This song was familiar to everyone. Jiang Chen stood up and everyone in class five started singing along.
Class 5 students all have boys at one table and girls at one table. From a sense of substitution, the most suitable one is the only mixed table in the class.
A few tacit glances looked at Han Yutong.
Han Yutong pretended not to notice and sang along.
"The old days are gone,
I will also have my wife,
I will also show her photos,
Tell her about your deskmate..."
When singing this, Han Yutong frowned.
"What's wrong?" Mo Mo asked from the side.
"I'm going home, let's go." Han Yutong picked up his schoolbag.
"Don't you want to listen to Jiang Chen finish singing..."
Mo Mo asked from the side.
"Anyway, it's not bad to finish listening to this song. Student Jiang Chen is singing very hard..."
Han Yutong looked at the quartz clock on the wall. It was almost eleven o'clock: "Forget it, let's just finish listening to this song."
Han Yutong closed his eyes and ignored the gazes of the people around him.
Although she was a little shy after being watched by several people just now, closing her eyes and listening to his voice always made her feel a little sweet.
Assuming you have the intention...
If you can't get a decent gift by then, this song...just treat it as a surprise.
Han Yutong thought to himself.
After the song was played, Han Yutong opened his eyes, gave Jiang Chen a thumbs up, and said goodbye to everyone.
"Everyone, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Goodbye Han Yutong."
"See you after New Year's Day!"
"Goodbye, goodbye, I love you!" Han Yutong blew a kiss to the whole class.
The moment she was about to step out of the class threshold, she just heard one sentence:
"Goodbye, Mrs. Jiang!"
Sun Wenrui, who had been holding back for a long time, finally picked the right moment to coax and say this.
The whole class booed.
Han Yutong's face turned crimson instantly. She took a deep breath, looked at her watch and rushed out of the classroom.
Her shouts could still be heard in the corridor.
"Sun Wenrui! How will you deal with me when I come back on New Year's Day?"
"Hahaha."
The whole class burst into laughter.
"Brother Jiang, aren't you a strict wife-keeper?"
After finishing this, Sun Wenrui immediately asked his eldest brother for help.
"I've been of great help to you!"
"Do not worry."
Jiang Chen patted his shoulder.
Sun Wenrui breathed a sigh of relief.
"I will send you more flowers next year."
"Don't, Brother Jiang!" Sun Wenrui said hurriedly.
"Go ahead, it's your turn for the poker magic show."
Jiang Chen pointed at the poker on the empty table and said.
"By the way, you hold this thing. If you can't beat Han Yutong then, take it out."
"What is it?" Sun Wenrui took the two playing cards and glanced at them.
They are a pair of big and small kings.
When Sun Wenrui saw the pattern on the poker, he suddenly understood.
"Brother Jiang, do you want me to use the majesty of a king to deal with Han Yutong?"
"No, I mean, you are a clown, go ahead and perform."
Sun Wenrui rushed over to perform magic tricks.
Jiang Chen walked to the window and looked at Han Yutong who was running out in a hurry, frowning slightly.
"Jiang Chen, what are you looking at?"
Xie Zitong came over.
"Can't you bear to leave Han Yutong?"
"No, forget it."
Jiang Chen couldn't explain it clearly.
Han Yutong's return home this time may not be a good thing for her.
She shouldn't do anything stupid...
Although the trajectory of his past life told him that Han Yutong was fine, Jiang Chen would always be a little worried.
After the party ends at noon, he plans to keep in touch in the next few days.
Looking at the classmates who were fascinated by the magic, Jiang Chen decided to play the role of host first.
…
After leaving school, Han Yutong took out his mobile phone and quickly called his mother.
"Mom, where are you?" Han Yutong asked quickly.
"On the way home, arriving in the afternoon."
The voice of Han Yutong's mother came from the other side of the phone.
"Okay, Mom, Dad has been waiting for you at home for a long time! Where should we go for dinner then?"
