Chapter 342: Girl from other people's home

"Jiayun, here is one thousand and two hundred dollars. It was your tuition fee last month."
A woman in a black shirt, holding an envelope in her hand, handed the envelope to Zheng Jiayun's hand.
Zheng Jiayun has a short shoulder and a short hair. The hair color is a bit gray because of the long-term fatigue and hard work. The face does not look like a woman in her forties, but more like a fifties.
From her face, I can see the elegance of my youth.
"Mr. Huang, isn't it good to say that it is 1,500 yuan?"
Taking the envelope from Huang Shuyan's hand, Zheng Jiayun held the old bicycle in one hand and looked at Huang Shuyan in front of her face. He looked hesitant: "Why would you lose three hundred dollars?"
Huang Shuyan heard Zheng Jiayun's words and smiled and said: "Oh, Jiayun, you don't know, this time the weather is hot, when the class is over, the air conditioner has never been closed, last month and this month. The electricity bill, that's a lot more."
"And last month, did you still take two days off to go to the hospital?"
Huang Shuyan looked at Zheng Jiayun and said with a strong heart: "You haven't come to class for two days. The parents of the students are very complaining. I don't have to talk to them well?"
"I had a fever last month. I was uncomfortable going to the hospital to buy medicine. Moreover, Xiao is still in school. I really..." Zheng Jiayun heard this and was worried.
After waiting for Zheng Jiayun to finish, Huang Shuyan pressed her hand and said: "Jia Yun, I also know that your family is also studying in the Ming Dynasty. It needs money, but it is a yardstick. You really did not make up last month. After two days of class, I should give you one thousand one. I will give you one hundred more."
"In those two days, I was teaching the students to the language, supervising their writing and backing the text, and it was very tired."
Huang Shuyan refused to give in.
Zheng Jiayun held a thin envelope in his hand and looked lost.
"Mom."
Just when Zheng Jiayun still wanted to say something, he suddenly heard Lin’s voice and turned his head.
"Small?"
Seeing that Lin also came over, Zheng Jiayun’s strong spirits, the emotions on his face swept away, and turned a smile:
When did you come back, I didn’t give me a diànhuà.

"have you eaten?"
Looking at Zheng Jiayun like this, Lin also had some sourness in his heart. He scratched his head and walked over: "Eat."
"Yi Lin, how do you study in Minghai? It is high school to start school, and learning is very stressful." Huang Shuyan on the side saw Lin Yi, a happy look.
However, she looked at Lin Yi’s eyes, and the faint ridicule was extraordinarily profound.
Lin also remembered that when Zheng Jiayun was sent to Minghai, he met Huang Shuyan. Huang Shuyan had advised Zheng Jiayun at that time, and let Lin stay in Bainan County. He would be able to graduate as soon as possible and work out. Reduce the burden of life.
Huang Shuyan is not very optimistic about Lin Yi’s performance. After all, Lin Yi at that time, the results are really impossible to make people look at him.
"Alright." Lin also nodded.
He sees that Huang Shuyan naturally does not have much goodwill, but it is only because of the mother's face, on the surface it is still necessary to take care of a few.
Zheng Jiayun has always been kind and sincere. If Lin Yi came forward to play Huang Shuyan or was not vocal, Zheng Jiayun was still busy cleaning up the mess.
"Well, it’s okay, our family Xiwen still asked you, I haven’t seen it for a long time, right? I feel like you are growing taller.

Huang Shuyan's mouth, Xi Wen, named Deng Xiwen, is the daughter of Huang Shuyan. Huang Shuyan's husband, Deng Yangyan, is the director of the Bainan County Education Bureau. The power is not large, but it is still very influential on the teacher's various titles.
Lin also remembers Deng Xiwen.
The girl grew very white, but she did not see the face several times. She only met several times, at the meeting of Zheng Jiayun’s school teacher, and the school’s children’s school banquet or wedding reception. I have seen it on the surface.
At that time, Deng Xiwen was purely a child of other people's family. She had a white skin and liked to wear a small skirt. She bought the latest shǒujī in the first day, and her grades were good. She also went to school in Bainanyi, and Lin Yi, who went to school in Bainan No. 2, is simply a cloud.
It is precisely because of this that Deng Xiwen has never lacked the pursuer. The boys around her are always so many. In contrast, Lin is the shortest of the countless ordinary boys.
If it were not for Zheng Jiayun, Lin even had no chance to meet Deng Xiwen.
Hey.
At this time, a window on the third floor was opened and a head was found.
"Mom, where did you put my ipad?"
Over there, the clear female voice rang.
Lin also looked up, the man was about seventeen years old, with long hair, wearing a short white t, that face, although there is no such thing as Chen Linyi's smart ~EbookFREE.me~ there is no ordinary spirit, Not as refreshing as Liu Wei, but there is a bleak temperament.
It’s really Deng Xiwen.
"Your ipad, it should be on your bedside table. I remember it seems to be." Huang Shuyan raised her head and responded with a sentence: "Right, Xiwen, who are you coming, remember? Lin Yi, Your aunt's child."
Huang Shuyan did not forget to remind me that she was afraid that Deng Xiwen had forgotten Lin Yi and made her embarrassed.
Deng Xiwen heard the words and looked down. This saw Lin Yi, who was standing next to Zheng Jiayun.
From Deng Xiwen's point of view, Lin Yi's clothes are a bit refreshing, but it is only the case, not to mention the car that Zheng Jiayun, who is next to Lin, is very worn and has been riding a bicycle for more than ten years. .
The feeling that this bicycle gives people is desolate, poor, long-lasting and ancient.
Deng Xiwen’s eyes stayed on Lin’s face for a second, then he nodded.
Remember, hello.

"Hello." Lin also nodded and said hello.
Deng Xiwen turned her head and went into the house to find her ipad.
Huang Shuyan looked at Lin Yi, who looked up at the window sill. The eyes flashed a bit. "Xie Wen is a child who loves time too much. She is busy looking for ipad to see teaching shìpín."
"Ipad knows it, it is a tablet computer. Originally she said that she wanted to buy an Apple notebook, but I and her dad, after I was afraid to buy it for her, she was distracted and never bought. Now Xiwen’s results It’s OK, in one, it’s also in the top 100.