Chapter 340: Good teacher who loves family (2)

After Zhang Ruowan washed the dishes, she put the newly recovered clothes on the bed, and then remembered that Ji Yang might have to sleep for a while, and also said that she was putting things in a mess, leaning over and holding them on the sofa.
She has no time to stack up. She is going to change her composition now. Today is a weekend. Graduation class will have a day off. Students come back to study in the evening.
She wrote an English composition a week. She never left it. She revised it before tonight, and then assigned new topics. It also gave students more time to write.
A small bedroom next to the bedroom was remodeled as a study, with a bookcase and a desk attached to it, which was warmly furnished.
They have renovated this room, and they have all kinds of appliances. Because they do n’t have a house, they want to live here for a few years without school rent. This saves money and saves the down payment early.
Ji Yang used to sit with her to prepare lessons, but now she goes out to sing and drink or to sleep.
Not necessarily at noon on weekends.
Turning on the desk lamp, she sat down, looked at the empty side, and desperately let herself sink.
Open the workbook and start correcting.
The silent room only had the sound of paper rubbing. She thought she was okay, Ji Yang was good, and two people could be better together.
It turned out that both people seemed bad.
Outside.
Ji Yang is on the phone.
"I see. I'll go back the other day, my cousin."
"I will pay attention to myself, they can't make any waves, I don't give it at all, I don't have a penny."
"Well, hung up."
After speaking, he hung up the phone, his eyes sank, and there was a hint of irony in his mouth.
The original owner was impatient with Zhang Ruowan and it was not because he was tired of playing. The Zhang family was in good condition, and he didn't want to abandon him without a house or a car. It was already his ancestor to find his wife.
As long as he isn't too derailed, don't get caught by Zhang Ruowan. He can still live an uncle's life at home, and his life is still very comfortable.
The point is that you can get rich overnight.
He was a child abandoned by his parents and raised by his grandmother. Now his hometown is levied. The head resettlement fee has been given to 1.5 million. A set of relocation houses, 120 square meters in a three-bedroom apartment, plus nearly one million. Public land money, before grandma Ji died, more than a thousand betel palm trees were planted in the field, and the saplings were also lost hundreds of thousands.
Ji's father has moved out of the household registration, Ji's mother would not want him when he was a kid, and the money would soon be on his card.
Nearly three million, a demolition house, sold the demolition house, he can buy two large houses in the city center here.
Abandoning Zhangjia Street a long way, he immediately became rich.
Men get worse when they have money. This sentence is true. I can't look at my wife at home, and I feel very patient.
He even felt that Zhang Ruowan didn't deserve him.
Ji Yang put her mobile phone in her trouser pocket, walked back, looked at the bedroom, there was no one in it, and the study was closed.
He reached out and opened the door gently.
Zhang Ruowan lowered her head, a few strands of hair dangled, and Liu Mei frowned slightly, revising the student's workbook, so unaware that he opened the door.
She has always been gentle and demure, she is serious and responsible for her work, and diligently acts as a "gardener." Such a woman, IKEA and room, is clean and is the best person to marry home as a wife. There is also a high chance of marrying a rich person.
"Drink of water."
Zhang Ruowan was startled by the sudden sound. Looking at the water he handed over, he instinctively reached for it.
auzw.com She was a little thirsty for two hours of continuous correction.
Take a sip.
Slightly sweet honey water.
She was a little embarrassed. Before, he liked to punch her because she often graded her homework for hours without forgetting to drink water.
He washed her every time and urged her to drink.
Yes, the last time was three months ago.
"Done." Ji Yang stood by the side, looking at half of the water left, reminded him.
Zhang Ruowan took a few more sips and couldn't drink them anymore. He shook his head and wanted to talk about it later. He had already taken it, sipped it two times, and reached the bottom.
"Not finished? Take you to play badminton." He asked.
Zhang Ruowan hesitated, and in the face of his inquiry, pointed to the small stack of work left next to it, "... and seven or eight copies."
She doesn't like sports, and she often sits and reads books to correct her homework. Her constitution is inevitably a little bad. He used to take her to play badminton and run.
Why did you suddenly ask her again today?
"Seven or eight will come back to change in a while, to change clothes." Ji Yang decides for her.
"It's going to be released in a while, and it has to be changed. It will be repaired at seven o'clock," she said.
"The first evening study is self-study. One lesson is not enough for you to mark these books. The second session is your lesson. It takes more than ten minutes to arrange the lesson. Why is it so inflexible?" Ji Yang pulled her up. Turned off the lamp, "less excuses, change clothes."
Zhang Ruowan was led away by him, and when she arrived at the bedroom, she found that the clothes on the sofa were missing. She opened the wardrobe and was folded inside.
It wasn't her stack, it was him.
He always said that the teacher had become old-fashioned in front of him. Zhang Ruowan was also afraid that he felt old-fashioned, but she sent her homework every time in the first class, which is a bit awkward now.
It seemed to be broken, but she wanted to go with him in the bottom of her heart, and she was afraid that he would not bother to care about her next time.
The last time I did the laundry, she said inadvertently, he burst into flames, and never touched him again, saying that she should do the washing herself and dry herself.
Zhang Ruowan put on sportswear and her hair. Qingxiu's face was a bit more capable and free, her figure was also good, her skin was fair and tender.
"Hat on." Ji Yang frowned, went to the side of the hanger and fetched the red sports cap, and put it on her. "It's still a little bit sun, don't tan and cry for me."
When he said this, Zhang Ruowan kept staring at him, and his tears flashed.
During these days, she has been persuading herself that she may be married just like this. Chaimi oil and soy sauce vinegar tea has chicken feathers from time to time. It needs to change a little.
Everyone said that Ji Yang was good to her, maybe she asked too much and expected too much.
But she was also spoiled by him for a long time, and she never scolded her. She couldn't adapt to this kind of relentless indifference. During this time, she was also under great psychological pressure, and she was afraid he would tell her to do it.
A woman is always spoiled when she is petted. She feels that the shy little woman will also show him. Two years ago, he took her to play basketball for the first time.
It was a sunburn and I didn't face anyone.
She felt countless moments that he was loved by, and knew every indifferent behavior after him.
Zhang Ruowan looked at him as if he saw her in her eyes a year ago.
"You have to play for an hour, and I will take you to the playground for four laps at least one minute later." Ji Yang took a badminton racket and water in one hand and pulled her out.
After going out, close and lock the door.
Zhang Ruowan did not refute, inexplicably thinking that when he spoke like that, it was the Ji Yang she loved.