Black-bellied young handsome and sick husband

When Chunya saw these two people, she was obviously taken aback. "What are you doing here?"

"Missy ordered us to deliver food to young master." Bean Sprout placed the dim sum in the food box on the table one by one, the colorful dim sum list looked very appetizing.

"Miss has a heart." Chun Ya nodded politely.

Lu Linghao is a child at heart. Seeing so many delicious food, he ran over and reached out to take it, but before his hand touched the snack, he was hit by a ruler firmly. He grinned in pain and immediately withdrew his hand.

It was only then that Zhou Yan noticed an old man standing beside the stone table. The old man adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and retracted his ruler.

The dozen spring buds obviously felt distressed, but they just changed color, but they didn't say anything.

"My God." The foreign gentleman next to him was stunned. "Why did you beat such a small child?"

Hearing what he said, the old man's expression changed. "I'm teaching students, and it's not my turn to be in charge of a foreigner."

"I am also his teacher, and I have the right to educate him. It is wrong for you to beat a child like this." The foreigner said in jerky Chinese.

Looking at him like this, Zhou Yan couldn't help but laugh.It’s been so many years, I didn’t expect him to be so sincere. I remember that many years ago, when David Wang followed Mr. Smith, he always looked timid and often held a book in his arms. I still remember that once everyone played hide-and-seek together. Everyone forgot that there was such a person, and Smith found him in the straw pile after searching for a day and a night.Yuxi team organizes, please pay attention.

Looking at him now, he still has the same appearance as before, I am afraid that he only has that sincere and stubborn temperament, which has not changed.

"It's called not being successful, what do you know as a foreigner." The old man was obviously not happy, with a serious face.

"I don't understand your Chinese rules, but it's wrong to hit someone, and as a teacher, you shouldn't do it." David Wang said frankly.

"The students I've taught all my life have come here like this, and it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks." The old man's face was completely darkened, and he has always been the most unaccustomed to foreigners.

"I didn't count to three and four with you, it's a matter of principle." David Wang didn't give in at all.

"You mean that I have no principles!" The old man pointed at his nose, obviously very angry.

"You said it yourself." Wang Dawei's ability to irritate people can also be said to be at its peak.

The more Zhou Yan watched from the side, the more people couldn't help but want to laugh. When these two met, it was a battle between China and the West, and it could be lively.

"You two gentlemen, don't quarrel over such trivial matters." Third Aunt Tai Chunya tried to ease the situation.

"This is a matter of principle." David Wang didn't mean to compromise at all.

"Third Aunt, the old man is here to teach, not to fight with foreigners." Seeing that she has always been self-reliant, how can she continue to quarrel with him.

"Those things in your China are all old-fashioned. If you pass them on to future generations, you will only miss the next generation." David Wang said confidently.

"It's unreasonable." When the old man heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Zhou Yan was not happy after hearing this. Even though he knew that Wang Dawei said these words unintentionally, this kind of prejudice from the bottom of his heart was obvious. "I don't agree with what you said."

"Who are you?" Wang Dawei looked at the young man beside him. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"I'm just an ordinary family member. Fortunately, I went to school for a few days. The Chinese culture is extensive and profound. It is the wealth accumulated by our ancestors for generations. How can the philosophy and truth be understood overnight? It's like red wine. , only the longer the time, the more mellow it will be. You say these things are outdated, but you can only say that you have not tasted the beauty, so little knowledge, how can you call yourself a teacher here?" Zhou Yan's words made Wang Dawei's eyes widen Well, he never thought that he would be criticized by a servant, and he was highly educated anyway, so how could he hold his face.

"You are a servant, what do you know? my country's education is the highest." David Wang couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Really? If I'm not wrong, your teacher should be Professor Smith." Zhou Yan said.

"How do you know?" David Wang was a little surprised.

"I still remember that when Professor Smith was as defiant as you, he went to provoke Sun Chongde, but he returned in a disastrous defeat." Zhou Yan said unhurriedly.

David Wang's face became even uglier. "Who the hell are you and how do you know this?"

"I forgot to tell you, my teacher Sun Chongde, I was also fortunate to participate in that incident back then, but unfortunately I was young at the time and didn't hear the beauty of it." Zhou Yan looked at his surprised expression and hooked the corners of his mouth. David Wang didn't come to the scene for some reason, so naturally he wouldn't know about him. "If my guess is correct, the picture written by Sun Chongde should still hang in the hall of Professor Smith's house."

"You! You!" Wang Dawei had nothing to say for a while. This incident caused a sensation in the literary circles of the two countries at that time, but not many people knew about the fact that "a hundred schools of thought lead to harmony in the world".He understood that the young man in front of him must have been there at the time to say such a thing.

"There's nothing you don't want. I just want to tell you that culture has no borders. The Chinese have the advantages of the Chinese, and the West has the advantages of the West. It's the best choice to take what you need." Zhou Yan said slowly .

"Your teacher is Sun Chongde?" The old man beside him was shocked.

"Yes." Zhou Yan nodded.

The old man was silent for a while, then smiled in relief. "It's ridiculous that I have spent my whole life, but I haven't been able to answer the level of Sun Chongde. You are a child with a yellow mouth, but I am also so enlightened. Forget it, I have no face to stay here anymore." He waved his hand and was about to leave.

"Sir." Zhou Yan called from behind.

The old man's back stiffened, and he turned around slowly. "Boy, I don't know that I haven't had the opportunity to meet Mr. Sun Chongde in my lifetime."

"If the teacher comes over, I will introduce it for you." Zhou Yan lowered his eyes and nodded politely.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and finally walked out the door.

"Sir, don't you teach Hao'er how to learn?" Chunya was anxious when she saw that he was leaving.

The old man waved his hand helplessly. "Forget it, I'm afraid I don't have the qualifications." After speaking, he disappeared at the door.

"Why did he leave?" David Wang looked puzzled.

"You let him stay here with no face." Zhou Yan took a deep look at him, even though he knew that his appearance outside of this situation was definitely not an act, he was still very upset.

"The face of an old scholar is thin." Wang Dawei couldn't understand.

Zhou Yan just smiled faintly, looking at the direction where the old man disappeared, as if he was talking to himself. "His arrogance, you will never understand."