pulled the stool away and left.

It doesn't matter if Ji Cheng goes home or not, anyway, there is no one there, so he took out his phone and waited for Qin Shu to finish eating.

Qin Shuhao sucked on a piece of noodles and looked at Ji Cheng's hand, which was prohibited by the school.

In 2012, in the eyes of Qin Shuhao, the mobile phone was an advanced game machine that his father and mother let him play small games when they had time, but in the eyes of Ji Cheng, it was a very casual little toy.

And the mobile phone in Ji Cheng's hand is still full-screen, a small one, white, a new model of a certain brand, his father said that he will buy him one after he finishes his college entrance examination.

"Isn't school forbidding mobile phones?"

Ji Chenghua glanced at him with his mobile phone screen, knowing what he was going to say without saying a word.

The school still doesn't let me go to sleep in class, so I still fell asleep?

Qin Shu really felt that he had said something nonsense, so he took two bites of the noodles in the bowl and stopped eating.

"Let's go."

Ji Cheng turned off the phone and put it in his pocket, put his hand in by the way, and walked out the door with his dangling backpack.

Qin Shuhao paid the money from the pocket of his school uniform jacket, put his schoolbag on his back and walked out, only to find that Ji Cheng was still standing outside waiting for him.

Feeling a little happy, it seems that Ji Cheng is still very polite.

Ji Cheng's strides are big, which may have something to do with his height and leg length. Qin Shuhao walked behind and followed him.

Passing by the school gate again, Ji Cheng knew that he was going in to push his bicycle.

Giving him a signal look, he slowly walked into the No. [-] Middle School opposite them and took a shortcut to go home.

Qin Shuhao smiled and told him to see you tomorrow, but before Ji Cheng could answer him, he turned around and went into the school to push his own car.

The next day and another morning of school, Qin Shu had no idea that someone would come to the school to see him.

He arrived at school very early, had noodles outside yesterday, and drank some soup for dinner at home. After finishing his homework in the evening, he went to review the words and phrases in the first three modules of English.

Because I didn't finish finishing last night, I came to finish finishing this morning.

But the seat next to him was empty today, the morning reading class was over, and Ji Cheng didn't come.

Qin Shuhao was a little curious. Could it be that Ji Cheng is about to skip class?

Until the end of the two regular classes, Ji Cheng was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Shuhao guessed that his tablemate would not come today.

In the middle of the day, he had to run again. Qin Shu ran two laps panting, looking forward to going back for a rest, when a girl in the class called to stop him again.

"Hello Qin Shu, your mother is looking for you!"

Qin Shuhao looked over, and a strange woman waved at him, with a sly smile on her cold face.

He touched the back of his head, this aunt looks like Ji Cheng.