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104. miss

Yu Xiaofei giggled, "You are really good at talking, I will go back and repeat your words to your teacher Le, and he will be happy when he hears it." .om"

Meng Qingqing blushed all of a sudden, "Auntie Fei, please don't, I think you are very kind and like a friend, so you can say whatever you want, but Teacher Le is my teacher! Can't say anything!"

Ling Yunfeng laughed and said: "You didn't say anything bad about Mr. Le. Are you afraid that he will hear such good things? It doesn't matter. Maybe Mr. Le's favorability for you will increase after hearing what you said? Who doesn't like to hear it? It sounds good!"

"Qingqing, do you think Teacher Le is serious? Does he never joke with you?" Yu Xiaofei asked.

Meng Qingqing waved her hand, "No, no, Mr. Le is very friendly and likes to joke around. We all like him, and Mr. Le is still my mentor!"

"How do you say that?" Yu Xiaofei said with great interest.

"Last semester, I was transferred to No. 3 Middle School halfway. You know, No. 3 Middle School is very difficult to get into, especially if you transfer midway, most of the time you won't be able to get in. That exam was supervised by Mr. Le, who also opened the exam. Chrysostom let me enter and I was still in the top class he taught, so he can be said to be my mentor."

"It turned out to be like this, but if you didn't do well in the exam, he wouldn't keep you. In the end, it's because of your own excellence. It's an opportunity you fought for yourself. Other teachers would also keep you." Yu Xiao Fei said.

"Not necessarily! Even if I am a pearl, I have to have a pair of discerning eyes to recognize it! What's more, I am not. At that time, because of family changes, I was disheartened, and I haven't read a book for a long time."

Ling Yunfeng smiled and said: "That's right, you just came from your hometown at that time, and the soil was so dregs. Even if it is a bead, it is still a dusty earthen bead. No one is willing to take a second look."

At this time, Yu Xiaofei's phone rang, and she stood up and walked aside to answer the phone.

Meng Qingqing glared at Ling Yunfeng, "I am a dusty earthenware bead, no one takes a second look at me, but why do you still associate with me and keep saying that I am your own sister."

Ling Yunfeng said with a playful smile: "Because I have a pair of eyes! I can see your dusty earthen bead. Wipe off the dust on it. Although it is just an ordinary earthen bead, it is not useless."

"Okay, okay,

narcissism. I'm just a civilized pearl, but you are a shining pearl, okay! "Meng Qingqing said.

Yu Xiaofei came over in a hurry, "Sister Qingxia, I'm sorry, I have to go first. My son suddenly developed a fever, and now I have to go back and check."

"Isn't Teacher Le at home? Tell him to take the child to the hospital first, and then leave after eating!" Wang Qingxia hurriedly stood up.

"He's not at home, and the child's grandma is at home. I heard that the child has been insane all day. Now I realize that it is very hot."

Yu Xiaofei looked anxious, picked up her bag, waved to everyone and hurried away.

"How old is Aunt Xiaofei's son?" Meng Qingqing asked curiously.

"Six years old. She is in the first grade of elementary school. She looks very cute." Wang Qingxia said in detail.

We chatted for a while. Meng Zijun also came.

Wang Qingxia looked at her watch, "You are really punctual, just right for the appointed time, but Doctor Ling hasn't arrived yet, let's wait for him to serve the food!"

"Okay, it's still early, wait for him." Meng Zijun nodded.

"Uncle Meng has his own car, so he can control his own time. I will also do business in the future. With money, everything will be convenient." Li Yahui, who has been silent all the time, said that it is not surprising for him to think so. , how much suffering. Especially this time when my uncle was ill, if it weren't for Meng Zijun's generous help, it would have been a question of whether my uncle's surgery could be performed as scheduled.

"Son, our family is a little bit more difficult now, but the difficulties will eventually pass. Regarding your future career, you have to think carefully about it. No matter what you do, you must first do it happily." Wang Qingxia said.

"Yes, people need money to live. This is the most basic guarantee, but money is not the whole of life. If you engage in a profession, you will not only get money, but also a sense of accomplishment and honor in return." Meng Zijun said.

Ling Yunfeng snorted, "In today's society, as long as you have money, you will have a sense of accomplishment and honor. Those who have money are uncles, and those who have no money are grandchildren."

Meng Zijun sipped his saliva and smiled lightly: "Some hawkers have not graduated from elementary school, and their income is not less than that of civil servants, but why are so many people vying to take the civil service exam? I heard that some street beggars earn less than that of civil servants." It’s impressive, and some even earn millions of dollars a year, but do they have a greater sense of accomplishment and honor than those who earn tens of thousands of dollars a year?”

Li Yahui said: "A rich person like Uncle Meng has a sense of accomplishment and honor. I hope to be a rich person like you."

Meng Zijun chuckled, "I'm not a rich man, and I don't have any sense of accomplishment or honor. People like Dr. Ling really have a sense of accomplishment and honor. They can save lives. It's not easy, and ordinary people can't do it." arrive."

Wang Qingxia said: "You and Dr. Ling are both good, both are good."

Wang Qingxia looked at her watch, "Why hasn't Dr. Ling come yet? I'll go to the door to see." Then she walked out.

Doctor Ling took a day off. At that time, the computer was just starting to work. He surfed the Internet in his own room at home. At about the same time, he walked out of the room, ready to go to dinner at Wang Qingxia's invitation. Seeing Fang Lihua busy in the kitchen, Ling Chengzhi said : "I won't eat dinner at home today, so you should make less."

Fang Lihua was a little disappointed. After all, her husband was resting at home, and he just looked at the computer. She was about to make some dishes, but he wanted to go out to eat.

"Can I not go? I have already prepared several dishes."

"I'm sorry I forgot to tell you earlier, it's still early, I didn't expect you to prepare dinner so early." Ling Chengzhi is now polite and alienated from Fang Lihua.

"Dining with someone? Do you really have to go?" Fang Lihua pleaded.

"Eat with my son."

Eating with her son is a very good excuse. Every time Ling Chengzhi said this, Fang Lihua was speechless, because she couldn't tolerate that child and made the child unable to return home, so the father had to go to It's not too much to have a meal with your son outside, right? She, Fang Lihua, has already made the child unable to return home, so why not let the child's father go to have a meal with the child? So every time Ling Chengzhi wanted to go out, Fang Lihua had nothing to say when Fang Lihua asked and Ling Chengzhi said that.

But ever since Fang Lihua saw her husband talking and laughing happily with a woman in a cafe, Fang Lihua felt that every time her husband went out to eat with her son, she suspected it was just an excuse, but many times she followed her husband out secretly and found that he was really It's eating with my son. (To be continued.)