My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

Ji Cheng has not been late for countless days, and today he skipped class all day.

It made Qin Shuhao always inattentive in class.

I always wondered when his deskmate would come to school.

Are you coming today?

If he enters the classroom during class, will the teacher let him stand outside?

Just thinking about it in such a trance, when the school bell rang, Qin Shuhao realized that a day had passed.

Realizing this, Qin Shuhao suddenly woke up.

How could he miss his deskmate and a boy all day long? ! !

There was a mess in his head, and Fang Zhong didn't notice when he walked behind him carelessly.

The playful Fang Zhong looked at Qin Shuhao in a daze.

Smiling and slapping him on the back fiercely, he dubbed himself, "Hey!"

The frightened Qin Shuhao straightened his back and opened his mouth in silence.

Looking back, it was Fang Zhong who breathed a sigh of relief.

"You want a wife, but you didn't find me coming in, buddy."

Fang Zhong walked in front of him unrestrainedly.

Put one foot on the stool of Qin Shuhao's front desk.

Because of the last dispute, Qin Shuhao's boy at the front desk has been transferred aside by their boss Qi.

The person who is at the same table with the pampered girl in their class is also a girl.

However, he has a straight temper and a violent temper, and the pampered top students who are overwhelmed are not ordinary.

This can be regarded as one thing and one thing.

Qin Shuhao zipped it up, sat on his seat and looked at Fang Zhong with a guilty conscience.

"No."

"Then what are you thinking?"

"I, I want homework strips."

Qin Shuhao's eyes dodged for a while.

Fang Zhong laughed at him relentlessly.

"Oh~ I see, Sanlinger, do you think why your deskmate didn't come today? Did you just think about him?"

Qin Shuhao stood up "teng", blushing to death.

It seemed that there was some secret that was about to be exposed, and he was about to leave with his backpack in hand.

But in the end, Fang Zhong stopped him with just one word, and asked Qin Shuhao to sit in his original seat.

"I, I didn't think I was at the same table..."

The more you explain, the less confident you are.

Fang Zhong saw that he was really embarrassed to admit it, so he stopped embarrassing him and waved his hand quickly.

"Hey, okay, you didn't think about him, you didn't think about him..."

"Well, I didn't think about him, you, do you want to find me?"

Fang Zhong said "hey hey" twice, laughing humorously.

From his pocket, he took out cigarettes and lighters that are prohibited by the school.

Qin Shuhao, who was terrified to death, hurriedly stopped him.

He opened his eyes wide and spoke quickly.

"Don't, don't, don't! Don't smoke in the classroom. Smoking is harmful to your health. If there is still the smell of cigarettes tomorrow, our class will lose its evaluation this month, and the head teacher will scold us to death."

Fang Zhong, who was about to light a cigarette while biting his cigarette butt, looked at San Ling'er's tongue-in-cheek like never before.

I was startled by him for a moment, and then the things were put back into my pocket.

Smacking his lips, he said, "I know why Lao Ji has changed so much since he sat at the same table with you."

Qin Shu looked at him confusedly, "Well, so, do you need me for anything?"

Fang Zhong, who sat down on someone else's table, patted his thigh, "That's not true."

"What are you doing?"

"What's the date today?" Fang Zhong asked him.

"Well...October 28th."

"That's right, the seventh of next month will be the birthday of your tablemate and my brother."

Fang Zhong was turning a book in his hand.

Qin Shuhao opened his eyes and confirmed, "Ji Cheng's birthday?"

Fang Zhong, who whistled, nodded to show he was right.

Qin Shuhao shook hands, secretly recorded the day in his heart, and made a mark in his mind.

"My buddy, I just want to tell you that Lao Ji is older than both of us. You were born in 95, right?"

He confirmed with Qin Shuhao again.

Qin Shuhao nodded.

Fang Zhong continued, "He is one year older than both of us, so this birthday is a coming-of-age ceremony. The rest of us plan to give him a good time. We will set up a private room in Bading, and you will be his tablemate at that time. And younger brother, you have to come too."

"Huh? Me?" Qin Shuhao pointed to himself.

"Yeah, it's not you, or I'll tell you about these dry wool?"

Qin Shuhao nodded thoughtfully, "Then, do I want to pay for it?"

Fang Zhong smiled and waved to him.

"No, no, San Linger, why are you so nervous? I just want you to have a meal. Why are you always so out of touch?"

