The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Dingling bell~!"

"get out of class is over~!"

"Stand up, goodbye teacher~!"

As Ran Qiuye walked out of the classroom holding the textbook, the classroom suddenly became as lively as boiling water.

Teacher Ran, who had just taken two steps out of the classroom, paused, looked back at the mess in the classroom, and knocked on the door with his knuckles.

Suddenly, the classroom returned to complete silence.

A group of primary school students stared at the door, wondering if Teacher Ran would keep the class late, and they were slow to pack their schoolbags.

"Jia Geng, He Ming, Zhu Huiyang, it seems that you three haven't handed in your homework today. Come with me to the office~!"

The kids who were shouting anxiously just now suddenly became listless when their names were called. Banggeng, who was sitting near the trash can, had a trace of pain and determination on his face. He glanced at the other two unlucky guys who were called and had to follow obediently.

"Teacher Yan~!"

"Teacher Ran, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first~!"

It was still the same office. The math teacher, Old Yan, who sat across from Teacher Ran, had already finished grading the homework he had assigned. He greeted Ran Qiuye who came in and was about to go home.

There is no hope for promotion anyway, and it seems that Li Feng has no interest in helping him. Old Yan now is more like an old man waiting to retire. He just needs to do his job well and is too lazy to win anything else.

"Okay, see you tomorrow~!"

Old Yan smiled, and the wrinkles on his face could kill a fly. No matter what, he was always happy when he got off work. He walked out of the door and saw three little kids outside. He subconsciously curled his lips.

Especially when he saw Jia Geng was among them, lowering his head in frustration, it was hard to believe that Old Yan had been teaching for so many years and he didn't know what was going on.

What kind of tree bears what kind of melon? Qin Huairu’s children didn’t bother to care when they lived in the same yard, not to mention that they had already moved away.

"Second uncle~!"

When Banggeng saw Teacher Yan coming out, he felt like he had found a life-saving straw and looked over with pleading eyes.

"No, this is a school, not a courtyard. It's no use calling me uncle. Go ahead~!"

Shaking his fingers with a serious expression, Old Yan turned around and his face changed. This kid is even worse than He Yuzhu back then.

When I thought of He Yuzhu, I thought of what happened last month. Originally, it seemed that my own Yan Jiecheng was a bit disappointing, but now seeing how noisy Sha Zhu was, Yan Jiecheng, who was already married and had a child, was still very obedient.

At least, he won't go on a rampage and make me so mad that I die.

Old Yan leisurely rode on his bike, he had just finished work, but the responsible teacher Ran was still in the office, disciplining a few children.

"You are not children anymore. Your parents work hard to earn money and send you to school in the hope that you will have a bright future~!"

"I won't ask whether you really didn't bring it or didn't write it, but I hope you can hand in your homework tomorrow~!"

Even the tone of criticism, coming from Teacher Ran's mouth, is unusually gentle. After teaching for several years, Teacher Ran is still full of patience with naughty students.

"Okay~!"

A trace of pain flashed across his face, and Bang Geng nodded, as did the other two. It seemed that they would not have time to beat Fang Bao tonight.

What is Fangbao? It is a game made by folding paper or pages from other textbooks into squares. It is a favorite game among children in Beijing recently. It consumes a lot of textbooks and the children's arms hurt from shaking them so much that they don't even do their homework.

"Go ahead~!"

With a gentle look, Teacher Ran sent a few children away, then simply tidied up his desk, prepared tomorrow's lessons, and left work.

Unlike in the TV series, she did not buy the ladies' bicycle. I don't know if Li Feng's suggestion worked, but she saved all her salary.

However, this also made things convenient for another person.

Qin Huairu.

It must be said that she was indeed very concerned about Sha Zhu's matter. I don't know if she was on guard against Liu Lan or really wanted to make this matter a success.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Sha Zhu likes someone like Teacher Ran. As early as when Li Feng got married, Sha Zhu's attentiveness had caught Qin Huairu's attention.

It can be said that we have really understood Sha Zhu. He is a person who eats from the bowl but keeps his eyes on the pot.

Teacher Ran did not realize that he was being targeted by the students' parents and was going to be sold at a good price. On the contrary, he was very happy on the way home.

It doesn’t matter whether she is excellent or not. What matters is that her father’s recent changes have made Teacher Ran very happy.

As a family member, Teacher Ran sensitively noticed that his father's thoughts were getting closer and closer to this land and further and further away from the West.

Although she didn't know what he was busy with specifically, Ran Qiuye liked seeing these changes in her father, and she wanted to bring the knowledge she learned abroad back to her motherland and make her own contribution to the country.

"You're back, Qiuye. Let's get ready for dinner later~!" The warm family scene was what Teacher Ran had always dreamed of. Now, with the help of Li Feng, it has finally come true.

On the wall of the living room on the first floor, the photos of the leaders sent by Li Feng have been hung in the designated position. There are fewer and fewer Western objects. On the contrary, there are more and more documents, files and materials in the living room.

