Chapter 6
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Chapter 6: Call Your Mother
Lu Zhiqiao can't remember when she started to deliberately restrain her desires. It's not so much that she was too busy with work to think about her private life, but that she felt guilty about it. She thought she didn't deserve such pleasures.
It is always difficult for people to fight against their instincts. When she can't help but indulge, go crazy, and her inner condemnation leaks out like a flood, she can no longer control herself, and it takes a long while to return to self-restraint.
She happened to meet Qi Yan.
She felt the woman was a beast with a gentle skin, with fangs and claws tearing her forbidden shell, and a gentle knife with sharp blade cutting through her reserved skin, and finally reached the depths of her heart with ease.
The thought of it, actually felt thrilling.
Lu Zhiqiao froze and didn't move, the hand holding the earring was wrapped in the woman's warm palm, the heat seemed to melt her. She turned her face away, avoiding the scorching breath in her ear, and whispered thank you.
Qi Yan smiled, did not make any further movements, and simply let go of her hand: "Good night."
"……Good night."
On Friday, the final result of the Sports Fest were calculated and the certificates and prizes were distributed to the head teachers of each class.
The Sports Fest was semi-mandatory. The principal required each class to have no less than 15 participants, and each person should apply for at least two projects. The class teacher had to find a way to mobilize the students. Qi Yan didn't respond, it all depended on the children's willingness, so the number of participants did not reach the target and was called by the principal to talk.
She never thought that after the results came out, class 1- 2 won the most prizes, which was really surprising.
During her Chinese class, Qi Yan came out a few minutes before the class started, and read the names one by one in the class to give out certificates.
The children were very happy. Maybe it's because they just arrived in junior high school, and they haven't completely left the elementary school stage. They still have a strong sense of collective honor, and only follows the teacher.
Qi Yan clearly knows that in half a year at most, puberty will hit sooner or later, and when they get used to life in junior high school and their self-awareness rises, they will all become "old fritters" and rebellious in their second year.
Although there are individual differences, the overall group is roughly the same.
A class lasts forty-five minutes, and the time always passes quickly. Qi Yan still has a precise grasp of the rhythm of the class. When the bell rang for the end of class, she just finished talking about today's lesson preparation.
Then the broadcast for eye exercises* rang, and she beckoned to the girl at the outermost position by the window, "Come up, monitor."
*some useless info for you eye exercises done in Chinese schools as a preventative campaign against myopia, usually lasts 6 minutes
The class monitor stood on the podium to temporarily replace the supervisor. Qi Yan went to the toilet, and when she came back, she found that the whole class was doing eye exercises seriously. Only Lu Wei lowered her head, not knowing what she was doing down there. Because she sat in the middle of the middle group, facing the podium, she could be seen at a glance when she came in.
Qi Yan walked over quickly, bent her knuckles and knocked on the table, and said coldly, "Take out your phone."
The voice was especially abrupt in the quiet environment. Lu Wei shook her body, raised her head suddenly, and looked at her in a daze. The screen of the mobile phone under the desk was still on, and lines of black square characters appeared on it.
The whole class looked sideways, forty-six gazes, like forty-six needles, pierced the little girl's face in unison, and the fair skin soon turned crimson.
She pouted and handed over the phone reluctantly.
Qi Yan weighed it in her hand, it was quite heavy, and then glanced at the screen, there was an e-book "Triple Doors"* on it.
*one of China's best selling novel by author Han Han, click hyper link to wiki
She was surprised, but didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the podium, stacked her mobile phone with the lesson plans, and continued to supervise. After the eye exercises were over, the radio sounded the prelude to the inter-class exercises again, and she said softly, "Everyone go down and line up."
After speaking, she glanced at Lu Wei, picked up her things and left the classroom.
The last class of 1- 2 in the morning is physical education.
The teachers have all gone to class, and there is silence in the office. The windows on the south side cast a large amount of sunlight, which is divided into pieces and evenly sprinkled on each desk, warm and bright.