Qin Shuhao also felt that Fang Zhong was right, probably because he had never met a friend like Fang Zhong before.

There was a little light in his eyes, "Because, because I didn't make friends like you and me at the same table before."

Fang Zhong looked like he was about to get goosebumps all over his body again, so he quickly jumped off the table.

"Hey~ It's really awkward to talk like that, it's fine, you can prepare a gift for Lao Ji when the time comes, and wait for a big meal with your people and stomach."

"Oh well."

Fang Zhong glanced at the empty table next to Qin Shuhao, and then said to him, "You know, why didn't your tablemate come here today?"

Qin Shuhao picked up his schoolbag and went out with Fang Zhong, "Why?"

Fang Zhong walked out with his jeans pocket in his pocket, "I got into a fight with his father again, and was beaten up by his father."

"what?!"

Qin Shuhao just locked the classroom door, looking at Fang Zhong with a shocked expression.

Such a powerful and domineering person at the same table as him would be beaten by his father.

"Then, what's wrong with my deskmate? Can he still move? Why did his father beat him?"

"Hey, it's okay. There's nothing to say about being beaten. He will come to school tomorrow, so don't worry about it."

Fang Zhong looked at him a little funny.

He made Xiaohe Sanlinger, either he was dating or he was going to have a dating soon.

Fang Qingsheng, who has a rich love history, said so.

Forgot to ask Fang Zhong what his tablemate likes and dislikes.

Qin Shuhao had no choice but to go to the boutique to choose a gift for Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng really came to school the next day, and there was no sign of being beaten on his face.

Qin Shu respected him so much that he didn't ask.

Regarding the matter of Ji Cheng's birthday, Fang Zhong, the favorite fan who used to bluff, pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Qin Shuhao, Boss Ji's deskmate, pretended not to know anything.

Three people lie to me and I to you, and no one knows what the other is going to do.

Ji Cheng originally didn't remember his birthday deliberately.

Anyway, back and forth every year is those processes, Fang Zi and him go to have a meal and play a game.

Afterwards, Ji Cheng went back to the home where no one would remember his birthday, an empty home.

Until the day of Ji Cheng's birthday, Shou Xing sat down in his seat casually.

Qin Shuhao, who had been making up the rhetoric in his heart for a long time, slowly took out the gift from the table hole.

Holding the box in trembling little hands, he handed it to Boss Ji sideways.

He looked at Ji Cheng with a smile, "Same table, happy birthday!"

Ji Cheng's eyes, which had no waves on his face before, became deeper.

He lowered his head to look at the gift inside, and looked up again after reading it.

The deep voice reached Qin Shuhao's ears.

"Do you know what sending this thing means?"

My Wife's Little Theater (Modern Edition)

The third year after Teacher Qin and Boss Ji got married (background)

A few days before the new year, Boss Ji took Mr. Qin to the largest shopping mall in Tangcheng to buy new year's goods.

Peanuts, sunflower seeds and chocolates, couplets with Chinese characters for double happiness, and new clothes for the New Year.

Mr. Qin had no one to accompany him to celebrate the New Year when he was away from college for seven years, and Boss Ji dragged him to walk through the crowd of people in the shopping mall.

Great sale on down vests, clearance sale of genuine leather cotton slippers, and cotton socks suitable for all ages...

Teacher Qin was attracted by a pile of pet cages in the corner of the first floor. At this time, Boss Ji's hand disappeared.

Teacher Qin thought to himself that they could be contacted by mobile phone, so he went to have a look first.

In the corner is a pet market that sells little rabbits. Pink and white little rabbits are sold in cages.

Mr. Qin can only look at it but not touch it, let alone buy it home.

The little rabbit was eating fruits and radishes. The pet-controlled teacher Qin squatted in front of them and looked at it with forgetfulness.

After 13 minutes and one second, Boss Ji finally found his little idiot in the corner of the first floor after searching floor by floor.

He walked over fiercely, grabbed Teacher Qin's down jacket and hat, and hugged him tightly.

Teacher Qin was terrified. Why is his boss Ji so fierce?

Boss Ji anxiously ignored the gazes of the crowd, and held the silly daughter-in-law in his arms who was separated from him to teach him a lesson.

"Why run around blindly, I won't buy you new clothes if you run around again."

Teacher Qin could only obediently be hugged by Boss Ji and went upstairs to look at the new clothes.

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What gift did we Shuhao give Lao Ji? The next chapter will be announced~