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Chapter 147 Aniang——Reading

Lu Wu, who was among a group of little bean sprouts, seemed to be getting taller and taller. He turned back to the young man and opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse:

"morning."

After seeing He Ziyun, the students who were exercising diligently stopped, looked at the young man curiously, and asked loudly:

"Teacher Lu! Who is he?"

Lu Wu turned his head and introduced patiently: "He is the new teacher. You should call him Teacher He."

The students yelled, and happily gathered together to discuss:

"We actually have a new teacher?"

"Teacher He is so good-looking! Does reading make you look good?"

"I think so! You see, Teacher Lu is also very handsome. Maybe he just studied..."

"..."

After this commotion, the students completely forgot that they were still doing exercises and were all extremely excited.

Lu Wu looked at them silently for a few seconds and then gave up: "Class will start in half an hour. Pay attention to the time."

"Okay! Then let's go chat with the new teacher He!"

"I can take Teacher He to play games."

"Teacher He is a boy! How can he play a girl's skipping game?"

"...Who says it's not possible?"

"..."

The students were in chaos again, and several people gathered together and ran towards He Ziyun, surrounding the young man.

Lu Wu glanced at He Ziyun, who was surrounded by students and had a smile on his face. Without saying anything, he turned and walked into the kitchen.

The young man has not eaten yet.

Lu Wuxiang.

After Lu Wu left, He Ziyun, who was in the center of the crowd, looked up as if feeling something, and smiled slightly for a few seconds after seeing the other person disappearing into the kitchen.

He knelt down and looked at the tanned students around him, with a clear voice:

"Do you all like reading?"

The students looked at each other and nodded in unison.

He Ziyun continued to smile and said: "Why? Isn't it tiring to study?"

"Why are you tired?"

A little girl suddenly spoke. She looked at the young man with her round eyes and said doubtfully:

"I feel that I will be very tired if I don't study. I have to get up before dawn every day to work, feed pigs, herd sheep and collect pig grass. When I come, I have to wash dishes, wash clothes, sweep the floor and cook. There are many, many things to do, so It will be very tiring.”

The little girl counted on her fingers, her face wrinkled: "Compared with these, studying is really not very tiring."

He Ziyun looked at her, lowered his head and took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to her: "Do you still have to do housework after school?"

The little girl happily took the candy and said sweetly: "Yes, my mother-in-law said that although she is very tired from studying, she still has to do something to help the family when she comes back."

"Yes, we all have to help the family when we get home, otherwise my father and mother will be even more tired."

"We must help. Aniang and the others have a hunched back when they come back from the field, and their bones sometimes hurt. We just helped a little casually, is it considered tired?"

"..."

There were many students who interrupted, but their words were very consistent.

In their eyes, studying is tiring, and working is also tiring, but studying is much better than working, at least it is within the tolerable range.

And work...

He Ziyun's eyelids drooped slightly as he thought of the villagers he met when he entered the village yesterday.

They are really tired.

All I can say is that no matter what era you are in, someone has to do it.

There can be no world where everyone has the same status and work.

But it’s been a long time coming...

He Ziyun lowered his head and took out a large handful of candies from his pocket, and gave several to each student, as if chatting: "Then who among you has the best grades?"

As soon as these words came out, all the students stopped and scratched their heads and ears in embarrassment.

The little girl who spoke last slowly raised her hand: "It's me."

He Ziyun looked up in surprise: "So awesome! Can the teacher give you a few more candies?"

The little girl blushed with embarrassment, but was too embarrassed to continue taking the candy. She shook her head: "...Actually, it's not the case. When Brother Xiaohui was here, I could only rank second."

Brother Xiaohui?

After receiving the clue, the corners of He Ziyun's lips slowly rose: "Brother Xiaohui?"

The young man blinked hesitantly and whispered, "Classmate Wang Xiaohui?"

The little girl looked up at him in surprise: "Does Teacher He also know? Did Teacher Lu tell you?"

She took the young man's silence as acquiescence and continued: "Brother Xiaohui is really good. I wonder if he has been admitted to a good middle school now."

He Ziyun's eyes moved slightly. He reached out and touched the little girl's hair. There was a hint of temptation in his voice: "Is classmate Wang Xiaohui going to the city this year?"

The little girl didn't notice and followed the young man's words: "No, brother Xiaohui went to the city alone last year."

last year? one person?

He Ziyun looked at the students around him who were happily holding candies, and narrowed his eyes slightly, a thoughtful look flashed in his glazed eyes.

He looked at the little girl who was about to leave with the candy, and suddenly said: "Classmate Wang Xiaohui, how old are you this year?"

The little girl thought for a moment and said, "Twelve years old."

The little girl with two pigtails smiled and said, "Brother Xiaohui is twelve years old."

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By the time Lu Wu walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, the group of children surrounding the young man had all returned to the classroom.

The sound of reading loudly came from the dilapidated classroom.

Lu Wu glanced at the students in the classroom and walked over to the young man sitting in the courtyard with noodles.

"Zi, Ziyun, do you like noodles?"

Lu Wu was still a little uncomfortable with the name being mentioned at first. He gently placed the noodles in front of He Ziyun and sat down next to the young man with some restraint.

He Ziyun was still thinking about the clues he had "cheated" with candy just now, and his reaction was a little slow.

After a few seconds, he lowered his head and looked at the egg noodles in front of him, his eyes slightly curved, and said softly: "Thank you, Teacher Lu."

Lu Wu pursed his lips and said, "No need."

He Ziyun was not polite either. He had never been wary of Lu Wu after he confirmed that Lu Wu was "His" clone. Not to mention that he had eaten a lot of food made by "His" clone before.

The young man has a good taste in food. Even if he eats noodles with soup, the sound of bowls and chopsticks is very quiet, and even the sound of drinking soup is so quiet that it is almost inaudible.

So much so that Lu Wu watched for a long time, and the handkerchief he originally wanted to hand over was of no use.

After He Ziyun finished eating the noodles, he realized that the man next to him was a little depressed.

He Ziyun: "...?"

He looked down at himself and didn't feel anything was wrong. He hesitated and said, "Is there something on my face?"

Lu Wu: ...No. "

He hoped for something.

As the man spoke, he quickly stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket in a blind spot where the young man had not noticed.