Reborn in 70, I became a thorn in Brother Zha’s mouth

In the following days, Ye Ziyu became busy.

Not only did she get the books for the next semester, she also got all the books for the sophomore year.

The same is true for Qiao Ling.

This time, Mr. Qiao did not treat her differently, and his requirements for Qiao Ling were just like those of Ye Ziyu.

Zi Ziyu comes to Qiao's house every morning for tutoring, and then rides home in the evening.

Ye Ziyu discovered that Mr. Qiao did not start explaining in the order of the book like a university teacher would.

He practiced directly with it like a construction project, which required both Ye Ziyu and Qiao Ling to have the ability to get started quickly.

And if there were things they didn’t understand, Mr. Qiao would explain some of them, and some parts required them to read quickly to find the answers.

Ye Ziyu and Qiao Ling were like sponges falling into the sea, trying to absorb it.

After today's class ended, Mr. Qiao said: "That's it for today. You won't have to come tomorrow. The Chinese New Year will be celebrated in two days."

Qiao Ling and Ye Ziyu both looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Mr. Qiao also felt very fulfilled during this period, although he was a little tired.

But teaching two children made him feel much younger. Qiao Ling was talented and could be said to be spiritual. This should be up to him.

Ziyu is very smart. It seems that compared to the past, this girl's brain is much smarter, especially her memory. If he said it once, the girl will remember everything.

He had tutored this child in the past, but at that time the girl was not so good.

How strange!

When Ye Ziyu saw Mr. Qiao looking at him like this, he asked, "Grandpa Qiao, what's the matter?"

Mr. Qiao retracted his thoughts and warned: "It's the Chinese New Year, so don't forget to study. After the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, you can come here again for classes. Don't forget to draw when you go home. If you don't practice for a long time, it will be easy for you to become crafty."

Ye Ziyu nodded, "Okay, Grandpa Qiao."

After Ye Ziyu said goodbye, he rode home.

Sioux City, inside the prison.

A tall, middle-aged man about 50 years old with a shaved head slowly walked out.

"Let's go, we have to start a new life from now on."

The middle-aged man nodded and bowed to the guard, "Yeah, I will, thank you very much."

The man's flattering appearance is really inconsistent with his external image.

The middle-aged man is none other than Wang Qi.

The prison door opened, and Wang Qi slowly walked out of the prison.

Wang Qi raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, which shone directly on his face.

The long-awaited freedom.

At this time, a man's voice sounded, "Wang Qi, this way."

Wang Qi looked over and shouted with some uncertainty: "Brother Feng?"

Feng Shuang walked over quickly, "Let's get in the car first."

Feng Shuang took a big risk if he dared to appear here.

After all, his identity cannot be checked.

Wang Qi did not hesitate and got into the car with great agility.

Masan drove quickly and left the prison quickly.

In the car, Wang Qi asked: "Brother Feng, how did you know I was coming out today?"

When Feng Shuang saw this, he immediately laughed out loud and rubbed his hands at him, "With this, what news can't be found out?"

Wang Qi did not continue to ask.

He looked out the car window, wanting to see the changes outside over the years.

When he went in, he was only 26 years old, still so young. Now, he has white hair on his temples.

He spent half of his life in prison.

Feng Shuang looked at Wang Qi's silent look, thought for a while, and finally said, "I saw a girl."

Wang Qi didn't pay attention, "What girl, is there anything strange about her?"

Feng Shuang replied: "That girl is very similar to the woman back then."

Wang Qi's body stiffened for a moment, and then he replied nonchalantly: "So what? This doesn't mean anything?"

"Are you not curious at all?"

Wang Qi looked out the window, "If you're not curious, it has nothing to do with me."

Feng Shuang: "That woman later became pregnant. She was rejected by her husband's family and became mentally disturbed. I suspected... I suspected that it was your child."

Wang Qi suddenly turned his head and stared at Feng Shuang with his sharp eyes, "What did you say?"

Feng Shuang is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business. He said so many things because he was a friend of many years and only reminded him.

"We found the wrong person back then. That woman was the person's twin sister. After she was taken back, the person went crazy. Not long after, the person became pregnant."

Wang Qi clenched his hands tightly and asked stiffly: "Where is the child?"

Feng Shuang sighed, "The child was born, but the woman died in childbirth."

Wang Qi: "It doesn't matter if you die, it will be over."

Feng Shuang sighed, "That girl looks a lot like her mother, but I can't tell she looks like you."

Wang Qi's body froze, and he was not sure.

There was a sudden silence in the car.

Although Ma San was confused, he had a guess in his mind when he heard what Master Feng said about girls.

Maybe it's that dead girl.

Masan wanted to continue listening, but Master Feng stopped talking.

He looked at the man named Wang Qi through the rearview mirror.

He looked not much older than himself, so why was Master Feng so polite to him.

Masan thought that Wang Qi had noticed it long ago by looking at him calmly.

His sharp eyes stared at Masan's back, causing Masan to tense up immediately and make no other movements.

Masan didn't dare to have other thoughts and started to concentrate on driving.

The car soon entered the suburbs, where there were bungalows.

Therefore, as soon as such a small car comes in, it attracts attention.

However, this car has appeared here frequently recently, and many people don't pay much attention to it.

Wang Qi was sitting in the car, already feeling the looks of people around him.

The car drove into the yard and parked. Wang Qi and Feng Shuang opened the door and walked out.

"Wang Qi, come in and sit down. This is my temporary residence."

Feng Shuang was not polite at all and directly brought Wang Qi to this house.

This is his temporary residence in Sioux City. He has five places like this.

Cunning rabbits have three caves. People in their profession must be secretive.

After the two sat down, Masan withdrew.

Ma San had completely stopped thinking now and did not dare to continue to look at Wang Qi. After all, this man's sense of oppression was too strong.

Wang Qi is now completely different from what he was like when he was in prison, and now he is even more sharp.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing now?"

Feng Shuang smiled and said, "Let's stick to our old profession. What else can we do?"

When Wang Qi heard what Feng Shuang said, he knew what kind of business he was in. "Brother Feng, you only know the good things outside after you come out. Otherwise, you should stop."

Feng Shuang patted his forehead, "It's not easy to stop. There are so many brothers below."