put on my white vest

Time is like a hair follicle that dies after balding, and the little kids grow taller from the sound of reading day after day, and finally become a "samurai".

If the teacher played by Songyang is like a brother to the students, even the most arrogant young master Takasugi has to admit that Yinxian really fills in the "mother" caused by a group of men getting together blank.

With this busy and tiring existence wearing a headscarf and apron, the blind corners of the village school that had been neglected to clean up were completely renewed. Even the pond full of dead leaves was cleaned by him, and newly bloomed lotus flowers and fish fry were placed there.

Moreover, Yinxian cooks delicious food. The man/wife older fox who talks about "three meals a day with fifty kinds of ingredients" is now fully responsible for the meals of all the students in the village school.He can really cook the same delicious food for a month, even the desserts and snacks are great.

Soon, the little ghost heads in the village school were completely conquered by this somewhat natural and considerate big brother, and his popularity was only ranked below the perfect public lover Mr. Songyang.

That's why whenever these little radishheads think of doing things behind their teacher's back, they will come to the very talkative Yinxian.

The silver-haired man put down the bucket in his hand, and squatted down surrounded by the teenagers: "Songyang's birthday... pick a gift?"

The boy named Jiro nodded earnestly with his toothless mouth open: "Yes, we asked the teacher for a long time before he told us what day it was!"

"It turned out that when I asked, it had just passed a month!"

"So we didn't celebrate Teacher Songyang's birthday last year!"

Young master Takasugi joined the team unexpectedly: "It just so happens that today is a rest day, so I plan to surprise the teacher."

Gui Xiaotaro clenched his fists hard: "My gift has been selected! "My Neighbor's Sister-in-Law and My XXXX", how about it is very good... Hey, why are you hitting me?!"

Before he finished speaking, he was punished by Yinshi: "Choose me a new gift, you pervert!"

Yinxian's ears drooped: "Hey... Is it not enough for Kotaro to have me..."

Everyone roared and complained: "Don't bring yourself into a wife/wife without authorization, you terrible adults!"

"Ahaha...haha,"

Yinxian laughed twice and touched Jiro's watermelon head: "Then let's go to the town to have a look! Well, keep it from Songyang."

The town is far less prosperous than a big city, but the commercial street in the central area is still an eye-opener for this group of country brats.

With the pocket money they saved up, the teenagers would have been fooled by unscrupulous merchants several times if Yinxian hadn't worked hard to be a nanny.

After several hours of selection, most of the people had already chosen their gifts, and returned to the village school with a smile to set up the venue.

Running back and forth under the sun, finally the sun turned to the west, and only the young joy3 trio remained entangled with Yinxian.

The silver-haired man rubbed his temples: "Have you three not figured it out yet?"

Gao Sugi simply didn’t find the best one for the teacher, Gui fell into confusion because the 18x magazine was rejected, Yinshi... Yinshi was completely because he didn’t know where to spend his pocket money, and now he is poor.

The contractor who was a conscientious male mother for the first time sighed: "Let's go to the dessert shop and sit for a while, rest for a while and think about it slowly, and I will make up the meeting gift for you."

Sitting in an air-conditioned dessert shop and eating strawberry parfaits, the three little ghosts still looked sad, and the look of bitterness and hatred did not look like they were buying gifts for the teacher, but rather looking for revenge.

"What does Songyang like?" The helpful Yinxian broke the silence first.

Gao Shan stared at the ice cream covered with strawberry jam: "The teacher rarely tells us what he likes."

Gui raised his hand and replied, "Teacher Songyang likes to teach!"

Yin Shi gave him a white look: "Your answer is completely useless, okay, we can't tie up a group of brats and let Songyang teach them."

The only adult male present ruffles the curly kid's already messy hair: "It's not as good as Yinshi, your gift is never to skip class again, Songyang will definitely like it."

Yinshi said righteously: "No way!"

"A creature like a man, once you get it, you won't cherish it! For the teacher's future satisfaction, I have to skip class more!!"

Takasugi glanced at him, refusing to admit that the little friend was mentally retarded.

Yinxian continued to suggest: "Songyang seems to like to drink tea in the yard, where's the tea set?"

Gui frowned while stirring the ice cream, and said gloomily, "Jiro and the others have already bought that one just now, so it's a step too late."

"What about tea or ink?"

Takasugi remained silent, these consumables that will be used up in a few months are not worthy of the first birthday gift for the teacher.

That doesn't work... What a picky brat.

The silver-haired man thought for a while, touched his chin and said, "Where's the tree...?"

"Although I cleaned up the pond, there is not a single decent tree in the yard. This way, when it blooms next year or the year after, it won't be necessary to go to the mountains to enjoy the scenery."

The eyes of the three children suddenly lit up, and they even stopped to eat the spoons of Strawberry Buffy.

Yinxian knew that the proposal was finally right this time, so he unceremoniously messed up his purple short hair and black vertical long hair.

"Jinsuke and Kotaro seem to like it too, why don't the three of them buy a sapling together, um...you can do manual labor when you don't have money and silver."

So that evening, the three muddy little devils planted a young cherry blossom tree in the empty courtyard.Although they are still naked and thin now, Yinxian has strictly stipulated the duty shifts for the three of them on the small blackboard, and I believe they will be able to bloom by this time next year.

As the sun sets, smoke from the homes of the people at the bottom of the mountain wafts out the aroma of food.

When the afterglow was lazily shining on the ridge of the field, Song Yang, who was fooled by the little devils to go shopping in the next town, walked briskly back to the private school.

Teacher Li Fa saw the slender branches as soon as he entered the door, and before he had time to ask questions, the ribbons and glitter covered his face.