Qi Yan had no class and was grading her class' composition. Since she was the only one in the office, she couldn't help laughing while correcting.
Children's writing are very immature, and the lines are full of "magnificence and justice" and "truth, goodness and beauty". Individual students make a lot of typos and sentences, or keep a running account. She, a greasy adult, reads it and misses her school days.
Laughing happily, came a knock on the door.
—— knock knock
Qi Yan paused, raised her head, and saw that the office door was slowly pushed halfway open.
"Teacher Qi..."
Lu Wei poked her head in from the outside, looked around the office, and found that the other teachers were not there, secretly pleased, closed the door and ran over.
"Aren't you supposed to be in PE class?" Qi Yan already guessed what she was going to say.
"Teacher Hu said that we can move freely."
Qi Yan hummed, pretending to act indifferently: "What's the matter?"
The girl nodded, looked into her eyes, and said sincerely: "Ms. Qi, I know I made a mistake, can you return the phone to me?"
"What have you done wrong?"
"I shouldn't be playing with my phone in class."
"It's good that you're aware of that."
Lu Wei bit her lower lip, twisted her fingers tightly at the corner of her school uniform, and whispered, "The phone..."
"Call your mother." Qi Yan said casually, leaning back on her chair, deliberately turning her face cold.
Facing this girl, it is inevitable to think of Lu Zhiqiao. The awkward and dramatic relationship between the two seems to hinder her judgment. She can neither ignore her like she did in the past two months, nor distinguish her from other students. She's afraid that she will be subjectively biased and lose her principles.
At that time, she didn't know that one day in the future, she would like to please this child, and even love her, without caring about principles.
"My mother is very busy, she doesn't have time..." Lu Wei felt that this reason was untenable in the middle of speaking. Sure enough, Qi Yan interrupted: "We're a door apart, very convenient."
"..."
The little girl blushed, mist formed in her black eyes, and tears fell down in a short while.
A good-looking child is so cute even when she cries. Qi Yan felt a poke in her chest, frowned, and handed her a tissue, "If you make a mistake, you should take responsibility."
Lu Wei sniffed and wiped away tears silently.
The little girl didn't understand why Teacher Qi, who usually seemed gentle and kind, suddenly became so indifferent. What about Teacher Qi who would joke with everyone and comfort and encourage others?
The more she thinks about it, the more she felt aggrieved, and her tears can't stop flowing.
"Classes will be over soon." Qi Yan looked at her watch, expressionless, "Do you want to be seen by other teachers later?"
Children have strong self-esteem, and those with a personality like Lu Wei will be more sensitive and care more about other people's opinions. Although she should not take advantage of the child's weakness in her conscience, it is important to send her away first, otherwise, if she gets overwhelmed by maternal instinct and she compromises, what will happen to her authority?
This trick works wonders. Lu Wei raised her head in a panic, glanced at the office door, hurriedly wiped away her tears, and trot out sullenly.
Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, shook her head, and continued to revise the composition.
In the evening, Lu Zhiqiao returned home.
Working overtime for a week made her physically and mentally exhausted. It was rare to get off work on time today, but she had to go on a business trip tomorrow morning. She felt guilty for not being able to accompany her daughter for two weekends, so she bought some snacks and her daughter's favorite cake while shopping for vegetables.
The sound of the piano came from the second bedroom. She stood on the mat to change her shoes, and closed the door behind her back. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and then the door of the second bedroom opened.
Lu Wei didn't rush out as usual, but took a peek first before walking over slowly, "Mom..."
She lowered her head and pinched her fingers, making a sound like a mosquito humming, then her eyes fell on the little cake, her eyes lit up.
"Wow! Cake!"
"Eat first." Lu Zhiqiao smiled and gave her the bag. Put the cake in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow."
The little girl took it happily, and stared at it for a while. Although she wanted to eat it very much, she still listened to her mother and obediently put the cake in the refrigerator.
Lu Zhiqiao carried the dishes into the kitchen, washed her hands and dried them, and put the other bag on the coffee table.
