Her father is a teacher

"I happily walked all the way to the high school, and you just told me about it?"

Wang Yan frowned and smiled strangely, unable to understand what Yan Changshuo was doing.

Yan Changshuo was unmoved by her accusation, and just wanted to ask: "Have you ever gone to see her?"

"Yes." Wang Yan gave him an affirmative answer, "So what? It's been so many years, and now I'm bringing it up again."

After confirming that it was true, Yan Changshuo opened and closed his mouth again and again, and his breath became thicker and thicker with this opening and closing. "Wang Yan, can you," he stopped forcefully, and the anger made him continue to accuse, "Can you stop being so childish!"

Wang Yan's far-fetched smile fell, and she asked him calmly: "What do you mean? Didn't you do this before? How come you are naive to me." She just said a few words and slapped him Well, her slap wasn't harsh, and it wasn't her who was looking for her.

"Can you not mention it," Yan Changshuo said in a firm tone, "I think it's inappropriate now that I'm mature."

Upon hearing this answer, Wang Yan sneered: "Is it wrong? Is this something that makes you feel wrong, or is it the object of this thing that makes you feel wrong?"

"Wang Yan, you..."

"It seems that I did the right thing. You are interested in that Zheng Nianchu, you two, Lang Youqing concubine!"

Yan Changshuo, who thinks he is much more mature, just can't listen to this kind of cynicism that involves the affection of his children. "I said Wang Yan, if you can't speak well, just shut up and calm down, okay?" She seemed to have a discussion, "If it doesn't work, let's break up quickly, and don't let your young lady take your temper on me." .”

The wind shook the leaves of the ginkgo tree, and also stirred up her curly hair and blown it into a mess.Wang Yan watched Yan Changshuo's back getting farther and farther away, and she was so angry that a little sweat broke out from the tip of her nose, and her nails left deep marks on her palms.She listened to the call and walked around the long courtyard wall full of sweetness, but she didn't expect such a topic to be waiting for her.

But the angry heart was still jealous, afraid of Yan Changshuo's attitude towards him.She didn't want to break up, let alone break up with Yan Changshuo.It was a complicated relationship mixed with a sense of responsibility. She always felt that falling in love with Yan Changshuo was something she should do, so their family didn't say much after they knew about it.

Zheng Nianchu and Lin Sheng left school together as usual, they left around the corner, and Zheng Nianchu started walking home in ten or ten minutes.

Father was still worried, even though he knew he couldn't escape, he still had this thought in his heart.What if, what if... It was this kind of thinking that mixed with his rationality to torture him, making him fearful in the slightest hope, so nervous that he couldn't sleep all night, and even a little bit in a trance.

Wei Shang came once or twice to deal with the property division of their divorce, and it was done very quickly, and it seemed that he took some cash with him.Zheng Nianchu noticed that his bag was bulging.

You Min has been confirming with him whether the money can be kept, she needs money to raise Zheng Nianchu.Wei Shang said vaguely: "If you are raising Nianchu, you can rest assured."

Finally, the day has come.

On Friday morning, the sirens of police cars sounded from the street outside the gates, and students flocked to the corridors to peer out.Not long after, the loud voice rang again from the school gate.

Later, they heard police cars in the distance, as if these rusty things were pulled out for a run that day, so as not to let them get moldy or rusty.

If Zheng Nianchu felt something, he sat in his seat and didn't move.The students lost their fun and gradually returned to the classroom to hang around.Lin Sheng came in from the outside, went straight to her table, and said to her, "Come to my house at noon."

Zheng Nianchu nodded slightly with a blank face.

Arriving at Lin Sheng's house at noon, the grandfather who was watching TV hurriedly said that he missed her, and asked why she hadn't come for several days. "It's the same as those two from your aunt's house, they don't remember me at all." They were talking about Sanyue and Jiayue sisters.

In the past few days, she tried her best to be by her father's side and accompany him as much as possible, although she found that Zheng Feng might not notice it at all. The autumn of the middle-aged.

"No, it's something." She explained palely.

