Bow your head and be willing to be a cow and a horse for your wife

Han Han stretched out his hand towards Xiaoxiao, a smile appeared on his face, but Xiaoxiao retracted his body, hugged Wu Sisi's arm, and cried.

He was still saying, "Uncle strange..." Han Han was completely stunned watching this scene, wanting to cry without tears, and said, "I just want to hug this child."

As soon as he said, Xiaoxiao cried even more painfully, no matter how Wu Sisi comforted him, Wen Yu raised his hand and hugged Xiaoxiao, the little girl stopped crying and looked at her father with watery eyes.

Han Han sighed and said, "As expected of the child's father, the little padded jacket just listens to you." It's a pity that now he is eaten to death by the blue-eyed handsome guy, and his whole life will probably be carried on her body.

The handsome blue-eyed guy stepped forward. He was half a head taller than Han Han. He put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Like children? We can adopt one in the future."

Han Han nodded, "That's the only way to go." Who put him on the blue-eyed guy's bandit boat?
On the other side, when Wen Yu had some spare time, Teacher Ning came to him.

"It's great to see you get married. Your mother will be happy for you when she sees you in the sky." Teacher Ning said happily. He is no longer the personable person he used to be. The body is far from what it used to be.

Ning Zhiyuan can often find the white hair on his head, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have deepened a lot, but he is very happy to see Wen Yu accomplish great things in life.

Wen Yu looked directly at Teacher Ning. He stood there not complaining about Teacher Ning. He understood that he had too much to do as a last resort, and said to him, "Well, you should be happy too."

Hearing these words, Teacher Ning's tears flowed from his eyes. He looked at Wen Yu's face and could see a shadow similar to Wen Yu's mother.

He couldn't help but think of the time with Wen Yu's mother. At that time, they met on a rainy day. Teacher Ning went to the library and was fascinated by reading. He didn't know that it was raining heavily outside the house.

I have been immersed in the world of books, until I finished reading, I couldn't help but close the book, but when I looked up at this time, the sky was already darkened by overcast clouds, and the raindrops hit the road mercilessly, splashing water .

And there were very few people in the library, "It's raining." Teacher Ning could only buy a few books, took off his maid, looked at the rain curtain, and planned to rush out directly. What if it gets wet?
He waited for the rain to calm down before planning to rush out, but two women came down from the library steps, wearing white dresses, holding umbrellas, and long black hair hanging around their waists.

"That nerd doesn't want to go home in the rain, does he?" the gentle classmate couldn't help but said.

Wen Rou is Wen Yu's mother. She looked up at Teacher Ning's back. He took off his coat and was only wearing a shirt. The rain wet his clothes, but Teacher Ning's back was still straight.

"What are you going to do?" The classmate was very puzzled as she watched Rourou step forward, tiptoed, and gently lifted the umbrella over Teacher Ning's head.

Feeling that there was less rain on her body, Teacher Ning turned her head suddenly, and saw a girl who seemed to have stepped out of a painting. The rain had turned into her background, and Teacher Ning only had a gentle shadow in her eyes.

At this time, his brain suddenly froze, and he couldn't say anything. The look of being at a loss made Wen Rou couldn't help laughing out loud, but his earlobes also became pink.

"You don't have an umbrella, don't get wet in the rain, I will lend you my umbrella." Said softly.

"What about you?" Teacher Ning asked subconsciously.

"My friend brought an umbrella, so I went back with her, and someone from my house will pick me up." With a gentle smile, this smile broke into Teacher Ning's heart.

Gentle handed him the umbrella, her little face was a little blushing, she turned her head and ran under the umbrella of her classmate, the figures of the two slowly blurred in the rain, until they disappeared.

Teacher Ning held the handle of the umbrella, which seemed to still have the warmth of a gentle palm. He looked up at the umbrella. Like her, the umbrella was pure and white.

Teacher Ning couldn't help but patted himself on the head, "Why are you an idiot, why don't you ask the girl's name, and then return the umbrella to her."

He went home with an umbrella, but along the way, what he thought of was not the book he had read before, but the girl who gave him the umbrella.

And in the night of this day, Teacher Ning had a very strange dream. He was desperate to survive. On the way to Beijing to rush for the exam, he ran out of money and was out of luck. to hide from the rain.

But the door suddenly opened, and a gentle female voice sounded, "Master, why don't you come in to hide from the rain?"

Teacher Ning didn't know why, so he went in by accident. After drinking a bowl of warm ginger soup, he saw the woman's face clearly, and it was very familiar.

The two people in the dream were very speculative. Everything the woman said was based on Teacher Ning's idea. He couldn't help laughing. When he opened his eyes and looked at the pitch-black ceiling, he realized that this was a pair. field dream.

But... Teacher Ning blushed, he hadn't forgotten that the woman in his dream was the one who gave him an umbrella today.

He didn't know what kind of thoughts he had for girls, but on this day and night, he couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning. Even in class, he was a little absent-minded.

Every time it's time for a break, he is different from other boys. He goes to the library more frequently. Many people say, "I'm not afraid that Xueba is talented, but I'm afraid that Xueba will work harder."

But Mr. Ning knew that he didn't read his book, so he looked up from time to time to see if the girl in white with a gentle smile would appear in front of him,
But the encounter between the two of them seemed to be Teacher Ning's thoughts alone. During this month, he had never seen this girl.

And that umbrella has been kept in Mr. Ning's bag, and he would take it out to have a look from time to time, but then put the umbrella back with a sigh.

Gradually, Mr. Ning almost forgot that the two met in a dream, and his life slowly returned to normal. School, library, and Mr. Ning kept enriching himself.

Until one day, still in this library, he lost track of time because of his old books, and when he looked up, it was raining again outside.

It was obviously raining heavily before, Teacher Ning sighed, took out a black umbrella from her bag, and planned to leave.