"Niu Niu, mom is going on a business trip tomorrow, and she will be back around next Tuesday. These snacks are for next week, remember not to eat too much at once." She said softly, touching her daughter's head, her eyes filled with guilt.
"There's next weekend, so I can't accompany you to the barbecue. After the Spring Festival, mom will be on holiday, let's go on a trip together, okay?"
There was a disappointed expression on the girl's face, her eyes dimmed, but she still obediently said okay.
At least there is still Spring Festival to look forward to, that is her favorite festival, because there are only a few days every year that they can enjoy their private time to the fullest, mom will cook a lot of delicious food, will take her out to play, and will accompany her all day and all night.
Because it is only once a year, it is very precious.
"Don't go out after dark, lock the doors and windows at night, when I'm not at home I have to turn off the electric switch and gas valve, I'll call you, before I go to school and after school, practice the piano before doing homework, and don't go to bed later than 10:30..." Lu Wei Lowering her eyelids and reciting one by one with her fingers, these are the precautions that her mother has instructed countless times. She has memorized them since she was a child, and she has already mastered them by heart.
The girl's voice was sweet and crisp, and her fair face was a bit childish, but there was a forbearance that didn't match her age between her brows.
Lu Zhiqiao listened in a daze, unable to stop feeling sad.
This child is silly and obedient. She hasn't cried much since she was a child, and rarely expresses what she wants. Compared with her peers, she really relieves her worries. Of course, there is no child who does not desire to act like a baby, and does not desire to be paid attention to. Premature sensibility tends to lack a sense of security, and it is difficult to make up for it when they grow up.
Although she understood, there was nothing she could do.
They only have each other in the family. She has worked hard and made money all these years, and she can't spare time to spend with her daughter. Even taking care of her is a luxury.
When her daughter was in elementary school, she stayed in a boarding school for a while. She ate in the school cafeteria at noon and night. She was taken care of by the life teacher. She would pick her up after getting off work. If she was on a business trip, she would take the subway by herself. At the age of seven or eight, she can recognize most of the traffic signs, can remember all the station names of the five subway lines, can tell the direction and will not get lost, and learned to take care of herself early.
The person who caused all this is her.
Originally, no one had to live this hard.
"Mom, I can take care of myself. Don't worry about going on a business trip." The girl raised her head and looked at her mother with a low voice and trembling eyelashes.
Lu Zhiqiao's nose was sore, she didn't speak, but forced a smile, leaned over and kissed her forehead."
By the way, Mom, there is something...""
Um?"
Lu Wei bit her lip and lowered her head, fiddled her fingers for a while, grabbed the corner of her clothes for a while, struggled for a long time before saying sullenly:
"Teacher Qi asked you to get my phone..."
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Chapter 6: Call Your Mother
Lu Zhiqiao can't remember when she started to deliberately restrain her desires. It's not so much that she was too busy with work to think about her private life, but that she felt guilty about it. She thought she didn't deserve such pleasures.
It is always difficult for people to fight against their instincts. When she can't help but indulge, go crazy, and her inner condemnation leaks out like a flood, she can no longer control herself, and it takes a long while to return to self-restraint.
She happened to meet Qi Yan.
She felt the woman was a beast with a gentle skin, with fangs and claws tearing her forbidden shell, and a gentle knife with sharp blade cutting through her reserved skin, and finally reached the depths of her heart with ease.
The thought of it, actually felt thrilling.
Lu Zhiqiao froze and didn't move, the hand holding the earring was wrapped in the woman's warm palm, the heat seemed to melt her. She turned her face away, avoiding the scorching breath in her ear, and whispered thank you.
Qi Yan smiled, did not make any further movements, and simply let go of her hand: "Good night."
"……Good night."
On Friday, the final result of the Sports Fest were calculated and the certificates and prizes were distributed to the head teachers of each class.
