Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 655 Pillow
"Mom and Dad, what are you doing?"

Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen hadn't come out of the kitchen for a long time, so Yang Xin went to the kitchen to look for them. The kitchen door was locked from the inside, so Yang Xin knocked on the door and shouted.

"I'm cooking, you watch TV first."

Yang Wenwen glanced at the door and said calmly.

"Isn't a kitchen tryst a special kind of romance?"

Zhou Jing put his left arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and stroked her face with his right hand, and said.

"It seems a little different." Yang Wenwen hooked her hands around Zhou Jing's neck, looked at Zhou Jing and said with a smile: "You are becoming more and more charming."

The boy is less impulsive and more manly than in the previous two years, which makes people feel more secure.

"Then kiss me."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's chin and said.

Yang Wenwen tilted her neck back and took the initiative to kiss Zhou Jing. It was still light outside and the child was in the living room. The two of them were not very passionate, just kissing briefly, sometimes sticking together and sometimes talking separately.

"Open your mouth."

Yang Wenwen said as she picked up a strawberry with her fingers.

"Feed by mouth."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

Yang Wenwen obediently bit the strawberry with her lips and approached Zhou Jing. Zhou Jing ate the strawberry and said, "Yang Guifei, do your high school classmates still call you that?"

"Call."

Yang Wenwen picked up another strawberry and ate it herself.

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's mouth so that it pouted, and kissed the strawberry juice on her lips.

"The novel has made good revenue in the past three or four months, and the sales of physical books have also increased a lot. How are the discussions about the platform adapting the TV series going?"

Yang Wenwen has been managing the backend data of Zhou Jing's novels. The e-book income of the two novels on Qidian has been more than 500,000 yuan per month in recent months. Combined with the income from publishing copyrights and sales of books, game copyrights, animation copyrights and other copyrights and the income during the creation period, the income of this book is almost 100 million yuan.

"Instead of making a TV series, just adapt an anime."

Zhou Jing is not optimistic about the TV series adaptations of fantasy novels. He discards every adaptation he has seen. The worldview and grand momentum of fantasy novels cannot be presented in TV series. Anime is not bad, and fantasy novels support the sky of Chinese animation.

Zhou Jing didn't want his novel to be adapted into a TV series, so he had to give up the platform. Penguin Horse is Zhou Jing's shareholder.

After feeling the freshness of the kitchen after a short separation, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen left the kitchen and went to the living room to watch TV.

"Aren't you going to do your homework yet?"

Yang Wenwen said to her daughter.

"Dad writes with me."

When it comes to doing homework, Yang Xin immediately becomes dispirited and pulls Zhou Jing to say.

“Do you need some guidance?”

Zhou Jing got up to accompany the little girl.

"No, I know everything. I know math, but I don't know some Chinese."

Yang Xin is a top student in the school. She can basically finish her math homework on her own, but she needs tutoring in Chinese.

Every time her daughter could finish her math homework on her own but needed tutoring for her Chinese homework, Yang Wenwen felt like crying. She was embarrassed to see her daughter, a high school Chinese teacher, learning Chinese.

"Dad is not good at Chinese either, so he needs your mom to help him. Your mom is a Chinese teacher."

Zhou Jing glanced at Yang Wenwen and said.

"Actually, my Chinese language skills in high school were average."

Yang Wenwen's Chinese score in high school was only around 120, which is not considered excellent.

"Dad, look at my new certificate."

When she arrived at the bedroom, Yang Xin pointed to the award certificate for last year's final exam posted on the wall, showing that she had ranked first.

"Great, what's the prize?"

Zhou Jing touched the little girl's head and said.

“This schoolbag.”

"Keep working hard. If you get first place in the final exam this year, I'll give you whatever you want. Write your name again and I'll see it."

Zhou Jing took a stool and sat next to the little girl to look through her homework book. The girl's handwriting had improved a lot and she could even write complicated names quite well.

"My name is so hard to write. Why did you give me such a difficult name?"

The little girl opened her exercise book and wrote the two words "Yang Xin" stroke by stroke with a pencil.

"You have to blame your mother. Why did she give you such a complicated name?"

Zhou Jing said to Yang Wenwen who walked into the bedroom.

"This character is not uncommon, but it has too many strokes. What's a simple and nice name?"

Yang Wenwen didn’t realize this problem before, but after her child went to school, she realized that having a child with a too complicated name was not a good thing.

"Yang Yi."

Zhou Jing wrote on the paper.

"This is so simple. Boys can be named this. Will it pass the review?"

Yang Wenwen admires the boy for being able to think of such a simple name, and wonders if others will think it is too perfunctory.

"do not know."

Zhou Jing thought that if he and Gu Jia had the chance to have a son, he would name him "Zhou Yi". The way of life is simple. One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. In ancient Chinese philosophy, "one" is the beginning of all things.

After watching the children do their homework for a while, Yang Wenwen poured a glass of water for Zhou Jing and her daughter, and took a book to read while sitting on her daughter's bed.

