Originally, he was the one who was temporarily arrested to make up the numbers, and Sun Simiao was really free to play.

When the bell rang, she felt it was quite interesting because she talked about the whole class.

Fortunately, these people are quite cooperative.

Sun Simiao, can I invite you to be a special teacher in the school?

The English teacher smiled. The first time she saw someone who could teach a class so fun.

The key is that during this class, many students are no longer afraid of English and dare to speak out.

Although there are problems with pronunciation, I dare say that it is the biggest improvement in learning. She did not let the students do it, but Sun Simiao did it.

Sun Simiao shook her head and said she didn't want it.

At this time, her respect for the teacher also rose to a higher level, and her throat hurts after a class.

I don’t know how the teacher has to say so much every day, how can he survive?

Thank you for your kindness. I will go back to Haida the day after tomorrow. I will come to visit the teacher if I have time in the future!

My colleague in one class and the English teacher were very happy.

After saying goodbye to Huang Tao and the others, Sun Simiao walked out of the campus.

Looking back at this not-so-large campus, what flashed in her mind was the scene of her schooling in her previous life.

Compared to this life, the memories of the previous life are really vague.

The biggest regret in this life is that I did not follow the steps from elementary school to university.

Now that I think about it, I regret it very much.

But what she lacks the most in this world is regret. She cannot change the path she has walked, so she will try her best to look forward.

Turning back, I left here firmly this time.

The road ahead is waiting for you!

When she returned to the Song family, Xiao Qingqing was already asleep. Sun Simiao looked at her grandmother who was slung on the sofa:

Grandma, why bother you? Isn’t it normal for a child to miss his mother?

Chen Xuemei closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage from her granddaughter:

Children are all debts!

This feeling!

Sun Simiao wanted to refute that for her, her parents and brothers were all debts.

How should she sigh when she has carried such a person's cause and effect forward?

Only after making Chen Xuemei happy did Sun Simiao go to cook.

Grandma is so tired, she can't let her continue cooking and eat it.

Xiao Qingqing saw so many beautiful food in front of her, and finally had a meal.

I want to sleep with my cousin!

The little girl is so cute that it makes people feel distressed.

But is Sun Simiao the kind of person who is soft-hearted?

No matter how cute it is, he is still a child, and he is still a small breast bag.

She was so mentally shattered by Xiaowu and Xiaoliu that she would never take care of such a small breast bag anymore.

Don't even do it if you beat it to death.

Half an hour later, the little breasts rolling on his bed made Sun Simiaosheng unloving.

Sure enough, the most terrifying thing in the world is the small breast bag.

Cousin, Cousin, you look so beautiful!

No matter how nice it sounds, it is useless.

Cousin, I like you the most!

They are all lie, and the sweet words of Xiao Kui Bao are the most unreliable.

Everyone I like you the most!

What about it?

Not at all.

Little clever ghost.

Cousin, you smell so good, it smells like a mother!

Sun Simiao's face is dark, who?

Does she have the smell of a mother?

My aunt?

Song Xiahe?

The summer rainfall by the Daming Lake?

Who knows why she contacted Xia Yuhe.

Little guy, go to bed quickly, or I will throw you out!

Everyone is good, just don’t have the taste of her mother.

This child has a problem with his sense of smell.

The little breast bag looked at Sun Simiao pitifully.

Especially the lips with a purple color make people feel soft.

I'll tell you a story, do you want to promise me to go to bed?

Little breast nodded.

Stories are the hobby of all children.

Is it good that Sun Simiao has no impression of the story in her brain capacity?

She has never been a mother and is not a person who likes to take care of children. How can she tell stories?

Once upon a time there was a mountain, a temple in the mountain, and an old monk in the temple...

As expected, she didn't have any expectations for her. Finally, she fell asleep by Sun Simiao's repeated remarks.

I breathed a lot of relief and finally ended the day.

The next day, when Sun Simiao didn't need his grandparents to call him, she got dressed easily.

I'll go for a morning jog!

Immediately stayed away from the little breast bag, Sun Simiao was really afraid that when she opened her eyes, she met the little breast bag's pitiful eyes.

Heart disease is congenital, and she has no good idea, unless the conditions allow a heart transplant.

However, this kind of surgery cannot be done at least with the current medical level.

So she won't interfere.

I ran out of the courtyard and saw that there were breakfast stalls on both sides of the road at the entrance of the courtyard. This was the 1980s, and there were many more small businesses.

Sun Simiao found a beef and rice ginseng, ordered two bakery brands, and added an egg.

Seeing the boss scooping out a bowl of steaming beef and rice ginseng from a particularly large bucket, the eggs at the bottom of the bowl were washed into lace flowers.

Sprinkle some chopped green onion and add two drops of sesame oil.

This is one of the favorite breakfasts for people in Nanshi.

Especially in winter, it is particularly warm in the stomach.

Find a stool, Sun Simiao sat down and tore the baking cards in his hand into pieces bit by bit.

With pickled radish sticks, Sun Simiao was very happy to eat.

This taste is only authentic here.

After eating, he paid the money and Sun Simiao packed two servings. The boss's bowl belonged to the boss, and he just needed to be sent back after eating.

Maybe he has been doing business in the alley for a long time, so he is not afraid that Sun Simiao will not return the deal if he runs away.

When she got home, she asked her grandma to pour out the rice ginseng, and she carried the bowl to give it to the boss.

Not staying at home for a quarter of an hour.

Wonderful? Is it Wonderful?

Sun Simiao thinks these two days are the auspicious day of encounter?

Why do people meet me every day?
To be continued...