Deep courtyard

On the second Sunday morning, Huang Yuan still saw Mr. Xiaojiang, who was covered with gauze over his left eye, and the other party gave him a simple smile like the first time they met last week. At this time, Huang Yuan would not I think this nerd is stupid, it's weird to frown and look at this smile with only one eye exposed.

The two stood facing each other without speaking, and Huang's mother came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Xiaojiang, you taught us Xiaoyuan to be able to master it last week. We can make it more difficult this time."

"Mom!" Huang Yuan's face turned red when his mother said this, and his mother ruthlessly ripped off his face after so much effort, and was so embarrassed that he wanted to slam the door and leave.

Teacher Xiaojiang didn't care, looked at Huang Yuan's red face and nodded with a smile: "Okay."

At the desk, at any rate, he improved from elementary school to junior high school level, and Huang Yuan also recognized it.Huang's mother wanted to go out, and before leaving, she told Huang Yuan to listen to the teacher's lectures, but Huang Yuan only complained in her heart: Who wants to listen to the lectures with that male duck's voice!But it was this hoarse and rough voice that was not in a hurry, like a soothing hypnotic sound, which made him lie on the table in a daze, unable to tell whether he was listening to Teacher Xiaojiang's lecture.

Teacher Xiaojiang spent half an hour explaining the basic principles of algebra, and Huang Yuan had already fallen asleep on the draft paper.

Teacher Xiaojiang was not in a hurry, he took out his simulation questions and started to do it, looking at the second generation ancestor who was exceptionally quiet around him from time to time, and suddenly took off the backstab and defense, which made Teacher Xiaojiang a little unaccustomed to it.The sleeping position on the stomach is not very comfortable after all, the young master moves from time to time to adjust his posture to make himself more comfortable, the drooping thick eyelashes flutter and tremble, and they keep pursing because they are angry with him The lips were pursed, and the saliva looked crystal clear and tender, and then the two lips parted involuntarily with the shallow breathing...

For the first time, Teacher Xiaojiang wrote the answer to a big question in the wrong place.

After Huang Yuan had a sweet dream, he wiped the corners of his mouth and stretched his waist, and found that there was a person sitting upright across the desk, pressing the test paper with his left hand, holding a pen in his right hand, and writing down the answers firmly every few moments. You can't see it, but you know that behind the rustic glasses, there must be a serious and rigorous face of a bookworm.

Huang Yuan curled her lips: Tsk, I didn't take the money and leave at that time, I guess I'm still planning on the next three subjects.

Seeing that Huang Yuan woke up, the nanny Zhang Ma who had been waiting outside the study hurriedly called the young master and tutor downstairs for lunch.

At noon, only Huang Yuan and Mr. Xiaojiang were left at home. Huang's mother told Zhang's mother to treat the little teacher well.

Huang Yuan saw Zhang's mother's eagerness to help Mr. Xiaojiang cook and refill the dishes, and she was anxious and anxious, but she couldn't take her anger on Zhang's mother, so she could only put down the bowl and chopsticks with a bang, got up and left her seat: "I'm full. "

"Hey~ Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan, you only eat so much, you are growing up, you should eat more! You see you study so hard, are you tired of eating the meals I made..." Zhang Ma said habitually Catch up and start nagging.

Huang Yuan was dragged by Zhang's mother and couldn't break free, and he didn't dare to use any strength against the old man. From the corner of his eyes, Teacher Xiao Jiang was still staring at them with a half-smile. Today's rice is too glutinous and not fragrant, I don't like it."

"You kid, why are you so talkative? I just changed the rice sent by your elder brother today, and said it was imported rice from someone else. My little ancestor, you just eat more. You are not used to this. Mama Zhang I'll cook another rice for you."

Zhang Ma is a distant relative brought by Huang's mother from her hometown. She has been with Huang's family for many years and treats Huang Yuan like her own grandson.No matter how arrogant Huang Yuan is usually, he respects and loves Zhang Mama.This time, Mama Zhang pulled him back to the dining table and pressed the button to let him continue eating.

Teacher Xiao Jiang waited for Zhang Ma to finally sit down together before starting to move his chopsticks for lunch. Teacher Xiao Jiang, who hardly talked nonsense except for lectures, said to Zhang Ma at this time: "Zhang Ma, this is Japanese rice, which is relatively sticky. It is suitable for making sushi, and if you eat it daily, you can add a little less water."

"Hey! Teacher Xiao Jiang, how can you tell that it is Japanese? I see that the packaging box has the word "little Japanese earthworm". You say how can I, an old woman, know how to cook this Japanese rice? I will listen to you later in the evening. Give it a try!" After hearing this, Mama Zhang cheerfully accepted Teacher Xiaojiang's suggestion.

