Lin Nianhe held her notepad and went to the private plot in the backyard of the village. Wen Lan was cleaning the vegetable patch there. When she saw Lin Nianhe coming, her first words were: "There are stools there. Sit down and don't come over."
Lin Nianhe was suddenly moved: "Sister Lan, are you afraid that I will be tired?"
Sister Lan is so kind, but she just wanted to pass the harm onto her.
She deserves to die!
Wen Lan: "I'm afraid you won't be able to help me. It's okay if you drop me, but don't crush my food."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She didn't seem to perform well just now.
Lin Nianhe made a face at Wen Lan's back, then sat down on the small bench, opened his notepad, and took out a squarely stacked physics paper.
She couldn't think of a dream for a while, but she could set a small goal for herself first-to get admitted to Peking University.
Lin Nianhe wrote quickly in the warm autumn sunshine and the sound of rustling vegetable leaves.
When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she still had two major questions to finish.
Lin Nianhe did not move and continued to work on the questions, planning to go back after finishing them.
The playground became lively, and curious children ran to the backyard and crowded against the wall to peek their heads.
Niu Wa was also among them, but his goal was clearer and he ran directly to Lin Nianhe.
"Sister Lin, Teacher Zhou is waiting for you in the classroom." Niu Wa approached Lin Nianhe and whispered.
Lin Nianhe said "Huh" and asked him, "Did he say something happened?"
"I didn't say anything." Niu Wa lay on Lin Nianhe's back as usual and looked at the test paper in her hand, "Sister Lin, what is this?"
The little guy can understand the words above, but he doesn't understand what they mean when they are connected together.
Lin Xueba suddenly paused: "Well, this is physics. You are still young, you can learn it when you grow up."
Niu Xueshen looked at her, blinked and asked: "Sister Lin, didn't you say that there is no age difference in learning? If you want to learn, you can learn at the age of two or three, and it doesn't matter if you are seven or eighty years old."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Niuwa: "..."
They looked at each other quietly, and for a moment, Lin Nianhe abruptly changed the subject: "Niu Wa, from now on you will call me 'teacher' during school hours, do you understand?"
Niu Wa's big eyes flashed with an expression that said, "There's nothing I can do about you." He nodded: "Okay, Teacher Hehe."
Lin Nianhe: "This title...have you been playing with Wu Genmao and the others lately?"
Niu Wa: "No."
Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief.
It's fine if you don't have one. You're a good young seedling from Beijing, but don't be led astray by those two guys.
Lin Nianhe rubbed Niu Wa's little head, lowered his head and wrote the answer to the last question, then refolded the paper neatly and stood up.
What could Zhou Chujiang do to find her?
Lin Nianhe didn't know.
But judging from his recent performance, it shouldn't be like being a virgin again.
"Teacher Lin, I know you have two partners, I don't mind being your third partner."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Looking at Zhou Chujiang's serious face, Lin Nianhe only wished that she didn't pick up a brick before entering the door, otherwise she could have knocked him out right now.
Fortunately, she thought this man had finally thought about it... She didn't expect that his "thinking about it" turned out to be such an unconventional thought.
Zhou Chujiang pressed his left chest with one hand and stared at Lin Nianhe with fiery eyes as if he was swearing: "Teacher Lin, accept my love!"
Lin Nianhe looked at him expressionlessly: "Just stand here and don't move. I'll call the police and I'll be back."
Zhou Chujiang still had some sense, and he immediately stopped Lin Nianhe.
"Teacher Lin, don't be like this. Look at me, what's wrong with me?" Zhou Chujiang boasted very hard, "I am a public teacher, and I write articles for many newspapers. I will treat you well!"
Lin Nianhe covered his eyes: "Then tell me, tell me where I can go, can I change my career?"
"In my eyes, you are good at everything!"
"Understood, I'm going to be reincarnated and say goodbye."
"Don't, don't, don't..."
Zhou Chujiang stopped Lin Nianhe again.
He looked at her with puzzled eyes: "Why on earth don't you accept me? Where am I missing?"
A hint of impatience flashed in Lin Nianhe's eyes, and she directly gave an unchangeable reason: "You are not from the capital, okay?"
Zhou Chujiang blurted out: "I can go back to the capital with you. As long as we get the certificates, you can take me back with you when you return to the city!"
Lin Nianhe listened to his inner thoughts and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
She knew that this person was here for her Beijing household registration.
She shook her head and was about to speak when, from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the calf boy at the door winking at her - the students were coming back.
Lin Nianhe lowered his voice and said, "Teacher Zhou, I don't care what you think. I just tell you that I don't like you. I didn't like you before, I don't like you now, and I won't like you in the future. You can do whatever you want, and don't do it anymore." Talk about those messy things in front of me, otherwise I will report it to the police and accuse you of being a hooligan."
After she finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Zhou Chujiang's expression. She raised her hand and pushed him aside. She went to the door of the classroom and said to the returning students: "Come into the classroom. The next class is arithmetic. Prepare your textbooks and exercise books." .”
Zhou Chujiang felt heartbroken when he heard her decisive words.
He watched Niu Wa take the lead into the classroom and knew that he could not continue to say anything to her, so he had to pick up his notebook and walk out of the classroom.
When passing by Lin Nianhe, he said in a very low voice: "Teacher Lin, I will not give up."
Lin Nianhe rubbed his ears.
Her hearing has declined recently, and she couldn't hear what he said at all.
Lin Nianhe made up her mind to ignore Zhou Chujiang's "love", but she still had to worry - she had not forgotten that on the day Zhou Chujiang was reading poetry in the cornfield, Wen Lan was rarely distracted.
Moreover, Wen Lan always had a strange expression when she met Zhou Chujiang again after that.
Judging from her many years of experience in eating melons, Sister Lan must be secretly in love with her.
This matter needs to be resolved properly.
In order to avoid possible armed conflict when he went to find Wen Lan, Lin Nianhe first found Wang Shumei and shared his findings with his friends.
After hearing this, Wang Shumei directly suggested: "It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Why don't you explain it to Xiaolan today?"
Apart from the fact that she didn't know about the cornfield, she also felt that Wen Lan was acting strangely toward Zhou Chujiang at other times.
She felt that she had to put an end to this matter as soon as possible before Wen Lan did anything to prevent her from getting hurt.
Lin Nianhe nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
The two of them went to the well in the backyard of the village in a serious manner and stopped Wen Lan.
Sister Lan looked at the two of them in confusion: "What's going on? Are you two going to jump into the well together? Am I blocking your way?"
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei looked at each other, and then they asked each other the doubts in their hearts.
Wen Lan was at a loss for a long time, and finally remembered about the cornfield.
"That thing..."
Lin Nianhe frowned slightly and held her arm to comfort her: "Sister Lan, Zhou Chujiang is not a good match. Don't let it get to you."
Wang Shumei held her other arm: "That's right, Xiaolan, this person is too utilitarian, and you will suffer a loss if you are with him."
Wen Lan: "Actually, I..."
"If you're unhappy, I'll provide you with meat and noodles, and we can make dumplings for dinner?"
"How about I call my brother's work tomorrow and ask him how the sales of his coat are going? How can I make money with him?"
Wen Lan clenched her fists: "Can you two listen to what I have to say?"
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei immediately shut up and just hugged Wen Lan's arms tighter.
Wen Lan sighed, her shoulders began to tremble slightly, and after a while, her face began to turn red.
Just when Lin Nianhe was about to hand her a handkerchief, the corners of Wen Lan's mouth trembled twice and raised:
"When I heard him reciting poetry that day, I suddenly thought of my neighbor who hanged himself!"
(End of chapter)
