I took physics exam in the afternoon, and I went on the phone with Su Feihong before the exam, and it was still the same as in the morning. Most of the students patted their chests and promised: "If I don't get a good exam, I will be in the New Year!"

Liao Xuebing was a little relieved: "Being able to make such a vicious oath means they are somewhat sure. I should not talk nonsense, otherwise the effect will be counterproductive if it is too much. Feihong, please help me watch Ye Yuhu and pay attention to whether he cheated in the exam."

"Good place." Su Feihong smiled sweetly: "Teacher, don't worry, the whole class is under my monitoring. Zhou An handed a note to Li Yuzhong in the morning."

"These two brats."

During the exam again, the invigilator process of Class 2 in the year became dull. Old Liao could even detect the flashlight and light code that was so far away. It was too magical. After witnessing one of them being expelled from the examination room, the students were much more restrained than before. It turned out that Teacher Liao was very different from Lin Qingjun on the screen.

It arrives at five o'clock, put away the test papers, arrange students to leave the examination room in turn, and end their day-to-day work.

When I returned to Chevrolet, I encountered a hard thing in my pocket. It was An Chunchun who quietly stuffed it to him yesterday. When I turned around, I forgot it, and then I remembered it.

I took it out and saw that the pink letter paper with a fragrance of rosy flowers was folded into a hexagon. The folds were very flat and beautiful. It seemed that I had spent some time. The front of the hexagon was on, and a few simple strokes made a playful smile.

There were traces of pen writing in it vaguely. Liao Xuebing shook his head and smiled. He opened the hexagon along the crease. It was a letter sign full of words, and there were strange cartoon patterns printed around him. The little girls liked this kind of comic-style things. Some enthusiasts in the class even had schoolbags, pen cases, dressing, dressing, and speaking the same way. Sometimes they looked like they jumped out of a comic book.

An Chunchun suddenly wrote a letter to herself. What was the purpose of? With a little curiosity and expectation, she unfolded the letter paper and continued to think about it carefully.

"Hello, Teacher Liao. I'm very presumptuous to write this letter to you, but there is nothing wrong. In my heart, you have always been a kind and trustworthy elder brother, and often give me selfless help. Can I treat you as a friend?" The handwriting is beautiful and neat, and the size is even. If the handwriting can reveal a person's heart, then her word is round and her strokes are strong. It means that it is soft on the outside and hard on the inside, which is many times stronger than Guan Muyun and others. Seeing this, Lao Liao nodded secretly and thought to himself: "I am a friend, this kind of formal written language looks really awkward. An Chunchun is not planning to tell me what she is in her heart, right? She is introverted and probably never dared to reveal her thoughts to her friends before."

The facts proved that Lao Liao was right, An Chunchun was just talking to him.

"... Teacher Liao, Ding Liujing and others are very good to me, but I never say a lot to them. A few days ago, Chen Xuanning borrowed the book "Fengshan Love, Bihe Writes Love" from me. I hadn't finished reading it yet, so I didn't agree. She didn't talk to me these days. Are you angry with me? I wanted to apologize to her, but I didn't know what to say, and I felt very conflicted. Pan Haicheng wrote me a letter. I think he hates it and doesn't want to reply, but will that seem rude? Also, the weather was so cold during this period, and the little sparrow Achun in my raising land was frozen to death. I felt very sad at that time. I cried for a long time, teacher, do you think I'm stupid?..."

The whole article is full of trivial matters in the little girl's house, just like diaries that record their thoughts. Usually, these little secrets with unspeakable childlike interest and a faint sorrow will not be told to others, but here they are completely poured out to Liao Xuebing, as if they regard him as the object of true trust.

Lao Liao was not surprised. In fact, he had similar experiences. He felt sentimental when he was in junior high school. Others could not understand him. He always felt bored and felt very important, but he wanted to find a reliable friend to talk about his thoughts. He was unable to find such a person in the end. Fortunately, An Chunchun found himself. Some people would also say to strange pen pals, and netizens said that it was just another form.

She truly regarded Liao Xuebing as a friend, but because there was a difference between men and women, or because they didn't know each other enough, they could never have the courage to tell each other in person, so it was quite interesting to take this method. Old Liao felt that he was more than ten years younger, and nearly half a year of teaching career finally had a sense of accomplishment. Students regarded him as a friend who could reliably express his thoughts, which was enough to make people feel relieved.

Also, An Chunchun’s feet are so beautiful. If she had put the feet on her instep last night, it would have been perfect.

Carefully fold the letter paper according to the original crease and put it in your pocket, leaning against the genuine leather cushion and recalling the bits and pieces of the past six months, a sense of satisfaction arises naturally. At least it is more fulfilling and specific than before, except for those annoying gang fights.

