Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 314 Sad Yang Wenwen
On weekends, Yushi College is filled with a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere. The freshmen who just started school are still young and innocent. Their words and actions reveal a clear and innocent temperament. They discuss quietly with senior students.

When they arrived at the university campus, Zhou Jing let go of the little girl, who was jumping and skipping in front of him.

Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen followed behind, enjoying a relaxing weekend.

"You look more and more like you, little cutie."

Zhou Jing put his arm on Yang Wenwen's shoulders and pinched her cheeks.

Yang Wenwen smiled and said, "I have grown very fast this year, and my physique has improved a lot."

"Your physical condition has improved a lot. Can a parent's resistance affect a child?"

Zhou Jing said as he looked at Yang Wenwen's round profile.

"I don't know. I think my nutrition will be more balanced this year."

Zhou Jing often buys fruits and nuts that Yang Wenwen was reluctant to buy before. Her daughter's health is definitely related to the rich nutritional intake. Nutrition is very important for young children. Some junior high school and high school students have white hair, which must be due to malnutrition. Yang Wenwen has noticed that students with white hair in the class basically come from poor families.

"It makes sense that no one should suffer but the child, right?"

There was no one on the path leading to the playground. Zhou Jing poked Yang Wenwen under her collarbone with his finger.

"Yes."

Yang Wenwen looked down, grabbed the boy's wrist and bit it.

"I'm asking you a question. Answer honestly, what kind of foreplay do you like best?"

Zhou Jing looked at the teeth marks on his wrist and pinched Yang Wenwen's chin.

"Ah?" Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's hand and lowered her head for two seconds before saying, "Guess."

Zhou Jing bit her ear and said, "F**k, isn't it?"

Yang Wenwen lowered her head and said nothing.

"Did you guess it right?"

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen. Yang Wenwen looked shy and charming.

"No."

Yang Wenwen gently pushed the boy away and trotted a few steps to catch up with her daughter who was fiddling with something in front of her.

Zhou Jing followed leisurely, looking at the mother and daughter in front.

The little girl squatted on the ground looking at the ants, and Yang Wenwen squatted beside her to watch with her daughter. While squatting, Yang Wenwen's long hair was draped over her back, and her coat was wrinkled, revealing the brown belt on her waistband and the clothes underneath.

"Dad, look at the little ants."

The little girl said curiously.

"Don't touch it with your hands, the ants will bite you."

Zhou Jing held the little girl's hand, picked her up and put her on Yang Wenwen's back.

"Ah, mom is so pressed that she can't get up."

Yang Wenwen couldn't bear the burden and sat down on the ground.

Zhou Jing picked up the little girl and ran ahead. Yang Wenwen got up, patted her butt, and pretended to chase her. The little girl giggled and ran, shouting "Daddy, save me."

"Dad can't protect himself, is that wrong?"

Yang Wenwen hugged her daughter to prevent her from falling.

"Wrong."

The little girl didn't hesitate and admitted her mistake immediately.

Yang Wenwen pretended to hit her daughter twice and continued to chase Zhou Jing.

"Dad, run."

The little girl cheered for Zhou Jing from behind.

While running, Yang Wenwen raised her left hand to support herself in front of her. She was not wearing a sports vest and her running movements were shaking a lot.

After entering the playground, Zhou Jing hid behind the wall. Yang Wenwen came in and hugged her from behind.

"Why don't you run away and walk into a trap?"

Yang Wenwen said strugglingly.

Zhou Jing kissed her ear and said, "Who fell into this trap?"

Yang Wenwen bit her lip, bent over and dragged herself forward, trying to get out of Zhou Jing's arms, but with her limited strength, she was like a lamb to the slaughter in front of Zhou Jing.

"Can't Mom beat Dad?"

The little girl chased after them, stopped in front and hugged Yang Wenwen.

Zhou Jing deliberately loosened his grip, pretending to be no match for Yang Wenwen. After Yang Wenwen broke free, she turned around and grabbed Zhou Jing, pulling him with one hand and pretending to strangle him with the other hand, asking him if he was wrong.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please spare me, my wife."

Zhou Jing cooperated.

Yang Wenwen pretended to pinch Zhou Jing twice, then looked at her daughter and asked, "How is it?"

