Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

Zheng Juan is pregnant, and most of the time is watched by the deaf old lady and Zheng's mother at home, which is inevitably boring.

Today, the weather is cooler than usual,
Taking advantage of the break, Cheng Zhiguo took his family out for a picnic.

It was a picnic, but in this era of underdeveloped transportation, the four of them couldn't go too far, but came to a nearby river.

The river is clear and deep, and there are many fishermen by the embankment.

The weeping willows by the river have grown for a hundred years, with thick trunks and luxuriant branches.

Finding a shady place, Cheng Zhiguo spread out a blanket, let Zheng's mother and Zheng Juan sit on it to rest, and then pulled a hammock for Guangming.

He made this hammock by himself, but many knots were not handled well, and it was a bit awkward to sit on, so he could only let Guangming play.

Later, he plans to make one out of sheets.

After chatting with Zheng Juan for a while, Cheng Zhiguo went fishing by the river.

He had fished a few times in his previous life, so it wasn't a hobby, but it was a good way to pass the time.

Some fish bit the hook a few times, but when he pulled it up, there was nothing.

Cheng Zhiguo was not in a hurry, he put on the bait again and cast the line.

Yan Bugui was not far away, so he naturally saw Cheng Zhiguo's family.

He didn't really follow Cheng Zhiguo's advice to come fishing, but he liked this activity himself. Now that he has no job as a teacher, he can only stay by the river all day long.

He didn't want to talk to Cheng Zhiguo at first, but seeing that he hadn't caught even a hair after fishing for a long time, and then looked at his half bucket of fish, he couldn't help feeling complacent.

Then he came over with a bucket and a fishing rod.

"Xiao Cheng, are you here to fish too?"

Cheng Zhiguo let out a "hmm" without raising his head.

Yan Bugui didn't care, he put his head out to look into Cheng Zhiguo's bucket, and said with a smile: "I didn't catch this one fish, your skills are not very good, do you want me to teach you?
You also know that as a teacher, I most despise someone who is poor in learning. "

Cheng Zhiguo glanced up at him.

Otherwise, this person is cheap, if Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were here, I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to join him.

"Since Mr. Yan can't see others' poor studies, why hasn't he won the title of 'Excellent People's Teacher' after teaching for so many years?" Cheng Zhiguo asked lightly.

Yan Bugui's face suddenly turned cold, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

But he didn't turn his head and leave. Instead, he sat down next to Cheng Zhiguo, put on the bait, and after throwing out the fishing rod, he said, "That's because I'm an upright person, and I have never given gifts to Wen Yaobei. Look at Wen Yaobei." How is Yaobei now, is he still in prison."

"Oh, so to speak, Teacher Yan is really admirable."

Yan Bugui is well-known for being picky, asking him to give gifts is almost like killing him.

"That's natural." Yan Bugui automatically ignored the sarcasm in Cheng Zhiguo's tone, and responded happily, and then said with emotion, "Speaking of which, I taught you when you went to primary school, and you were too embarrassing at that time Don't worry, you have done naughty things and fights a lot, if you hadn't been protected by me, you might have been fired a long time ago."

After speaking, he glanced at Cheng Zhiguo intentionally or unintentionally.

Cheng Zhiguo understood what he meant:
In the end, I am also your teacher and your elder. What you should do is to respect your elders and respect your teachers. Don't put on a stingy look all day long.

Can't help but sneer.

Although he has no childhood experience, he does have memories of his childhood. When he was in school, he did not do business all day long, but Yan Bugui didn't protect him like he said, instead he used the pretense of protecting him. Steal a lot from his parents.

With this kind of thing, you dare to put on the airs of an elder with him?
"I heard that you also taught Shazhu and Xu Damao?"

"Of course." Yan Bugui said proudly.

Cheng Zhiguo nodded, and said calmly, "No wonder there isn't a single college student coming out of our courtyard."

Yan Bugui was startled for a moment, then his face darkened.

What do you mean, you guys didn't get into college, it's because you are worthless, what does it have to do with me?
Are you fucking blaming me?

"Should I be lucky too?" Cheng Zhiguo stabbed him again, "You only taught me for a year, otherwise I would have become as badass as Sha Zhu and Xu Damao?"

"Depend on!"

No matter how well-mannered Yan Bugui was, he couldn't help but swear.

Silly Zhu and Xu Damao have something to do with him. It's because they themselves are bad, okay?
He wanted to refute, but seeing that Cheng Zhiguo had already got up and left, he could only curse secretly, swallowing all his anger into his stomach.

This kid had a stupid mouth when he was a child, when did he learn to be so sharp?
It wasn't until a fish was hooked that he looked at Cheng Zhiguo's empty bucket again, and he felt better.

Anyway, you don't catch as much as I do.

But when he looked back at Cheng Zhiguo and the others, he almost vomited blood out of breath.

I saw that Cheng Zhiguo and the others had already had lunch, the blanket was full of food, and a large watermelon was cut out.

The attractive aroma has attracted many people's attention.

Yan Bugui felt his stomach growl, and regretted why he was so close to them. Isn't this purely for guilt?

"Teacher Yan, do you want to try the iced watermelon?"

At that time, there were not many fans, and it was difficult to get them. Cheng Zhiguo made a lot of ice cubes on the top of the mountain in the system, and took out some when he needed them.

In Sijiu City in August, when it was out of the shade, it would be roasted by fire. Although Yan Bugui was wearing a hat, his mouth felt parched. Just now, he didn’t feel anything. He saw the watermelon in Cheng Zhiguo’s hand that was full of sand and dripping water. , couldn't help swallowing.

On weekdays, he would of course refuse.

But at this time, I couldn't bear it.

And it's cheap, don't take advantage of the bastard!

Yan Bugui opened his mouth, and was about to respond, but Cheng Zhiguo put the watermelon back again: "Oh, that's right, you have caught so many fish, how can you value my watermelon?"

Then turned around and ignored him.

Yan Bu was so extravagant that he almost threw the fishing rod over, who are you entertaining here, don't pretend if you don't want to give it.

Holding back his anger, he picked up the bucket and fishing rod and left.

You bastard, who cares about your things.

Seeing Cheng Zhiguo being funny, Zheng Juan gave him a blank look.

Cheng Zhiguo shrugged: "The old guy didn't know who he was after catching a few fish, but he even came to me to show off. If you don't blame him, who else?"

Zheng Juan stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth: "Eat it quickly, just like a child."

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