With such a powerless explanation, Grandpa was relieved to hear it. "Then you will live in this house from now on. Huh?"

Just as Lin Sheng opened the bedroom door, Zheng Nianchu followed, walking through the living room while talking to grandpa.Grandpa let go of the TV to look at her, and she turned her head to meet Grandpa's gaze when she replied.

Now, after grandpa said this, she didn't know what to do.Grandpa just said that he wanted her to live here.

Is it polite?It should be a polite remark. This kind of thing is too impossible. She and this family may have some old friends, but they are definitely not close relatives.In the past ten years of her life, she had never heard of this family, nor had they met.When they came to Huaihai City, she and Lin Sheng were so close to this family, and her father didn't even say to visit.

Her family is not close to this family.

Lin Sheng's mother would not agree, she is the most rational existence in this often emotional, always literary family.Let her come to live in this house, it is so ridiculous that I dare not even think about it.

But, grandpa said so, is there any possibility...

Is this thing true?

She was so eager, longing for Lin Sheng to come into the room and look back at her, but she couldn't take this step, voluntarily leave the conversation with grandpa, and couldn't give up this life-saving polite sentence.

"What's wrong?" Lin Sheng asked normally.

What can she say, she doesn't want to leave at all in this sentence, like a rascal!She despises herself, but no matter how much she despises, it is difficult to respond correctly.

The sound insulation in the kitchen was not good, Fu Huaining heard their conversation and came out with a shovel in his hand. "Did your Uncle Lin tell you?"

Zheng Nianchu was stunned, puzzled and did not speak.

Fu Huaining was a little impatient, and looked back, there was still a big fire on the natural gas stove.Turning to her, she said, "Your father has been arrested. We don't trust you to stay with your aunt. You can stay with us in the future."

She didn't use any tone of discussion. After the notification, she went back to the kitchen, closed the door, and ran into the living room to block the oily fume.Zheng Nianchu had never thought of this before, but at this moment he suddenly felt that it was also to isolate her.

Happily not being surprised, Fu Huaining's attitude made her despise her rascal even more.She is unhappy, but full of security.A turbulent heart put down cheekily and landed.

"Didn't you say that you learned a lot of dishes from the recipes?" Lin Sheng didn't show her attitude towards this matter, but just asked.

This reminded her, Zheng Nianchu's eyes lit up.Lin Sheng really understood her.She doesn't need a word of welcome, because she also knows Lin Sheng, and she welcomes herself very much.This is not a small matter, and the auntie showed a faint reluctance, which showed that Teacher Lin agreed, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a result just relying on Lin Sheng.What she wants to do most now is to try her best to appease her aunt's reluctance.

Pushed by Lin Sheng, she came to the kitchen, and she even knocked on the door cautiously.

Lin Sheng smiled all over his face like a salesman: "Mom, Nianchu can cook, let her help you."

Fu Huaining didn't even turn his head, and the wooden shovel under his hand was flying, making Zheng Nianchu lower his head gradually.She quietly touched Lin Sheng's arm with her left hand, silently talking about retreating.Fu Huaining turned around suddenly, and caught a glimpse of the uneasiness in her drooping eyes, which was also reflected in the spinning of her hair.

"Don't get in the way, you two, get out, the oil fumes will run into the living room and choke your grandpa."

Lin Sheng took Nian Chu's hand, interlocking his fingers, and brought him back to his hut.

Fu Huaining turned around again, looking at Zheng Nianchu's disappointed back, she was engulfed by sensibility from somewhere.

When she was receiving tutoring here last year, she still couldn't cook like Lin Sheng.Why did you study in the later days?Stepmom's neglect?Who taught her?Is it self-taught?How many times have you been cut by a knife in a dish-by-dish experiment?How many times have you been splashed with hot oil?One question after another hovered over her head, and each answer was enough to make her cry.

This child was pushed by Lin Sheng, his eyes must have been timid and brave, with the light of hope shining in the black pupils, it must make one's heart soften.

But she couldn't help herself.

"Huaining!" Grandpa yelled in the living room, "The food is mushy!"