Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Mr. Xiu really did what he said.

Dong Changqing yawned so sleepy, Xiujue handed over a piece of chocolate, her eyes lit up immediately.

Through this method, it is easy to change the rest time of Dongchangqing from 06:30 to nine o'clock.

As for Xiujue, he also changed his working time from 10:30 am to [-]:[-] am.

After all, the president has some privileges no matter what.

Dong Changqing didn't like this change very much.

He has to sleep twelve hours a day, sleeps late, wakes up late, and perfectly misses the morning sun and dew.

It's also very strange, he has obviously become a human, but he still likes these.

"Dong Changqing, I'm asking you something!"

"I'm listening and thinking."

Another thing is also very strange. President Xiu is usually a very gentle person, and he never speaks too loudly. I don’t know why, when teaching him math problems, he always shouts loudly. surprisingly.

Dong Changqing bit the tip of the pencil, staring straight at the math problems in the notebook.

7×(5+3)=

President Xiu said, you need to count the ones in the brackets first, five plus three equals eight...

seven times eight...

Dong Changqing silently recited the multiplication table in her heart.

Eight to eight, two to eight to sixteen... seven to eight... 56!

Thinking of the answer, Dong Changqing bent her eyes, held a pencil and slowly wrote down the answer on the paper, "Okay!"

Xiu Jue glanced at it with his chin stuck, and was quite satisfied, then lightly tapped on the table, "Next one."

The next one is more difficult.

105÷(5x3+6)＝

Dong Changqing looked at the complicated numbers and symbols, raised her head, her eyes were drooping, and she was depressed, "It's hard..."

"If you haven't read the question, you say it's difficult!"

Dong Changqing felt that Mr. Xiu at this time was very much like a firecracker that was ignited in a cartoon, "No..."

"How could it not be possible! You calculate it for me! Use your brain! Calculate the ones in the brackets first!"

really angry.

He just taught how to do this type of question 10 minutes ago, and Dong Changqing figured it out, so he won't do it now.

This is so unscientific.

He was originally cold, but when he got angry, he was really fierce. Dong Changqing saw him nervous, scared, and he ate too much at night, so he hiccupped.

"..."

"belch."

Dong Changqing covered her mouth, lowered her eyelashes, and tried her best to deny that the voice had anything to do with her.

Seeing that his face was blushing, Xiujue took a deep breath, pushed his wrist away, and tried to soften his voice, "Calculate the ones in the brackets first, one by one."

Almost every parent who teaches their children homework has experienced the experience of Xiujue at this moment, and they will have a great determination.

Let alone hiccups, even if you want to pee your pants, you have to be determined to finish this question first.

Dong Changqing didn't want to do the question anymore.

He was tired, in pain, and missed Li Man very much.

Since Li Man started school, his tutor has become Xiujue.

Xiujue and Li Man have completely different education styles. He thinks that Dong Changqing has a good memory, so he asks him to use a dictionary to memorize children one by one, and only occasionally tests two words.

Xiujue obviously likes mathematics more. He pays attention to efficiency and accuracy in business, and now he applies this policy to Dong Changqing.

From the numbers from one to one hundred, to the fact that five plus five equals ten, followed by the nine-to-nine multiplication table, Holly Evergreen was never given a chance to breathe.

Absolutely not.

"Well, President Xiu... hiccup, I have a question to ask."

"Ask after you finish the calculation."

Mr. Xiu has his persistence.

Dong Changqing knew that he couldn't avoid this question, "Hi, let's count the ones in the brackets first, which equals... 21."

Xiujue nodded, "Yes."

"One hundred and five divided by 21... equals, equals..."

Dong Changqing snapped her fingers again.

The ruler in Xiujue's hand hit the back of his hand with lightning speed.

The strength was not heavy, Dong Changqing didn't hurt, but she shrank in fright.

"I'm counting!"

"You still need to break your fingers for this question? Use your brain, do you have one hundred and five fingers?"

Dong Changqing sniffed and said slowly, "That's not true."

Xiu Jue was laughed at by him, "One hundred divided by twenty, do you know what it is?"

"I know." Dong Changqing said confidently, "It's equal to five."

"That one hundred and five, divided by 21, is equal to what?"

After a long silence, Xiujue's decibels increased a lot, "You count! Count! Why are you looking at me! Do I have an answer on my face!"

Dong Changqing thought for a while, and said very seriously, "You have a handsome face."

This was a little joke Li Man made to make Dong Changqing happy when he was teaching him Pinyin. The extremely earthy love story successfully touched Xiujue.

He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head, and the slightly shy smile on the corner of his mouth gave this cold face a lot of humanity.

Dong Changqing is very good at striking while the iron is hot, "President Xiu, hiccup, I have a question to ask you."

"Just ask."

"I learn this, hiccup, what's the use?" Dong Changqing put her hands on the table in a regular manner, and sincerely asked Xiujue for advice. There was a shadow of Xiujue in her big black grape-like eyes.

Is there any use?

Xiujue looked into those eyes and asked himself whether the eggs were worth it or not.