The Sports Fest was semi-mandatory. The principal required each class to have no less than 15 participants, and each person should apply for at least two projects. The class teacher had to find a way to mobilize the students. Qi Yan didn't respond, it all depended on the children's willingness, so the number of participants did not reach the target and was called by the principal to talk.
She never thought that after the results came out, class 1- 2 won the most prizes, which was really surprising.
During her Chinese class, Qi Yan came out a few minutes before the class started, and read the names one by one in the class to give out certificates.
The children were very happy. Maybe it's because they just arrived in junior high school, and they haven't completely left the elementary school stage. They still have a strong sense of collective honor, and only follows the teacher.
Qi Yan clearly knows that in half a year at most, puberty will hit sooner or later, and when they get used to life in junior high school and their self-awareness rises, they will all become "old fritters" and rebellious in their second year.
Although there are individual differences, the overall group is roughly the same.
A class lasts forty-five minutes, and the time always passes quickly. Qi Yan still has a precise grasp of the rhythm of the class. When the bell rang for the end of class, she just finished talking about today's lesson preparation.
Then the broadcast for eye exercises* rang, and she beckoned to the girl at the outermost position by the window, "Come up, monitor."
*some useless info for you eye exercises done in Chinese schools as a preventative campaign against myopia, usually lasts 6 minutes
The class monitor stood on the podium to temporarily replace the supervisor. Qi Yan went to the toilet, and when she came back, she found that the whole class was doing eye exercises seriously. Only Lu Wei lowered her head, not knowing what she was doing down there. Because she sat in the middle of the middle group, facing the podium, she could be seen at a glance when she came in.
Qi Yan walked over quickly, bent her knuckles and knocked on the table, and said coldly, "Take out your phone."
The voice was especially abrupt in the quiet environment. Lu Wei shook her body, raised her head suddenly, and looked at her in a daze. The screen of the mobile phone under the desk was still on, and lines of black square characters appeared on it.
The whole class looked sideways, forty-six gazes, like forty-six needles, pierced the little girl's face in unison, and the fair skin soon turned crimson.
She pouted and handed over the phone reluctantly.
Qi Yan weighed it in her hand, it was quite heavy, and then glanced at the screen, there was an e-book "Triple Doors"* on it.
*one of China's best selling novel by author Han Han, click hyper link to wiki
She was surprised, but didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the podium, stacked her mobile phone with the lesson plans, and continued to supervise. After the eye exercises were over, the radio sounded the prelude to the inter-class exercises again, and she said softly, "Everyone go down and line up."
After speaking, she glanced at Lu Wei, picked up her things and left the classroom.
The last class of 1- 2 in the morning is physical education.
The teachers have all gone to class, and there is silence in the office. The windows on the south side cast a large amount of sunlight, which is divided into pieces and evenly sprinkled on each desk, warm and bright.
Qi Yan had no class and was grading her class' composition. Since she was the only one in the office, she couldn't help laughing while correcting.
Children's writing are very immature, and the lines are full of "magnificence and justice" and "truth, goodness and beauty". Individual students make a lot of typos and sentences, or keep a running account. She, a greasy adult, reads it and misses her school days.
Laughing happily, came a knock on the door.
—— knock knock
Qi Yan paused, raised her head, and saw that the office door was slowly pushed halfway open.
"Teacher Qi..."
Lu Wei poked her head in from the outside, looked around the office, and found that the other teachers were not there, secretly pleased, closed the door and ran over.
"Aren't you supposed to be in PE class?" Qi Yan already guessed what she was going to say.
"Teacher Hu said that we can move freely."
Qi Yan hummed, pretending to act indifferently: "What's the matter?"
The girl nodded, looked into her eyes, and said sincerely: "Ms. Qi, I know I made a mistake, can you return the phone to me?"
"What have you done wrong?"
"I shouldn't be playing with my phone in class."
"It's good that you're aware of that."
Lu Wei bit her lower lip, twisted her fingers tightly at the corner of her school uniform, and whispered, "The phone..."
"Call your mother." Qi Yan said casually, leaning back on her chair, deliberately turning her face cold.
