Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 66 Three Little Bears
[Are you busy at noon? My mom made dumplings. If you are free, come to my house for dinner.]

The phone vibrated twice, and Zhou Jing opened it and found it was a text message from Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen was in the office. Zhou Jing didn't think about it for too long. He accepted the invitation after a little thought. Both Yang's mother and Yang Wenwen must have been sincere, so Zhou Jing didn't need to think too much.

Zhou Jing doesn't need to be too reserved when talking to Yang Wenwen, which is different from Gu Jia.

No matter what, Yang Wenwen is already a mother. If she gets close to Zhou Jing, others will at most think that they have a good teacher-student relationship. It is also understandable that Zhou Jing takes care of Yang Wenwen.

We are teacher and student, and Yang Wenwen is in such a situation. As a former student, it is only natural for me to take care of and help her.

If Zhou Jing's indifference to Yang Wenwen is considered callous, other teachers would definitely think that such a student is heartbreaking even if they don't say it out loud.

Yang Wenwen had also thought about this issue. She was worried about being misunderstood by her family. Since her mother didn't think too much about it, she didn't have anything to worry about either.

The fourth period was about to end, so Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen left school two minutes early, just in time to avoid the rush hour.

Zhou Jing bought a marshmallow when passing by the kindergarten. When he arrived at Yang Wenwen's house, the little girl saw the marshmallow and jumped on Zhou Jing's legs, hugged it and called him Uncle Zhou with a smile. The little girl became more and more familiar with Zhou Jing.

Children are innocent and simple. They will be close to whoever treats them well.

"From now on, you can only eat a marshmallow and a lollipop once a week. Do you understand?"

Yang Wenwen patted her daughter's head gently.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Qi."

The little girl raised her fingers one by one.

"You are so beautiful. If you don't obey me, don't eat me once."

Yang Wenwen poked her daughter's forehead with her finger.

"It's just as many times as mom says."

Zhou Jing squatted down and put his arm around the little girl.

The little girl held the marshmallow in both hands and licked it with her tongue.

There should be no child who can refuse candy. Zhou Jing has never seen a child who doesn’t like candy.

"Don't eat dumplings after eating marshmallows."

Mother Yang pinched the little girl's face and said.

"Why? I can join you."

The little girl's eyes were blinking, and there was sugar filaments on her nose. She looked so cute that she was sweeter than cotton candy.

"Be obedient and eat candy after dinner. Can you leave the marshmallows first?"

Zhou Jing picked up the candy threads on her nose.

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded reluctantly and took a bite of the marshmallow before giving it to Zhou Jing.

"Obedient children are the cutest."

Zhou Jing gave the marshmallow to Yang's mother, who put it on a clean plate.

"That's more like it. If you don't listen, Uncle Zhou won't buy it for you."

After washing her hands, Yang Wenwen wiped her daughter's face with a wet towel and prepared to eat.

Looking at the steaming dumplings on the table, Zhou Jing said, "Was CC naughty when Auntie was making dumplings?"

"Tell me if you were naughty?"

Mother Yang put the bowl away for the little girl and patted her face gently.

"No."

"Are you ashamed? There's still flour on your face!"

Mother Yang pretended to point at the little girl's face.

The little girl thought there was really flour on her face, so she wiped it off and explained without blushing or panting, "I didn't do it accidentally."

"Don't be so naughty in the future if you are so proud."

Yang Wenwen was amused by the way her daughter tried so hard to protect her own image. She knew how to save face at such a young age.

"Auntie's dumpling filling is so delicious. How do you make it?"

Zhou Jing picked up a dumpling, dipped it in the sauce and ate it.

"It's nothing special, just pork and green onions, seasoning with dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, oyster sauce, five-spice powder, ginger powder, white pepper and Sichuan pepper powder."

"Can Zhou Jing make dumplings?"

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy and smiled.

“I can wrap them, but I can’t make the dumpling wrappers.”

Zhou Jing can do everything except making dumpling skins. He can make many kinds of dumpling fillings, including pork and green onion, pork and radish, mutton, leek and egg, etc. It is no exaggeration to say that he is an all-round male god.

Yang Wenwen was not surprised at all. She had witnessed the boy's cooking skills last week. Apart from her father, Zhou Jing was the best cook Yang Wenwen had ever seen.

"Mom, grandma and I saw a huge cat this morning and it caught a huge mouse."

The little girl spoke incoherently while eating dumplings, gesturing as she spoke.

