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

"My dad will definitely have to stay at home during this period. He doesn't really care about household matters, and he also likes children, so don't worry," she continued, "Our Dongyang is so cute, he will definitely like him."

The child listened and his brows relaxed a little.

"As for my brother... he has started a family and a career. He recently went to Guangzhou to attend a game exhibition. I don't know if he will come back. By the way, he makes games."

Tong Yao actually watched some of the unfinished League of Legends made by Tonghua Company. If she were to give her evaluation, it would be hard to say. The art style was terrible, and the heroes were not eye-catching. Anyway, she had no desire to play it.

Dong Yang huddled by the car door. After a while, he asked sullenly:

"Can I still sleep with my aunt?"

When you are in an unfamiliar environment, you become more dependent on familiar people.

Nursery Rhyme Laugh:

"of course."

Four Seasons Villa, the Tong family mansion.

Dongyang jumped out of the car, feeling like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. When he saw the swimming pool in the yard, he opened his mouth in surprise.

"How is it? It's beautiful, isn't it?" Tong Yao tilted her head and smiled, "Do you want to live here?"

Unexpectedly, Dong Yang shrank back and whispered:

“I still like to go back and live…”

Tong Yao laughed. She didn't expect the child to be so shy:

"Then after the New Year, I will take you back to live with me."

When Dong Yang mentioned going back, his eyes sparkled: "Yes!"

As the door opened, Dong Yang was greeted by a ball of snow-white fluff. She was startled. When she saw that it was a little fox, she looked at her aunt with curious eyes.

"Is this the fox?"

"Well, it's called Tamamo."

"Ah? Why did my aunt give it the pen name of Sister Ruan Xi?"

"..."

Tong Yao didn't know whether she should explain or not, as it was obviously the little girl who was shamelessly trying to scam the fox in her house.

I have to make a phone call to complain.

Jiang Wu and Tong Sicheng were both at home. When Jiang Wu saw Dong Yang, the child said "Hello, grandma", and she ignored her daughter and asked about her well-being and whether she was having a hard time at school.

Tong Sicheng sat upright, as if he wanted to leave the impression of a kind grandfather to his granddaughter - in their eyes, their daughter was destined to spend her whole life with a woman, and Dong Yang's existence just made up for the child's lack.

"Hello grandpa."

"Hey——" with a smile on his face.

The nursery rhyme laughs secretly, some children are like bears, the devil of the world, cats hate dogs. Some children, like Dongyang, are like docile kittens, born to be lovable.

"Dad, did you watch the news?" She touched Dongyang and asked.

"After seeing this, I realized that this flu cannot be underestimated. It has already threatened people's lives."

“Do we have masks at home?”

"Yes, they are all prepared."

Tong Yao heaved a sigh of relief and only hoped that the plague would end soon so that she could return to normal life.

But things backfired.

Within a few days, the epidemic area was sealed off, and provinces and cities responded at the first level. The disaster swept across the country at a speed far beyond expectations. It was not until then that people realized that death was right beside them.

The news we see every day is about how serious the epidemic is, how many people have died, and how many cities have fallen. For a time, people were in panic, and everyone hibernated at home, trying to survive this difficult winter.

It snowed again this year.

Tong Yao stood in front of the window and had no intention of playing in the snow.

It's as if the air outside is sick.

What is Ruanruan doing? At home... drawing? Reviewing?

As if by telepathy, her phone rang, and the word "Ruanruan" appeared on the screen.

Her world became more colorful, and she was connected almost immediately:

"Soft."

But there was silence on the other side.

She was keenly aware of this and asked:

"what happened?"

"Teacher Tong..." The little girl's voice was a little hesitant, "Can you... send a car to pick us up? Dad needs chemotherapy, but the bus station is closed, and the car rental company is also closed..."

No one in the family can drive.

Without thinking, Tong Yao answered immediately:

"Okay, right away."

About some recent events

I think everyone knows about the recent turmoil at Qidian. Even those who didn’t know know it now.

Unfair contracts, author copyright issues... I'm quite shocked. I didn't expect that such an exploitative system would still exist in 2020.

In the past, people said that writing online articles was a dead end. That was a joke, but in the future, writing online articles may really be a dead end. If Tencent succeeds and other websites follow suit, I don’t know what online articles will become in the future. Anyway, if I were in Qidian, I wouldn’t want to write anymore. Who wants to be a black slave?

The 55th Break is useless if the author alone is the one who supports it. It needs more support from all walks of life, especially readers. Some people may think that Tencent's plan to make reading free is a good thing, but that may be the last egg a hen lays. Not to mention part-timers like me, full-time writers who don't have enough income either leave sadly or can't find other jobs and grit their teeth and write numbly with a pathetic salary.

If authors can make money, there will be more good articles. This is the simplest truth.

Although Hedgehog Cat didn't have this kind of thing, I still understand the principle of "lips and teeth are cold". Writers from various platforms are supporting writers from Qidian. I can only do my little bit to help.