Facing this girl, it is inevitable to think of Lu Zhiqiao. The awkward and dramatic relationship between the two seems to hinder her judgment. She can neither ignore her like she did in the past two months, nor distinguish her from other students. She's afraid that she will be subjectively biased and lose her principles.
At that time, she didn't know that one day in the future, she would like to please this child, and even love her, without caring about principles.
"My mother is very busy, she doesn't have time..." Lu Wei felt that this reason was untenable in the middle of speaking. Sure enough, Qi Yan interrupted: "We're a door apart, very convenient."
"..."
The little girl blushed, mist formed in her black eyes, and tears fell down in a short while.
A good-looking child is so cute even when she cries. Qi Yan felt a poke in her chest, frowned, and handed her a tissue, "If you make a mistake, you should take responsibility."
Lu Wei sniffed and wiped away tears silently.
The little girl didn't understand why Teacher Qi, who usually seemed gentle and kind, suddenly became so indifferent. What about Teacher Qi who would joke with everyone and comfort and encourage others?
The more she thinks about it, the more she felt aggrieved, and her tears can't stop flowing.
"Classes will be over soon." Qi Yan looked at her watch, expressionless, "Do you want to be seen by other teachers later?"
Children have strong self-esteem, and those with a personality like Lu Wei will be more sensitive and care more about other people's opinions. Although she should not take advantage of the child's weakness in her conscience, it is important to send her away first, otherwise, if she gets overwhelmed by maternal instinct and she compromises, what will happen to her authority?
This trick works wonders. Lu Wei raised her head in a panic, glanced at the office door, hurriedly wiped away her tears, and trot out sullenly.
Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, shook her head, and continued to revise the composition.
In the evening, Lu Zhiqiao returned home.
Working overtime for a week made her physically and mentally exhausted. It was rare to get off work on time today, but she had to go on a business trip tomorrow morning. She felt guilty for not being able to accompany her daughter for two weekends, so she bought some snacks and her daughter's favorite cake while shopping for vegetables.
The sound of the piano came from the second bedroom. She stood on the mat to change her shoes, and closed the door behind her back. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and then the door of the second bedroom opened.
Lu Wei didn't rush out as usual, but took a peek first before walking over slowly, "Mom..."
She lowered her head and pinched her fingers, making a sound like a mosquito humming, then her eyes fell on the little cake, her eyes lit up.
"Wow! Cake!"
"Eat first." Lu Zhiqiao smiled and gave her the bag. Put the cake in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow."
The little girl took it happily, and stared at it for a while. Although she wanted to eat it very much, she still listened to her mother and obediently put the cake in the refrigerator.
Lu Zhiqiao carried the dishes into the kitchen, washed her hands and dried them, and put the other bag on the coffee table.
"Niu Niu, mom is going on a business trip tomorrow, and she will be back around next Tuesday. These snacks are for next week, remember not to eat too much at once." She said softly, touching her daughter's head, her eyes filled with guilt.
"There's next weekend, so I can't accompany you to the barbecue. After the Spring Festival, mom will be on holiday, let's go on a trip together, okay?"
There was a disappointed expression on the girl's face, her eyes dimmed, but she still obediently said okay.
At least there is still Spring Festival to look forward to, that is her favorite festival, because there are only a few days every year that they can enjoy their private time to the fullest, mom will cook a lot of delicious food, will take her out to play, and will accompany her all day and all night.
Because it is only once a year, it is very precious.
"Don't go out after dark, lock the doors and windows at night, when I'm not at home I have to turn off the electric switch and gas valve, I'll call you, before I go to school and after school, practice the piano before doing homework, and don't go to bed later than 10:30..." Lu Wei Lowering her eyelids and reciting one by one with her fingers, these are the precautions that her mother has instructed countless times. She has memorized them since she was a child, and she has already mastered them by heart.
The girl's voice was sweet and crisp, and her fair face was a bit childish, but there was a forbearance that didn't match her age between her brows.
