Plural Apostles

Qi Lu stared: "Hey! You just abandoned your father?!"

Siegfried pushed his glasses: "Anyway, no one can convince Mom."

Qilu looked a little annoyed.

Luobo glanced at him, stood on tiptoes, grabbed Qilu's chin with both hands, kissed Qilu's lips lightly, then wrapped his hands around Qilu's skirt, and said calmly: "See you on Sunday night, I want to eat pancakes."

"You..." Qi Lu's tightly frowning brows relaxed a little, he sighed, waved his hands with disgust on his face, "Go, go, the children are all around, I don't know how to pay attention."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Leaving the house and walking on the way to his grandparents' house, Siegfried glanced at Luo Bo, who was a little distracted, and his mother frowned slightly. Objectively speaking, compared to the usual calm and expressionless face , so it looks more beautiful and lively.

However, he rarely sees this expression on his mother's face. In his impression, this expression is always related to his grandparents, including the previous time with his father, and his first visit to his grandparents. Before that When I asked myself about related things, I often didn't get any answers...

Now that he understands what happened, he has a mature mind, but Siegfried can only frown like Luo Bo when he thinks about this matter. After all, he is talking about the past. It's a big mistake, let's talk about it now, there is nothing we can do.

That perverted teacher...

"Mom, I have something to go out tomorrow."

"Just be back before dinner."

"Ah."

……

"you are great."

In the office, Luo Bo calmly looked at Ji Zi who was sitting in front of him and smiled, and looked at a paper he had edited on his computer with a little emotion: "With your talent and knowledge, it is true that you are a math teacher in high school." A little condescending..."

Originally, I just felt that the other party's knowledge in science was much better than myself, but the various editorial work in this paper, and the other party's occasional enthusiastic help, made me see another aspect, which surpassed my own background.

After almost a week of intermittent work, this thesis is considered complete, and the rest is the finishing work of checking for omissions and filling in vacancies.

"With Senior Luo Bo's ability, it's a shame to be a Chinese teacher here, isn't it?" Ji Zi said with a smile, "Senior Luo Bo, you really care about your son."

"He will always be my pride."

Lobo tapped the keyboard, re-edited the paper, and said calmly at the same time: "This paper is published under our common name, and your name is placed first."

"I don't care about that." Ji Zi leaned over to look at the writing of the thesis on the screen, "It's not a problem for you to post it in your own name..."

"My father taught me a real character, and I dare not forget it so far. It's fine to be inferior to others in what kind of level to do what kind of things, but you can't be ashamed." Luo Bo showed a little nostalgic expression on his face, "If you use my If the name is sent out, my father will definitely be furious and ask me to apologize and admit my mistake."

Ji Zi sat back on his seat, took the peanut beside him and peeled it with a click, and said with a smile: "When I was playing chess with Mr. Luohe recently, I heard him mention you."

"A worthless daughter."

Luo Bo tapped the keyboard and answered a sentence, obviously knowing her father very well, she said calmly: "I have indeed failed my father's expectations."

"Actually..." Ji Zi showed a probing gaze, with curiosity in his tone and some room for concession, "Can you tell me? Maybe I can give you some ideas."

"Family matters." Luo Bo shook his head, not intending to go into details, "The mistakes made by ignorance when I was young, although they can be redeemed now, but they are not mistakes, Ji Zi, you should not interfere."

Ji Zi smiled and nodded, with a vague tone: "Is that so..."

When I was at my grandfather's house at night, Siegfried who was reading a book pushed up his glasses.

"That little girl who is very good at playing chess...I didn't expect to have such a great ability." Luo He nodded while holding the paper, and his tone was full of approval, "Not bad, not bad, she is a good young man, better than you too much."

Luo Bo nodded calmly: "Well, it is indeed much better than me. I am a little surprised why she is a teacher in high school."

"Didn't you go to high school to be a teacher in order to take care of Xiao Fei? Don't delve too much into other people's private affairs." Luo He flipped through the papers, and clearly saw which parts were written by his daughter, and which parts had With Ji Zi's help, "It's not small, it's amazing...Maybe I won't have to play chess with her tomorrow, and it's good to discuss academic issues with her."

Listening to grandpa and mother, Siegfried frowned at the obvious words of praise from the perverted teacher: "Grandpa, does Teacher Jizi often come to play chess with you?"

"That's right, I haven't won against her until now. I'm really a capable person. Although I always dress up in such a way that my old man's eyes are dazzled, people nowadays rarely wear such bright clothes. You are much better than Xiao Bo, hahahaha."

Qin Su, who came out of the kitchen, heard the discussion and interjected casually: "Is Jizi? She is indeed very capable. I met her when I was shopping for vegetables yesterday. She is a good housekeeper. But when talking, She mentioned that she is not married yet, so she probably looks down on the people around her."

Siegfried frowned unstoppably. As he expected, the topic tonight naturally revolved around that perverted teacher. My mother praised a few words, my grandfather praised a few words, and my grandma praised a few more words. When talking about a person's image, there are endless praise words: rich knowledge, honesty, helpfulness, superb chess skills, housekeeping...

This is completely different from his impression of Jizi: a stalker, a criminal with unknown purpose, a pervert...

Maybe we should also add the vague reverie left by that spring dream?

The conflict between self and reality, Siegfried once again understood a certain lesson his mother taught him, he sighed, and slowly put a chess piece on the board.

"Xiao Fei, do you have something on your mind?" Luo He put down a chess piece, expanding the advantage of the chessboard situation again, the old man focused his eyes on the chessboard, but he was talking about the player, "Thinking is disturbed, the chess moves are wrong... ...what are you worrying about and wondering about?"

Of course, it is impossible to say something about a perverted teacher. Siegfried still has some doubts and concerns. People who have always had a brighter vision than themselves have always praised the perverted teacher. After committing an obscene crime against himself, how can that guy face his family with ease?

Genius neuropathy crazy teacher?

Or a master of disguise?

Tricky in every sense of the word...

"I'm thinking about where to go to university after graduating from high school, and what to do in the future." Siegfried didn't lie and brought up a topic. He did think about this at ordinary times, "I feel like I can do a lot of things, but I also feel like I don’t know what to do.”

"Since you feel that you can do a lot of things, all you need is the determination to do something... Do you want to study further and become a professional scholar?" Luo He laid down the chess pieces, and gradually pushed Siegfried into a near-death situation. On the one hand, my old bones can still give you some help, but you still have to talk about your own thoughts."

Siegfried held the chess piece, looked at the situation on the chessboard hesitantly, and slowly pressed the chess piece: "Thoughts... I feel that being a scholar is too hard. Maybe it's because my mother has been pushing me so hard these years. Now reading a book There is a slight sense of boredom, although hobbies can be cultivated, but I don’t really want to take this path.”

Luo He nodded calmly, and continued to talk: "Then what do you think you are interested in?"

"I want to inherit my father's business career, and I also want to be a teacher like my mother. I am interested in these two aspects, but in terms of business, I am not good at dealing with people. I also feel that there are some shortcomings in being a teacher. Not very good... or my mother is right, no matter what you want to do, you have to keep learning something."