It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

"Nanyue Temple?" Tong Yao tilted her head. "Is it the Nanyue Temple that Ji Xiaolan wrote about, 'A monk died in Nanyue Temple, and a Tathagata was born in Xizhu Kingdom'?"

Laogai laughed and said, "Teacher Xiaotong also knows this?"

"That is."

Tong Yao raised her eyebrows and was about to go in through the main door, but was stopped by Li Hanqiang in a panic:

"Teacher Tong, you have to go through the doors on both sides. The one in the middle is called the empty door!"

"..." Tong Yao silently retracted her steps, "Is it the empty door in 'entering the empty door'?"

"That's understandable."

There are quite a lot of rules.

"Teacher Tong thinks this is superstition." Laogai smiled gently.

Tong Yao was stunned and said:

"At least... not scientifically."

"Come with piety, leave with peace of mind." Laogai's expression remained unchanged, as if he was reminiscing. "This kind of thing works when you are sincere. Back then, my grandma was seriously ill and the doctors were at a loss. I came here to burn incense and pray to the Buddha. Later, my grandma miraculously lived for another three years. The doctors found it incredible."

Tong Yao listened silently and looked up at the magnificent temple. The brown-red building was simple and yet sacred. From a distance, she could vaguely see the Buddha statues in the temple meditating with their eyes closed. Those Buddha statues seemed to have some kind of magic, perhaps because their huge figures gave people a sense of oppression, making people want to surrender involuntarily.

No one dared to be disrespectful.

Tong Yao seemed to be influenced by the devout men and women, and she picked up the incense in her hand to make the temple more prosperous. She knelt and bowed three times, and she caught a glimpse of the devout Li Hanqiang, then quickly retracted her eyes, stared at the glazed eyes of the bronze statue, lowered her head, and bowed sincerely.

With the blessing of Manjushri, Class 7 and Class 4 will return triumphantly from the college entrance examination.

Out of selfishness, she added that she prayed to the Buddha to help Ruan Qian pass the imperial examination.

For the remaining time, Ye Wei asked the teachers to disperse and go sightseeing or make a wish on their own.

Tong Yao avoided other teachers and secretly went to find the monk who was taking the lots. When the monk saw her, he smiled kindly:

"What fortune do you want to ask for?"

Drawing lots at Nanyue is famous for its effectiveness.

"Um..." Tong Yao was a little embarrassed to say, "Is there a kind of marriage..."

The monk continued to laugh, gave her a stick, and pointed in the direction of the Bodhisattva:

"The first one that falls out is the fortune stick you prayed for."

"Okay, thank you." Tong Yao held the sign and looked around, afraid of being seen.

Let her be superstitious for once.

She and Ruanruan...can you give me a good fortune?

As she was shaking, there was a sound and a stick fell to the ground. She picked it up hastily and saw that it was a middle stick. Her morale immediately dropped.

"I advise you to make up your mind and not hesitate. God has given you plenty of food and clothing. Harmony and happiness always bring you good fortune. When the time comes, you will finally get the pearl."

She found the monk from before and asked:

"Master, what does this mean?"

The monk looks a bit like Maitreya Buddha. He points to the sign next to him, which says "Solution 100" and supports WeChat and Alipay.

Fine.

Tong Yao scanned the code, and the master squinted his eyes to read the signature and asked:

"Does the donor have a sweetheart?"

Tong Yao tensed up, looked around, and admitted quietly:

"Ah."

"Is your sweetheart's family background not good enough?"

Her eyes widened and she nodded again.

"Don't hesitate, seize the moment. Good luck will come in the hardships of time."

Tong Yao stood there in a daze, clenching the stick tightly. Slowly, she breathed a sigh of relief and a smile spread across her lips.

She won't hesitate.

Chapter 134: Separation and Reunion

This year's Spring Festival is in mid-February.

This also means that there is still a long time before the holiday.

The remedial classes in January are a torture for both teachers and students. Only six main subjects are retained in the curriculum, and there are two stable math classes every day. For Tong Yao, she teaches two classes, four classes a day, and cannot rest for the entire morning.

She didn't like to use a loudspeaker before because it would distort the sound and affect other classes, but her voice was hoarse these days, so she took out the little bee that the little girl gave her two years ago from the cupboard.

"Do you still remember?" She smiled, holding the little bee, "You gave it to me on Teacher's Day in my second year of high school. I didn't expect it would still be useful to me."

The little girl was not very excited, but curled her lips and said:

“This is too cheap.”

She thought, she didn't have much money at that time, and it took her a long time to save up only 100 or 200 yuan. Now the more she looked at this cheap thing, the more she disliked it. Now that she has a little money, she wants to buy the best for Teacher Tong.

"But this is a gift from you," the nursery rhyme's voice was like a feather, light and ticklish, "I like it even if it's cheap."

Ruan Qian couldn't help it and her face turned red.

"Ruan Xi," Dong Yang stretched out his little hand and pulled Ruan Xi's sleeve, "Will you accompany me to see Xiaoying?"

"……Um."

Cardcaptor Sakura, the beautiful characters in it are very attractive to little Dongyang. Previously, when Tongyao took her children to visit a primary school, Dongyang was staring at the Clow Cards at the school gate. Finally, Tongyao bought a deck of cards and put it in Dongyang's bedroom as a treasure.