"Whatever, I still have a few words to say to your father."
"Um!"
Han Yutong put down the phone and returned home, his face full of anticipation.
When I got home, it was still empty as expected.
"Dad, it's true. Mom finally came back and refused to go home early..."
Han Yutong took off his school uniform and began to clean up the house.
Normally, she would have gone to work as a part-time worker, but now she definitely wanted to show her hard-working and capable side.
do it yourself!
She knelt on the ground and wiped the tiles on the floor, sparing no part of it. After a while, her white forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
"call……"
Han Yutong wiped his forehead.
Professional nannies are definitely better at doing housework.
It's just that Han Yutong didn't want a stranger to appear in her home. Even though she was very busy studying in high school, she never thought about adding a nanny to the family.
"It's better to keep your hair short, the side leakage in the bathroom is all hair..."
Han Yutong picked up a long lock of hair on the bathroom floor and threw it into the trash can. He was thinking about going to the barber shop to have it cut, permed and dyed to give it a cool girl hair style.
It's too troublesome to take care of long hair. If you don't wash it for two days, it will get a little oily.
Looking in the mirror, she felt a little reluctant to let go of her hair that was spread around her neck.
"Long hair is more feminine..."
She admired herself in the mirror for a while, then started working again.
At about three o'clock, there was a sound of the door opening outside the house.
"Yutong, dad is back."
"dad!"
Han Yutong hurried over to greet him. Seeing that Father Han's face was bruised, he asked quickly.
"You...what's wrong with your face?"
"It's okay, I accidentally bumped it while walking."
Father Han rubbed it and took a breath of air.
"I'll get you some medicine! Just wait!"
As Han Yutong said this, he went to get the medicine box and put medicine on Han's father's face.
"I don't usually take care of myself..."
"Hey, I can't help it, I'm getting old."
Father Han looked at Han Yutong in front of him and reached out to touch her head. Suddenly something occurred to him, but he took his hand back.
"How's your recent exam going?"
"I'm always making progress!"
After talking about this, Han Yutong no longer felt sleepy, and quickly took the report card to show off to his father.
Looking at his daughter's rapid improvement in grades, Father Han's face did not show much joy, but more guilt.
"Child, you have grown up..."
"No, before you and mom, I was always a kid."
Han Yutong smiled sweetly.
"So you and mom shouldn't quarrel, okay? Mom came back with great difficulty..."
"Okay... no quarrel, Junya and I... no, we have always been fine with your mother."
Father Han wiped his glasses.
"I'll get you some tea, Dad, just wait!"
After Han Yutong put a small band-aid on Father Han's face, he turned and went to the kitchen.
Father Han looked at his daughter's back, covering his face with his hands, his eyes red.
He raised his hand tremblingly and looked at the messages on his phone.
"Han! It's been three years! I don't go home every New Year's Day and Spring Festival. Is your ex-wife coming back to seduce you again? Ah! Tell me!"
"No...I just came to see my daughter..."
he replied.
A message came over there after a while.
"Your daughter? Which is more important, your daughter or your son? Your daughter is about to be eighteen years old, and your son is only three years old. If you don't accompany your daughter, will she die?"
Father Han's face turned red, he turned off his phone and put it aside, looking at Han Yutong who had returned from making tea.
"Dad...you...what's wrong with you?" Han Yutong looked at his father with tears in his eyes and asked hurriedly.
"It's nothing, kid..." Dad Han said.
"Dad is busy lately and doesn't have time to see you. I'm so sorry..."
"It's okay, I can take care of myself!"
Han Yutong brought the tea to Father Han and reminded him again.
"But don't tell your mother that you've been busy with this lately...otherwise she'll be upset again if she hears about it."
Father Han said nothing, just nodded and took the tea made by his daughter.
At this time, the mobile phone rang. Looking at the caller ID on it, Dad Han pressed the answer button.
"Hey...Junya, are you back?"