"Your father and I will be out for a while tonight. Don't be scared if you wake up at night. Your father and I will be back soon."

Yang Wenwen told her daughter this so that she wouldn't be scared if she woke up at night and couldn't find an adult.

The girl said, "What are you going to do?"

"Go to the company to take care of something. Don't open the door by yourself when you wake up. Call us if you get scared."

Yang Wenwen put her daughter's cell phone under her pillow.

"Oh!"

The little girl is seven or eight years old, and nothing will happen if she stays at home alone for a while.

At night, after the children fell asleep at around nine o'clock, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen drove to Zhou Jing's house on Baoning Road. Yang Wenwen drove Yang Wenwen's car, and Yang Wenwen often went to Zhou Jing's house on Baoning Road to clean it up.

"It's much more stable to drive."

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and said.

"Practice makes perfect. The evening self-study session at high school is over and the college entrance exam is coming soon. You have done a good job in providing free breakfast to the seniors of Experimental Middle School. The teachers are envious of the breakfast in the classroom cafeteria, which is just so-so. Will you continue to provide funding for the next senior class?"

Yang Wenwen was smiling as she passed the intersection next to the Experimental Middle School. There were many students wearing Experimental Middle School uniforms on the road. Yang Wenwen slowed down and walked slowly. After the college entrance examination last year, Yang Wenwen resigned. Another college entrance examination is coming soon. It has been almost a year since Yang Wenwen resigned. Yang Wenwen was very emotional. She had been a high school teacher for nine years and missed this profession very much.

"The funding for the Yushi Education Foundation will increase to 10 million yuan each year, and the free breakfast will cover No. 1 Middle School and Yushi Middle School starting this fall."

Yushi Middle School, No. 1 Middle School and Experimental Middle School are the three best high schools in Yushi. Zhou Jing only takes care of Experimental Middle School to break the balance among the three schools. In the future, Zhou Jing will continue to increase his investment in funding for junior and senior high schools in Yushi, and only fund better universities in other places. Giving back to the society is one aspect, and establishing the image of the company and entrepreneurs is another. With Zhou Jing's handsome appearance and full sense of social responsibility, he is the best marketing for Ideal Technology.

"Experimental Middle School made a sign for you, and there's one in every classroom."

After arriving at the community, Yang Wenwen parked the car, opened her cell phone album and found the photo of Zhou Jing's listing.

"It's very handsome."

Zhou Jing witnessed the cool operations of the Experimental Middle School. A handsome photo of Zhou Jing was selected from the signboard, and next to it was a personal introduction [Zhou Jing, born in 1988XXXX, studied in the Experimental Middle School from 03 to 06]. It quoted a sentence Zhou Jing said at the senior high school oath-taking ceremony last year, [A nine-story tower starts with a pile of earth, and a swan's ambition begins with a single step]. On the wall next to it was a portrait of Einstein. Zhou Jing was definitely more inspiring to the students of the Experimental Middle School than Einstein.

"I'm handsome."

Yang Wenwen didn't know whether to cry or laugh when she called out Zhou Jing, a student.

"Do you like handsome guys?"

Zhou Jing unbuckled his seat belt, hooked his hands around Yang Wenwen's neck, sucked on her chubby lips and spoke.

"like you."

Yang Wenwen looked at Zhou Jing with affection, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

"You're getting sweeter and sweeter. No wonder people say women become more seductive as they get older." Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen's soft waist and said, "Be a little more cheesy."

"You still listen to this disgusting thing?"

Yang Wenwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Well, I won't get off the bus until I get it right."

Zhou Jing almost looked at Yang Wenwen's face and said, "I miss you so much."

"Not cheesy enough."

Zhou Jing shook his head and said.

"husband."

Yang Wenwen continued.

Zhou Jing shook his head to indicate to continue.

"Good brother."

"How stupid! Make your words more cheesy."

Zhou Jing gave Yang Wenwen some tips.

"I love you."

Yang Wenwen's throat rolled over, it was really corny.

"Say that five times."

These three words spoken by Yang Wenwen sounded more corny than those spoken by a young girl, but they were also much more heart-moving. Zhou Jing felt corny and at the same time, he didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart.

"How can you be so mean? I love you, I love you, I love you."

Yang Wenwen pinched Zhou Jing's waist with her hand and said it five times obediently.

"My husband loves you too. He had a crush on you for three years in high school."

Zhou Jing got off the car with satisfaction. The weather was a bit cold and he was wearing too much. If it was summer, he would not get off the car.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the neighborhood was very quiet under the cover of night. Zhou Jing walked with his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist. The house was on the third floor. Yang Wenwen took out the key from her bag and opened the door. After entering, Zhou Jing closed the door and hugged Yang Wenwen.

Every time he came back here with Yang Wenwen, Zhou Jing seemed to see scenes from the past. He could vividly remember the scene in the living room where Zhou Jing taught the little girl to paint, the scene where he half-exposed Yang Wenwen and the scene where he carried Yang Wenwen into the bedroom under the pretext of teaching Yang Wenwen to paint.

