Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 25
As soon as school was over, Yu Luying left early.

Shen Jie's reply to the text message was also long in coming: "Oh, let's talk about it, maybe after the exam is over, you have to study as soon as possible."

Without waiting for the legendary "call you after school", and without time to worry about the mess in front of him, Xiao Yao followed him home on Teacher Yao's Qingqi.

I thought it would be in the office, Xiao Yao murmured to himself.

He was sitting on the back seat of Qingqi, holding Teacher Yao's waist with both hands, inexplicably thinking of himself holding his father's waist in this way when he was a child.

This feeling... a little strange, but also a little nostalgic.

Teacher Yao's home is not too close to the school, and it takes a quarter of an hour to walk by motorcycle.

This is a very ordinary neighborhood, one side of the building is covered by green vines.

The teacher's house is on the top floor of the sixth floor, but there is no elevator.However, in Xiao Yao's opinion, having a flush toilet and a clean bathtub is already the enjoyment of the upper class.

The decoration of the home is a little old and simple, but it has been cleaned up spotlessly, and the windows are bright and clean.There was an inexplicable smell in the air, but it wasn't unpleasant.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, you wear these slippers." Teacher Yao's wife greeted him warmly.

This woman has short, neat hair and a generous smile. She is tall and wears a long plain dress and plastic slippers on her bare feet.

"Thank you, Master." Xiao Yao nodded cautiously.

"Qian Shui, what did you do today? It smells so good." Teacher Yao put down his bag and trot to the kitchen to have a look.

There is a wedding photo of the two of them hanging in the living room. From the photos, Teacher Yao is actually younger.

Perhaps it is the years that have left all the tenderness to the teacher's wife, without leaving too many marks on her face, and even the round apple muscle is the same as in the photo. .

Fair skin, beautiful double eyelids, and big full eyes all told Xiao Yao that when Qianshui was fifteen or sixteen years old, even beauties like Shen Jie and Yu Luying were probably evenly matched. .

For a moment, Xiao Yao felt jealous towards Teacher Yao.

"Master's wife is really beautiful." He praised sincerely.

"This child has such a sweet mouth." Qianshui said with a smile.

The dinner was a regular four dishes and one soup, and a bagged grilled chicken was specially added for Xiao Yao.

"Ms. Ma's craftsmanship is really good."

This is also true.Yu Luying has a bland mouth, but cooking in shallow water is the traditional thick oil red sauce of the people of Modu, so in Xiao Yao's eyes, her cooking skills are really superior to Yu Luying's.

"Eat more if you like it." Qianshui smiled and picked up a chopstick dish for Xiao Yao.

"I can pinch myself." Teacher Yao rolled his eyes.

"Teacher Yao, you don't have any children yet?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"Eating your food, why are you talking so much?" Teacher Yao frowned deliberately: "It's enough for me to take care of you brats every day, how can I have the energy to raise another one."

"Don't blame your own problems on the students." Qianshui said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, what's wrong with me?" Teacher Yao straightened his back, "You're just joking with him."

"By the way, Teacher Yao," Xiao Yao suddenly remembered something: "Thank you for the shirt...how much is the clothes? I'll return them to you tomorrow."

Miss Yao's expression changed: "Clothes? What clothes?"

Xiao Yao was taken aback for a moment, noticed the flashing change on Qianshui's face, and immediately reacted.

"Oh," Teacher Yao slapped his forehead, "You're talking about the new school uniforms, aren't you stupid?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's a school uniform, it's a school uniform."

"Okay," Qian Shui said with a smile: "You two stop singing along, this shirt is not a school uniform, and the hang tag hasn't been torn clean yet."

While talking, she stretched out her hand to help Xiao Yao tear off the half of the plastic thread hanging from the collar: "Old Yao also told me about the situation in your family, you don't have to pay this money, and you can repay you if you can upgrade smoothly. Teacher Yao."

"Ma'am is right."

"Teacher Yao, teacher's wife..." Xiao Yao was about to continue to decline, but the phone rang.

He took it out in a panic, and saw that it was a text message notification from Telecom, and then showed a disappointed expression.

How about calling after school?
"So you secretly brought your mobile phone in school." Teacher Yao said meaningfully.

"No, no," Xiao Yao said quickly, "I stuffed my schoolbag in school and didn't take it out, mainly because my grandma was afraid that I wouldn't be able to contact me."

Grandma, I'm sorry, but you can take the blame again.

"Why panic, I won't confiscate you," Teacher Yao said with a smile, "Be careful when you're at school, don't let the principal and grade director see you."

While agreeing, Xiao Yao entered a text message: "Is school over?"

After thinking about it, I deleted it again, but never posted it.

I want to see, if I don't look for you, when will you look for me.

"Will she send you messages again?" Teacher Yao asked again.

"Her? Who?" Xiao Yao froze for a moment, then realized: "No, I'm not waiting for news from her."

"Oh?" Teacher Yao raised his eyebrows and didn't continue to ask: "Eat well when you eat."

After the meal, Xiao Yao rushed to help clear the table and the dishes.Although Qianshui kept saying "let me do it, let's study quickly", Xiao Yao still walked towards the kitchen with a stack of dishes.

at this time.

Without any warning, he was slapped across the face.

This slap wasn't too heavy, but it wasn't too light either, and it stunned him all at once.

Before the reflex arc was delivered, Xiao Yao felt severe pain in his arm.

That kind of severe pain... It was like when my father whipped himself with a slipper when I was a child.

"Aww!" Accompanied by the sound of bowls and dishes being smashed to the ground, Xiao Yao hugged his arms and hopped on the spot.

"Why are you so careless, kid?" Qianshui ran over, "You didn't hurt your hand, did you?"

"What's the matter, what is this?" Teacher Yao ran out of the study with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Oops, Teacher Yao," Xiao Yao was still grinning, "Something happened to Yu Luying!"

(End of this chapter)