Fast travel: touch the hero's father before he turns black

Chapter 118 The Rough Man's Heavenly General, Good Baby 20
Ye Yunyi was teaching in primary school, when Zhao Guangyao sent Cen Yan to school, he did not expect to meet Ye Yunyi.

The two ran into each other at school, and Zhao Guangyao was surprised to know that Ye Yunyi was in charge of Chinese in the first, second and third grades of the primary school, and Cen Yan had just entered the school, so he was considered a transfer student, and because of his young age, he was in the first grade.

Zhao Guangyao wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Ye Yunyi, but when he saw Ye Yunyi's frowning and conflicting emotions, he rubbed his fingertips slightly, smiled and told Cen Yan a few words, and then left.

It's still a long time, and it's not like Yanyan will stop going to school after one day.

Seeing Zhao Guangyao's back disappearing into the school, Ye Yunyi smiled and took Cen Yan's little hand, and said cheerfully, "Why did Yanyan come to school?"

The delicate and soft voice has a bit of southern softness.

Good to hear.

Cen Yan told Ye Yunyi before that he didn't like going to school, so he blushed uncomfortably.

"I suddenly wanted to learn."

Ye Yunyi knew that the little guy had a thin skin and liked saving face, so she didn't say anything else immediately.

Getting into these colleges is not easy.

The stools in the classrooms were all made by people in the village. You can help me, and I will clean up the house. This is how the school was built.

Regardless of the child's young age, after a year of zero and zero, he can still record hundreds of work points.

Without the little guy chattering around, I always feel that something is not right.

It is said to be a school, but it is actually the home of a former landlord. The landlord was knocked down and the house was vacated.

During the period of going to the countryside, she has grown from a charming young lady who never touches the sun, to now, although she does not know the kind of full banquet, she can still cook some home-cooked meals.

On the first day of Cen Yan's school, Zhao Guangyao was not used to it, the whole person was not used to it.

Ye Yunyi couldn't laugh or cry, but she could only recognize it.

And Mr. Ye handed her four books without blinking an eye, and told her to read them carefully, and ask him if she didn't understand.

Only then did Ye Yunyi know that Mr. Ye was stubbornly pulling Cen Yan to pay homage to his teacher, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

Now there is no university, the only few places, one is the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, and the other is the Military Academy, all of which need to be recommended.

Estimating the time, elementary school is about to end.

Ye Yunyi listened for a while, the communication between them was not profound, it was just for the learning content of Cen Yan's age, she found it meaningless after listening for a while, so she went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

Cen Yan can naturally feel the heart of old man Ye's love for talents, and she is also quite close to this kind of person with great luck and merit in her heart.

After splitting the firewood in the yard, Zhao Guangyao couldn't help himself, and went up the mountain by himself with a big basket.

While thinking about it, he told Mr. Ye about interesting things about Cen Yan in class.

Old Master Ye's eyes became brighter the more he listened, he raised his hand to signal Ye Yunyi to stop talking, he squatted down, and looked straight at Cen Yan.

Ye Yunyi smiled and introduced, "Grandpa, this is Cen Yan, my student."

Good luck today.

Cen Yan started another academic exchange with Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye was packing things at home by himself, or going out for a walk.

Cen Yan has his own subsidies, and Zhao Guangyao himself has wages and subsidies, so Cen Yan doesn't need to go up the mountain to cut pigweed after class.

Seriously asked Cen Yan a few questions.It's not difficult, but it's beyond the knowledge range of Cen Yan's age.

The taste is not particularly good, but it is not bad.

Old Master Ye looked at Cen Yan who looked like a fat baby, his eyes were bright and clean, and his heart became more and more joyful.

Although food is precious, she can send some rations after eating.

Pulling Cen Yan to start a small exchange.

Although the people in the village don't know the details of Mr. Ye, there are not many people who can come here in a car. They think that Mr. Ye must be a big shot in their hearts.

The relationship between Cen Yan and Ye Yunyi is very good, and they don't mean to be outsiders at all.

Cen Yan called her teacher, and recognized Mr. Ye as his teacher. Isn't the relationship between them chaotic?

Pulling Xiao Nai Tuanzi into his treasure house, he carefully selected a few books and handed them to Cen Yan.

The villagers respect Mr. Ye, and Mr. Ye doesn't put on airs, and they get along pretty well.

People of his age like children the most.

It was almost late autumn at this time, and there were not many things to be found on the mountain except for some chestnuts.

Ye Yunyi covered her mouth and snickered.

Zhao Guangyao had learned some field knowledge before retiring, and he was able to find a lot of mountain goods quickly and accurately on the mountain.

In the end, Mr. Ye happily let Cen Yan recognize him as a teacher.

"Bang bang bang!"

Pack up the things in your hands and go to the kitchen to pack dinner.

Cen Yan also put it away seriously.

Seriously promise that you will read the books well and cherish these books.

In this day and age, books are very precious things, let alone borrowing them, even reading them together is a painful thing.

He hurriedly greeted Cen Yan to enter the room, made another cup of brown sugar water for Cen Yan, and handed it to Cen Yan cheerfully.

Although the autumn harvest has already passed, the schools in the countryside are like this. After most of the day, get out of class is over, and children can go up the mountain to pick up chestnuts, cut pigweed, and earn work points and so on.

Grandpa Ye nodded in satisfaction.

The captain thought that if it was vacant, it would be vacant, so he simply discussed with the higher-ups and transformed the landlord's home into a school.

Mr. Ye blew his beard and stared, saying that Ye Yunyi is a little old-fashioned, and let them talk about each other.

"Does Yanyan like to study?"

But he sighed in his heart, Cen Yan was not born in a good age.

The old, the young and the young finished their meal happily.

Not only did he find wild chestnuts, but he also touched a few wild eggs. After packing them all up, he went down the mountain with a fully packed back basket.

Ye Yunyi knew about her grandfather's love for talents, so she didn't say anything.

If it wasn't for Ye Yunyi calling the two of them to eat, Mr. Ye might have dragged Cen Yan to continue talking.

Holding the little guy's hand, he led Cen Yan to the first grade classroom.

Cen Yan answered Old Master Ye's questions seriously, and every time he answered a question, Old Master Ye's eyes lit up a little.

Looking at the sky, Mr. Ye wandered around the village for a while and then went home.

Just in time to bump into Ye Yunyi who came back from school, and the white and tender little milk dumpling Cen Yan, his eyes lit up.

Ye Yunyi had just finished washing the dishes when she heard a knock on the door. She took off her apron suspiciously, walked out of the kitchen, and opened the door.

Pidianpidian followed Ye Yunyi back home.

Surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't let the door open, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Guangyao's dark eyes were particularly scorching, and Ye Yunyi dodged his eyes uncomfortably.

Zhao Guangyao noticed Ye Yunyi's uneasiness, and narrowed his gaze, clenched and loosened the fist hanging by his side, "Where is Yanyan? Did she come back with you?"

(End of this chapter)