Lu Zhiqiao listened in a daze, unable to stop feeling sad.
This child is silly and obedient. She hasn't cried much since she was a child, and rarely expresses what she wants. Compared with her peers, she really relieves her worries. Of course, there is no child who does not desire to act like a baby, and does not desire to be paid attention to. Premature sensibility tends to lack a sense of security, and it is difficult to make up for it when they grow up.
Although she understood, there was nothing she could do.
They only have each other in the family. She has worked hard and made money all these years, and she can't spare time to spend with her daughter. Even taking care of her is a luxury.
When her daughter was in elementary school, she stayed in a boarding school for a while. She ate in the school cafeteria at noon and night. She was taken care of by the life teacher. She would pick her up after getting off work. If she was on a business trip, she would take the subway by herself. At the age of seven or eight, she can recognize most of the traffic signs, can remember all the station names of the five subway lines, can tell the direction and will not get lost, and learned to take care of herself early.
The person who caused all this is her.
Originally, no one had to live this hard.
"Mom, I can take care of myself. Don't worry about going on a business trip." The girl raised her head and looked at her mother with a low voice and trembling eyelashes.
Lu Zhiqiao's nose was sore, she didn't speak, but forced a smile, leaned over and kissed her forehead."
By the way, Mom, there is something...""
Um?"
Lu Wei bit her lip and lowered her head, fiddled her fingers for a while, grabbed the corner of her clothes for a while, struggled for a long time before saying sullenly:
"Teacher Qi asked you to get my phone..."
Chapter 6: Call Your MotherLu Zhiqiao can't remember when she started to deliberately restrain her desires. It's not so much that she was too busy with work to think about her private life, but that she felt guilty about it. She thought she didn't deserve such pleasures.It is always difficult for people to fight against their instincts. When she can't help but indulge, go crazy, and her inner condemnation leaks out like a flood, she can no longer control herself, and it takes a long while to return to self-restraint.She happened to meet Qi Yan.She felt the woman was a beast with a gentle skin, with fangs and claws tearing her forbidden shell, and a gentle knife with sharp blade cutting through her reserved skin, and finally reached the depths of her heart with ease.The thought of it, actually felt thrilling.Lu Zhiqiao froze and didn't move, the hand holding the earring was wrapped in the woman's warm palm, the heat seemed to melt her. She turned her face away, avoiding the scorching breath in her ear, and whispered thank you.Qi Yan smiled, did not make any further movements, and simply let go of her hand: "Good night.""Good night."On Friday, the final result of the Sports Fest were calculated and the certificates and prizes were distributed to the head teachers of each class.The Sports Fest was semi-mandatory. The principal required each class to have no less than 15 participants, and each person should apply for at least two projects. The class teacher had to find a way to mobilize the students. Qi Yan didn't respond, it all depended on the children's willingness, so the number of participants did not reach the target and was called by the principal to talk.She never thought that after the results came out, class 1- 2 won the most prizes, which was really surprising.During her Chinese class, Qi Yan came out a few minutes before the class started, and read the names one by one in the class to give out certificates.The children were very happy. Maybe it's because they just arrived in junior high school, and they haven't completely left the elementary school stage. They still have a strong sense of collective honor, and only follows the teacher.Qi Yan clearly knows that in half a year at most, puberty will hit sooner or later, and when they get used to life in junior high school and their self-awareness rises, they will all become "old fritters" and rebellious in their second year.Although there are individual differences, the overall group is roughly the same.A class lasts forty-five minutes, and the time always passes quickly. Qi Yan still has a precise grasp of the rhythm of the class. When the bell rang for the end of class, she just finished talking about today's lesson preparation.Then the broadcast for eye exercises* rang, and she beckoned to the girl at the outermost position by the window, "Come up, monitor."