To make up for the debt owed to Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

"Gu Juncheng! Is this how you teach children?" Lin Qingping was speechless.

Gu Juncheng looked at Zhiyuan with a helpless expression.

Zhiyuan then realized he had said the wrong thing and covered his mouth.

Gu Juncheng sat down next to Zhiyuan. Lin Qingping glared at him and went to get some pickles her mother-in-law had made. Gu Juncheng then whispered to Zhiyuan, "You don't have to tell her everything I say to you..."

"Gu Juncheng! What nonsense are you spouting behind my back?" Lin Qingping said angrily as she returned with the pickles.

"I didn't say anything!" Zhiyuan acted as if it had nothing to do with me, completely disclaiming any responsibility.

Gu Juncheng: ...

"Are you two united against outsiders now? And that 'outsider' is me?" Gu Juncheng said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Good to know!" Lin Qingping put down the pickles, drank the porridge with them, and after a few mouthfuls, she felt her strength return.

My mother-in-law's pickles are really delicious. She only has a few jars, and she took them to school to share with her classmates. They're almost all gone.

It rained today, and the weather was much cooler. After all that "exercise" this morning, Lin Qingping felt really lazy. Gu Juncheng asked her if she wanted to go out for a walk, but she didn't have the energy and just stayed home and made some snacks.

A plate of multi-flavored broad beans, and a plate of fried rice candy.

When it was served, Gu Juncheng reached out to take it.

Lin Qingping slapped his hand, "I won't give you any, I'd rather feed a pig than you."

Zhiyuan, who was biting into a piece of fried rice candy: ...

Seeing this, Lin Qingping recalled the jokes she had read online in her previous life and couldn't help but smile.

In the afternoon, she placed a single sofa by the window in the large study, took a book, and nestled into the sofa to read.

It started raining again sometime later. She held the book, read a few pages, but the words on the page gradually became blurry. Her hand loosened, the book fell to the ground, and she fell asleep without realizing it.

In the hazy light, I could hear the sound of rain, and the voices of Gu Juncheng and Zhiyuan talking.

The two seemed to be talking about airplanes and tanks, but I couldn't quite make it out.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly my body was lifted into the air.

Her eyelids felt heavy, and she forced her eyes open. What she saw was Gu Juncheng's familiar chest, and she felt relieved and fell asleep again.

She knew that Gu Juncheng carried her into the room, put her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.

As the weather cooled down, the soft blankets were the most comfortable place, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Lin Qingping was a little dazed, not knowing whether it was day or night. When she realized that she had just taken a nap, she got up and went downstairs. Only Zhiyuan was watching TV and Sister Zhao was tidying up the house.

"Zhiyuan, where is Uncle Gu?" Yes, Zhiyuan called her "Mom," but he still called Gu Juncheng "Uncle Gu."

“He went back to school and told us not to wake you.” Zhiyuan said, holding the plate of fried rice candy.

Sister Zhao smiled and said, "Let me keep your food warm for you, so you can eat quickly."

Ok……

Zhiyuan glanced at her and shook his head, "When Uncle Gu came back, you argued with him again. Now that Uncle Gu is gone, you can't bear to part with him. Really..."

Lin Qingping's face flushed. "Little brat, who said I couldn't bear to part with it?"

Sister Zhao said with a smile, "This is called 'spare the rod and spoil the child,' but children don't understand."

Zhiyuan had an expression that said, "I really don't understand."

Sister Zhao brought out the food for her, and it was still hot.

She ate slowly, reflecting on the weekend that Gu Juncheng had finally returned home. She felt like she hadn't done anything, yet it also felt like she had done everything...

Ordinary and uneventful.

But thinking about it makes me smile.

Life is just ordinary and uneventful...

The next day, Monday, Zhiyuan's head injury hadn't fully healed, but he insisted on going to school.

Lin Qingping then took him to kindergarten herself.

When I arrived at the kindergarten, I found that Teacher Ai was still in charge of the class.

Teacher Ai was not transferred, which shows that Yun Xiaoshan's mother did not cause any more trouble, and Yun Yan did have authority over Yun Xiaoshan's mother.

However, this does not mean that Lin Qingping is willing to associate with the Yun family.

Therefore, I reminded Zhiyuan again not to play with Yun Xiaoshan.

From a rational perspective, she knew she was wrong to interfere with who Zhiyuan played with. She also knew Gu Juncheng's thoughts. It's normal for boys to fight and play around. His mother was being unreasonable, but he apologized and they shook hands and made up, so they're still friends. Even though Gu Juncheng had written her a guarantee, it was only because he respected her opinion; his own views hadn't changed.

Perhaps Gu Juncheng is right, but she is just being irrational. She doesn't want Zhiyuan to follow the same path as in his previous life, so she eliminates all possibilities from the root.

After she finished explaining things to Zhiyuan, Teacher Ai came over and apologized to her, "Zhiyuan's mother, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Zhiyuan before, I will be more careful in the future."

It seems that after having one outburst of madness, Teacher Ai became fearless.

I used to be really afraid of Yun Xiaoshan's mother causing trouble, so I just wanted to keep things quiet, which sometimes made me act somewhat biasedly.

