Chapter 487

Before going to bed at night, mu qiange lay on the earth Kang and couldn't sleep. All he thought about was watching the stars with him.

Obviously he didn't say anything that impressed her. Obviously he didn't have much sweetness, but she just felt very satisfied.

She never knew that she was such a contented woman.

She always thought she was a demanding woman.

She even craves the time in the mountains with Jane Zheng.

After returning to city a, he was busy with his career and she was busy with her plays. It was difficult to get along like this day and night.

If you have a chance to meet, you must meet at the Bureau of Lu Lichuan or ouyangye's group.

They don't seem to have a chance to get along alone anymore.

After tossing and turning until midnight, Mu thousand pigeons gradually fell asleep.

As a result of going to bed late, mu qiange got up late the next day. She opened her eyes and looked at the sun outside to know it was late.

She got up in a hurry. She didn't even have time to fold the quilt or wash her face. She gathered her hair with her fingers and went out of the earthen house.

The earthen houses they live in are very close to the classroom. They are all on a playground, next to each other.

She opened the door and ran to the classroom.

However, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Jane Zheng playing football with the children on the playground.

She stopped and watched them play. She looked at the simplified administration of the children. It was so dazzling that he looked higher among the children.

He always looks very serious with a cold face, but boys still like to stick to him. Maybe this is personality charm.

Before she walked over, kuarang Bajie found her, pointed to her and said with a smile, "Mr. Mu woke up."

The children stopped playing football and looked at her. Mu qiange walked over and asked, "what do you mean?"

Kuarang Bajie said, "Mr. Jane said Mr. Mu would sleep in today. Let's have physical education first."

When he finished, the children laughed.

I don't know if she was wrong, and Jane Zheng's mouth also smiled?

Can this facial paralysis laugh?

"Mr. Mu got up and asked her to teach you." Jane Zheng wiped the sweat on his face and took the children to play ball all morning. It was very hot. He had to take a bath in Houshan.

Watching him take out a towel from his room and walk back to the mountain, mu qiange knew what he was going to do.

I couldn't help but call him and remind him, "the back landscape is cool. Wash it after eliminating sweat."

Jane Zheng paused, looked at her, and nodded: "HMM."

Then he sat down on the big stone in the playground and dissipated sweat.

The children sat back in the classroom. They were supposed to be the most playful age, but they cherished the hard won learning opportunity.

As soon as mu qiange left, I didn't know how long it would take for a teacher to teach them.

So they would rather not have physical education than learn knowledge in the classroom.

Mu qiange walked into the classroom and asked, "what class do you have first, mathematics, Chinese and English?"

"Chinese." asked the audience in unison.

Mu qiange went behind the dilapidated podium and found a big bag under the podium. It was the bag Jane Zheng took back yesterday. It should be the bag full of chocolate.

Mu qiange looked at the children below and said with a mysterious smile, "have a good class today. There will be a reward after school."

"Teacher mu, what reward?" kuarang Bajie asked.

"Delicious, you'll know after school." Mu qiange deliberately kept a secret.

Utoshan said, "it's chocolate."

Mu qiange pretended to be a mysterious failure and asked in frustration, "how do you know?"

"Teacher Jane told us when she took us to play football in the morning and said that teacher Mu would give us points when he got up." utoshan's big round eyes were full of innocence.

Mu qiange turned angrily and stared at the man sitting on the big stone. At the moment, Jane Zheng was looking at her.

Seeing that she looked over, and her eyesight belt was a little bad, Jane Zheng shrugged his shoulders, jumped down a big stone, put a towel on his shoulder, and went to the back mountain to take a bath.

It's almost noon. It's a good time to take a bath.

After taking a bath, you can cook a hot pot.

I can't help thinking of what mu qiange said last night. After staying here for a long time, there is no external competition and desire for money and power. Simple eating and drinking will really make people feel a little happy.

Mu qiange stared at him and continued his class.

After half a month here, she has been used to the life here. Although it is a little bitter, the water is still inconvenient, the voltage is still unstable, the mobile phone still has no signal, and she is still not used to eating, but the people here are very simple. Although life is bitter, they are very positive.

Jian Zheng came back from his bath and saw mu qiange standing on the podium, concentrating on giving the children lessons. He went back to his room and took a camera to take some photos.

Maybe these photos will turn her over in the future.

Although the life here is simple and beautiful, they do not belong here. Sooner or later, they will return to the big dye vat of society.

Life here, one day, one less day.

At noon after school, the children didn't rush out of the classroom and go home for dinner as usual. They were waiting for chocolate.

Chocolate is an ordinary snack for children outside, but it has become rare for children here. Maybe parents can buy one for them only during the new year.

Muqian pigeon looked at them, smiled, bent down and brought up the bag full of chocolate from under the podium.

After taking the children to chocolate, they bent down and said thank you to Muqian pigeon.

Mu qiange shook his head: "these are bought by teacher Jane. Thank him."

She admires thousands of pigeons. She is not a person who steals credit casually. Besides, she really didn't expect to buy chocolate for the children.

Jane Zheng's face was cold and his heart was hot. His heart was thinner than hers.

The children left happily with chocolate. Muqian pigeon still asked: "when you get home, you should share it with your parents."

Chocolate is divided equally according to the head. There is the last piece of chocolate left in the bag. She smiles, picks up the last piece and goes back to the earth house.

Jian Zheng said that he would cook a hot pot this noon and reward him with this chocolate.

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled the spicy hot pot. Mu qiange swallowed his saliva.

Mingming had hot pot with Enron before he came. How can he feel like he hasn't eaten it for several years now.

"Ready?" Muqian pigeon couldn't wait to ask.

"Well, cook it and you can eat it." Jane Zheng put the washed white radish on the table.

They sat down around the small wooden table. Before the pot was opened, mu qiange took out the remaining chocolate, peeled it and sent it to Jian Zheng's mouth: "here."

Obviously it was for him to eat. Jian Zheng shook his head and said, "don't eat."

"There's one left for you." Muqian pigeon held it in his mouth and refused to take it away.

Jane Zheng frowned and shook his head: "I don't eat sugar."

"This is chocolate, not sugar."

Jane looked at her with helplessness in her eyes, as if to say: is there a difference?

Not all sweet.