"Really? Cats are amazing. Do you know what cats can do besides catching mice?" "They can also fish."

"Silly girl, you took the story as true. Cats can catch fish, not fish."

At the dinner table, Yang's mother and CC sat on one side, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen sat on the other. The little girls' laughter added a lot of fun to the room and made the atmosphere among them more comfortable and natural.

After dinner, Yang Wenwen helped her mother clean up, and Zhou Jing took the little girl to the living room to play.

"Can Uncle Xiao Zhou draw?"

CC opened the drawer and took out the art book and colored pencils.

"Yes, were these all drawn by CC?"

“And there are paintings by my mother and grandmother.”

Zhou Jing opened the art book, an art book full of childishness. There was a crooked sun, a five-pointed star-shaped smiling face, a heart-shaped smiling face, "matchstick"-like trees, snakes that looked like caterpillars, and crabs that looked like spiders. It was obvious that these were the masterpieces of this soulful painter, the little girl.

"Uncle Xiao Zhou, can you teach CC how to draw?"

Zhou Jing took a black pen and said.

"it is good."

The little girl said happily.

"Today I'm going to teach you how to draw a little bear. Look carefully. Write an 8 on the top, an H on the bottom, and a circle on the top. Draw two semicircles on both sides for ears. Two black dots for eyes, and another black dot for the nose. An inverted M for the mouth. Draw a 3 forward and a 3 backward to draw the hands and feet. Have you learned it?"

Zhou Jing placed the drawn teddy bear in front of the little girl.

"Little Bear, Uncle Zhou taught me how to draw."

The little girl looked adoring.

"Come here, Uncle Zhou will teach you. You read whatever Uncle Zhou reads, with an 8 on top."

Zhou Jing held her little hand and taught her step by step.

“An 8 on top.”

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In the kitchen, Yang Wenwen, who was washing dishes, listened to her daughter's happy voice in the living room and felt happy at the same time as she felt a little lost in her heart. Yang Wenwen originally thought that giving all her love to her daughter could make up for the missing father. During this period, her daughter and Zhou Jing always had a lot of fun playing together. After Zhou Jing left, her daughter became bored, and she would be very excited when she knew Zhou Jing was coming. Her daughter is still young now, and this problem will definitely become more and more obvious in another one or two years.

Yang Wenwen realized that some things are difficult to make up for once they are missing in the process of a child's growth.

"Xiao Zhou is quite good at entertaining children. Have you told him about your second aunt's daughter Hong Hong?"

Mother Yang closed the kitchen door and spoke softly.

"Not yet. It's not quite right."

The second aunt's daughter only has a college degree. She didn't know how to introduce Yang Wenwen to Zhou Jing. The educational level difference was too big and their ways of thinking were different, so it was difficult to get along. Besides, Zhou Jing said that he was not considering a relationship at the moment.

"What a pity for such a nice lad."

Mother Yang felt very sorry.

Yang Wenwen also felt sorry for it.

Mother Yang listened to the noise in the living room, hesitated for a few seconds mysteriously, and asked meaningfully: "Wenwen, what do you think of him?"

"Who?"

"Xiao Zhou!"

"what are you thinking!"

Yang Wenwen frowned. How could such a thing be possible? It was amazing that her mother could think of such a thing.

"causal talk."

Yang's mother just said it casually. She also felt it was unrealistic. Putting aside the relationship between the two, her daughter's conditions were very awkward in this era. With her daughter's conditions, she could find any divorced couple she wanted. What was Zhou Jing after?

After cleaning up the kitchen, Yang Wenwen came to the living room to see how her daughter was doing with her painting lessons. "This little bear is so cute. Was it drawn by CC or Uncle Zhou?"

"Uncle Xiao Zhou, I drew this. Does it look good, mom?"

"Beautiful, CC's paintings are getting more and more beautiful."

"Uncle Xiao Zhou taught me how to draw this."

The little girl turned to the previous page.

After a while, Zhou Jing taught her how to draw a picture with a house, a tree, and four little bears.

"Let's play a game. You are the mother bear, you are the father bear, and I am the little bear."

The little girl innocently assigned roles to Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen felt her face getting hot after hearing this, and she was embarrassed because she didn't want to ruin her daughter's fun.

"It doesn't matter. Children speak without restraint."

Zhou Jing noticed a blush on Yang Wenwen's face, but he didn't mind at all.

　Thanks to An'anjingjing for the 500-point reward, and thanks to Shengwusuolian for the 1500-point reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)