Although he is not good at mathematics and can't even collect waste products, his kid doesn't need to collect waste products. He is willing to raise him at home and live a carefree life.

So why do you study mathematics? It’s useless.

"...Of course it works. If you're not good at math, you can't even go to the supermarket to buy snacks."

Dong Changqing never expected that Xiujue would give such a reason.

In fact, he thought about it when he asked that question. No matter what Xiujue said, he would deny it. For example, when he went to the supermarket to buy snacks, he could say it.

It's fine if I don't buy snacks.

However, he couldn't speak.

"Hi, forget it, forget it..."

"One hundred and five divided by 21, what is it?"

Today is another difficult day in life.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Aunt Wang prepared dinner on time, because Dong Changqing had been studying hard for more than a month, so in order to reward him, Aunt Wang prepared his favorite dishes every day, as well as the necessary caramelized walnuts , the walnut kernels are covered with a layer of sugar juice, which is sweet, crisp, and fragrant. Holly Evergreen can eat a plate at a time.

Sometimes Xiujue wants to eat it, but he will only give one, and then pretends to be cute and imitates Aunt Wang's words, "This is specially for Dongdong's brain. You can't become smarter after eating Dongdong."

Every time he calls himself Dongdong, Xiujue's expression becomes elusive.

Although Dong Changqing couldn't understand the meaning behind that expression, Xiujue would never touch his walnuts again.

that's enough.

Originally, Aunt Wang would be busy in the kitchen after eating every day, and would not come out to disturb the two of them, but today she has been wandering outside, and even Dong Changqing can tell that she has something to say.

After struggling for a while, Aunt Wang still came over, "Mr. Xiu...the National Day will be in two days, my grandson's school is on holiday, and his parents have to work overtime, so I want to ask for three days off..."

In fact, Aunt Wang's daughter-in-law's salary is not as high as hers, but since Dong Changqing changed her schedule, Aunt Wang hasn't gone back to see her grandson at night for a long time.

Xiu Jue understood her very well, and agreed very readily, "Yes, the National Day is also a holiday..."

Speaking of this, Xiujue paused for a moment, seemed to think of something, and was distracted for a moment, "Don't worry about Dong Changqing, just spend time with your grandson."

Aunt Wang was overjoyed, "Thank you, Mr. Xiu!"

"fine."

Seeing Aunt Wang walking briskly into the kitchen, Dong Changqing remembered her food and clothing problem, "Will Aunt Wang go home for three days?"

"Ah."

"Then what shall I eat?"

Xiu Jue glanced at him, "Our company has a seven-day National Day holiday, and I'll be at home during these seven days."

Although, he didn't quite understand why he had to stay at home for the whole seven days.

"So..." Dong Changqing's eyes lit up again, "These three days when Aunt Wang is home, can we all eat takeaways! Snacks!"

Xiujue can cook, but he prefers to order takeaway.

However, his takeaway should be different from what Dong Changqing said.

With other things in mind, Xiujue's answer was perfunctory, "Well, yes."

"Then don't let Aunt Wang come back."

"..."

Aunt Wang is kind to Dong Changqing from the bottom of her heart, and Xiujue can see that Dong Changqing's speech is very chilling, Xiujue can't help but think, if someone is better than him to Dong Changqing, Dong Changqing will If not, let him go.

What a white-eyed wolf spirit, not familiar with it.

The more Xiujue thought about it, the angrier he became, and his face became more and more unhappy.

However, Dong Changqing didn't notice him, he was only thinking about the three hamburgers a day and the endless snacks.

Delicious.

At night, after Dong Changqing fell asleep, Xiujue sat in front of the computer and sent an email to Ji Xinglin.

When are you coming back?

When Ji Xinglin decided to go abroad for further studies, he told him that he would come back for the National Day and Spring Festival. If it hadn't been mentioned just now, Xiujue would have almost forgotten about it.

It was the morning abroad, and Ji Xinglin quickly replied to him.

Arrive in the capital on the morning of the [-]nd!I have to go home first, then accompany Yiran to Wang's house, and after visiting the elders, I will visit you!Hahahahahaha! ! ! ! !

From the exclamation point in the email, you can tell how good Ji Xing is when he returns to China.

Xiujue sighed, and his fingers moved quickly on the keyboard.

Well, contact me in advance to clean up the dust for you.

When Ji Xinglin looked for him, Aunt Wang also came back.

When Xiujue replied to this email, he didn't think of anything else, he just wanted to hide Dong Changqing tightly so that Ji Xinglin and Wang Yiran could never find out.

He didn't have any guilty conscience, he was just afraid that the relationship would become more awkward.

Without seeing what Ji Xinglin replied, Xiujue turned off the computer.

He hasn't seen Ji Xinglin for a long time. Now that he is going back to China, he should be happy even from a friend's point of view. However, Dong Changqing is so angry that nothing can restore his consciousness except Dong Changqing himself. Feeling.

Winter evergreen, white-eyed wolf!

In the room where no one was around, Xiujue couldn't help imitating Dong Changqing's appearance and snorted heavily.

very dissatisfied.

