Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 172 Strict Teacher Yang
"Take this key. My mom and I are not here. If anything requires you to open the door, there will be things in the kitchen and refrigerator that we cannot finish today. You can handle it after we leave."

After taking a shower, Yang Wenwen gave Zhou Jing a set of house keys.

In Yang Wenwen's heart, her trust in Zhou Jing is no less than that in her family, and Zhou Jing is worthy of her entrusting everything to.

"When I miss you, I come here to sleep and feel your scent in your bed."

Zhou Jing did not refuse and took the key directly.

"Sure!" Yang Wenwen touched the boy's cheek and reminded him earnestly: "Be sure to pay attention to safety after buying a car."

Zhou Jing nodded and said he knew.

Mother Yang was washing CC's face. After washing, the little girl came to the bedroom and took out her drawing supplies and asked Uncle Zhou to teach her.

Yang Wenwen folded the legs of the small folding table and put it on the bed, then they got into bed together.

The three of them gathered together. Zhou Jing first taught the little girl how to draw simple ones, and then let the little girl draw by herself. Zhou Jing then taught Yang Wenwen how to draw more complicated ones.

The little girl was lying on the bed with her short legs crossed, drawing in a very professional manner.

In front of the folding table, Zhou Jing put his left arm around Yang Wenwen's body and held Yang Wenwen's slender hand with his right hand to paint.

“Guess what I’m going to draw?”

Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's hand and drew a W that looked like a peach butt on the white paper.

"Don't draw anything indecent."

Yang Wenwen nudged the boy with her elbow and said.

"It's obviously your thoughts that are not pure."

Zhou Jing continued to paint with a smile, drawing a sleeve on each side of the W and a bracket connected to the sleeves.

“Draw a panda?”

Yang Wenwen realized that she had dirty thoughts.

"Keep guessing."

"Little Bear."

Yang Wenwen could only recognize it after the ears were drawn.

"You guessed it right, so I'll give Yang Wenwen a kiss as a reward."

Zhou Jing sucked on Yang Wenwen's lips, and Yang Wenwen stuck out her tongue out of habit.

Zhou Jing continued to draw, and in a blink of an eye he had drawn a Winnie the Pooh.

"so cute."

Yang Wenwen turned back with a smile, her lips brushing against the boy's lips.

"As cute as you are."

Zhou Jing let go of Yang Wenwen's hand, hugged her with his arms, put his chin on her shoulder and kissed her neck.

Yang Wenwen changed the colored pencils and colored Winnie the Pooh, dyeing the body yellow and the clothes red. After finishing, she put down the pen and put her arms around the boy's waist.

After taking a shower, Yang Wenwen did not wear socks, revealing a pair of white and delicate feet, which were well-proportioned and without any dead flesh.

"Is there any excess fat?"

Yang Wenwen looked down at the boy's hand touching her belly.

"It would be better if I could gain some weight so that I can eat well during the New Year. I will try to be 130 pounds by the time school starts."

Zhou Jing really likes the feeling of hugging Yang Wenwen’s soft body, especially at night when they are not wearing any clothes.

"You are so mean, you want me to be fat so much?"

Yang Wenwen twisted the boy's leg.

"Don't you think you're in better shape now than you were a few years ago?"

Zhou Jing leaned on the quilt and held Yang Wenwen in his arms.

"I do not know either."

Yang Wenwen feels that her figure now is different from that of a few years ago. She used to be slim, but now she is round and smooth as Zhou Jing said. After regaining her confidence, Yang Wenwen feels that her figure now is indeed very good.

Zhou Jing opened his bag and took out a big red envelope that he had prepared yesterday and gave it to Yang Wenwen, so that she could receive a New Year gift for the little girl.

"It's just a token of my appreciation. This is too much."

Yang Wenwen felt the red envelope was a bit thick, so she opened it and took a look. There were five hundred yuan in it. She kept two hundred yuan and took out three hundred yuan to return to the boy.

"Listen to my husband."

Zhou Jing put the money back, held Yang Wenwen's face with both hands, made her mouth pout and kissed her hard.

Yang Wenwen put her arms around the boy's neck, leaned on his shoulder and took the initiative to kiss him. After kissing for a while, Yang Wenwen separated the kisses and looked at Zhou Jing's ears and said, "Go down and I'll clean your ears for you."

