Rebirth of the beloved wife

Chapter 8

However, these learning methods are always the same. Hao Baiyan wrote a rough outline, and then he stood on the podium and talked about it.

Even Feng Shun, who had always despised him before, listened with gusto now.

They didn't include English in the scope of the college entrance examination until their local time, but because the foundation is too weak, even the teachers who teach English have a strong accent.

Hao Baiyan was really uncomfortable listening to the local accent of English, but his English pronunciation was fine. His wife graduated from an English major, and she got a professional eighth grade certificate when she was in her junior year. The wife's most brilliant achievement.

Son Hao Yunlai has been receiving trilingual education since he was 2 years old. English, Chinese, and German are all taught by his wife.

Therefore, thanks to his wife and son, Hao Baiyan's English is naturally not a major problem.Listening to the local accent of English at the moment is really awkward.

But even so, he didn't dare to show a little difference from others. There was really no place to explain it.

His English grades were worse than Chinese, and he became a genius in an instant. Who would believe it?

This English class is simply torture.

Hao Baiyan heard the teacher finally say see you next week.Just going crazy with joy.Of course, most of the students have this expression.

Only Ma Xiangmei, the representative of the English class, her English pronunciation is a little bit better than the teacher's.

Because of this, Ma Xiangmei was valued by the teacher, and she often read the texts and the like.

Looking at the bookish Ma Xiangmei, Hao Boyan felt that it was reasonable for him to have a crush on her when he was young. As for now, such a young girl is not at all comparable to his wife.

As everyone knows, now his wife is even more youthful than this Ma Xiangmei who already has girly lines.

After four classes on Saturday morning, it was the weekend, and Hao Boyan had no plans to go home. He only had 2 cents in his pocket, but this was his living expenses for next week. Although it was enough, 2 yuan, It's really insecure.

Although he knew that this was an era when money was everywhere, Hao Baiyan really couldn't find a place to make money all of a sudden.

After dawdling for a long time, the little fat man became a little impatient for waiting. His family's life was easy. After giving birth to five daughters, there was only such a son, so the little fat man's life was naturally not good.

"Hao Boyan, aren't you going home?"

"No, you want to go home?"

Seeing Hao Baiyan's extremely surprised expression, Ding Lei really wondered whether he hadn't told Hao Baiyan whether he was going home or not.

"Okay, then go to the market as soon as possible. There is a market today. Maybe the tractor from our village will also come. It just happens to be a hitchhiker."

Every four or five days, almost one episode, the women of the whole village would bring eggs, vegetables and the like that they had accumulated at home to the town, and sell the eggs for oil and salt.

Ding Lei knew that what he said was right, and he didn't talk nonsense. They gathered at two o'clock in the afternoon. If they didn't go earlier, the tractors in the village would go back.

Seeing his leaving figure, Hao Boyan collected all the homework left by the teacher on the weekend, and started writing directly in the classroom without going back to the dormitory.

There aren't many homework, but I can't help but have every subject.

This quantitative change caused a qualitative change, so he reckoned that it would be pretty good if he could finish writing this afternoon.

But who would have thought that after his rebirth, he seemed to be a genius. In less than two hours, he had finished writing everything except the weekly journal in Chinese.

Hao Baiyan was astonished but also secretly delighted, no wonder everyone loves rebirth, there are such benefits after rebirth.Somewhat proud of himself, Hao Baiyan hummed to his wife's idol, Fei Yuqing's plum cut, don't be too comfortable in your childhood.

But soon, he will not be happy anymore.

(End of this chapter)