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

"This..." Ning Xiu frowned, "There is dust in the classroom, which is not good for Miss Shen's health."

"It's just one class." Shen Zhiyi said, "If the problem can be sucked out in one class, what will the teachers here do? They have classes in this environment every day."

Hearing this, Ning Xiu looked at Yan Chenfeng again.

After all, the man is Shen Zhiyi's husband and has a certain right to speak.

however……

"Just listen to her." Yan Chenfeng said calmly, "Please tell the teacher in the next class, let Zhiyi take over the class."

Ning Xiu hesitated to speak, but finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

10 minute later.

Shen Zhiyi took off her coat and stood on the podium.

The children in the classroom were all strangers, and they didn't know Shen Zhiyi. It was a bit strange to see a new teacher standing on the podium.

Until someone in the crowd suddenly called out: "Teacher Shen!"

Shen Zhiyi followed the voice and looked over.

I saw a boy sitting by the window, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a familiar face.

"Mr. Shen, I remember you. You came here a few years ago!" The boy was very surprised to see Shen Zhiyi, "There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave. I still remember this poem!"

Shen Zhiyi finally remembered that this boy was a student in the class back then.

He is a native of Mozhu Village, with good academic performance, and he is among the best in school. Ning Xiu even specially introduced him to her.

"I remember you too." Shen Zhiyi smiled, "When I asked you what you wanted to do in the future, you said you didn't know, have you thought about it now?"

The boy thought that Shen Zhiyi's so-called "remember" was just a casual remark, but he didn't expect to remember their conversation so clearly.

"I want to be a cartoonist." The boy hesitated, "But they said drawing is useless, so let me learn something useful, so..."

So, he hasn't figured it out yet.

Teacher Ning Xiu always told him that it was a pity to learn manga because his grades were so good.

It made him very confused, not knowing what to apply for in the future.

"You only live once." Shen Zhiyi's voice pulled the boy's thoughts back to the present, "Follow your heart, do what you want, and don't leave any regrets."

The boy was slightly startled, "Ms. Shen means..."

"Whether it's a scientist, an entrepreneur, a politician, or a cartoonist."

"Even a small intern in the company has its meaning."

"Teacher Ning Xiu said that painting is 'useless'. I don't agree with it. Maybe it is not as good as other professions in terms of stable income generation, but the happiness it brings to you is unmatched by other professions."

"So, figuring out what you want and working hard for it is the topic I want to talk to you today."

Shen Zhiyi turned around and wrote eight beautiful and powerful words on the blackboard:

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

……

Ning Xiu stood at the back door of the classroom and looked in, her brows were furrowed, and she couldn't help worrying about Shen Zhiyi's body.

Zhou Jinghuai said clearly that Shen Zhiyi was seriously ill and must not be tired.

He thought Yan Chenfeng thought the same way.

Unexpectedly, the man let her go to lecture...

"I just want to make her happy." The man came behind Ning Xiu at some point, looked past her, and looked at Shen Zhiyi on the podium.

The woman was thin, with her hair pinned behind her ears. She rested on the desk with one hand and held chalk with the other hand, writing on the blackboard profusely.

For some reason, he always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

It's like dreaming in a dream...

"I understand your thoughts, but you must not tell Dr. Zhou about this matter." Ning Xiu pursed her lips slightly, "He is very concerned about Miss Shen, let alone let her teach the children, even if it is... ..."

In the middle of speaking, Ning Xiu sensed the low pressure in the air, and quickly swallowed back the words that followed.

What is she talking about!

Zhou Jinghuai cared about Shen Zhi, could it be that Yan Chenfeng didn't care about her?

He is Shen Zhiyi's husband!

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Ning Xiu turned her head and saw who it was, her face turned pale instantly.

"Zhou, Doctor Zhou..."

Zhou Jinghuai walked up to the two of them with a sullen face, and when he saw Shen Zhiyi giving a lecture on the podium, an unknown fire rushed to his forehead.

"Who let her in?"

After Zhou Jinghuai finished asking, the air was quiet for two seconds.

Just when Ning Xiu was about to take responsibility on herself...

"Me." Yan Chenfeng said lightly, "I let her in."

The expected answer made Zhou Jinghuai even more angry.

He took a deep breath and said, "Boss Yan, take a step to speak."

Yan Chenfeng understood what Zhou Jinghuai meant, and walked away while rubbing his shoulder.

The two came to an unoccupied corner.

Zhou Jinghuai no longer restrained himself, grabbed Yan Chenfeng by the collar, and pushed him hard against the wall.

