The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

  Chapter 23 The first love of the school grass 23

  After the math class, there is an English class.

  When I was a fairy, the little ginseng spirit, who had never been abroad, said: I’m too difficult, really too difficult.

  The same sorrowful and bald 233 said: It’s harder for me to step on a horse, and it’s even harder.

  There is at least counting in the math class, and you can also pull your beard.

  But what about English class?

  What are these?

  The English proficiency of the original owner is average.

  When get out of class was over at noon, Wen Ling didn't even have the desire to go to the cafeteria to grab a meal. He just wanted to paralyze to death on the table.

   is the Chinese class in the afternoon, which is a bit of anticipation. Otherwise, Wen Ling is afraid that he will really be paralyzed here.

No matter what the   Language class is, what I can understand is what I can understand, even in classical Chinese, I don’t think it is too difficult for the little ginseng.

other…

   Forget it, let it happen.

  Wen Ling got up a little awkwardly.

  At the same table, Liu Xinhan has gone to the cafeteria to grab a small row of scallions.

  Ginseng essence does not value the appetite, eat it if you have it, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t have it.

  She still likes the earth, these foods, she is not used to it.

  But she knows that, just like she needs to absorb the oxygen from the earth, humans also need to eat whole grains to maintain their lives.

  As soon as he got up, he saw Wen Heng walking in.

   also holds two lunch boxes in his hand.

   "Wen Heng." Wen Ling stood up and called out, her voice still soft.

  Wen Heng couldn't help being stunned. He always felt that before yesterday, when this little girl was talking, she always pinched her throat, which was sharp and thin.

  It seems to be boring, but in fact it is a little frightening.

   But today, this little girl is so soft that people can't feel bored.

  Even he...

  Seeing that she didn't go to the cafeteria the first time, she returned with a meal.

  He hasn’t eaten it himself.

  As a result, before he could speak, Teacher Zhu came over.

   "Wen Heng, call back to eat." After smiling and saying something, he went to see Wen Ling.

  "Wen Ling just happened, you come over with the teacher, the teacher has something to tell you." Teacher Zhu looked a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he called Wen Ling out.

  Wen Heng looked at Teacher Zhu’s expression and knew that something was going on.

  But when he pretended to return to his position, and when he passed the little girl, he smelled the little scent on the little girl's head, like apples and peaches.

  Very sweet taste.

  At the moment, the students in the school are all eating in the cafeteria.

  So in the corridor, almost no people can be seen.

Teacher Zhu didn’t make it so troublesome to call people into the office. Instead, he spoke directly in the corridor: “Wen Ling, your family said that you are going to retire for you and let you go home. Let you move back home tonight."

  He heard some rumors among students.

  Now that Wen Jia is doing this, Teacher Zhu always feels that something is wrong, but he can't explain it clearly.

  He knew the situation of the family, but he only knew it vaguely, but didn't know the specifics.

  Furthermore, he is just a teacher, and there are not many things he can manage.

  Speaking now, it was actually a long time to think about it.

   "Ah, this way, I know the teacher." When Wen Ling heard it, he knew that Guo Yulian couldn't help it. She would not let the original owner live in the dormitory. It is estimated that when she goes home, the door of the house will not be opened for herself.

  But these things don’t need teachers to worry about, and the little ginseng can handle it by themselves.

   Teacher Zhu heard that Wen Ling said this, and then saw that her expression was normal, and she was a little relieved, maybe she was thinking too much.

  (End of this chapter)