Our whole class has traveled through time

"You're procrastinating, come in quickly."

The old man said to Qian Xiaoxiao, then ignored the surprised looks of the group of people, walked into the main room alone and sat down on a chair.

The classmates and Guan Miao stepped forward to surround Qian Xiaoxiao.

"Teacher, who is he?"

"Xiaoxiao, you weren't bullied, were you?"

"It's okay, let's go..." Qian Xiaoxiao pointed to the kitchen.

So a lot of people headed towards the kitchen.

Qian Xiaoxiao whispered this and that to everyone.

"Okay, let's disperse. Those who need to wash their faces should go and wash their faces. I'll serve the porridge for breakfast." Qian Xiaoxiao cooked the porridge before going out.

Qian Xiaoxiao didn't tell everyone what the old man knew about their family. She was afraid that everyone would be scared if they found out.

After everyone dispersed, she grabbed Guan Miao and told only Guan Miao.

He is the grown man here, and if anything really happens, he has to come.

Qian Xiaoxiao was serving porridge alone in the kitchen.

"I know how that old man knew where you lived."

"Hmm, tell me." This was Qian Xiaoxiao's first reaction.

Qian's little hands were shaking when he reacted. He was holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other.

"Why are you here again?"

"You haven't adapted to my existence yet?"

"What do you want?"

"You don't want me to show up?"

"I don't believe you. Where are you? Let me take a look."

"You can't see me, you can only feel me, just like you are now, and you can hear me."

Qian Xiaoxiao put down the bowl and spoon in his hand and looked around the kitchen.

"Then where did you tell me that?"

"In your consciousness."

Qian Xiaoxiao cautiously came to the kitchen door and looked out.

"Don't worry, no one can hear me. Only you can hear me. You don't need to speak. You can communicate with me in your mind."

"Are you a ghost?"

"You are the ghost, and your whole family is a ghost."

Qian Xiaoxiao slowly relaxed, and she could only accept the existence of this 'Jie Xian'.

She felt that if she didn't have hallucinations caused by neurosis.

"Accepted?"

"Huh? You can even feel my feelings?" Qian Xiaoxiao asked.

"Well, yes. Please ask Miss Qian to restrain herself in the future."

"Fuck."

"Ahem, that old man I just mentioned..."

"He, you and your friends told people on the street that day that there were dozens of students in your home, and then the old man followed you. As for what he wanted to do, I don't know, and I am not omnipotent. .I’m leaving, I still want to sleep.”

"Hey, hey." Qian Xiaoxiao called her in a low voice, but there was no response.

"Uh, forget it, forget it, there are still dozens of mouths waiting for dinner."

Then Qian Xiaoxiao stood at the door of the kitchen with a spoon in his hand and shouted: "Let's eat. Come and serve the bowl yourself."

Qian Xiaoxiao did not forget the old man. She brought him a bowl of porridge and three steamed buns.

The old man didn't dislike it. He picked up the porridge and drank most of the bowl. He picked up the steamed buns and finished it in a few licks.

Qian Xiaoxiao: Tsk tsk tsk tsk...

How long had it been since she had eaten? Looking at the food, there were grains of rice hanging on her beard. Qian Xiaoxiao shook her head. She felt that if she continued to look at it, she would not be able to eat.

"Okay, breakfast is over. We all have clothes to wash and wash them in the courtyard. I can't write well right now, so don't worry. I'll go out and find a gentleman to come back and teach you. You can move around freely."

After eating, the old man lay down on the deck chair in the yard, stroking his beard with one hand and touching his belly with the other, smiling as he watched his classmates play around.

"Uncle, I'm going out in a minute and I'll take you to see the doctor."

"Ah, no need. I feel fine now, but it may start to hurt again when I walk, so I'd better not move any more."

"What?"

Qian Xiaoxiao couldn't believe her ears. Although she knew that he did it on purpose and was not injured, she thought that at most she would be blackmailed for some money, but she never thought that he would stay.

"What? Do you have any objections? Ouch, it hurts so much. My waist hurts so much. I can't move now, and you still let me walk."

As he spoke, he touched his butt with his hand again.

Qian Xiaoxiao walked over, grabbed his hand and put it on his waist: "This is the waist."

"Ouch, my waist bones, my tail bones, and my butt hurt so much. Am I going to become a paralysis?"

This old man is completely shameless. With so many people surrounding him, he still acts vigorously.

One boy who didn't know the reason said, "Teacher, do you want one of us to carry him to the doctor?"

Qian Xiaoxiao and Guan Miao looked at each other and nodded.

"Then if you can't move, I'll find someone to carry you. If that doesn't work, then carry this chair with you? By the way, it seems like you can also bring the doctor to your house."

Qian Xiaoxiao had forgotten that doctors could visit here.

"Ouch, ouch, it's not good. I feel like it hurts more and more when I get angry. Don't stay around me. I can't breathe."

The old man waved to everyone and told them to disperse.

"You guys go and play, there's nothing wrong here."

Everyone looked back three times step by step.

Only Qian Xiaoxiao and Guan Miao were left.

"Old man, tell me, what do you want to do?" Qian Xiaoxiao approached the old man and asked softly.

"Whoops, whoops."

Guan Miao pinched her ten fingers and made a "click" sound.

When the old man looked at Guan Miao, he immediately sat up straight and said, "I just heard you said you wanted to go out to find Mr., I can do that."

"you?"

Qian Xiaoxiao was very suspicious.

"Don't believe me? Bring me a pen."

Qian Xiaoxiao glanced at Guan Miao.

Guan Miao went to put the children's calligraphy tools on the dining table.

"Let's go, this one with backache... we'll finish writing."

The old man stroked his beard and stood up and walked to the dining table.

"Grind the ink." Looking at Qian Xiaoxiao.

"Huh, I haven't even started writing yet. I'm putting on more airs than anyone else. Old sir, please don't make yourself look bad."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the old man taking up his pen and dancing on the paper.

"All faith balls?"

The old man dropped his pen and said, "It's all just a letter ball. Take a look again."

Qian Xiaoxiao looked left and right and saw 'all faith balls', which made her suspect that all the books she had read for more than ten years were in vain.

"Brother Guan."

"I think so too."

The old man sat back on the recliner leisurely.

"Take it and go out and ask, just in time to evaluate whether I can teach the children." He closed his eyes.

Qian Xiaoxiao was a little confused now.

"Ask? Who should I ask?"

"Chen Sheng."

They both answered in unison.