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Yu Xiaofei giggled, "Your little mouth really knows how to say, I will go back and repeat what you said to your teacher Le. He will definitely be happy after listening."

Meng Qingqing made a big red face all of a sudden, "Aunt Xiaofei, don't you, I think you are very kind and like a friend, so I just say what I think, but Le teacher is my teacher! You can't say everything!"

Ling Yunfeng laughed and said, "You haven't said anything bad about Teacher Le. Are you afraid that he will hear such good things? It doesn't matter, maybe Teacher Le hears what you said and his affection for you has increased? Who doesn't like listening It sounds great!"

"Qingqing, is the teacher Le in your eyes serious? Does he never make fun of you?" Yu Xiaofei asked.

Meng Qingqing waved his hand, "No, no, Teacher Le is very friendly and likes to joke, we all like him, and, Teacher Le is still my teacher!"

"What do you say?" Yu Xiaofei said with interest.

"Last semester, I transferred to Middle School No. 3, you know, it is difficult to enter Middle School No. 3, especially in the case of transfer in the middle. Ten cases* can't get in. That exam was invigilated by Teacher Le, who also opened it. Jinkou let me enter and it was in the top class he taught, so he can be said to be my teacher."

"It turned out to be the case, but if you didn't do well in the exam that time, he would not keep you. In the final analysis, it is your own outstanding. It is the opportunity you strive for. Changing to another teacher will also keep you." Yu Xiao Fei said.

"Not necessarily! Even if I am a pearl, I have to have a pair of eyes to recognize it! What's more, I am not. At that time, because of the changes in my family, I was embarrassed, and I haven't read a book for a long time."

Ling Yunfeng smiled and said: "Yes, when you just came from your hometown, the dirt was scumming. Even a bead. It's a dusty earthen-wood bead. No one wants to take another look."

At this time, Yu Xiaofei's phone rang, and she stood up and walked aside to answer the phone.

Meng Qingqing glared at Ling Yunfeng, "I am a dusty earthen wood bead, no one takes a look at me too much, but why do you still want to date me and keep saying that I am your sister."

Ling Yunfeng said with a hippy smile: "Because I have a pair of eyes! I can see your dusty earthen wood bead. Wipe off the dust on it. Although it is just an ordinary earthen wood bead, it is not useless."

"Okay, narcissist. I'm just an earthen wood bead, but you are a shining pearl, let's go!" Meng Qingqing said.

Yu Xiaofei hurried over, "Sister Qingxia. I'm sorry, I have to go first. My son suddenly burned, and now I have to go back and see."

"Isn't Teacher Le at home? Let him take the child to the hospital first. You can leave after eating!" Wang Qingxia stood up hurriedly.

"He is not at home, and the grandmother of the child is at home. I heard that the child has not been energetic all day. Only now is it hot."

Yu Xiaofei looked anxious, picked up her bag, waved to everyone and hurried away.

"How old is Aunt Xiaofei's son? Meng Qingqing asked curiously.

"Six years old. I was in the first grade of elementary school and looked very cute." Wang Qingxia said in detail.

Everyone chatted for a while. Meng Zijun also came.

Wang Qingxia looked at her watch, "You are really punctual, just in time for the agreed time, but Dr. Ling hasn't arrived yet, let's wait for him to serve food!"

"Well, it's still early, wait for him." Meng Zijun nodded.

"Uncle Meng owns a car, so I can control my time. I will also do business in the future. I have money and everything is convenient." Li Yahui, who has been silent, said. It is not surprising that he thinks this way. Over the years, their mother and son have no money. , How much bitter you have suffered. Especially this time when my uncle fell ill, if it weren't for Meng Zijun's generous help, it would be a question whether his uncle's operation could be performed as scheduled.

"Son, our family is a bit difficult now, but the difficulties will always pass. For your future career, you have to think about it. No matter what you do, you have to be happy first." Wang Qingxia said.

"Yes, yes, people need money to live. This is the most basic guarantee, but money is not all of life. If you engage in a profession, you will get a sense of accomplishment and honor in addition to money," Meng Zijun said.

Ling Yunfeng snorted, "In this society, as long as there is money, there is a sense of accomplishment and honor. Those who have money are uncles, and those who have no money are grandsons."

Meng Zijun sipped his mouth and smiled faintly: "Some stall vendors have not graduated from elementary school, and their income is no less than that of civil servants. But why are so many people rushing to take the civil service exam? I heard that some street beggars have their income. It’s very impressive, some even earn millions of dollars per year, but do they have more sense of accomplishment and honor than those with an annual income of tens of thousands?"

Li Yahui said: "A rich person like Uncle Meng has a sense of accomplishment and honor. I hope to be a rich person like you."

Meng Zijun smiled, "I am not a rich person, nor do I have any sense of accomplishment or honor. Talents like Dr. Ling have a real sense of accomplishment and honor. They can save lives. It is not easy. Most people cannot do it. To."

Wang Qingxia said: "You and Doctor Ling are both good, both good."

Wang Qingxia looked at her watch, "Why Doctor Ling hasn't come yet? I'll go to the door to check." Then she walked out.

Doctor Ling took a shift this day. At that time, the computer had just started, and he was surfing the Internet in his own room at home. At about the same time, he walked out of the room and was about to go to dinner at the invitation of Wang Qingxia. Seeing Fang Lihua busy in the kitchen, Ling Chengzhi said : "I won't eat dinner at home today. You look at making less."

Fang Lihua was a little disappointed. Finally, when her husband was resting at home, he just looked at the computer. She was ready to make some dishes, but he was going out to eat.

"Can you not go? I have already prepared several dishes."

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you earlier. It's still early. I didn't expect you to prepare for cooking so early." Ling Chengzhi is now polite and alienated from Lihua.

"Who are you eating with? Is it really necessary to go?" Fang Lihua implored.

"Eat with my son."

Eating with her son is a good excuse. Every time Ling Chengzhi said this, Fang Lihua was speechless. Because she couldn't tolerate the child and made that child have a family and couldn't go back, she could only go as a father. Isn't that too much to accompany my son to a meal? She Fang Lihua has let her child have a home and can't go back, so why not let the child's father go to eat a meal with the child? So every time Ling Chengzhi wanted to go out, Fang Lihua asked, and when Ling Chengzhi said this, Fang Lihua had nothing to say.

But since Fang Lihua saw her husband chatting and laughing with a woman in a cafe, Fang Lihua felt that every time her husband went out to eat with his son, she suspected it was just an excuse, but she secretly followed her husband out many times, and found that he really Is eating with my son. To be continued.