"In addition, when steaming, it can also be steamed with corn, red dates or whole grains, and the food will have a more delicate fragrance."

"Yes! I didn't expect that our family used to be poor and could only eat rice and coarse grains. If we wanted to eat delicious food and save coal, we had to steam them together. Now that we are living better, I have forgotten this trick. Xiao Jiang Teacher, you know a lot!"

"I tried to grow Japanese rice varieties in my family's land. Although I didn't succeed, I still know something about it."

Zhang Ma and Teacher Xiaojiang chatted enthusiastically, which made Huang Yuan feel left out. Hearing this, he smacked his lips: "Sure enough, he's just a rustic countryman, hehe."

"Now it's best to have our own land to grow and order vegetables, otherwise we won't worry about buying them from outside, such as pesticides and ripening agents, so we can grow them ourselves!" Mama Zhang was very envious of Mr. Jiang.

Teacher Xiao Jiang smiled. Their family farmed the land for survival, and it was a completely different concept from the people in the city who had nothing to do with growing vegetables in the garden for health preservation, but he also knew that Mama Zhang had no malicious intentions: "Mama Zhang, do you like eating edamame?" , next time I will bring you some grown by our family."

There are two servings of edamame on the table, one iced edamame with the skin on, and one peeled vegetarian fried edamame.

"Okay, actually our Xiaoyuan loves to eat. Since I was a child, I have loved to eat the edamame I made, and I like to eat iced fried ones, ha ha ha!" As long as Zhang Ma said that their Xiao Yuan loved to eat the edamame she made Meals are a pleasure.

Huang Yuan, on the other hand, was embarrassing, buried in the rice, and didn't notice that Mr. Jiang was watching the hair on his head with interest while chatting about various cooking methods with Mama Zhang.

The first class in the afternoon was English. In the patient and calm voice of Teacher Xiao Jiang, Huang Yuan naturally fell asleep again after taking a nap.When he woke up with a pillow in his arms, Teacher Xiao Jiang was not sitting across from the desk, but was sitting on the bay window in the study reading a book, leaning his back against the wall on one side, with one leg bent and the other swinging on the ground, Huang Yuan Looking at this leisurely backlit silhouette, I became angry: Ce Na, this tutor is too comfortable to be a tutor!

"Hey! Hurry up and give me a lesson! You are slacking off at work, do you know that!"

Huang Yuan jumped up from the chair while yelling angrily, but immediately fell back down with his legs in his arms: "Oh, fuck me!"

Teacher Xiao Jiang closed his book, jumped out of the bay window, walked to Huang Yuan and bent over to look at him.

"What are you looking at! I've never seen numb feet!"

Huang Yuan grinned and grinned, carefully supported his knees, and gently lowered his right calf, which had been curled up on the chair when he fell asleep, and retracted his right toe as soon as it touched the floor: "Hiss—quick!" ! Help me step on it!"

Teacher Xiao Jiang squatted down, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and lightly pressed Huang Yuan's right instep, and then decisively pressed the entire sole of his foot to the floor.

"Ah! ——You can press whatever the fuck you want, and you don't have to prepare me mentally, just book that book and that book!"

Huang Yuan cried out sourly, he wanted to lift his feet up by reflex, but Mr. Xiao Jiang's hands were very strong, and he pressed his feet firmly, a tingling feeling rushed to his brain, and the whole portrait It is usually crisp for a few seconds when it is over-charged.

This feeling passed quickly, and Huang Yuan's attention quickly shifted to the warm, generous but rough hand on the instep, and he moved uncomfortably, the big hand left the instep, and immediately touched himself After pinching his calf, he felt sour again, but it was not as exciting as before.The powerful big hands massaged Huang Yuan's sturdy calf, and the numb feeling passed, leaving only the slight crisp like ants crawling over, which made his whole body tremble with goosebumps.

"Okay, okay, don't try to procrastinate here!" Huang Yuan waved that hand away impatiently. He just asked someone to help him step on his instep, or help him kick his calf. He didn't expect the other party to be willing He directly massaged him with his hands. The scalp-numbing but comfortable feeling made the thick-skinned little Huang Gongzi a little afraid to accept it.

Teacher Xiaojiang looked up at him, got up and went back to the desk, and began to give lectures.

After listening to it for a while, Huang Yuan realized that something was wrong. The basic formula of algebra... Wasn't this what I just talked about this morning?Although I fell asleep in a daze, I still have a little impression. This is exactly the same as the morning!

"Hey! Don't think that my mother is not here, so you just mess around! It's fine if I haven't woken up in the first two classes, but you have the nerve to repeat the remaining two classes today?"

"No, there are four classes left today."

