Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"The teacher's hands are very clean. I, I didn't wash my hands."

The little girl thinks a lot.

Ruan Xihe didn't say anything, but gently and firmly took the little girl's hand and held it.

Children, you can be more tolerant, and Ruan Xihe really doesn't care about the reason the children said.

The little girl had dark skin, and she blushed immediately, black and red, let alone, it was quite festive.

Halfway through, the child said in a low voice: "Teacher, you are so gentle."

Probably after I finished speaking, I felt embarrassed, so I kept my head down.

Ruan Xihe smiled.

Holding the child's hand tightened again.

The child’s house was built on a high ground. The steps were probably made by himself, and the big stones were ground up.

Ruan Xihe was silent for a moment, and she was really thinking about a question. This kind of step would definitely be slippery if it rained or snowed.

No wonder they all wear straw sandals...

If the weather is bad in the future, don't wear the pair of sneakers she brought over.

The little girl's mother was very enthusiastic, and greeted Ruan Xihe at the door. Her father was an old man with a solid smile, and greeted Ruan Xihe with a stern smile.

Is it true? Others can feel it.

Ruan Xihe's polite and kind attitude also made the family quietly relieved.

Let’s talk about poverty here. It seems that they are also very poor. They are all old-fashioned houses. They creak when they step on the second floor. It is not an exaggeration to say that every step Ruan Xihe takes, his heart trembles, afraid of this stuff. Can't bear the weight, fall.

Absolutely.

This kid is called Hu Xiaomei.

It's not that I look down on the name Ang, I just think that the sky is rolling, but I think that everyone here is called Xiaoli, Xiaohua, Xiaocao, and puppy. In fact, Xiaomei can also.

Hu Xiaomei's mother is also dry and thin, and her skin is dark.

"Teacher Ruan, come and eat." Hu Xiaomei's mother called them.

"OK."

Ruan Xihe came over and sat on the small bench. There was a small square low table for dinner. Sitting on the small bench, she had nothing to say that she couldn't adapt.

Since it's here, it won't be so squeamish.

"Teacher Ruan, I'm wronged you, hurry up and try this." The woman was somewhat restrained.

"That's what you said. It's delicious. I like it very much. Your craftsmanship is really good."

Ruan Xihe can speak beautifully as long as she thinks about it. She wants to make a person happy too simple.

The key is whether she wants or not.

The woman is an honest person. This was praised by the little girl, and she was a little embarrassed. There were teachers who came to support the teaching before, but they were not assigned to their family.

I heard that the teachers from the city had a lot of demands. When they were notified to entertain the supporting teachers, they were still very nervous.

Unexpectedly, this little girl who should look very delicate and squeamish has such an easy-going attitude.

The family became more enthusiastic about Ruan Xihe.

Ruan Xi and the one who was full did not go back.

The school said that the other person will arrive a few days later.

She didn't think much about it.

Lying in bed at night.

Dididi...

"Hehe, I'm back."