[Rebirth] The Little Mason

Seeing the two children bring back a hamster, Yufan's grandfather murmured, "Buying a mouse is nothing to spend the money on. If you want a mouse, I'll go to the field and catch a basket for you."

Putting his arms around his grandfather's shoulders, Yufan laughed and said, "Grandpa, you don't understand, this is a hamster! It's different from a mouse!"

"What's the difference? I'm not the master who stole food!"

Saying so, he took the time to nail a small house with wooden strips for Xiao Bai, hanging on the beam like a birdcage.That way it won't steal food, Grandpa said.

After finishing these things, I went to sharpen the sickle, and the sound of the wind coming from my lungs echoed with the scythe.Yufan remembered that his grandfather passed away when raising chickens in his previous life. Although his body is still very strong now, Yufan is always worried that one day he will die.

He must let his grandfather live for a long, long time...and show him his grandson-in-law, and if possible, the great-grandson is also counted.

But that day, when will it get?He hadn't even seen Feifei before.

The third and fourth classes in the afternoon are Wen Qiang's Chinese class.

He likes to wear his black windbreaker, and he takes it off when the weather is too hot to reveal the same black shirt underneath.He doesn't look exquisite, but there is always an inexplicable feeling, as if he is tired of reading in spring, and looks lazy when he looks up.

But mousse is still the main feature in his hair, and it forcefully pokes the bookish air on his body.

In fact, Yufan's impression of him was still limited to the nose hair pulling incident.That was really terrifying. Thinking about it now, Yufan still feels panicked.

He always said, people, if you want to live like a person, you have to dress like a person, you have to dress up like a person first.After finishing speaking, he glanced at the students below, and then said slowly with a cigarette in his mouth, "Of course, I didn't say that you are not human."

Everyone gritted their teeth and gasped as if they had a toothache after hearing this, but no one dared to jump out and provoke him later.

Looking at everyone's faces for a week, Wen Qiang felt that under his leadership, this group of people had become much better, and he was very satisfied with the deterrent effect.When there was no sound below, he turned around without saying a word and started writing on the blackboard.

His shoulders and head trembled slightly with the movement, and a strand of hair on the top of his head that was hardened by mousse bounced up and down. Except for that strand, everything else was stuck to the scalp like cardboard.

"Also, if you don't know how to wear clothes, you can ask me." He turned around tired from writing, "Of course I won't be stingy."

"Haha..." The people below laughed unceremoniously, beat the table and kicked the table, they looked at Wen Qiang, and they really didn't know if he had any superior opinions on dressing.

Wen Qiang is not very strict about this aspect. Many times, he hopes to mingle with the students.

Maybe this is the only teacher who doesn't see them with colored eyes.

The words on the blackboard fell down like automatic programming. When the number of words increased, he could only stick up his buttocks and write with one hand on his knee. When the writing was almost finished, the chalk in his hand He threw it into the dustpan.

Everyone basically has a consensus: Wen Qiang must not speak when writing on the blackboard, otherwise the time after school will have to be negotiated.Wen Qiang felt that his handwriting should be appreciated, otherwise he would not be so keen on writing on the blackboard.

When he finishes copying the writing on the blackboard, he will let him stand in the middle of the aisle, stand beside the students, read it with them, and confirm that in their eyes, this is perfect.

There was a soft laugh from below.Wen Qiang knew without thinking that it was from Xiaofei, Er Xiao.

The kid always wanted to fight him.

But Wen Qiang never beat him or scolded him,

Wen Qiang always said that people who don't know how to be gentle have never been treated with kindness, and then they would smile and touch Erxiao's head in front of the whole class, and pat him on the shoulder like a brother.

On the contrary, Second Primary blushed every time. Once there was a little resistance, Wen Qiang would immediately leave him, then walk to the podium in an orderly manner, and began to talk about what he was going to teach today.

Slender and beautiful fingers waved in the air.

Yufan once saw Er Xiao staring at Wen Qiang's back in a daze, feeling weird.Later, when I heard that he fell in love with Wen Qiang, it was not surprising.

Every morning Zhang Qiao would pass by Yufan's classroom and put the soybean milk bought from the canteen on his desk.When school is over at night, I will stand at the end of the corridor and wait for him.

The two really looked like a couple, Yufan didn't even have a chance to find a girlfriend.He didn't dare to touch the flowers in the class, all of them were little sisters, especially his tablemate, what if he met one of them, and her boyfriend jumped out and chopped him down.

He said this to Zhang Qiao countless times, his face full of desire and dissatisfaction.

"Forget it. Can people take a fancy to you?" Zhang Qiao laughed mockingly.

"What do you mean! I'm a class grass after all!" Yu Fan strangled his neck.

"Bancao? Who set it? Are you yourself?"

Zhang Qiao lifted him up to her chest, then pinched his chin and looked closely, "It's not as good as me."

"Fuck you!" Yufan smiled and knelt against his stomach, his fox eyes smiling like blossoming peach blossoms, "I'm a class grass! Don't deny it!"

"Then you guys can't see where to go."

"Bah! You can scold anyone in my class! You just can't scold me!"

The two fought all the way to the platform. In fact, there is no platform for the bus here. There is only a small sign like a piece of bread on it. The bus only comes every 30 minutes.