"what?"

"Today's class has just started, and there are still four classes, each of nine and 10 minutes." Teacher Xiao Jiang explained patiently.

"..."

——It means that if I fell asleep in the first two sections, it doesn’t count? ? ?Book that!Wouldn't it be that I have to have four more classes with him! ?It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and we have to work for another six hours? ? ?I made an appointment with Ziji and the others tonight!

Huang Yuan dropped his chin and stared, staring in disbelief at Mr. Xiaojiang who had a natural expression in front of him.

— are you fucking kidding me? ? ?

Teacher Xiao Jiang smiled: "I made an agreement with your mother, the tutoring is only counted as effective time, and the end time can be extended in time when encountering circumstances."

——Do you want to be so serious and responsible?hold head high?In fact, I don't care about the effective time at all!

Huang Yuan, who was still taking the opportunity to accuse the other party of being lazy and slack in work just now, could not bear the shame and begged the other party to end it sooner.

"Go on, these algebra and geometry content are very simple, but they are the foundation for high school courses. If you can't understand a class, I can extend another class until you understand it, it is not an effective class " Teacher Xiaojiang finished speaking solemnly, pushed the textbook, notebook and pen to Huang Yuan, then moved the chair to Huang Yuan's side, and continued to lecture in an orderly manner.

Huang Yuan's ears began to be filled with "addition, subtraction, multiplication and division" and "abxy", and he felt that this tutor was like a Tang monk chanting scriptures, and could not stop rambling.Since I had enough sleep during the day, I couldn't fall asleep for a while, and Huang Yuan knew that if he continued to pretend that he didn't understand, this person would really extend the class hours indefinitely. Could it be that for this formal make-up class, he had to spend a whole day with me? time?

Huang Yuan resigned to his fate and listened to each sentence. Teacher Xiao Jiang did not follow the script, but explained while writing and drawing in his notebook with the paint pen that was thrown away by him last time, which made Huang Yuan slowly recall. My half-baked junior high school level.

In this way, the first class of the day was finished at 04:30 in the afternoon, and there were still three classes, that is, no food, no drink, no rest, and it would take another four and a half hours to end. The evening party was definitely in vain. Huang Yuan hated this tutor to death, but Huang's father's warning and the teacher's calm insistence made him unable to make any resistance.

--Oh shit!Won't you lose money if you spend the whole day at my house? ? ?

Even when Mama Zhang came to deliver refreshments, she saw that Huang Yuan was sitting at the desk listening to the lecture honestly despite her angry attitude, and she praised: "Oh, Teacher Xiao Jiang has a way, and our Xiaoyuan will ask you Lah! Otherwise, I won’t even be able to calculate the change for the grocery shopping for this old woman in the future, so what should I do! Are you tired of Mr. Jiang? Have a sip of tea.”

——Mother Zhang!You are my real mother!

"This tea...is it sweet?" Teacher Xiao Jiang took a sip of the tea, feeling that the taste was not quite right.

"Oh, I was busy talking to the teacher, and I took the wrong cup. The one with sugar is from our small garden. The teacher may not be used to drinking it. This cup belongs to you."

Huang Yuan groaned angrily, and realized that since this teacher came, his status at home has plummeted!

"Xiaoyuan, don't worry, I'll make another cup for you right away." Zhang Ma walked out in small steps, and Huang Yuan didn't even have time to say "no need".

"Sweet tea... is not afraid of tooth decay?" Teacher Xiao Jiang took another sip of the tea with sugar without changing the cup.

"You old man! If you don't understand, don't talk!" Huang Yuan withdrew Erkang's hand from Zhang Ma's back, and turned to stare at the attractive guy!

Teacher Xiaojiang took another sip in doubt: "It's just adding white sugar to the green tea..." There is no special way to make it, and it's just an ordinary glass cup, not like the English black tea in the movie, which is brewed in a small delicate bone china teacup inside.

"I told you to shut up! Guan Te! Don't you understand!?" Huang Yuan blushed and shouted through gritted teeth.

When Mama Zhang came up with a new teacup, Huang Yuan grunted and turned his back to Teacher Xiaojiang, who had already started teaching English.

"Come here, Xiaoyuan, you will be eighteen next year, it's time to get rid of this habit, otherwise I will be told by your mother that I'm too used to you... But no matter how I look at it, you are still a child... "Mother Zhang chattered, in front of Teacher Xiao Jiang, she was not polite at all when she rebuked her, and she said that Huang Yuan's face was red. She was used to being a young master at home and was used to being nagged by Mama Zhang, but she never Feel ashamed as ever.

Huang Yuan took the cup, still angry and didn't look at the teacher, and drank the whole cup of tea with sugar in one go.