Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 131 The key to life experience
Song Yuening slowly opened the cloth bag and felt a sore nose when she looked at the familiar things inside.

These were all things the old lady had used during her lifetime. The wooden comb was bought with the first money she earned from working as an adult.

At that time, the old lady was smiling from ear to ear, and everyone in Longfeng Township would praise her for her filial piety.

The old lady had used this comb for many years. Song Yuening later wanted to buy her a new one, but the old lady was always unwilling and still regarded this old wooden comb with missing teeth as a treasure.

Song Yuening's fingers rested on the edge of the carved pattern on the wooden comb, gently rubbing the scratches on it, her eyes filled with warmth.

In addition to this comb, there are many things that are familiar to her, all related to her.

Song Yuening gathered these things with her fingertips trembling slightly, preparing to find a box to put them in and put them away, but when she stood up, an envelope suddenly floated out from among the things.

"what?"

Song Yuening looked at the white envelope falling on the floor in surprise. He hesitated for a moment, put the things in his hands aside, and then knelt down to pick up the envelope.

The envelope looked like it had been there for some years, and the corners were slightly yellowed.

Song Yuening rubbed the opening of the envelope, slowly opened it and took out the letter inside.

She thought this letter was written to her by the old lady a long time ago, but after opening it, she found that it was not what she thought.

It was easy to tell from the slightly old paper that the letter was old, but there was not a single word on it. Song Yuening frowned and turned the paper over and over in confusion. She even looked at the light like in the TV series to see if it would work. Writing appears.

But after struggling for a long time, Song Yuening finally realized that there was nothing written on the letter.

"...Grandma, why do you bring such an unwritten letter?"

Song Yuening sat by the bed, looking at the letter in her hand with confusion, without any clue.

Grandma didn't bring many things when she came to City A this time. Apart from the things in front of her, it was the bracelet that represented her life experience.

Is it...

Song Yuening suddenly opened her eyes wide, and a light flashed across her bright eyes.

Could this letter also be related to her life experience?
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why grandma would bring such a strange letter.

Song Yuening finally put away the letter and her grandmother's belongings.

After doing all this, she sat back for a while and returned to the computer desk.

The staff of Weishi Technology talked with her on the phone, and the phone was placed on the table.

"Teacher Song, regarding the bloggers who imitate your videos, we have compiled information about them. You have not updated it recently. They have no one to imitate, and the quality of the content is very poor."

Song Yuening listened carefully, while sorting out the content of her next video, and occasionally responded a few times.

"I understand. Thank you for your information. I will look at it carefully."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuening carefully browsed the documents sent by the other party.

She found that those people always liked to expand on the small things that were mentioned in her videos. To put it bluntly, they were water videos.

Not only that, they also like to include private goods in videos to convey their own three views.

This approach made Song Yuening extremely dissatisfied.

Since you claim to be an early education teacher, why not make educational videos?
What should we do if children watch these videos and learn bad things from them?
"unacceptable."

Song Yuening pursed her lips, with anger burning in her eyes.

She revised the video outline that she had already listed, and after thinking about the content of the next issue, she changed her clothes and set up the shooting equipment.

She changed into a white shirt and a light-colored embroidered long skirt. She tied up half of her long dark hair, and the rest of her hair was spread around her shoulders, gentle and freehand.

It was cloudy outside the window, and Song Yuening was worried that the video would be compromised due to poor lighting, so she turned on the fill light, found the right angle, and then started recording.

The warm light shined on her slim figure, adding a soft halo to her. She sat in front of the camera, without holding a book, just folding her hands on her knees and looking directly at the camera. "Hello, children, I am your teacher Song."

"The teacher has something going on at home recently, and I haven't taught the children for a long time. I don't know if you miss me, but the teacher misses you very much."

Her voice was very thin and soft, but there was more seriousness and seriousness in her eyebrows that she had shown in front of the children.

"We are not giving lectures today, let's talk about something else. The teacher knows that everyone is already a big child and has his own thinking ability."

"Today, the teacher is here to tell you how to be a person who knows what is right and wrong and is sensible."

……

After the video shooting, Song Yuening just added some light music to the video and uploaded it directly to the platform's backend.

She put a lot of effort into preparing this video before shooting, so the effect was surprisingly good, and there was no need for editing or splicing.

After watching the video upload successfully, Song Yuening glanced at the sky outside, thinking about the empty refrigerator at home, then took a coat and went downstairs to the supermarket.

When she came back, she saw Lin Shubei's figure at the door.

"teacher LIN?"

Song Yuening was startled at first, and then immediately remembered what happened at the funeral.

Many doubts and mysteries lingered in Song Yuening's mind, making her eager to ask Lin Shubei for details.

She walked quickly to Lin Shubei, and the shopping bag she was holding in her hand made a rustling sound because she moved too much.

Lin Shubei heard the sound and turned around slowly.

"Mr. Song."

He lowered his eyes to look at the shopping bag held in Song Yuening's hand, smiled and extended his hand.

"Teacher Song, why did you buy so many things when you went out alone? You must be exhausted from carrying such heavy things on the road, right? Let me help you carry them."

Song Yuening looked at the gentle smile in Lin Shubei's dark eyes, and suddenly her heart moved.

Lin Shubei looked more like Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng was like this in the past. As long as it was about her, he would take care of everything, no matter how big or small.

Song Yuening took a deep breath, tried to calm down her emotions, and then avoided Lin Shubei's extended hand.

"I went to the supermarket downstairs to buy something. It's not very far. Thank you, Teacher Lin, for your concern."

"By the way, Teacher Lin, do you have time now? I want to have a chat with you."

Seeing Lin Shubei smile and nod, Song Yuening opened the door and took him in.

Song Yuening poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Lin Shubei, sat on the sofa opposite him, considered the words and spoke.

"Teacher Lin, I saw you and Miss Tang together on the day of the funeral. You looked very familiar. Do you know her?"

"Also, where did you hear those words you said when you comforted me that day? Did they..."

Song Yuening wanted to ask him if Lu Sheng told him, but Lin Shubei suddenly raised his hand and interrupted her.

"Mr. Song."

Lin Shubei lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

"How about I tell you a story first?"

(End of this chapter)