"Birthday congratulations!"

"Happy birthday, Teacher Songyang!!"

"Teacher, please be happy every day!!"

Today's birthday man pulled down the ribbon on his forehead, raised his eyebrows and looked at the cheerful fox-eared god, Yinxian returned him a smirk without hesitation.

So Teacher Songyang grabbed the extra salute on the ground, and the face of the silver-haired god was blurred by the salute.

The village school at night was very lively, not only the little radish heads who were studying now, but also many older students who had left the village school came back to celebrate the birthday of their teacher.

A group of big and small men mingled together, and even Yinshi's eight or nine-year-old children drank two sips of sake and became dizzy.

Yinshi shouted that he wanted to become the One Piece, Gui cheered with one foot on the table, Gao Shan shut himself up quietly in the corner when he was drunk, and the other little devils danced wildly.

In the end, it was no surprise that they were all drunk, except for two reliable... non-human beings.

Under the moonlit eaves, the silver-haired man had just moved the last student into the house when he turned around and saw Yoshida Shoyo standing in the moonlight.

He watched his students and the village school quietly, his watery eyes were full of peace.

The silver-haired god straightened up and smiled: "You are very different from before."

Songyang's movements paused, but he didn't answer directly: "Really?"

"I'm conscious not to keep those memories too fresh, especially after setting up the private school...

So my impression of you is not as deep as that of me before——Baoxu. "

To be precise, after seeing Yinxian, Songyang almost couldn't suppress the strong emotions of the main character at that time, so he could only pack up all the memories and put them in the corner.

This is also very good, just like reacquainting with an old friend who has been around for hundreds of years.

Lian Hechuan was aware of his tragic pre-mission, and the two old immortals were still inconsistent in their attitudes towards human beings.

One is a fox fairy who was worshiped as a god by building a shrine for him, and the other is an 'evil ghost' who was born in the dragon vein of the planet and has always been hurt and hated by humans. They often have friction because of this.

He recalled the bloody scene at the later stage of the timeline when meeting Xu, and couldn't help but feel a chill.

"...It's okay, you're fine like this."

"Haha, it seems that you have a bad impression of me before."

"It doesn't count. It's just that you can't kill me, and I can't kill you. Occasionally, I see the higher-ups moving their bodies to fight or something."

Although relying on the fact that neither side will die, the fight scene is like the scene of a horror movie, and the beating worker said that his ribs hurt just thinking about it...

Songyang could only smile awkwardly. He remembered that when he walked into the reception room of the private school that afternoon, the vigilance and surprise clearly flashed across the eyes of the ginger-colored little fox. Perhaps this gentle and excessive god was really uncomfortable at first. intend to stay.

Until Yinxian confirmed the falsehood this time...and actually kindly made the fox doubt the fox's life! !

In fact, after the fox god had completely settled in the private school, he also let go of his guard and wandered around in front of Songyang several times. His round eyes wanted to see if the chestnut-haired man would draw his knife and start peeling the fox fur coat in the next second.

Songyang Sansan could only hold his forehead and sigh, hit him on the head and push the idiot fox into the courtyard to kick shuttlecock with the little ghost.

I don't know what kind of image I have in Yinxian's eyes, but Songyang can guarantee——

In fact, he doesn't hate his only accomplice who will never reincarnate, and the evenly matched enemy is their portrayal.

Songyang, who was wandering in his thoughts, walked into the room and began to clean up the mess of the banquet. He picked up the gift given to him by the students and changed the topic related to his past self.

"Today, thank you for making trouble with them."

Yinxian glanced at him: "Don't think I don't know. You didn't want to celebrate your birthday last year, so you casually mentioned a day that just passed."

"Oops, found out."

Songyang didn't feel uncomfortable being exposed at all, but turned the topic to the other party: "What about Yinxian? When is your birthday? I believe the students will also arrange surprises."

Yinxian shrugged: "I don't know the birthday, but I still remember the day of death."

Most of the animal gods are enshrined by humans after death, and then gradually acquired divinity to protect humans.Anyway, a few years have passed since I was alive, so it doesn't matter.

Songyang scratched his head: "It's the same when you wake up, so why not just focus on the day you first came here, and let everyone celebrate together next year!"

Yinxian: "So I don't need a birthday!"

"Hmm... Next year, let's go to the town to order a cake in advance, as well as the decorations in advance... Ah, why don't you invite all the children in the town!"

"Listen to me, Baga!!"

Seeing that there was no way to protest, Koulisang turned his head and left angrily, ignoring Yoshida Songyang who was determined to drag him into the water.

However, before going out, he still took out a yellow and white fur ball the size of a winter jujube from his pocket and was tied to a lanyard, and threw the old immortal who had been cut into black.

"Here, birthday present."

"Is this—felt handmade in the shape of a bell?"

"It's made of my hair, remember to keep it well."

"Hey, I will keep it carefully."

"I love so much."

Songyang stood behind Yinxian, staring through him at the young cherry tree in the courtyard: "Whether it's me now or my life now, it's too incredible."

"I know."

Yinxian turned back and looked at him: "Then live a good life, I will stay by your side for the time being."

Until the one we all know comes back.

"Huh?! I'm so touched, so Yinxian will celebrate her birthday next year..."

"However, let's go!"

"Are you shy, are all foxes so dishonest?"

"Crap!!"

Reliable adult men also returned to their bedrooms in the tranquility of the moonlight, and the village school really fell into a deep sleep, and it would be an ordinary day to wake up tomorrow.

In the bedroom, under the oil lamp, Songyang made a wish to the only cake that survived the cake war.

If this period of time is a dream, then please let him sleep for a while.