"Jiayun, here is one thousand two hundred yuan, which is your tuition fee last month."

A woman in a black shirt held an envelope in her hand and handed it to Zheng Jiayun's hand.

Zheng Jiayun has short shoulder-length hair, which looks a bit gray due to long-term fatigue and hard work. Her face does not look like a woman in her forties, but more like a woman in her fifties.

From her face, you can vaguely see the charm of her youth.

"Teacher Huang, didn't we agree that it would be 1,500 yuan?"

Taking the envelope from Huang Shuyan's hand, Zheng Jiayun held the old bicycle with one hand and looked at Huang Shuyan in front of him with some hesitation on his face: "Why is there three hundred yuan missing?"

When Huang Shuyan heard Zheng Jiayun's words, she smiled and said: "Oh, Jiayun, it's not like you don't know that the weather is hot during this period, and the air conditioner has not been turned off during make-up classes. Last month and this month

The electricity bill is a lot more."

"And last month, didn't you take two days off to go to the hospital?"

Huang Shuyan looked at Zheng Jiayun and said earnestly: "You didn't come to class for those two days, and the parents of the students were very complaining. Don't I have to talk to them properly?"

"Last month I had a fever and felt unwell and went to the hospital to buy medicine. Besides, Xiaoyi is still in school. I really..." Zheng Jiayun was a little anxious when he heard this.

Before Zheng Jiayun could finish speaking, Huang Shuyan pressed her hands and said, "Jiayun, I also know that your child is studying in Minghai and needs money, but one thing comes to another. You really did not make up for it last month."

After two days of classes, I should actually give you one thousand and one, but I’m giving you one hundred more.”

"In those two days, I was tutoring the students in Chinese, supervising them in writing essays, and memorizing texts. It was also very tiring."

Huang Shuyan refused to give in.

Zheng Jiayun held the thin envelope in his hand with a disappointed look on his face.

"mom."

Just when Zheng Jiayun was about to say something, he suddenly heard Lin Yi's voice and turned his head.

"Xiao Yi?"

Seeing Lin Yi coming over, Zheng Jiayun cheered up. The depressed mood on his face disappeared, and he turned to a smile: "When did you come back? Why didn't you give me a call?"

"have you eaten?"

Seeing Zheng Jiayun like this, Lin Yi felt a little sour in his heart. He scratched his head and walked over: "I've eaten."

"It's Lin Yi. How are you studying in Minghai City? It's your senior year at the beginning of school, so you must be very nervous about studying." Huang Shuyan looked cheerful when she saw Lin Yi.

However, the faint mockery in her eyes when she looked at Lin Yi was particularly profound.

Lin Yi remembered that when Zheng Jiayun was sent to Minghai, he met Huang Shuyan once. Huang Shuyan advised Zheng Jiayun at that time to let Lin Yi stay in Bainan County and go to a vocational high school, because that way he could graduate as soon as possible and start working.

Reduce the burden of life.

Huang Shuyan was not optimistic about Lin Yi's performance. After all, Lin Yi's performance at that time was really not impressive.

"Not bad." Lin Yi nodded.

Naturally, he didn't have much favorable impression of Huang Shuyan, but because of his mother's face, he still had to talk to her on the surface.

Zheng Jiayun has always been kind-hearted. If Lin Yi came forward and beat Huang Shuyan at this time or made rude remarks, Zheng Jiayun would probably be busy cleaning up the mess.

"Well, it's okay. Our Xiwen also asked you. We haven't seen each other for a long time, right? It feels like you have grown a lot taller."

The name of Xiwen in Huang Shuyan's mouth is Deng Xiwen, and she is Huang Shuyan's daughter. Huang Shuyan's husband, Deng Yangyan, is the director of the Bainan County Education Bureau. He does not have much power, but he still has great influence on the ratings of teachers' various professional titles.

Lin also remembers Deng Xiwen.

That girl was born very fair, but I didn't meet her a few times. The only time I met her was at the party of Zheng Jiayun School teacher, and at the school entrance banquet or wedding banquet of the school teacher's children.

I met you last time.

At that time, Deng Xiwen was just a real child from other people's families. She had fair skin and liked to wear small dresses. She bought the latest mobile phone in the first grade of junior high school. Her academic performance was also good. Moreover, she went to Bainan No. 1 Middle School, and

Lin Yi, who goes to Bai Nan No. 2 Middle School, is as different as clouds and mud.

It is precisely because of this that Deng Xiwen has never lacked suitors. There are always so many boys around her. In comparison, Lin Yi is the shortest among countless ordinary boys.

If it weren't for Zheng Jiayun, Lin Yi wouldn't even have a chance to meet Deng Xiwen.

Wow.

At this time, a window on the third floor was opened and a head poked out.

"Mom, where did you put my iPad?"

Over there, a clear female voice sounded.

Lin Yi raised his eyes and saw that the man was about seventeen years old, had long hair, and was wearing a short white T-shirt. Although his face was not as agile as Chen Linyan's, he was not as quirky as Fang You, and not as weird as Liu Luran's.

It's fresh, but it has a tranquil temperament.

Astonishingly, it is really Deng Xiwen.

"Your iPad should be on your bedside table. I remember it was." Huang Shuyan raised her head and responded: "By the way, Xiwen, look who is here, do you remember, Lin Yi?

Your Aunt Zheng’s child.”

Huang Shuyan did not forget to remind her at the end that she was deeply afraid that Deng Xiwen would forget Lin Yi and embarrass her.

Hearing this, Deng Xiwen looked down and saw Lin Yi standing next to Zheng Jiayun.

From Deng Xiwen's point of view, the clothes Lin Yi was wearing looked a little refreshing, but that was all, not to mention that the bicycle Zheng Jiayun next to Lin Yi was pushing was very old and had been ridden for more than ten years.

.

This bicycle gives people the feeling of being downtrodden, poor, distant, and ancient.

Deng Xiwen's eyes stayed on Lin Yi's face for only a second, and then she nodded: "Remember, hello."

"Hello." Lin Yi nodded as a greeting.

Deng Xiwen turned around, entered the house, and looked for her iPad.

Huang Shuyan looked at Lin Yi, who was looking up at the window sill, with a bit of pride flashing in her eyes: "Xiwen, this child, cherishes her time too much. She is busy looking for her iPad to watch teaching videos."

"You know an iPad, it's a tablet computer. Originally she said she wanted to buy an Apple laptop, but her dad and I were afraid that after buying it for her, she would be distracted from studying, so she never bought it. Now Xiwen's results

It’s not bad, and it can be ranked among the top 100 in No. 1 Middle School.”
Chapter completed!