After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Yan Chenfeng, dressed in black, walked in from the outside.

He bumped into Shen Zhiyi who was holding a broom.

"You..." Shen Zhiyi froze for a moment.

Realizing that the black figure outside the window was Yan Chenfeng, he suddenly got angry and hit him with a broom.

"You scared me to death, I thought there were ghosts outside!"

Yan Chenfeng didn't hide from her beating, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't think about it, if there are ghosts outside, then where did I go?"

Shen Zhiyi clutched her chest that was beating like a drum, and asked, "So what were you doing outside in the middle of the night?"

"The window was leaking, so I went to borrow some paste and paste it again."

Shen Zhiyi never thought that Yan Chenfeng ran out for this.

She put down the broom in her hand and helped Yan Chenfeng take off his coat: "Are you cold? How about moving the electric heater to your side, I'm not very cold."

"I almost got into my clothes when I slept just now, and you still say it's not cold?" Yan Chenfeng ruthlessly exposed her lies, and hugged the little woman by the waist, "Let's stay in a hotel tomorrow night, take your small wooden box, and go over there Crack it well."

Shen Zhiyi did not refuse.

Living here this time was indeed due to her poor consideration.

Black Bamboo Village is located in the deep mountains, so it is already colder than outside, not to mention it is winter now.

If you are not a local, it is difficult to withstand this temperature.

The two returned to bed.

The windows were repainted and it worked.

Shen Zhiyi didn't wake up from the cold again.

Not only did not wake up from the cold, but it was getting hotter and hotter.

Like being next to a big stove.

……

The next morning, when Shen Zhiyi touched the man's head, his face suddenly darkened.

Yan Chenfeng had a fever.

It should have gone out to fix the windows last night, and it blew.

No wonder she felt so warm at night.

It turned out that the man who had a fever was used as a heater.

Shen Zhiyi got off the bed lightly, and helped Yan Chenfeng cover the quilt.

He changed his clothes and walked out of the house.

During the day, Mozhu Village is shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

Shen Zhiyi asked Jin Nan to bring some ingredients from the town, and borrowed two antipyretics from his neighbor.

The neighbor was an aunt who asked gossipingly, "Are you Jingrou's daughter?"

Shen Zhiyi nodded: "Yes."

"Then what about the man who came out to borrow paste last night, is it your husband?"

"Ah."

"He is so kind to you. He ran so far in the middle of the night just to keep you from freezing."

"How far did he run?" Shen Zhiyi asked.

The aunt stretched out her hand and pointed: "Did you see that over there? There is a small mountain bag with a family living in it, and he borrowed it from there."

Shen Zhiyi looked in the direction the Great God pointed, and was stunned.

She also thought that Yan Chenfeng borrowed the paste from his neighbor.

Didn't expect to go so far...

"Your husband is also pretty handsome, right?" The aunt raised her eyebrows, and tucked her hands into her cuffs, "Last night, I didn't see clearly, but I saw that he was tall and had a good figure. Listen Said to be a rich man in the city."

"My little girl is 15 years old this year, and it's time to find someone. Look... is there any suitable one? Help me introduce one?"

Shen Zhiyi thought he had heard wrong.

"Your daughter, 15 years old?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it too early to find a partner at the age of 15?"

"What are you doing early?" The aunt said with an expression of "what do you know?" "In our place, girls can get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Getting married early can help share the pressure on the family, right?"

"Then don't they need to go to school?" Shen Zhiyi couldn't understand, "As far as I know, there is a school in Mozhu Village, and my mother was also a teacher before she died."

The aunt sighed when she heard the words, "Can the school in Mozhu Village be called a school? There are a few tables and chairs in a shed, and the supporting teachers come and go."

"To be honest, your parents were the only ones who cared about the school back then, and went door-to-door to persuade us to send our children to school. Later, they passed away one after another, and this school has no roots."

