Her father is a teacher

Zheng Nianchu thought, she couldn't get rid of this person.

All the interesting things she encountered in this brand new environment were related to Lin Sheng.The gentle and kind teacher Lin, Lin Sheng's mother who made her timid but wanted to get in touch with her, and all kinds of delicious food introduced by Lin Sheng.

The owner of the bookstore, the cashier at the small supermarket, and Uncle Liu at the delicatessen store all smiled at Zheng Nianchu.To be honest, the environment in which she lives has not changed much, but just like this bit by bit of vivid colors tore off the dark shell, the sun and rain are rushing in like a floodgate.She was transported by Lin Sheng from the cold real world to the Utopia where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

The sound of pumping water kept coming and going during the 10-minute break between classes.After washing her hands next to her, Yu Sanyue took out a paper towel that came with her and wiped the water indiscriminately, then took out another paper towel and stuffed it to her.

Look, even friends are related to Lin Sheng.

She took it and didn't say thank you.I have said too much thank you to the two of them in the past few days, she said it numbly, and the other party also heard their ears callused.

So she simply omitted the thank you.

"The monthly exam next week, are you okay?" Yu Sanyue walked to the toilet door and waited for her.

Despite the same appearance, compared to Yu Jiayue, Sanyue, who is a twin sister, has a completely different personality.She speaks casually, listens casually, and doesn't have much of her own attitude.Don't care about whether other people's words mean something or not, because she is too lazy to deal with those meanings.On the contrary, she herself has something to say, and no one thinks that she will speak ill of others behind their backs.In fact, it is true.

Friends come when they are suitable, and leave when they are not.She figured out Zheng Nianchu's communication style in three or two days, and she became more and more straightforward when talking to her.

Before the class bell rang, the two returned to the classroom together.

Monthly exam, this proper term belonging to middle school students is very strange to Zheng Nianchu's ears.She has experienced too much this summer vacation, her father's trough, moving, changing schools, and the exams are almost separated by mountains and seas.

She is not sure about this test.

"About lotus, we learned an ancient poem by Su Shi last semester, how did we recite it?"

The sound of Lang Lang's reading gradually returned from chaos to one. Lin Zhengwang inspected it from left to right in satisfaction. The students in this class were all selected from thousands of students, and all the seven-character quatrains he had learned were recited backwards.

Only Zheng Nianchu, pursing his lips slightly, sat in the last row without making a sound.

In the office, Lin Zhengwang moved a chair for Zheng Nianchu, and both of them sat down.

"In your case, the teacher can't help you alone."

Zheng Nianchu realized that he had caused trouble to the other party, and frowned: "I will finish memorizing it soon."

Lin Zhengwang smiled and shook his head: "It's not a matter of memorizing, ancient poems and essays must not only be memorized, but also understood."

This really hit Zheng Nianchu's shortcoming, she showed very limited talent in understanding, and it was all limited to the literal meaning.Regarding the deep meaning in reading comprehension, she can often only come up with formulas.

Just as the two were silent, Lin Zhengwang was thinking about the method, Zheng Nianchu was thinking about his own shortcomings, and a voice sounded.

"Let me do it."

Lin Sheng crouched by the door and came in with his head tilted, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes bent into moons, full of stars.

Zheng Nianchu really wanted to ask why she had the leisure to take on this job, but Lin Zhengwang seemed to be very familiar with her style of doing things, and after thinking for a while, he nodded and agreed: "Then Nianchu, you can come to our house with Lin Sheng at noon."

Zheng Nianchu felt embarrassed, but he still had longing in his heart, so he didn't make a straightforward statement in the end.

Afterwards, when she and Lin Sheng left the office, they couldn't help but regret their acquiescence: "I won't go."

Lin Sheng was puzzled: "Why?"

"I do not want to go."

The reason was too difficult for Zheng Nianchu to say in a straightforward manner. She didn't know which part or which detail point she didn't like, so she could only say "I don't want to go" in general.

"You don't want to study Chinese well?" Lin Sheng looked at him like this, he was really a gentle person, persuasively guiding, not anxious or irritable.

But Zheng Nianchu couldn't deal with the subject of learning with a pure enough mind.One major life event followed another, and the dramatic situation diluted her role as a student.After going through those storms, her studies seemed not so important, and she was lost in the clear life plan before.

Of course, studying is still important. Lin Sheng couldn't put it all down. He even said that at her age and in this family situation, she didn't know what else she could do besides going to school.

"I carry it myself."

Lin Sheng smiled slightly, but did not agree: "Do you want to come to my house at noon, or stay with your aunt?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Sheng was urging, or forcing her to make a choice.It was only then that Zheng Nianchu realized that maybe Lin Sheng was so understanding and talkative when Lin Sheng didn't care.

