"Yes," Mingyao nodded, not knowing why he asked this, "but not now, in a few days."
The man frowned and looked very disapproving, "Are you going to the student's home alone? It's too unsafe. Mingyao, when are you going to visit your home, I will send you there."
"No, no, no!" Mingyao sweated. She changed her hand to hold the phone and explained,
"Home visits happen every year. It's very common. You don't have to worry about me."
Shen Yu's face was closer to the screen, and Mingyao could even see his eyelashes clearly. She suddenly realized that she forgot to block the camera, and quickly turned the phone to the left.
"Mingyao, can you please turn your phone over?"
The man's tone was very light and gentle, even a little coaxing, "I want to see you."
Mingyao's heart trembled and she felt like her breathing had stopped. She fumbled with her fingers and pressed the red button to hang up the video call.
What does this man want to do? ah?
It's going crazy!
Mingyao fell on the bed, and her phone vibrated a few more times. It must have been a message from someone. Mingyao didn't want to read it at all, so she threw the phone aside and got up to wash up.
Shen Yu on the other side looked at the unresponsive mobile phone with dark eyes.
Too anxious?
But he had tried his best to restrain himself.
*
Although she was on holiday, Mingyao was not idle when she was at home.
Publish papers, analyze papers, write lesson plans...
Guan Qing knew that her foot was injured, so she took the initiative to tell Mingyao that she should do more home visits, which could reduce Mingyao's burden.
But home visits are a time-consuming and labor-intensive matter, and Mingyao cannot afford to leave all the tasks to Guan Qing. After I felt no discomfort in my ankle, I asked Guan Qing for the home visit list and prepared to go out for a home visit.
Glancing at the names on the list, Mingyao saw Yu Ying's name.
The bruises on the girl's arms instantly came to mind.
Mingyao dialed the number according to the contact information above.
The phone rang for a long time before someone answered.
"Hello?" It was a tired female voice.
"Hello, are you Yu Ying's mother? I am Yu Ying's Chinese teacher." Mingyao introduced herself step by step.
"Have you seen the home visit notice sent in the group? If you have time, we can make an appointment at home to chat about Yu Ying's study and life."
"Ah? Ah...Okay, I'll trouble you, teacher." The woman's voice sounded a little at a loss.
Mingyao lowered her voice, made an appointment with Yu Ying's mother to meet at her home after get off work, confirmed her address, and then hung up the phone.
In order to avoid the embarrassment of being left hungry during a home visit, Mingyao planned to make something to eat first.
In the past, Mingyao and Chen Ke took turns cooking dinner. Whoever got off work early would cook. Now Mingyao is the only one at home. He is really too lazy to do the busy work of washing, chopping and cooking, and he can't eat much.
She opened the refrigerator and looked at it, preparing to fool her with the next noodles.
First cut a tomato and fry it in the pot to make the juice, pour in boiling water, put the noodles in and cook. After the noodles are cooked, pour in the egg liquid, add a few green vegetables, sprinkle some salt and it is ready to serve.
It’s simple, delicious, and doesn’t cost a few bucks.
After hiring a caregiver for Chen Ke, she now cannot make ends meet every month and must save money.
My nose was sweating after eating. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost time. I put on my clothes and went out.
The weather has gotten warmer these days, but the outdoor temperature is still around 0 degrees. Mingyao still feels a little cold wearing a down jacket.
She was wondering whether she should take time to learn to drive. Her home was very close to the school, just a ten-minute walk away, so she had been too lazy to learn.
Chen Ke's Volkswagen is still kept in the garage, and he doesn't know if he will ever have the chance to drive it in his life.
Normally it's fine, but when I'm traveling around like home visits, it's quite troublesome to be alone.
The last home visit was sent by Chen Ke...
[Mingyao, when are you going to visit your home? I will send you there. 】
A gentle male voice came to mind.
Mingyao's breath was stagnant, and she quickly shook her head, stopped thinking, and took a taxi to Yu Ying's community.
After getting off the bus at the community, Mingyao found a thin, middle-aged woman standing in a conspicuous position at the entrance of the community. Mingyao intuitively felt that she was Yu Ying's mother.
"Are you...Teacher Song?"
Mother Yu looked at the woman walking over in surprise. Although she could tell on the phone that Teacher Song was young, she didn't expect her to be so beautiful. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and skin as smooth as cream. She looked like a college student in a down jacket and jeans. Same.
"Yes, hello, my name is Song Mingyao."
Mingyao stretched out his hand to her, and Yu's mother seemed a little embarrassed. She stretched out her hand and touched Mingyao's hand lightly before taking it back.
Her hands were red and swollen, and as cold as ice. Mingyao couldn't help feeling a little distressed, "Why did you come out to pick me up? It's so cold at the door!"
Mother Yu pursed her lips and smiled plainly, "It's nothing. It's the first time the teacher has come to our house. I'm afraid you don't know the way."
"Then let's go in quickly."
"Okay."
"Is Yu Ying at home?"
"Here he is, doing homework at home."
...
Following Yu's mother up the stairs, Yu's mother opened the door and smoothed her hair in embarrassment.
"Teacher, come in quickly. You don't need to change your shoes."
There is really no need to change shoes because there is no flooring in this house. Mingyao was a little surprised. Yu Ying's community was in a good location and the housing prices were not low. Logically speaking, the conditions of the people living here were not bad.
But Yu Ying's house was almost an empty shell, with few decent pieces of furniture. There was a cardboard box in the corner of the room, which contained many empty wine bottles and cardboard boxes.
There was no heating in the room, and the room temperature was a bit low, so Mingyao didn't take off her coat.
Yu Ying's mother asked Mingyao to sit down, and Mingyao sat on a plastic stool. Yu Ying's mother boiled a pot of hot water and poured Mingyao a cup.
"Teacher, there is nothing to entertain at home. Please wait here while I go buy something..."
Mingyao quickly grabbed her, "No, no, I'm just here to learn about Yu Ying's study and life——"
The door of the room next to her opened a small crack. It seemed that Yu Ying heard the sound. She lay beside the door and peeked out. After meeting Mingyao's eyes, she slammed the door shut.
"This kid doesn't even know to ask the teacher when he sees him. It's so rude..."
"It's fine."
Mingyao comforted her warmly and asked Yu's mother to sit down.
"What does Yu Ying like to do at home? What are her hobbies?" Mingyao decided to start with some daily topics.
"Yingying is very obedient at home. I am usually busy at work and come home late from work. She helps me cook after school and does all the housework. Her hobbies... this, oh, by the way, she likes reading. !”
Mingyao held a steaming glass of water in her hand and was a little silent.
This is the age when you should be focusing on studying, loving sports or chasing stars. If parents do not fulfill their responsibilities, their children will be forced to grow up. It is no wonder that Yu Ying basically doesn't talk much in school and is somewhat out of tune with his peers.
Mingyao's childhood was not happy either, and she could understand Yu Ying's mood.
Mingyao didn't ask about Yu Ying's father, and Yu's mother never mentioned it. She guessed that Yu Ying was from a single-parent family.
She just wants to know now, does Yu's mother know about the scars on her daughter's arm?