Yan Chenfeng wasn't surprised by Zhou Jinghuai's reaction at all, and stared at him calmly, "Master Zhou wants to use force to solve the problem?"

"I don't want to solve the problem." Zhou Jinghuai gritted his teeth, "I just want to solve you."

He clearly said that Shen Zhiyi will not live long, and now she is like a porcelain doll, there can be no mistakes.

But the man insisted on messing with him, and even made Shen Zhiyi go to class frantically!

In a class of four and 10 minutes, how many words should be spoken and how much dust should be inhaled?

He didn't think about it at all!

"If solving me can make Zhiyi feel better, you can do it." Yan Chenfeng's expression was calm, and Zhou Jinghuai wanted to punch him hard with his calm look.

He thought so, and he did.

The long-term pressure made the man lose the warmth from his body, and his hostility was fully revealed. He raised his fist and punched Yan Chenfeng in the face.

Yan Chenfeng didn't dodge, he actually received the punch, and a bright red liquid leaked from his lips.

"Come again?"

"You think I dare not?"

As soon as Zhou Jinghuai raised his right hand, Ning Xiu hurried over.

"Doctor Zhou, calm down, Doctor Zhou! This matter is my fault, don't blame Mr. Yan..."

"Cun Chief Ning, it's none of your business here." Zhou Jinghuai said coldly.

Ning Xiu was anxious to death.

She didn't know Zhou Jinghuai well, she only knew that he was Shen Zhiyi's friend, and she couldn't inquire about the specific relationship between Yan Chenfeng and Yan Chenfeng.

But this is a school after all, if the two really fight, it will soon reach Shen Zhiyi's ears.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Miss Shen. What would she think if she knew you were fighting here?"

After Ning Xiu finished speaking, Zhou Jinghuai's anger seemed to have been poured with cold water, and he finally calmed down.

He let go of Yan Chenfeng, and said in a deep voice: "I said before, if Zhiyi has something wrong with you, I won't forgive you."

Yan Chenfeng tugged at his wrinkled collar, but didn't speak.

Ning Xiu took Yan Chenfeng to the infirmary, opened the cabinet, and took out a bottle of iodine from inside.

"I knew that Dr. Zhou would be angry. He was too worried about Miss Shen. It's all my fault..."

"I said, this matter has nothing to do with you." Yan Chenfeng interrupted Ning Xiu, took the iodine from her hand, and took care of the wound on his face.

The man's eyes were cold, and when the cotton swab touched the wound, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Mr. Yan, don't blame me for talking too much, we really didn't think carefully about what happened today." Ning Xiu couldn't help but said, "Miss Shen is so seriously ill, what if something goes wrong..."

When Yan Chenfeng heard the words, his sharp eyes swept over.

"Do you think you know her well?"

Ning Xiu was startled by Yan Chenfeng's gaze, she was taken aback for a moment, and quickly shook her head: "No, no, Miss Shen and I only met a few times."

"Then don't say 'inconsiderate'." Yan Chenfeng threw the cotton swab into the trash can, "Zhiyi's parents are support teachers in Mozhu Village, and this land is of great significance to her."

"Yes, I know that..."

"You know, you won't be like Zhou Jinghuai who only cares about her body and doesn't care about what she thinks in her heart." Yan Chenfeng said in a deep voice, "Her soul, her thoughts, also need to be comforted."

"But none of you care."

Yan Chenfeng's remarks left Ning Xiu speechless.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said so much, just pretend you didn't hear what I said just now." Yan Chenfeng put away the hostility in his body, returned the iodine to Ning Xiu, and thanked him again.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Ning Xiu had a very strange feeling.

She always felt that Yan Chenfeng had changed.

Become colder and more angular than before.

Compared with the appearance when they first met, they are completely two people...

……

This time, the other side.

Yun Wu heard that Zhou Jinghuai and Yan Chenfeng were fighting, so she hurried over.

As far as he could see, Zhou Jinghuai was sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed, his left hand holding his glasses, and his right hand pressing between his eyebrows.

Seeing that the man was not injured, Yun Wu frowned: "Did you hit him?"

"Ah."

"Are you crazy?"

"Yes, I was crazy." Zhou Jinghuai opened his eyes, "I went crazy when Yang Yang disappeared, I went crazy when Zhiyi got sick, and I went crazy when Yan Chenfeng lost his memory."

"You know, I hate feeling uncontrollable."

Zhou Jinghuai gathered his well-articulated fingers and exerted force.

He has been pampered since he was a child, with excellent grades, and he is the proud son of heaven in the eyes of others.

Everyone said that he was low-key and introverted, and he handled things with great sense of proportion.