But now, Lin Sheng was a rogue, asking sharp but inevitable questions, asking her to choose between the two.Obviously, Lin Sheng wanted her to come to her house more, after all, she knew that she didn't want to see You Min even more.

Zheng Nianchu is not stupid, and there are other options: "I happen to be memorizing in the classroom, so I don't have to go anywhere."

Lin Sheng laughed immediately: "Don't you know? There is an inspection at noon, and no one is allowed in the classroom."

Zheng Nianchu really didn't know, but she also knew that Lin Sheng would never come up with such a rule easily, it must be true and objective.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, another default.

After leaving the school gate and turning left, you will soon see an entrance at the end of the fence, barely enough to get out of the car.

Zheng Nianchu followed Lin Sheng, waiting for a black vintage Santana to move inside against the wall.

"Grandpa is back today." Lin Sheng said.

Zheng Nianchu frowned even more?With one more person, her feelings for the Lin family will become more complicated, so confusing that she can't figure out where the resistance comes from, and where the hope and intimacy come from.

A hand touched her face and pulled it. "You don't have to think too much, grandpa is very nice."

The driver in front probably wasn't very skilled, so he had to stop and take a second look after taking two steps, and he still couldn't get in.

Zheng Nianchu wanted to know more information: "Like Teacher Lin?"

"Ah, how should I put it?" Lin Sheng raised his head and thought, "It's true in character, but grandpa is actually my grandpa."

Zheng Nianchu was still immersed in the understanding of this relationship and similarity, and the road ahead became brighter.Lin Sheng took her hand and walked forward.

Subconsciously, Zheng Nianchu broke away.

Lin Sheng didn't take it seriously, smiled and continued walking.

However, Zheng Nianchu began to recall the soft touch just now, warm and delicate, an experience he hadn't had for a long time.

Since her mother passed away and her father remarried, her personality has become worse and worse, and her friends have basically never developed again, especially when she went to middle school.Zheng Feng is very busy, he is busy all day long, and many times he can't see each other in a day. I leave early and you come back late, and I can't make up time for each other's company, and a lot of this time has to be allocated to You Min.

You Min who has nothing to do with her.

You Min would not even come to hold her hand.

People rubbing their nerve-dense palms feels like getting an electric shock for a moment.It has to be that they don't hate each other, and it's better to have a good impression of each other, friends, relatives, whatever.When holding hands, sleepiness, exhaustion, and cold all offset each other as the temperature of the other party comes over.

It's wonderful.The more you can't get it, the more wonderful it is.

Grandpa is really a very good person, and he has a certain similarity with Mr. Lin in the feeling.

"Come here, come here." He greeted Zheng Nianchu while sitting on the sofa, leaning on his crutches.

He should be very old, with gray hair, and he should be the oldest among the grandparents of people of the same age she has seen.He smiled kindly, and Zheng Nianchu felt that the word "kindness" is really good and appropriate, just like the mother in memory is the embodiment of gentleness, and the old man in front of him is like a concrete human being in the word "kindness", which is completely equal to this one word.

She was at a loss, followed her grandfather's words, and walked over slowly.

When she was in front of her, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't called anyone yet, and she didn't call her "Grandpa".Immediately, I was at a loss again, and when I got to Grandpa, I didn't know what to do, whether to add that title.

The elder had already taken her hand familiarly, and patted it lightly on his own: "What's your name?"

He held her hand like this, the wrinkled skin wrapped the aged skeleton, the temperature that lasted for several decades was like a house with a constant temperature, how strange it was, Zheng Nianchu couldn't leave from the clumsiness of being overwhelmed.

"Zheng Nianchu." She said silently, feeling that she was far away from the old man in front of her.But asking her to name her intimately, she couldn't do it at all.She has nothing to do with her, and it depends on whether they are willing to be so close to others, and whether they feel embarrassed.

"what?"

Her voice was already low, and her name was not the usual ones, and she even had her first and last name. Perhaps the old man was a little deaf due to her age.

So she had to amplify her voice and repeat it again.

"Oh," the elderly parent gave a long pause, "it's called Nian Nian."

There were three people in the room. Grandpa called the wrong name, but the remaining two people didn't correct him.

Zheng Nianchu's heart suddenly warmed up, she never knew that a single title could surprise people like this.How intimate, her father had never called her that.She had selfish intentions, and didn't want to know whether Grandpa misheard or called her that way on purpose. She hoped that in the future, someone would call her intimately.

"Near."

Lin Sheng bent his eyes and imitated.