The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 642 You have the ability to drive him away (2)

As soon as Luo Congcong finished speaking, Xingyang was delighted: "You don't even know the director of your academic affairs department?"

Han Yan'an frowned: "Why do you even know the director of the academic affairs department?"

"The day before the military training, we went to the Academic Affairs Section to get fingerprints, filled out the files, and took photos of the students. The photo of the director was posted on the bulletin board at that time. Who doesn't know him?"

"How many years ago did I take my fingerprints, how could I remember?" Han Yan'an frowned again, raised his head and greeted politely, "Director Liu, I didn't expect you and my mother to be classmates. My mother drank too much. You have caused trouble. I apologize to you on her behalf, and hope you don't mind too much."

Polite peat, how can anyone be polite with indifference.

Luo Cong shrugged helplessly, sat down and continued to coax Mother Han to drink up half a bowl of honey water.

But I don't know if Mother Han is sleepy, the two eyelids are always fighting.Luo Cong raised his hand in front of her eyes and shouted in a low voice: "Auntie? Can you drink before going to bed? It will be very uncomfortable."

"Don't drink..." Han's mother closed her eyes and shook her head, finally spit out a clear word.

"Two more sips, the last two sips." Luo Congcong continued to coax persistently.

Director Liu on the second floor heard Han Yan'an's apology, and rubbed his hands even more awkwardly. He suddenly saw the towel in his hand from the corner of the eye, and he quickly pointed to the bathroom: "I know you...you are Han Yan'an...that...I used you The bathroom at home, I'm sorry... I will wash the towels, and this clothes..."

"Don't worry, you helped us, we should feel embarrassed." Xingyang smiled, and gently touched Han Yan'an's arm, "Hey, why does the director of your school look so frustrated?"

Han Yan'an glanced at him, and was about to say a few words following Xingyang's words, and then sent him away, but the director seemed to suddenly think of something, and pointed to the place upstairs: "Student, I'm sorry, my house is far away from here. I can't go back tonight. I've discussed it with your brother just now. I'm going to sleep in the bedroom on the third floor... Don't worry, I'll leave tomorrow morning and I won't disturb you. Well, I'll wash the towels first..."

After Director Liu finished speaking, he left. Luo Congcong just coaxed Mother Han to take a sip before turning around and saying, "Xingyang, why did you sell the third floor without your brother's consent?"

"It's he who said he wants to stay here! He sent our mother back after so much hard work, and she vomited all over her body. If I refuse, I will be scolded to death when my mother wakes up." Xingyang also flattened his mouth, Looking at the railing on the second floor, "If you don't want to, drive him away if you can?"

Han Yan'an reached out to pick up his back collar, and said in a cold tone, "Go find Mom's clothes."

"Hey, don't bully me just because you feel uncomfortable..." Xingyang was unhappy, and complained in a low voice.

Luo Congcong successfully let Mother Han drink most of the honey water. As soon as she put the bowl on the coffee table, Mother Han yawned, then tilted her head and fell asleep leaning on her shoulder.

Luo Congcong didn't dare to move at once, and felt Han Yan'an coming, she smiled and whispered: "Your mother is very quiet when she is drunk, every time my mother is drunk, she wants to tear down my house, and she wants to go again Destroy Dongdong's house, compared with my aunt, my mother is a little monster when she is drunk."

"It's also the first time I saw her. In my impression, my mother really doesn't drink at all. I thought she was worried about getting drunk and going crazy, but now that I think about it, she might not have met someone who wanted to drink. The occasion." Han Yan'an said while looking at Director Liu who came out of the bathroom, his face was much less cramped, and murmured, "Cong Cong, do you think I should call my dad..."

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