And he also enjoyed the feeling of strategizing.

He studied medicine, worked as Doctors Without Borders, joined MAR...

Every step of life is planned.

But later, he became a mayfly among the celestial bodies, being pushed around by fate like a mischief.

At first, it was Yang Yang who disappeared, and he couldn't find any news of him even after trying his best.

Later Yan Mingyu was depressed, and he almost lost the person he loved the most.

The matter of Shen Zhiyi was the last straw that crushed him.

He desperately wanted to seize the initiative of fate...

However, the emergence of some people and some things kept jumping on his sensitive nerves, making the established route deviate from the track.

"Trying to control everything is a stupid idea." Yun Wu paused, "I thought you should have understood this point."

From the beginning of the establishment of the experimental group full of hope, until now they can only guard a barren hill and wait for a lie that may not exist at all.

Although Zhou Jinghuai bowed his head to fate time and time again.

But still can not face up to this result.

"Maybe like you said, I'm a very stupid person." Zhou Jinghuai evoked a self-deprecating smile, "It's because I think too highly of myself."

Hearing the words, Yun Wu sighed silently.

……

"Okay, students, this class ends here."

Shen Zhiyi put down the chalk, and the boulder in her heart fell heavily with the ringing of the bell after class.

The students were still engrossed in the class just now, and they still had a lot to say.

"Mr. Shen, will you come to teach us again in the future?"

Shen Zhiyi shook his head, "I have other jobs in Beijing, so I just came here temporarily to substitute for the class today."

After the words fell, there were sighs and sighs in the classroom.

Shen Zhiyi made a "quiet" gesture.

"What the teacher told you today, you can go back and think about it over and over again. This is a topic that runs through your life. It is enough for the teacher to talk about it once."

After the words fell, Shen Zhiyi felt a little stuffy in his chest.

She didn't feel uncomfortable because she was too emotional during the lecture just now.

Now, that familiar feeling came again.

"Mr. Shen, what's the matter with you?"

The students had long noticed that Shen Zhiyi was sick, so they quickly moved the chair to the podium and brought her tea and water.

Looking at the eager eyes of the children, Shen Zhiyi only felt that the time perfectly overlapped with a certain fragment in history at this moment.

In a trance, she felt that she had become Mo Jingrou.

"She" in a white dress is sitting on the podium, surrounded by many students.

Among them, the young Ning Xiu handed her a glass of water.

"Teacher Mo, drink some water..."

"Teacher Mo..."

"Teacher Mo?"

Shen Zhiyi came back to her senses and found that Ning Xiu came to her at some point and was looking at her worriedly.

"Miss Shen, are you okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine." Shen Zhiyi smiled and stood up from the chair, "Is the next class starting soon?"

Ning Xiu couldn't wait a long time ago, and hurriedly said: "Mmm, Mr. Yan is waiting for you outside."

Shen Zhiyi said goodbye to the children and walked out of the classroom.

Sure enough, the man was guarding outside.

Seeing her coming out, he walked up to her and helped her put on her coat and scarf.

Shen Zhiyi noticed the injury on his face, and frowned, "What's wrong with your face?"

"Accidentally rubbed."

"You walk with your face?"

"Just treat me as walking with my face."

Yan Chenfeng knew that Shen Zhiyi would definitely be able to guess how the injury on his face came about, so he didn't want to explain too much.

"Shen Feng..." Shen Zhiyi pulled the corner of Layan Shen Feng's clothes.

The man stopped, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you."

"Thank me?"

Shen Zhiyi nodded, "Thank you for standing by my side."

She was able to go back to Black Bamboo Village and teach the children thanks to Yan Chenfeng's support.

Otherwise, she will definitely leave regrets.

Yan Chenfeng pursed his lips slightly, and said, "This is what I should do."

……

Back at the village committee, Shen Zhi noticed that Jiang Xuwan had already made chicken soup.

"Mom can't do anything else, but she is a master at making soup. I learned it from your Uncle Zhou."

Jiang Xuwan brought the chicken soup to Shen Zhiyi as if offering a treasure.

Her dark cuisine is well known.

Later, I found out that even Yan Mingyu knew how to cook, so he refused to admit defeat and came together and learned a lot of ways to cook soup from Zhou Changqing.

Shen Zhiyi took a sip, her eyes widened instantly, "It's delicious."

In fact, her sense of taste has almost disappeared since the disease developed.

The only thing that can be tasted is the smell of Chinese medicine that goes straight to the sky.

But Jiang Xuwan didn't know, and thought that her craftsmanship had really made a qualitative leap.