"Most of the support teachers who came later couldn't stand the harsh environment in Mozhu Village, and left after a few months."

"The little Li who came last also left last month. Now that the school is completely empty, what are we going to do with our children?"

After the aunt finished speaking, she said, "Actually, it's useless to let them study. There won't be a few college students. It's better to farm here."

At this moment.

Jin Nan came from a distance carrying the ingredients.

Shen Zhiyi said: "Thank you for telling me this. My friend is here and I'm going back to cook."

"Okay, okay, come again when you have time."

……

After Shen Zhiyi finished cooking the porridge, what the aunt said was still echoing in her mind.

Before today, she didn't know that the school in the village had been closed.

What about the kids?

Are you really going to give up studying and be stuck in this mountain for the rest of your life?

"Madam, when I came here just now, I met the village chief. He said that the school has been packed, and you can go there anytime."

Shen Zhiyi came back to her senses, "I see."

As he said that, he filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to Jin Nan: "Have you had breakfast? Drink this if you haven't eaten. Don't dislike my cooking skills."

Jin Nan was flattered, and quickly said: "Thank you, madam."

Shen Zhiyi went back to the bedroom, woke up Yan Chenfeng, and fed him the hot porridge.

After the man woke up, he was in the same state as usual, but his face looked a little red, inexplicably... coquettish.

"Where did you borrow the paste yesterday?" Shen Zhiyi raised her eyebrows and asked knowingly.

"Neighbor's house."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"fraud."

Shen Zhiyi snorted, and stuffed the spoon into Yan Chenfeng's mouth: "The neighbor's aunt told me that it's no wonder you don't have a fever after running so far in the middle of the night."

Yan Chenfeng swallowed the porridge, curled his lips into a smile: "I'm already sick, why don't you be gentle with me?"

"If I hadn't been gentle, I would have let you fend for yourself here."

It didn't take long for a big bowl of porridge to bottom out.

Yan Chenfeng didn't know what was going on, as long as it was something made by Shen Zhiyi, it would be very suitable for him.

Even a simple bowl of vegetable porridge is full of charming fireworks.

"In a while, you and Jin Nan will go back to the hotel to rest, and I will go to the school to see."

"I am with you."

"You have a fever, so don't join in the fun, get well soon, it's better than anything else."

Shen Zhiyi stood up.

But the man grabbed his wrist.

"Before you go, don't forget this."

Yan Chenfeng pointed to his reddish face.

Inexplicably a bit like a coquettish child.

Shen Zhiyi understood and kissed him on the cheek.

In the living room, Jin Nan, who was drinking porridge, heard a "pop" and almost choked on the porridge.

He felt the job was too dangerous.

Take a mental toll every day!

……

On the way to school with the village chief, Shen Zhiyi received a video call from Yan Mingyu.

The signal in the mountains is not good, and the picture and sound are stuck.

"Know...mean...let's...get up...eat..."

"Sister, the signal is not good, let's make a voice." Shen Zhiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After hanging up the phone, I sent a few photos over.

In the photo, two little tuanzi are wearing Disney princess and prince clothes, holding Zhou Jinghuai's hand from left to right.

Yang Yang said "Yeah" coldly.

Nuan Nuan grinned her teeth, holding Zhou Jinghuai's arm with both hands, almost hanging on him.

[Your daughter is so young that she can't get enough of handsome guys, her future is limitless! 】

Shen Zhiyi replied with a laughing emoji.

At this moment.

A woman's pleading voice was heard in the distance.

"Sister Yun, the school cannot be demolished, my daughter still has to go to school..."

Shen Zhiyi followed the sound and looked over.

I saw a woman crying and tugging at Yun Xiang's sleeve.

Yun Xiang shakes her off indifferently.

"That woman Mo Jingrou is really harmful. She has been dead for more than ten years, and there are still people who believe her theory that knowledge can change fate?"

"Let me tell you, this school has been demolished, and we still have to use this land to make money!"