*some useless info for youeye exercisesdone in Chinese schools as a preventative campaign against myopia, usually lasts 6 minutesThe class monitor stood on the podium to temporarily replace the supervisor. Qi Yan went to the toilet, and when she came back, she found that the whole class was doing eye exercises seriously. Only Lu Wei lowered her head, not knowing what she was doing down there. Because she sat in the middle of the middle group, facing the podium, she could be seen at a glance when she came in.Qi Yan walked over quickly, bent her knuckles and knocked on the table, and said coldly, "Take out your phone."The voice was especially abrupt in the quiet environment. Lu Wei shook her body, raised her head suddenly, and looked at her in a daze. The screen of the mobile phone under the desk was still on, and lines of black square characters appeared on it.The whole class looked sideways, forty-six gazes, like forty-six needles, pierced the little girl's face in unison, and the fair skin soon turned crimson.She pouted and handed over the phone reluctantly.Qi Yan weighed it in her hand, it was quite heavy, and then glanced at the screen, there was an e-book "Triple Doors"* on it.*one of China's best selling novel by author Han Han, click hyper link to wikiShe was surprised, but didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the podium, stacked her mobile phone with the lesson plans, and continued to supervise. After the eye exercises were over, the radio sounded the prelude to the inter-class exercises again, and she said softly, "Everyone go down and line up."After speaking, she glanced at Lu Wei, picked up her things and left the classroom.The last class of 1- 2 in the morning is physical education.The teachers have all gone to class, and there is silence in the office. The windows on the south side cast a large amount of sunlight, which is divided into pieces and evenly sprinkled on each desk, warm and bright.Qi Yan had no class and was grading her class' composition. Since she was the only one in the office, she couldn't help laughing while correcting.Children's writing are very immature, and the lines are full of "magnificence and justice" and "truth, goodness and beauty". Individual students make a lot of typos and sentences, or keep a running account. She, a greasy adult, reads it and misses her school days.Laughing happily, came a knock on the door. knock knockQi Yan paused, raised her head, and saw that the office door was slowly pushed halfway open."Teacher Qi..."Lu Wei poked her head in from the outside, looked around the office, and found that the other teachers were not there, secretly pleased, closed the door and ran over."Aren't you supposed to be in PE class?" Qi Yan already guessed what she was going to say."Teacher Hu said that we can move freely."Qi Yan hummed, pretending to act indifferently: "What's the matter?"The girl nodded, looked into her eyes, and said sincerely: "Ms. Qi, I know I made a mistake, can you return the phone to me?""What have you done wrong?""I shouldn't be playing with my phone in class.""It's good that you're aware of that."Lu Wei bit her lower lip, twisted her fingers tightly at the corner of her school uniform, and whispered, "The phone...""Call your mother." Qi Yan said casually, leaning back on her chair, deliberately turning her face cold.Facing this girl, it is inevitable to think of Lu Zhiqiao. The awkward and dramatic relationship between the two seems to hinder her judgment. She can neither ignore her like she did in the past two months, nor distinguish her from other students. She's afraid that she will be subjectively biased and lose her principles.At that time, she didn't know that one day in the future, she would like to please this child, and even love her, without caring about principles."My mother is very busy, she doesn't have time..." Lu Wei felt that this reason was untenable in the middle of speaking. Sure enough, Qi Yan interrupted: "We're a door apart, very convenient.""..."The little girl blushed, mist formed in her black eyes, and tears fell down in a short while.A good-looking child is so cute even when she cries. Qi Yan felt a poke in her chest, frowned, and handed her a tissue, "If you make a mistake, you should take responsibility."Lu Wei sniffed and wiped away tears silently.The little girl didn't understand why Teacher Qi, who usually seemed gentle and kind, suddenly became so indifferent. What about Teacher Qi who would joke with everyone and comfort and encourage others?The more she thinks about it, the more she felt aggrieved, and her tears can't stop flowing."Classes will be over soon." Qi Yan looked at her watch, expressionless, "Do you want to be seen by other teachers later?"Children have strong self-esteem, and those with a personality like Lu Wei will be more sensitive and care more about other people's opinions. Although she should not take advantage of the child's weakness in her conscience, it is important to send her away first, otherwise, if she gets overwhelmed by maternal instinct and she compromises, what will happen to her authority?This trick works wonders. Lu Wei raised her head in a panic, glanced at the office door, hurriedly wiped away her tears, and trot out sullenly.Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, shook her head, and continued to revise the composition.In the evening, Lu Zhiqiao returned home.Working overtime for a week made her physically and mentally exhausted. It was rare to get off work on time today, but she had to go on a business trip tomorrow morning. She felt guilty for not being able to accompany her daughter for two weekends, so she bought some snacks and her daughter's favorite cake while shopping for vegetables.The sound of the piano came from the second bedroom. She stood on the mat to change her shoes, and closed the door behind her back. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and then the door of the second bedroom opened.Lu Wei didn't rush out as usual, but took a peek first before walking over slowly, "Mom..."She lowered her head and pinched her fingers, making a sound like a mosquito humming, then her eyes fell on the little cake, her eyes lit up."Wow! Cake!""Eat first." Lu Zhiqiao smiled and gave her the bag. Put the cake in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow."The little girl took it happily, and stared at it for a while. Although she wanted to eat it very much, she still listened to her mother and obediently put the cake in the refrigerator.Lu Zhiqiao carried the dishes into the kitchen, washed her hands and dried them, and put the other bag on the coffee table."Niu Niu, mom is going on a business trip tomorrow, and she will be back around next Tuesday. These snacks are for next week, remember not to eat too much at once." She said softly, touching her daughter's head, her eyes filled with guilt."There's next weekend, so I can't accompany you to the barbecue. After the Spring Festival, mom will be on holiday, let's go on a trip together, okay?"There was a disappointed expression on the girl's face, her eyes dimmed, but she still obediently said okay.At least there is still Spring Festival to look forward to, that is her favorite festival, because there are only a few days every year that they can enjoy their private time to the fullest, mom will cook a lot of delicious food, will take her out to play, and will accompany her all day and all night.Because it is only once a year, it is very precious."Don't go out after dark, lock the doors and windows at night, when I'm not at home I have to turn off the electric switch and gas valve, I'll call you, before I go to school and after school, practice the piano before doing homework, and don't go to bed later than 10:30..." Lu Wei Lowering her eyelids and reciting one by one with her fingers, these are the precautions that her mother has instructed countless times. She has memorized them since she was a child, and she has already mastered them by heart.The girl's voice was sweet and crisp, and her fair face was a bit childish, but there was a forbearance that didn't match her age between her brows.Lu Zhiqiao listened in a daze, unable to stop feeling sad.This child is silly and obedient. She hasn't cried much since she was a child, and rarely expresses what she wants. Compared with her peers, she really relieves her worries. Of course, there is no child who does not desire to act like a baby, and does not desire to be paid attention to. Premature sensibility tends to lack a sense of security, and it is difficult to make up for it when they grow up.Although she understood, there was nothing she could do.They only have each other in the family. She has worked hard and made money all these years, and she can't spare time to spend with her daughter. Even taking care of her is a luxury.When her daughter was in elementary school, she stayed in a boarding school for a while. She ate in the school cafeteria at noon and night. She was taken care of by the life teacher. She would pick her up after getting off work. If she was on a business trip, she would take the subway by herself. At the age of seven or eight, she can recognize most of the traffic signs, can remember all the station names of the five subway lines, can tell the direction and will not get lost, and learned to take care of herself early.The person who caused all this is her.Originally, no one had to live this hard."Mom, I can take care of myself. Don't worry about going on a business trip." The girl raised her head and looked at her mother with a low voice and trembling eyelashes.Lu Zhiqiao's nose was sore, she didn't speak, but forced a smile, leaned over and kissed her forehead."By the way, Mom, there is something...""Um?"Lu Wei bit her lip and lowered her head, fiddled her fingers for a while, grabbed the corner of her clothes for a while, struggled for a long time before saying sullenly:"Teacher Qi asked you to get my phone..."