It's time to go to Li Xinghua's house. This girl gave him a wonderful feeling. She was with her, as if she drank a glass of cold mineral water in summer. The taste was very light, not as strong as Coca-Cola, but it could quench her thirst better. Being with her was like wearing a thick cotton wool in the cold winter to protect herself from being attacked by the severe cold. I promised her, I seemed to be sorry for Su Bingyun, refused, and I was sorry for myself.

My heart is going to be dragged on every day.

After passing through Xincheng Vegetable Market, I bought more than ten kilograms of grapefruit at a fruit stall to give it to my father-in-law as a gift. I guess he had a lot of thoughts about the oranges last time. This time I bought a larger size, and my father-in-law would definitely be happy to the west.

After paying the money, I threw the grapefruit into the car. Suddenly, there was a riot behind me. The crowd gathered around me and came forward to watch the fun. It seemed that someone was arguing, blocking a way out in the middle of the vegetable market. The vegetable market was already dirty and crowded, and customers were in constant contact. The vendors lined up in hundreds of lines, leaving empty space for people to walk. At this time, there were vendors in front of me and there were streets filled with goods next to me. They had to go a long way to get out. I couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, but I wanted to see what they were arguing.

There were more and more people. In the blink of an eye, a man with a pockmarked face was watching from the side and shouted excitedly: "Fight! Fight! Why don't you beat me yet? Are you fucking coward?"

Liao Xuebing squeezed to Mazi and smiled and said, "Please borrow it."

Mazidi's eyes glared and was about to look back: "Why should I let you?" But Lao Liao Rong couldn't let him speak, his face turned cold instantly. He pushed hard, and the pomace was like a bronze bell hit by a big wooden hammer. His whole body was shocked and he immediately flew backwards. He rolled eighteen meters on the wet surface, and then he stopped the castration. "Mom, I'm afraid that the world will not be in chaos, and I try every means to make a fuss. I hate this kind of obscene embryo the most."

There were three groups of people standing in the middle of the crowd, one was a middle-aged woman with a rich appearance, the other was a second-hand dealer who reselled vegetables, and the other was a speed party who came to collect protection fees.

The middle-aged woman is at least 1.7 meters tall and weighs less than 180 kilograms. Standing in front of the thin vegetable dealer, she looks like an eagle or a chick, and the two quarreled fiercely.

The fat woman rolled up her sleeves fiercely and cursed: "You are a profitable businessman. The cabbage was only 80 cents a pound yesterday, but today I want one yuan and two yuan. I am still trying to deal with it in the electronic scale. I bought you ten pounds of cabbage, and the weighing of one next to me was only 8 pounds. What do you want? If you fake one, you will pay ten yuan and pay me twenty-four yuan!"

"I... I have a problem with the electronic scale itself, how can I know? It's enough to supplement you at most two pounds." A vegetable vendor who looks like a chicken said in a voice, turned to the speed party and said, "Two brothers, I just paid you five yuan in land management fees. This woman is rude. Do you manage her for me?"

"Who dares to touch me, I will die with him!" The fat woman held the cabbage in her arms, and was full of momentum, as if it could detonate the explosive pack at any time.

The Speed ​​Party members were a little embarrassed. But after charging management fees, they always had to solve the problem for others. They had a haircut in a middle part and stepped forward and said, "Old fat pig, you have two pounds of electronic scales. What are you calling here? Or should we ask the people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to come and have a look?"

"Come on, whoever is afraid of anyone! If I don't give me twenty-four yuan, I won't leave even if I die."

"Yeah?"

The subordinates of the Speed ​​Party were preparing to teach this ungrateful woman a lesson, and Liao Xuebing stopped him: "Bai Pi, come here."

The guy nicknamed "Skinny" turned around and looked around when he saw the boss mingling in the crowd. He immediately took two steps at once, stood in front of Liao Xuebing with a smile and asked, "Brother Bing, you are also inspecting here, why didn't you say it earlier? It's too dirty..."

"What are you doing?" Lao Liao interrupted him coldly.

The two foolish men and women confronted each other in the middle of the scene: "That fat woman is quarreling, I'm about to coax her away. It's too unreasonable to affect the business here."

"Repay the five dollar management fee to the vegetable dealer. Then chop off his hands, and then you pay the aunt out of your own pocket for twenty-four yuan in compensation. Don't take the monthly salary."

Lai Pi was surprised: "Why? We have to chop him up for money to collect money from him. Who dares to pay us management fees in the future? Heilongtang would not have done this before when he was here?"

"Listen to me, this is not a matter of whether it is money or not." Lao Liao said earnestly. "It's cold and the vegetable farmers in the suburbs in the nearby suburbs come to sell them in the morning. They were purchased by these two dealers at the price of three or four yuan, and then sold them to customers. It rose to one yuan and four yuan. They couldn't make so much money even if they were loaned out. The land was only ordinary citizens who bullied the market. Shouldn't they teach them a lesson?"

"I said, vegetable farmers are too stupid. They won't sell them by themselves?"
Chapter completed!