On the bed, Yang Wenwen was worried that her daughter would hurt Zhou Jing if she touched him.

Zhou Jing got out of bed and sat on the chair.

Yang Wenwen took out an ear cleaner from the drawer and carefully helped the boy clean his ears. "Tell me if it hurts." "Yes."

Zhou Jing didn't move and just sat there quietly.

After Yang Wenwen cleaned both sides of Zhou Jing's ears, Zhou Jing cleaned Yang Wenwen's.

"Wait, let me tie my hair up."

Yang Wenwen took off the thick rubber band on her wrists, raised her arms and tied her hair back.

After lunch, Zhou Jing went back to his residence to write a novel. The new book has more than 400,000 words and has entered the last round of recommendations. It will be on the shelves at 12 o'clock in the evening, and there will definitely be a wave of updates once it is on the shelves.

Zhou Jing now has more than 50,000 manuscripts in stock. He plans to write 30,000 in the evening, and then maintain 20,000 per day.

They will be separated tomorrow, and for quite a while. Yang Wenwen wanted to stick with the boy every minute today, but in order not to disturb the boy from writing his novel, she stayed at home with her daughter.

Zhou Jing wrote until around four in the afternoon, then took his computer to Yang Wenwen's house for dinner.

The train will be at around 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, so there is no time to eat properly in the morning. Mother Yang made dumplings this afternoon.

"I would have come earlier if I knew about making dumplings."

When Zhou Jing arrived, the dumplings had already been wrapped.

"It's okay, three and a half people are fast."

Mother Yang smiled warmly.

"Uncle Xiao Zhou, Gray Wolf was beaten away again!"

The little girl watching TV in the living room shouted.

"Will you miss Uncle Xiao Zhou when you go back to grandma's house tomorrow?"

Zhou Jing held the little girl in his arms while watching TV.

"Yes." The little girl blinked and asked, "Why doesn't Uncle Zhou come with us?"

"Uncle Xiao Zhou still has to go to work, so he uses the little money he earns to buy CC a lot of toys and delicious food. What New Year's gift does CC want?"

Zhou Jing kissed the little girl's cheek and said.

"Hmm," the little girl thought hard, pointed to the TV commercial of a kid riding a bicycle and said, "Bicycle."

"Uncle Xiao Zhou gave you such a big red envelope, and you still have the nerve to ask for a gift?"

Yang Wenwen patted her daughter's head gently.

"Uncle Zhou will buy it for you after the New Year."

Zhou Jing took the little girl's New Year wish to heart.

“Now she can’t ride it either.”

Yang Wenwen said.

"There are bicycles for children around four years old that have small wheels on either side of the rear wheel so they don't fall over."

Zhou Jing patted Yang Wenwen's round and perky buttocks and there was no need to say anything.

The next day, February 9th, the novel was put on the shelves after midnight. Zhou Jing published ten chapters in one go, each chapter with more than 3,000 words, for a total of more than 33,000 words.

"From now on, you need to pay for a subscription to read it, right?"

Yang Wenwen turned on her phone and tried it.

"Well, but some people will watch pirated copies."

Zhou Jing updated the background data and checked the subscription data. The first chapter exceeded 50 subscriptions in a blink of an eye.

“Can’t we control the websites with piracy issues?”

Yang Wenwen carefully reviewed the manuscript before Zhou Jing posted it, but Yang Wenwen still clicked to subscribe to all.

"I can't control it. How should I put it? Piracy has its pros and cons. Reading pirated books for free can make the books more widely spread, which can in turn increase the number of subscriptions to genuine books. I often read pirated books when I was in high school."

As an online writer, Zhou Jing is not so averse to piracy. Any reader who has money doesn't want to read the genuine version and enjoy the first-hand reading experience. For those who lack money, it doesn't matter if they read it for free.

"That's true." Yang Wenwen thought it made sense. She suddenly looked at the boy with a half-smile and asked, "How did you read online novels in high school?"

"Mobile or bookstore rental?"

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy and added.

"Watch it on your phone or download it to MP4."

Zhou Jing accidentally let the secret slip and no longer tried to hide it. What could Yang Wenwen do to him now?

"You still dare to say that? Are you wrong?"

Yang Wenwen grabbed the boy's ear and questioned him angrily.

"Where did I go wrong, dear Teacher Yang?"

(End of this chapter)