No update today.

However, today's chapter has been coded and will be posted tomorrow. It has 6000 words.

I hope you all understand.

Chapter 135: Each Other's New Year

This time, Tong Yao drove herself to Shonan.

During this special period, she was worried about other people. She didn't dare to get out of the car, so she stayed in the car the whole time and called the girl only when she arrived.

"Ruanruan, I'm here. I'm outside the community. You won't let me in."

"Teacher Tong, why are you here by yourself..." The little girl bit her lip, finally sighed, and said to the people around her, "Mom, Teacher Tong is here, let's go downstairs."

Gu Yiwen felt guilty for bothering someone to come all the way here. After getting in the car, he expressed his gratitude to Tong Yao, who just smiled:

"Auntie, you're welcome. I have nothing to do now that it's my holiday."

In the back seat, Ruan Xiaobei was riding in a luxury car for the first time, and he was so excited that he patted and touched everything. Ruan Qian was sitting in the passenger seat and asked with concern:

"You've come such a long way here, do you want to take a break?"

Tong Yao shook her head and said:

"I took a break on the way."

Ruan Qian stared at Tong Yao's profile, paying attention to her condition, fearing that Teacher Tong was driving while fatigued. She also thought that she must get a driver's license in the future.

The car was speeding on the highway.

“It’s always snowing these past few years.”

There was no conversation along the way. Tong Yao looked at the vast white field and started a topic.

Gu Yiwen also said:

"Auspicious snow means a good harvest."

Tong Yao noticed from the corner of her eye that the little girl was always staring at her, so she joked:

"Why are you always looking at me?"

She felt a little regretful after she finished saying it. She used a teasing tone, and her words had a somewhat teasing flavor, as if a dandy young master was teasing a common girl, and the girl's family was still behind.

Do you feel that you are frivolous?

"I'm afraid you're sleepy, so I want to remind you whenever you want." The little girl blinked her clear eyes.

The nursery rhyme suddenly became clumsy:

"Oh……"

"How's Dongyang?" Ruan Qian leaned her shoulder to the left, "If you keep talking, you won't feel sleepy while driving."

"Dongyang... is very good. She missed you very much."

"Who is Dongyang?" Gu Yiwen interrupted.

"She's my...distant niece," Tong Yao coughed, "She's only five years old, lives with me, and will be going to elementary school next year."

"That's it."

The journey took six hours. The nursery rhyme that she was not tired was actually a lie. After driving hundreds of kilometers, her whole body was exhausted. Halfway through the journey, she was really tired, so she stopped the car at a parking space on the side of the road and stretched:

"I'm going to get some air."

She needed the cold wind outside to wake her up.

It was such a long journey, and passengers were more likely to get sleepy. Tong Yao asked them to close their eyes and rest, but Ruan Qian did not sleep, and kept looking for interesting things to tell Tong Yao on the Internet. Seeing Teacher Tong get off the bus, she also got off, and the muffled sound of the door closing made the people in the back seat look at each other in bewilderment.

It's snowing lightly outside.

Tong Yao didn't hold an umbrella, she wore a fluffy cotton hat, and the hot air she exhaled dissipated in the air. Ruan Qian stood nearby, watching the wild vegetables in the roadside fields bent by the snow, and she reached out and hooked Tong Yao's fingers.

"Hey, soft?"

The two held hands tightly, and Tong Yao wanted to refuse at first, after all, the uncle and aunt could see outside from the car. But Ruan Qian insisted, took off one glove, and used her skin to feel each other's body temperature.

After holding hands for a few minutes, Tong Yao's face became redder and redder, and she said embarrassedly:

"it is okay."

The little girl turned her head to look at her, smiled brightly, and said:

“It’s great to have Teacher Tong around.”

“You just found out now?”

"No," Ruan Qian shook her head, "I've always known it."

"Oh, you're so sweet."

"Then Teacher Tong, would you like to try it?" Ruan Qian asked with a smile.

Tong Yao was stunned. It took her a while to react and she pulled the little girl's face to the sides with her hands.

"It hurts!"

Only after Ruan Qian begged for mercy did Tong Yao stop.

"You would have been convicted of hooliganism long ago," she said unhappily.

The little girl complained:

"Didn't Teacher Tong let me kiss you as much as I want next time we meet..."

Tong Yao froze.

At that time, she had no idea that they would meet so soon!

"You only know how to kiss," she said without confidence, "Why don't you focus on studying?"

It’s like a parent who promised to buy a game console for his child but suddenly changed his mind - he just wants to play for fun, look at that guy who studies every day.

But children are tolerant. They would never say, “Look how rich that other person’s dad is,” because that would hurt their parents’ feelings.

The little girl is also tolerant. If Teacher Tong wants to be a mimosa, she will not force her. She will just wait patiently for the day when this flower blooms for her.