Today is Jing Ruhua's first class time for Wuyou. Li Rujia's class is in the afternoon, and Jing Ruhua's class is arranged in the evening.

"Sister Weiliang, do you want me to do my homework?" Wuyou lay on the desk, looking pitifully at Jing Ruhua, homework is so scary.

"What does Wuyou want to learn?" Jing Ruhua didn't answer her directly, but asked her.

"I want to fly, Sister Weiliang, take me to fly." Wuyou stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, opened his arms, and looked at the sky.

Jing Ruhua looked at this ten-year-old child, a dysfunctional family, and an abnormal childhood. Her heart was pure but fragile.

"If you want to fly, you have to grow wings first." Jing Ruhua stood next to Wuyou, looking down at the capital, the traffic was busy, the lights were bright, and the person seemed so insignificant.

"Well, I will." Wuyou turned her head and looked at Sister Weiliang beside her. The lights were bright, and Sister Weiliang's profile was so sharp and brought hope to her. This scene was enough for her to remember for a lifetime.

"Let's go to class." Jing Ruhua patted her head, walked to the desk, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from her bag, laid it down, rubbed the ink, dipped the ink, picked up the pen, and wrote Luo Wuyou on the paper. name.

"Sister Weiliang, do you want to teach me how to write calligraphy?" Wuyou looked at it curiously. Although he couldn't read calligraphy, he just thought that this character looked really good, even better than the ones in TV dramas.

"Teach you how to be a human being." Jing Ruhua put down the pen, looked at her and said seriously.

"Worriless, people are selfish, remember, only you can love yourself."

"Sister Weiliang, I don't like him." Wuyou said sullenly. "Sometimes he comes back very late, and my mother sits all night long and doesn't come home for several days. I eavesdrop on my mother's phone call with him, and my mother is still crying. He has another woman outside. Sister Wei Liang I don't want to be here anymore."

Jing Ruhua looked at Wuyou with her head down, her fingers twisted together, and she didn't know what to say for a while, as an outsider, it's not easy for her to point fingers at the matter between the child and the parents.

"Just get rid of the ones you don't like." Jing Ruhua added.

"How to get rid of it?" Luo Wuyou looked up.

"Kill him, or let him disappear from your sight forever." Jing Ruhua narrowed his eyes, and paused the hand stroking her hair.

"I see." Wuyou nodded.

Luo Wuyou learned the principles of life from Jing Ruhua, and this was also a turning point that changed her destiny.

Next, Jing Ruhua sat down with a textbook and began to speak. English Jing Ruhua looked at it, and said with worry-free and expectant eyes, "You don't need to learn this, I can speak English with you, and you will understand naturally." The environment has been around for a long time, and the language will naturally be mastered. This is also the experience that Jing Ruhua gained from traveling around the world.

"What about this one?" Wuyou said, pointing to the history book.

"Take it as a story at night." Since Jing Ruhua's class is arranged at night, Jing Ruhua can stay at Wuyou's home at night. This is what Wuyou begged for a long time before Luo Xiao persuaded Jing Ruhua for a long time , It's really not safe for a girl to go home at night.

"What about this?" Wuyou looked at the junior high school geography book. Since Wuyou never went to school, the knowledge was taught by Luo Xiao, and what he learned was also very messy. Textbooks are available for purchase.

"You'll know when you go out and see more." Jing Ruhua patted Wuyou's head.

"What about this one?" Wuyou looked at the political book.

"You won't be an official." Jing Ruhua smiled and shook her head.

"What about the Chinese language? You must memorize it." Following Jing Ruhua's denial, Wuyou's smile grew bigger and bigger. It's great that I don't have to learn so many things.

"Listen, let me explain." Jing Ruhua picked up her textbook, which was an essay in classical Chinese about Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin.

"Jing Ke is indecisive, looking at a group of upright gentlemen, he is actually a villain, and the King of Qin didn't even know he was a political victim." Jing Ruhua said.

"Sister Weiliang, why? The information says he is a hero." Wuyou asked.

"Is King Qin's side so easy to approach? You are too young, history always deceives future generations." Jing Ruhua smiled lightly.

Wuyou looked at her half understanding.

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