At least, the baseball bat that was used to beat Li Feng has long disappeared.

On the sofa, Ran Qilin, wearing his emerald green military uniform, was holding a stack of information in his hands and studying it very carefully. Only when he saw his precious daughter coming back did he reluctantly put the information down.

"Dad, why are you wearing this clothes~!"

With his hands on his father's shoulders, Ran Qiuye leaned over to take a look at the information his father was reading. As usual, he couldn't understand it, but he was very curious about the military uniform his father was wearing.

"Ahem, this is what the factory gave me. I kept it in the office and never wore it. My coat got dirty, so I changed into this one~!"

Ran Qilin's reaction was a little hesitant, his face a little unnatural. He looked at the green military uniform on his body. This was the first time he had put it on. Not to mention, when he walked on the street, people would nod and say hello to him, even if they didn't know them at all.

"If you've got it, just wear it. My dad looks much more energetic when he wears it, right, mom~!"

The relationship between father and daughter was finally reconciled. Ran's mother was also happy to see it and watched the scene with a smile. If you want to say who knows the changes in Ran Qilin best, it is only Ran's mother.

"Your dad wanted to wear it, but he was stubborn. You didn't see the smile on his face when he came back~!"

After living together for several years, the Western habits of Ran's mother have gradually faded away. Of course, more out of consideration for her daughter, Teacher Ran is very disgusted with the pretentious way of speaking in the West.

"Really? No, my coat got... Forget it, I can't tell you about the factory stuff~!"

Waving his hand, Ran Qilin was a little uncomfortable with the confidentiality. In fact, his wife knew that he was in the research institute, doing research, but he never told her what he was researching specifically.

"Dangdang~!"

The family was in the living room, enjoying a rare moment together, but a knock on the door interrupted the scene.

"Which one?"

"I, Mr. Ran, do you live here?"

The questioning voice outside the door made Ran Qiuye stand up immediately, walk to the door, and open the door on behalf of Ran's mother.

"you are?"

"I'm Jia Geng's mother. I live in the same courtyard with Mr. Yan Bugui. Do you remember?"

Qin Huairu, who was outside the door, did not look timid at all. She had already prepared an excuse for coming here, which made Teacher Ran, who opened the door, a little at a loss.

"Oh, yes, I remember now. Please come in~!"

I usually only visit students' homes. It's rare that a student's parent comes to visit my home. I heard that Qin Huairu lived in the same courtyard as Old Yan, and I did have some impression of her, so Teacher Ran immediately and politely invited Qin Huairu in.

Even if Qin Huairu didn't come to see her, she would have to take time to go to Qin Huairu's house to talk about the Banggeng issue.

"I'm sorry, I won't go in. I'm sorry to bother you. Can I delay Teacher Ran? Mainly, I want to ask about Banggeng's study situation. I'm at work during the day and I can't leave. I'm really sorry~!"

Although there was still a smile on her face, Qin Huairu had already seen Teacher Ran's house through the open door, and there was a hint of shock in the depths of her eyes.

First, he is rich. Second, he is still rich. The house is very big, with upstairs and downstairs, and it is beautifully decorated.

At least, it was much more beautiful than the family quarters. Qin Huairu had never thought that Teacher Ran's family was so rich.

A parent who cares about his child made Teacher Ran even more hesitant, but since everyone was here, and thinking about Jia Geng’s recent condition, it was time to have a chat with the parents.

"Come in, it's okay, I just want to talk to you about Jia Geng's study situation~!"

Looking at Qin Huairu who was standing at the door, shy and afraid to go in, Teacher Ran took her arm and led her into the house.

"Before coming back, I called him into the office and talked to him for a while~!"

Looking at the furniture, sofas, and various novel objects in the Ran family's house, Qin Huairu's eyes widened. She was so overwhelmed that she didn't listen carefully to what Teacher Ran said at all.

"You are a responsible and good teacher. I really have no choice. I have to go to work every day and I am busy at the factory. I don't have time to keep an eye on him. You are his class teacher. I can only ask you to help me more...!"

After taking a closer look at the furniture, Qin Huairu took a quick glance and noticed the middle-aged man in green military uniform. Her eyes gradually widened.

"Oh, it's... it's you!"

Looking closely at Ran Qilin's appearance, although he took off the white coat he wore when receiving the award, the recipient of the first-class collective merit, the highest award at that time, was undoubtedly the one who left the deepest impression on people.

"Oh, oh, it's you. What a coincidence. Teacher Ran, is this your father?"

After receiving Ran Qiuye's nod in response and a slightly puzzled look, Qin Huairu slapped her thigh, as if she had received an unexpected surprise.

"I've seen him. Last month, he was in the auditorium of our factory and he even went on stage to receive an award. It was personally given to him by the military leader. So your father is the director of the research institute in our factory~!" (End of this chapter)