Chapter 569

Zhou Xiaomei now tries to have about 140 Jin.

Because she is only one meter and six, which can be said to be fat. When she was a girl, how much Jin was Zhou Xiaomei?

She was very slim. Later, when her children were born one by one, she became fat one time. It was also because of Su Dalin's good craftsmanship that the monthly meal was very rich.

So now Zhou Xiaomei can't lose weight. Lin Qinghe asks her to stop talking. She says she can't help it. Especially, there's a Stalin beside her to persuade her to eat, saying that the fatter she is, the happier she will be

When Lin Qinghe listened, he didn't dare to say it. He really turned a big white eye in his heart.

It's not discrimination against fat people. Fat people don't eat her rice. In fact, it's good for a woman to be plump, but it's not good to be too fat.

The first one is to show old age, the second one is easy to get tired, and the third one is that it's really hard to buy clothes.

Can you imagine the despair that the biggest size in the clothing shop can't fit in?

Lin Qinghe didn't listen to Zhou Qingbai's encouragement.

So from today on, she had a few and many meals. She asked Zhou Qingbai to buy some corn sticks for him to cook. When she was hungry, she would eat corn sticks, tomatoes, cucumbers and fruits in the space.

I can drink meat, fish and stew, but I don't think it's too much. It's very healthy.

Old lady Jiang saw that they were just eating when she came for a walk this day. The food was excellent, but she didn't think Lin Qinghe was eating very much. Zhou Qingbai advised her to move her chopsticks reluctantly. She said, "pregnant, but you need to eat more. The child can't absorb nutrition in his stomach, so do you have to absorb it? How bad is it to the mother? "

"Auntie, you don't know. I eat a lot. You can see my appearance. It's not bad, right?" Said Lin Qinghe.

"It's not bad indeed. You've got a good time to keep up with us now. We were really tightened up in those days. We were not much better when we were pregnant." Said Madame Jiang.

"My mother-in-law often remembers the bitterness and sweetness, but you should be better here in Haishi, Mrs. Jiang." Lin Qinghe said.

"Not much better." Said Madame Jiang.

After chatting for a long time, aunt Jiang was embarrassed and said, "Qinghe, are you free tomorrow?"

"My nephew is coming?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"My daughter-in-law said," come here. " Mrs. Jiang said with a smile.

"All right, bring it here." Lin Qinghe nodded.

"Just an hour. Don't be tired." Madame Jiang said.

Lin Qinghe nodded, but he was not polite to Aunt Jiang.

The next day, Xue Meili, the daughter-in-law of aunt Jiang, came with her son Jiang Geng. Xue Meili's man is the deputy director of the Bureau in this area, and he is also a person with identity, but he dare not look down on Lin Qinghe.

She listened to what her mother-in-law said. They came from Beijing and taught college foreign languages. All the books she read were in English. They were very cultural.

Lin Qinghe tested the English level of Jiang Geng, a young man, and said straightforwardly, "are you serious about your subject or not?"

"Partial." Jiang Geng was shocked for a while, but he didn't have a good airway.

He can't speak English. Anything else is OK.

"That will do." Lin Qinghe nodded and said, "your foundation is too poor. I have to start with the phonetic alphabet for you. If you are free, come here. I can only spare you one hour every day."

"I'm afraid you can't teach me well." But Jiang Geng looked at her suspiciously.

"What are you talking about, son?" Xue Meili quickly said, and then apologized to Lin Qinghe: "Mr. Lin, don't get along with this stinky boy, you are spoiled by us."

Lin Qinghe smiled and looked at Jiang Geng and said, "do you think I am not qualified to teach you?"

"The head of the Foreign Languages Department of Peking University can't teach you?" Zhou Qingbai glanced at Jiang Geng.

Xue Meili was stunned. She heard her mother-in-law say that Lin Qinghe is a foreign language teacher in University. She knew that she must be powerful, but she didn't expect to be the head of the Foreign Language Department of Peking University?

"Now it's suspended." Lin Qinghe takes a look at Zhou Qingbai.

Zhou Qingbai looks at Xue Meili. The deputy director's wife slaps her son on the back of the head and says, "learn from director Lin. if you see your grandmother, director Lin can spare you an hour every day?"

"My three sons are all from Peking University. I think my education should be OK." Lin Qinghe picks his eyebrows and looks at Jiang Geng.

Naturally, she won't care about such a half old boy. It's obviously a young man. Naturally, she's a bit arrogant. However, there are no arrogant students here who have to be suppressed by him.

Jiang Geng also didn't expect her to be so arrogant. She is the head of the Foreign Language Department of Peking University. Her three sons are from Peking University. This is a real cow, not a fake cow.

He sat down.

Lin Qinghe began to give lectures to him. The efficiency of Lin Qinghe's lectures is very high. In addition, Jiang Geng is not so bad. He is gifted at reading, so he accepted it very well.

An hour used to be a long time, but it passed unconsciously.

Jiang Geng felt that he could learn again. Lin Qinghe hurried: "an hour has arrived. Come again next time."

"The hour passed a little fast." Xue Meili listened to it all the way, but she was also fascinated by it. She smiled and said to her son, "thank you, director Lin!"

"Thank you, director Lin." Jiang Geng was still a little unconvinced before, because Lin Qinghe was a little crazy, but I have to say that he was really a little convinced in this hour, which really knows more than their teacher!

"Today's teaching should go back and recite. Tomorrow I will check." Said Lin Qinghe.

Xue Meili began to take the money. Lin Qinghe said, "I told aunt Jiang that you don't need money. Just come here to learn something. Ms. Xue, you don't have to be polite to me."

"No, no, no, there is no tuition." Xue Meili said quickly.

"You're welcome." Lin Qinghe said, looking at Jiang Geng: "how often do you come?"

"I'll come tomorrow?" Jiang Geng said.

"All right." Lin Qinghe said: "this is also the time period."

Jiang Geng nodded, and then went back with the embarrassed Xue Meili, who also said goodbye to ginger next door.

Their mother and son went back. Aunt Jiang came here and said, "I heard Meili say that Qinghe has your tuition confiscated?"

"It's just to teach children some high school knowledge, auntie, you don't have to be polite to me." Said Lin Qinghe.

Mrs. Jiang didn't say anything. She told her daughter-in-law about it. Tomorrow, her grandson will come and bring some fruit.

Then Jiang Geng came to make up for the lessons. He brought fruit every day. Lin Qinghe didn't say anything. He bought it and ate it.

When vice director Jiang came home from the class this day, he saw only his daughter but not his son. Knowing that he was going to tutor in English, he said, "how do I think Xiao Geng is very interested in learning English recently?"