"Mom can't bully Dad."

The little girl said stubbornly.

"If you don't listen, Mom will punish you." "When you grow up, we can beat Mom. Do you want to grow up?"

Zhou Jing pulled the little girl and said.

The little girl glanced at Yang Wenwen weakly and nodded at Zhou Jing.

"Do you want to grow up and beat up your mom?"

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said.

The little girl ran away laughing.

Zhou Jing pulled Yang Wenwen's hand and went to the fitness corner to do pull-ups.

"Come on, 1, 2, 3"

Yang Wenwen counted to the boy.

With the beauty's encouragement, Zhou Jing became energized and maintained a steady pace while doing it seriously.

"I want to play too."

The little girl came over and looked at Zhou Jing and shouted.

"Wait until daddy is done, 37, 38"

Yang Wenwen pulled her daughter to continue counting.

"CC is holding daddy's legs."

It was so easy for Zhou Jingkong to do pull-ups with an empty load that he felt he could do three to five hundred.

The little girl came under the horizontal bar, hugged Zhou Jing's legs, and put away her short legs.

Even with his daughter weighing dozens of kilograms hanging on his shoulders, Zhou Jing still did it with ease. Yang Wenwen thought that the boy had such a good physique, no wonder he didn't get tired after doing it several times.

After counting more than eighty times, Yang Wenwen stopped counting and let Zhou Jing take a break.

Zhou Jing did not insist any longer, he let go and got down from the horizontal bar, his face was still calm and he was still not out of breath, just a little sweat on his forehead, the feeling of unlimited physical strength was very refreshing.

"Tired?"

Yang Wenwen took out some tissue to wipe the boy's forehead.

"Fortunately."

Zhou Jing picked up the little girl and played on the lower horizontal bar.

Yang Wenwen stood under the medium-high horizontal bar and jumped lightly, grabbing the pull-up, barely able to do one. She came down to watch her daughter do it, "Come on, 1, 2, 3"

Zhou Jing held the little girl's waist to provide support, and asked the little girl to do ten and then put her down. Zhou Jing turned around and licked Yang Wenwen's lips until Yang Wenwen stuck out her tongue.

"Dad, I'm thirsty."

The little girl saw a man selling water on a tricycle next to the football field and said.

"Mom will buy you some mineral water."

Yang Wenwen knows her daughter too well, and she always asks Zhou Jing for what she wants to eat or drink.

"I want to drink Wahaha."

The little girl said while hugging Zhou Jing's legs.

"Dad will buy it for you."

Zhou Jing rummaged in the front pocket of Yang Wenwen's jeans and pulled out a neatly stacked roll of change, including twenty-yuan, ten-yuan, five-yuan and one-yuan notes. Zhou Jing took a ten-yuan note and went to buy a bottle of Wahaha purified water and a bottle of Nutri-Express. He came back and gave the Nutri-Express to Yang Wenwen and the purified water to the little girl.

“I drink Wahaha.”

The little girl stammered and shook her head.

"This is Wahaha. You drink Wahaha often, but you don't know these three words? Tell your dad how to pronounce these three words?"

Zhou Jing pointed at the three words "Wahaha" and asked the little girl.

Seeing her daughter's face full of doubt about life, Yang Wenwen held back her laughter and opened the Nutri-Express to drink it by herself.

"I want to drink that Wahaha, Wahaha AD calcium milk."

In front of Yang Wenwen, the little girl obviously didn't dare to speak too loudly and muttered hesitantly.

"You didn't explain it clearly. The old lady doesn't sell Wahaha AD calcium milk. Dad will buy it for you when we go out."

Zhou Jing opened the bottle of purified water and asked the little girl if she wanted to drink it.

The little girl shook her head, looked at Yang Wenwen and said, "Mom, I want to drink too."

Yang Wenwen took it back halfway through and said, "Praise mom and tell me two of her strengths."

"Uh mom"

The little girl rolled her eyes and couldn't say anything. For a moment, the air seemed to become quiet.

"Are you asking for trouble?"

Zhou Jing was almost hurt by the little girl's silence, and said to Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen was really sad, angry and unwilling, looking at her daughter and said: "Then tell me two of Dad's strengths."

(End of this chapter)