Lin Qingping smiled but didn't say anything.

Zhiyuan brought snacks with him: a small bag of broad beans and a small bag of fried rice candy, both wrapped in brown paper, to give to Xiaoyuanlian after class.

But Zhiyuan wondered why there were eyes staring at him all morning.

He looked around and vaguely felt that the gaze was coming from Yun Xiaoshan, but every time he saw Yun Xiaoshan, Yun Xiaoshan was sitting upright and looking straight ahead.

Zhiyuan then dismissed it.

Today in class, Teacher Ai asked everyone to showcase their talents and see what the children could do.

Some of the children could sing, some could dance, and some even raised their hands to say they could play the piano.

Suddenly a voice shouted, "Li Zhiyuan! Let Li Zhiyuan do one!"

Zhiyuan comes from the countryside, and he doesn't know any of the things his classmates perform.

And this voice came from Yun Xiaoshan.

Zhiyuan looked at Yun Xiaoshan. This kid is going against him again.

Yun Xiaoshan made a face at him, "Li Zhiyuan, what can you do? Go and perform something! Everyone else has already done singing and dancing, why don't you do a recitation?"

The class burst into laughter.

Everyone knows that Li Zhiyuan speaks with a strong local accent, so who can understand his recitations?

The little round-faced girl was furious and yelled at Yun Xiaoshan, "Yun Xiaoshan, why are you still bullying Li Zhiyuan?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Xiaoshan became even angrier. "How did I bully him? Is it my fault that he can't do anything? It's all his fault. He comes from the countryside, what can he do besides play in the mud? Li Zhiyuan, you can at least demonstrate how to play in the mud!"

The class burst into laughter again.

This time, Teacher Ai finally prevented Zhiyuan from being ridiculed. She smiled and comforted Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, it's okay if you can't sing or dance. I can teach you in the future. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Zhiyuan's strength is that he runs fast. We'll show him his skills at the sports meet in the future."

Li Zhiyuan stood up and walked towards the stage.

"Li Zhiyuan?" The little round-faced girl called out anxiously, afraid that he really couldn't do anything, that he wouldn't sing or recite well, and that others would laugh at him.

Zhiyuan smiled at him, walked onto the stage, and asked the teacher, "Can I do anything?"

Ms. Ai was also a little surprised, but it was certainly good that the child was willing to show off. She made up her mind that no matter what Li Zhiyuan's performance was like, she would speak up for him. "Yes, anything is fine. Li Zhiyuan, what do you want to perform?"

"Martial arts!" Zhiyuan said the two words in a strong and clear voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to demonstrate his martial arts skills on the stage.

He started practicing boxing with his dad when he was two years old. At that time, it was just random practice. When his dad was busy, he would practice with other uncles in the army. Later, when he came to Gujia Village, he didn't stop. He would go for a run in the morning and review his boxing skills when he had free time, all as a way to remember his dad.

At this moment, he performed a set of punches on the stage with great fluidity, including backflips and sideflips, which amazed the children in the audience, especially the boys, who looked at him with completely different eyes!

Even Teacher Ai never expected such a wonderful martial arts performance!

As for Yun Xiaoshan, his mouth was agape in shock.

When Zhiyuan finally withdrew his fist and stepped off the stage, the class applauded for a long time.

Teacher Ai was excited. Today was the day she was choosing a theme for the cultural performance. Before this, she hadn't decided whether it would be a chorus or a dance. Now, she had made up her mind: a martial arts performance!

She asked Zhiyuan to teach everyone boxing, and said, "The children who learn well will be selected to participate in the arts performance, so everyone must study hard."

So, from that day on, Zhiyuan would stand at the front every afternoon during the activity time and teach everyone how to box, while Teacher Ai would correct everyone's movements from below.

There was only one person who was very uncooperative—Yun Xiaoshan.

Yun Xiaoshan was either causing trouble or standing still, and sometimes he would deliberately trip his classmates when they were standing in a horse stance.

Teacher Ai criticized him, but he stubbornly refused to listen, saying, "I won't learn from him! Why should I learn from him? My father is his father's teacher. He's not qualified to teach me. I'll learn from my own father!"

In the end, Teacher Ai couldn't persuade Yun Xiaoshan to learn together. Yun Xiaoshan was also very angry. Whenever it was time to learn martial arts, he would go to the toy classroom to play.

But instead of playing properly, he would throw the ball at the children who were learning martial arts. His mischief actually made more and more children get closer to Zhiyuan. Why? Because every boy has a dream of being a hero. Who doesn't admire a hero who knows martial arts?

Yun Xiaoshan became even angrier, especially since some of his close friends had also become close to Zhiyuan.

Lin Qingping was unaware of these changes at the kindergarten, but that afternoon, her second sister came to the department to find her.

Since her second sister went to university, it's like she's entered a vast new world, thriving like a fish in water. She rarely even goes home on weekends, and Lin Qingping hasn't seen her for a while.

This time, her second sister came to invite her.

"Do you still remember that old teacher from Gujia Village Primary School? Somehow, he found out that I had been admitted to a university in the capital, so he sent his family to the school to find me and invited us to his home for the weekend."