Two days later, at nine o'clock in the morning.

Dong Changqing was lying on the bed in royal blue shorts and a T-shirt, staring at the air conditioner without moving.

not open.

Aunt Wang would not let him turn on the air conditioner when he was sleeping at night, so she would turn off the air conditioner when he fell asleep, and turn it on for him when he got up the next morning.

But last night, Aunt Wang turned off the air conditioner and went home. Dong Changqing is now as hot as a salted fish.

It's too hot to move.

After he lay down for half an hour, Xiujue opened the door and walked in, frowning tightly, "Why don't you get up."

Dong Changqing lifted up her T-shirt, revealing her white, tender and soft belly, and said with a sad face, "Hot..."

The capital city was already very cool in October, but the sun was extremely hot today, and the temperature was as high as [-] degrees after [-] o'clock in the morning.

Xiujue stared at him for a while, then picked up the remote control and turned on the air conditioner.

The icy cold wind instantly lowered the temperature of the whole room, Dong Changqing lazily raised her hand, "Thank you, Mr. Xiu, for saving your life."

"You're welcome, wash up and come out to eat."

Two days later, Xiujue's anger still persisted.

When he thinks of Dong Changqing, he can think of the white-eyed wolf. In more than four months, even the white-eyed wolf has developed feelings. Xiujue worked hard to endure it, so he didn't pinch Dong Changqing's neck so hard. Educate him what it means to repay kindness.

"it is good!"

Dong Changqing was hungry a long time ago, and when he cooled down, he regained his energy. He rolled off the bed and ran into the bathroom.

Xiujue shook his head helplessly, he had to admit that he couldn't sleep all night, thinking about this matter, but no matter how he thought about it, there was nothing he could do with Dong Changqing.

He can't understand scolding, hits, can't do it, throws it away, and is even more reluctant.

Now Xiujue has also figured it out, as long as he feeds the white-eyed wolf spirit enough, the white-eyed wolf spirit has no reason to go to find other masters.

Therefore, on the first day Aunt Wang asked for leave, she had a very rich breakfast. Xiujue ordered seafood porridge and desserts from a well-known porridge shop in the capital.

When Dong Changqing saw the breakfast, she exclaimed, "Wow—it looks delicious."

The absence of Aunt Wang, who took care of him for more than four months, had no effect on him at all, and Xiujue felt inexplicably sad.

With such a delicious breakfast, Dong Changqing didn't have time to pay attention to Xiujue's emotions. He put a bear-shaped custard bun into the bowl, first poked a hole in the top with chopsticks, and then gently blew on it. He swallowed the stuffing that gushed out, and swallowed while blowing.

I really want to eat it.

Xiu Jue sat aside, staring at him.

Hmm, soon.

"Hiss hiss—so hot—"

One hot get every day.

With a straight face, Xiujue said very seriously, "How many times have I told you that I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Why can't I eat hot tofu in a hurry?If you don't eat it quickly, won't the tofu be cold?

Just curious, but in front of a table of delicious food, Dong Changqing didn't bother to ask, so no matter how many times Xiujue said it, he still didn't understand this sentence.

Most of Xiujue’s breakfasts are Cantonese-style desserts. The sweet and greasy taste is very suitable for Dong Changqing’s appetite. Tired of eating the small wontons made by Aunt Wang, Dong Changqing eats more than usual A little more, twelve desserts, two bowls of porridge, three small pickles, and three steamed buns.

Feeling very full.

After breakfast, he slumped on the chair, covering his stomach and motionless. If it was normal, he would definitely go to the living room to watch TV.

"ate too much?"

Dong Changqing nodded, but refused to open her mouth.

It's been a long time, Xiujue really never thought that one day he would see Dong Changqing looking full.

The feeling of gaining knowledge made him feel better suddenly, so he took over Aunt Wang's work automatically and consciously. Excellent people are excellent in everything, even if they have never done such a thing, they are still able to handle it with ease.

Xiujue neatly packed the dishes and put them in the sink, threw the packing box into the trash can, and when he wiped the table with a rag, Xiujue's eyes fell on Dong Changqing.

He enjoys happiness like a little ancestor.

He is a dignified President Xiu, but he is cleaning the table.

Why.

President Xiu's mood fluctuated too quickly, he threw the rag on the table, "I still have some work to do."

The meaning is obvious, he won't wipe the table, someone else has to clean the rest.

Dong Changqing blinked her eyes, her expression suddenly became serious, "I still have some cartoons to watch."

You&%￥#

Seeing Xiujue taking deep breaths and looking very tired, Dong Changqing suddenly said with affectionate eyes, "Mr. Xiu, if you are tired, take a rest. Don't work all the time, it's not good for your health."

Xiujue swears, before he had time to be moved, Dong Changqing's next sentence has already blurted out, "Human life is so fragile, what if you suddenly die from exhaustion one day."

Your whole family is exhausted.

Xiujue clenched his trembling hand tightly, not letting himself fall down.

He has to live well, and now that he falls down, it's really, just a crunch.