"Little Qiao, buy me salt popsicles! As an apology for slandering me!" Yufan pointed at the bicycle dragging a foam box opposite, and put his schoolbag on Zhang Qiao's shoulder.

Zhang Qiao took the schoolbag calmly and slung it over her body.

"I didn't slander you, why should I apologize?"

Yufan stared, "Then you can't buy it for me!"

"Why? You're not my 'girlfriend'."

"Then why do you buy me soy milk every day?"

"I won't buy it in the future."

"Hey!" Yufan went up and hooked his neck and pulled him down, "Don't you dare buy it!"

Zhang Qiao took him into his arms, and pressed his chin against his hairband, "Don't dare."

"It's so disgusting!" Yufan pushed him away, a big pimple formed on his brow. "Two men don't hug each other all the time, it's disgusting!"

Zhang Qiao watched the battery cars scurrying in front of him leisurely, and said leisurely, "Okay, I won't touch you in the future."

"How can this work!" Yufan stepped forward and hooked his neck again, "If I don't touch you, who else will touch you!"

Zhang Qiao deliberately avoided him, and the corner of his mouth drooped, "I don't want you to touch it."

"Stingy! Don't touch it if you don't touch it!"

The two stopped talking like elementary school students.

"How much is the salt popsicle?" After a long time, a question came from the side.

"Two hairs." Yufan smiled, showing his thin white teeth.

As soon as Zhang Qiao arrived at the opposite side, the bus bumped up on the bumpy road, and Yufan gave a smirk triumphantly.Zhang Qiao, wait another 30 minutes!

But as soon as he stepped on it, he bounced off again like an electric shock. His upper body had already rushed in, but when he saw a familiar face on the seat, he jumped out again. The driver didn't understand what was going on. Already ran a long way...

What!Why is Wen Qiang on the top!

Zhang Qiao walked over from the opposite side with a pair of popsicles smiling, and patted him on the head, "Why didn't you get in the car? According to your personality, it's not normal not to play hooligans."

"What kind of hooligans! Am I that kind of person!" Yufan dodged, his eyes a little unnatural, "I didn't get in the car just waiting for you!"

"So good?" Zhang Qiao frowned in disbelief, that handsome face was painted with a bright color by the light, and the nose and eyes were all awake, bright and moving.

"of course!"

Yufan took Zhang Qiao's hand and took a bite of the popsicle.

"What about the half hour?"

"No way, wait for the car."

Staring at the place where Yufan had bitten, Zhang Qiao also took a bite.

Two people, four mouthfuls, and one popsicle was gone in a blink of an eye.

But Yufan was still very surprised, why did Wen Qiang take this bus?It made him a little uneasy.

"I heard that Erxiao and Wen Qiang were together yesterday!" Yufan's deskmate whispered in his ear.

His tablemate is a flirtatious girl named Luo Mengting.

She has a pair of black stockings lederhosen, and Yufan sees them being worn all year round.Perfume, mascara, and lipstick filled the belly of the table, and all the books were stacked on the floor, and they were messed up when they were picked up, making his side a mess all day long.

At the worst time, Yufan even touched her aunt's towel in his drawer!

Luo Mengting likes to talk and move, usually when there is any disturbance in the class, she is the first to blow the wind.

"How did you know."

"Who do you think I am!" Luo Mengting's extraordinarily thick eyelashes wrinkled together, "There is someone behind this old lady!"

"Then do you know what they do?"

"You think my old lady is a god!"

After that, Yufan didn't bother to quarrel with her anymore. The so-called good man said that he didn't fight with women.

Occasionally she pretended to be mature and smoked a cigarette, frowning tightly.Yufan thought regretfully, doesn't she know that she looks the cutest when she laughs happily?

But this Luo Mengting is really a very strange girl. She usually has a fierce look, but she likes to bury herself on the table and cry during class. It is the kind of sob that does not want to make a sound, when she lifts her face and asks Yufan for a tissue. Like a little squirrel caught in the rain.

"Smart?" Yufan looked at her.

"You're smart!" After pinching Yufan hard, Luo Mengting blew her nose loudly, and then put the tissue into the trash bag she put on the table.

"Why are you so fierce! I won't lend you tissues in the future."

"Am I fierce! Why am I so fierce!" Luo Mengting stared at him with swollen eyes, then pressed her fingers harder, twisting the skin on the back of Yufan's hand, making a firm circle before letting go.

"Hey! That's not bad!" Yufan screamed in pain, and when he looked up, he turned purple. "Are you trying to kill my hand! I'm going to keep it for great things!"

Luo Mengting laughed through tears and stepped on his instep, "Death is not serious!"

"Where am I not serious!"

Yufan is the kind of boy who looks very evil, with fox eyes and a peachy mouth, and a mole above the corner of his mouth, he is very charming when he smiles.Luo Mengting sometimes looked at him with her forehead propped up, and said quietly, "I think I've taken a fancy to you."

"Really!" Yufan also held his forehead and looked at her.

"fake."

"It's boring."

At that time, Yufan had already turned around and did not see the loneliness in Luo Mengting's eyes.

The author has something to say: dare not be wordy. . .But still want to say. .Everyone has any ideas to mention. .

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