"really miss you."

Zhou Jing didn't change his shoes and walked towards the bedroom with Yang Wenwen in his arms.

"I miss you too. I love you so much."

Yang Wenwen let Zhou Jing hold her, her voice becoming soft involuntarily. Without the interference of the child, Yang Wenwen completely released the longing that had been in her heart for more than a month.

The room was a bit cold because the heating was off, so Zhou Jing turned on the electric heater.

Zhou Jing gently bit Yang Wenwen's red face and said, "I would look at your photos and our short videos every day before going to bed. The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to look at your photos."

"Me too. I miss you every day."

Yang Wenwen's eyes felt hot and her vision seemed a little blurry.

"If you love me, kiss me more. If you love me, hug me more."

Zhou Jing put Yang Wenwen on the bed, snuggled in her arms and said with a smile.

"Naughty."

Yang Wenwen couldn't help but burst out laughing. She took off her shoes on both feet and hugged the boy tightly. The boy's mischief made her laugh and cry, but he was so cute that people liked him more and more.

"Does my dear sister like her brother to be naughty?"

Zhou Jing pushed the messy long hair away from Yang Wenwen's face, but some hair was still left on her face, making her look very charming.

"Today it's my turn as the elder sister and you as the younger brother?"

Yang Wenwen said while pinching the boy's face.

"It's up to each of us. I call you good sister, and you call me good brother. Call."

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen's face and said.

"Good brother."

Yang Wenwen touched Zhou Jing's head and said.

"You've learned to be naughty, haven't you? Call me good brother and good husband."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's chin and said.

"Stinky brother, bad brother."

"Small."

Zhou Jing sat up and took off his coat, then held one of Yang Wenwen's feet. Yang Wenwen was wearing white cotton socks, and there was still some warmth on the white socks as she had just taken off her shoes. Yang Wenwen's feet were well-proportioned, and looked slightly fatter when wrapped in the thick socks.

“Do I look fat in skinny jeans?”

Yang Wenwen herself can see that her slightly plump figure makes her legs look thicker when she wears tight jeans.

"This is called plump, not fat."

In Zhou Jing's eyes, Yang Wenwen has the best figure, and for women over 30, a fuller figure is a plus.

"You are really good at comforting people. If your partner couldn't control his mouth, I don't know how fat he would become."

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy's raised legs, and her thighs looked a bit strong.

"Your height is there. Your legs and waist weren't that thin in 03 or 04."

Zhou Jing put Yang Wenwen's feet wrapped in white cotton socks to his mouth and bit them and said.

"Which one looks better in jeans or leggings?"

Yang Wenwen pinched her thigh and said.

"They all look good. I love you so much."

After holding Yang Wenwen's feet for a while, Zhou Jing took off her socks.

Yang Wenwen said with a smile: "Guess what color underwear I'm wearing today."

"What's the reward for guessing correctly?"

Zhou Jing said with interest.

Yang Wenwen said, "You can ask for anything you want. How should I punish you if you guess wrong?"

"You can ravage me however you want."

"Then I'll give you three chances."

Yang Wenwen said with a smile.

"White, black, light blue, is there a correct answer?"

Zhou Jing gave three answers at once.

"No, I'll think about how to punish you."

Yang Wenwen shook her head.

Zhou Jing checked it and really didn't guess it right. It was light green. He almost guessed it right. He hesitated between light green and light blue and guessed light blue. Zhou Jing lay in Yang Wenwen's arms and said, "How do you want to punish your husband?"

"Listen to me today and call me sister."

Yang Wenwen didn't know how to punish the boy.

"Good sister, please give your little puppy your orders, good master."

Zhou Jing said with a smile, resting his head on Yang Wenwen's arm.

"So nice."

The electric heater was turned on for a while and the bedroom became warmer. Yang Wenwen tied her hair and hugged Zhou Jing.

At around 2 o'clock, Yang Wenwen recovered some strength, picked up her phone, looked at it and said, "Why don't you take a good rest here and I'll go back over there."

"Go back together."

How could Zhou Jing let Yang Wenwen go back alone in the middle of the night?

The two of them got up, packed up briefly, put on their clothes and went back. The child was alone at home, and Zhou Jing and Gu Jia were worried if they didn't go back.

It has been a long time since she relaxed as completely as she did today. Yang Wenwen felt particularly comfortable when she went outside and breathed the cool air.

After returning home, Yang Wenwen went to her daughter's bedroom and took a look. Her daughter was sleeping. Yang Wenwen left her daughter's bedroom and returned to her own bedroom.

"Hurry up and take a rest. You can wash it tomorrow."

Yang Wenwen put Zhou Jing's pillow away and said.

When Zhou Jing is not at home, Yang Wenwen always puts Zhou Jing's pillow on her bed. Sometimes when she can't sleep, she hugs Zhou Jing's pillow and slowly falls asleep thinking that Zhou Jing is by her side.

(End of this chapter)