"Why does Wang Xiaoming blush when he sees the snow rabbit?"

Halfway through, Dong Yang asked in confusion, "Doesn't he like Sakura?"

“……” The little girl looked at Tong Yao with a pleading look, but Tong Yao pretended not to hear or see anything and kept typing on the keyboard.

"Does Lijia like this teacher?" the child asked again.

Ruan Qian and Tong Yao froze at the same time.

But then, Dong Yang said: "How romantic."

Children don’t think there is anything wrong with teacher-student relationships. They are so naive that they think it’s all good as long as they like each other.

But the other two people in the room began to feel guilty.

This anime...is really harmful to people.

Tong Yao gave Ruan Qian a look, and she understood what he meant, and coaxed him:

"Dongyang, how about we watch Doraemon? I think that one is better."

Dong Yang was stunned. Although she wanted to watch this, she wanted to enjoy watching cartoons with her family more. So, she reluctantly quit Cardcaptor Sakura and opened Doraemon. At first, she couldn't concentrate on it because she was still thinking about Sakura, but after a while, she was quite absorbed in it.

What should life be like?

At this moment, Tong Yao felt that this was the best. She had an excellent and lovely lover and an obedient and sensible child.

Seize the moment.

An adult and a child were watching TV, and she sat beside them, looking at the two with a gentle gaze and her chin resting on her hand.

But the push notifications on Weibo disturbed her.

She opened the message, but was surprised by its content.

The severity of the flu seems to have increased dozens of times within a month. The epidemic area has begun to conduct strict inspections on entry and exit, and some true and false statements spreading on the Internet are making people panic.

Classes won't be suspended, right?

She entered the grade group that she had blocked and found that the matter was also being discussed there.

The leader didn’t know either, and only left three words: wait for notification.

But three days later, the notice came that the tutoring sessions were to be stopped and all students were required to leave school.

Most students are happy that they don’t have to make up lessons anymore, and they all want to play at home for a few days before reviewing.

But for Tong Yao, this means parting with the little girl.

School was over early in the morning, and Tong Yao drove Ruan Qian to the station. The car stopped at the bus station. Dong Yang clung to their chairs and stood on the back seat, trying to persuade them to stay:

"Does Ruan Xi have to go back?"

Ruan Qian paused as she got out of the car, turned around, and touched Dong Yang's cheek:

"Ah."

"Sister Ruan Xi is going to spend the New Year with her family and will be back after the New Year." Tong Yao unbuckled her seat belt and said, "Say goodbye to sister."

"Goodbye, Ruan Xi." The child waved, "I will miss you."

Dong Yang is like a hot water bottle. Anyone who gets along with her will feel warm. Ruan Qian smiled, rubbed Dong Yang's eyebrows with her forehead, and said:

"I will miss you too. Please listen to Teacher Tong at home."

After saying that, get off the car.

Tong Yao also got off the car and told Dong Yang: "Wait in the car, auntie will go see Ruan Qian off and will be back soon."

Dongyang nodded, took out his tablet, and watched cartoons obediently by himself.

At the bus station, the little girl bought a ticket for an hour later. Before entering the waiting room, she turned around with her schoolbag on her back and spread her hands:

"hug."

Tong Yao's heart softened. She reached out her hands and held the little girl in her arms.

"You should also review well at home."

"know."

"The flu is pretty serious... don't go to crowded places."

"Ah."

"Remember..." She paused, remembering what the monk said, and whispered, holding her lower lip, "Call me more often."

After saying that, she found a posture that was not easy to attract attention, pretending to straighten the girl's collar, but when she got closest to her, she pulled down her scarf and gave her a light kiss in a subtle and reserved manner.

The little girl was out of breath because of the kiss, and wanted to continue, but Tong Yao had already dodged and said:

"Next time I'll let you kiss me enough."

As graduation got closer, she became more and more self-indulgent.

The little girl's eyes turned red: "Really?"

"Really." Although she was embarrassed, she nodded.

"Kiss anywhere?"

Tong Yao almost wanted to continue nodding, but immediately stopped: "Ahem... I can't kiss anywhere."

Ruan Qian opened her eyes wide, waiting for her next words.

“I…” Tong Yao covered her face, feeling almost embarrassed, “I’ll try to let you kiss me more.”

The little girl smiled, her smile blooming like a flower in the mountain: "Okay."

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"Aunt, shall we go back to your house?"

In the car, Dongyang looked out the window. The unfamiliar road made her feel a little uneasy.

"It's not my family, it's our family." Tong Yao drove the car, glanced at the rearview mirror, and smiled, "You are already a part of our family."

Dongyang hugged the pillow timidly, and couldn't even concentrate on watching cartoons. She was in a daze. She didn't like the new environment. She thought it was best to live with her aunt and Ruan Qian. The 70-square-meter small house in the school was her home in her heart.

"You've met my mother. She looks serious, but she's actually very nice to younger ones. You can just call her grandma." Tong Yao saw the frightened look on the child's face, understood her panic about living under someone else's roof, and comforted her softly.

Jiang Wu is not old yet, she is in her early fifties, and she is better maintained than the antiques in the museum. But... now she is a grandmother, and her life is full of surprises.