Age: My Small World

Chapter 71 Sick Leave
"Brother Xiaoshan! Where are you looking?"

Xiao Yuer was originally worried about their relationship, but suddenly she noticed his gaze and her little face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

"Ahem, I need to change clothes today."

Yang Jun laughed and quickly looked away.

It is indeed impolite to always stare at the front of a girl, but he really didn't expect that Xiaoyuer actually started to develop.

The little girl really thought Yang Jun was looking at her clothes, and couldn't help pinching the material of the cuffs.

"My mother altered this for me. She said I couldn't wear old clothes all the time."

Yang Jun took a look and found that the clothes looked familiar, as if Aunt Fan Ping had worn them before.

"This is the new dress that Mom bought when she married Dad. She hasn't worn it many times. She usually wears it when she goes to the city." Xiao Yuer was obviously reluctant to let it go.

The clothes are a women's shirt decorated with light green orchids. It looks a bit old-fashioned, but when worn on Xiaoyuer, it looks particularly charming. Perhaps clothes also need to be set off by people. After all, Xiaoyuer's appearance is not bad.

"It's really beautiful. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Xiaoyu'er, you also have a saddle."

"Pah, pah, pah, what saddle? I'm not a horse."

When the little girl heard that she was being compared to a horse, she immediately became anxious.

The two of them played and joked all the way and soon arrived at school.

If the timing wasn't wrong, and if he could happen to meet a classmate on the road, he would have thought of taking the little girl for a ride on his bicycle. Riding a bike would be so great, but it's a pity that he can't ride it, which is quite frustrating.

Before I entered the classroom, I happened to hear everyone doing exercises, so I joined them halfway.

Xiao Yuer was pulled by Yu Li to run together, while asking about Yang Jun's situation.

Next to Yang Jun, his deskmate Wang Kui came over.

"Yang Jun, are you well again? Why don't you just go into the classroom? The teacher won't blame you."

Now he understood what Xiaoyuer's excuse for leaving was. No matter when, pretending to be sick was always the first choice.

Yang Jun could only smile and say, "It's nothing, just a little uncomfortable."

Wang Kui is usually busy making money for his family and doesn't communicate much with Yang Jun, but he is still a nice person.

After much persuasion, he was persuaded to go in.

"I'm going to get sick even if I'm not sick. How miserable." I walked back with the cloth bag, feeling a bit amused and helpless. At the same time, I was thinking about the foreign language teacher who just arrived yesterday. She shouldn't complain, right?
When he returned to the somewhat empty classroom, he saw a pair of eyes filled with surprise and worry.

"Student Yang Jun, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Jiang Xueying didn't think about writing a note at the moment, and asked urgently.

Yang Jun walked over to her and sat down in the seat behind her. He smiled at the girl who turned around and said, "Actually, I'm not sick at all. I just took a leave to go to the provincial capital."

He was telling the truth.

Hearing this, Jiang Xueying was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

Yang Jun looked at her and asked, "I wasn't here yesterday. Are you okay? If you really need help, you can ask Xiaoyuer for help. She still has some strength."

Yu Li is also a good worker. In fact, this girl should spend more time with them and ask them for help if she has any difficulties.

If it really doesn't work, Liu Xin can take over.

Jiang Xueying forced a smile: "It's okay, I...I didn't drink too much water when I saw you weren't here."

When she mentioned it, Yang Jun suddenly thought of the feeling of carrying her on his back twice.

The cottony touch lingered for a long time, which was really a bit unpleasant.

However, seeing that Jiang Xueying's face was still a little pale, he quickly handed her a bottle of water.

"Drink some water, it will make you feel better."

Her eyes lit up as she looked at the water bottle in front of her, and she reached out her hand to take it. "Did they add that mysterious herb you mentioned?"

The little girl had a relaxed smile on her face, as if the pain had left her at that moment.

Yang Jun nodded: "Yes, if you drink more, maybe it will really get better."

There was indeed something added to the water, which has the effect of spiritual water. She shouldn't have much pain throughout the day.

Seeing Jiang Xueying studying quietly while enduring the pain of illness is really heartbreaking.

"Then I'll drink it."

As she spoke, she opened the lid and began to drink in small sips.

"Ah, it's still as sweet." The spiritual water still had the same effect, making her lips and teeth fragrant.

At this time, the sound of conversations gradually came from outside, and everyone had returned.

The two of them immediately put away the bottle and sat upright, their tacit understanding only between their eyebrows.

After a while, most of the seats were occupied. There should be 40 students in the whole class, but in reality, only about 30 of them can come to study every day, so many seats are left empty.

Some people have real financial difficulties at home and often take leave to help with work, which is inevitable.

So, few people cared when Yang Jun took a day off.

"Hey, classmate Yang Jun is back." Liu Xin had a good impression of him and greeted him.

This is rare. Liu Xin has high standards. The companions he plays with on weekdays all come from well-off families, and he can get along well with his classmates from the countryside.

Yang Jun responded, but didn't say much.

Wang Kui approached with a sly look on his face.

"Yang Jun, we have another teacher here, a foreign language teacher, from the capital."

"Isn't he from the provincial capital?" Yang Jun was a little surprised. It turned out that the foreign language teacher was not from the provincial capital.

"I don't know about that, but yesterday afternoon my foreign language teacher said she was from Beijing."

"Is the new teacher here so soon?"

"Not really. I just came over to take a look at two classes and get to know everyone."

Teacher Wei Ran is quite quick in her actions. She just arrived yesterday and came to see the students before she even settled in. She must have a strong sense of responsibility.

As the two were talking, Teacher Cao Wen came in, and the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

Under the leadership of class monitor Ma Xin, everyone stood up and greeted each other before the class began.

The first class in the morning is basically dominated by Chinese. After all, it is easier to memorize the text in the early morning, and it feels good too.

Although Yang Jun had already read the entire textbook, he still listened attentively to Teacher Cao Wen's lectures. Teacher Cao Wen had a high level of knowledge and sometimes could give Yang Jun many new ideas.

Even though he later became a writer, he had to admit that Teacher Cao Wen had a deep foundation, worthy of his university background.

Never underestimate any college student today.

By the time of the second foreign language class, everyone's expectations had become even higher.

A familiar figure stepped into the classroom. Wei Ran's face had a barely perceptible nervousness, but more of a solemnity.

The long skirt disappeared and was replaced by the most common long-sleeved cotton shirt.

Her long hair was tied up, with two braids falling on both sides of her chest.

He was about to say something passionately, but the moment he saw Yang Jun, he paused.

Is this guy my student?

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