Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

Zhang Biluo didn't want to face visitors like a young businessman, so he changed into women's clothes and came out. Pang Jue couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Zhang Biluo, "The teacher is here! The student wanted to find the teacher, but it was inconvenient to go to his house. I had no choice but to come to Bieyuan to have a look. I didn’t expect to meet him, so lucky!”

Yan Beichen said angrily: "Yan Liu, what are you still doing? Quickly spread the paper for Pang Pang. At this moment, he should compose a poem to express his ambition."

"If you don't compose poetry, you won't compose poetry," Pang Jue was ecstatically delighted. "The student has prepared a bundle of repairs and brought it with him. I will offer it to you now!"

Shu Xiu brought it to his eyes, and Zhang Biluo was stunned, "Two, twenty taels?"

Pang Jue lowered his head, feeling embarrassed, "The student is not talented and can only get twenty taels. Don't worry, teacher, the student will work hard at night and study things carefully, and take more rewards to honor the teacher."

"No," Zhang Biluo calmed down, "This is twenty taels of gold, okay! This is too much, I can't accept it. You are a close friend of my general, and if you must hand it over to Xiu, take two taels of gold." A strip of bacon would be good.”

"Teacher, what the students are learning from you is a powerful tool that can integrate the world's knowledge. Once you learn it, you can integrate the Western theory of physics and make more things in the future. Please accept it, teacher!"

Zhang Biluo didn't expect Pang Jue to be so sincere. This man was slovenly, but he plunged into scientific research, constantly improving himself, and constantly seeking breakthroughs.

"Take it," Yan Beichen said, "He is the most stubborn. If you don't accept it, he will change his ways and send it away. Sanniang has become a teacher, and she will teach her with all her heart from now on."

Zhang Biluo nodded, and Pang Jue was overjoyed. He kowtowed three times, and the etiquette of becoming a disciple was unambiguous.

Zhang Biluo is so embarrassed, even if I am thick-skinned, I can't stand this.

Pang Jue felt a stone fall in her heart and opened the book box very naturally. This was about to start the first lesson.

Yan Beichen said slowly: "Ajue, it's not easy for Sanniang to come here."

"I know," Pang Jue said without realizing it, "When the teacher finishes teaching, you can talk about yours and I'll practice mine."

Yan Beichen had no idea. He watched Zhang Biluo write the letters to Pang Jue, teaching him over and over again, very patiently. Pang Jue couldn't remember for a while, so he thought of a stupid way and marked the letters one by one: Hey, must ,xi,di,yi,aifu,ji.

Zhang Biluo couldn't help but laugh. It turns out that college tyrants also used this method in ancient times!

Yan Beichen hummed softly, took Zhang Biluo's wolf hair, and marked it under the sixth letter - beloved husband.

"These are the two words that should be right."

Pang Jue glanced over his head and was caught off guard by being stuffed with dog food. He gave Yan Beichen a big roll of his eyes and then continued to study.

Zhang Biluo pointed to those two words and whispered: "Can you stop being so promiscuous?"

"When can we not have sex at this time?" Yan Beichen said, holding her hand in his arms very naturally, "It's time for me to exercise for my husband, Sanniang, please accompany me for a walk."

Pang Jue said: "You go to practice and don't worry about me. I will go back after writing these."

Yan Beichen said: "Don't come tomorrow, I have some things to do in the house. Wait for my news in ten days."

Pang Jue nodded, "That's how it should be! I'll wait for your post."

Yan Beichen slowly stood up while holding Zhang Biluo's arm, leaning on a crutch while Zhang Biluo supported him, and slowly walked out of the door.

The air outside is crisp and clear, and the scenery of the garden is blended with silver millet, and the sky is white and clean.

Zhang Biluo found it interesting and asked, "You spoke so harshly to Pang Jue just now, but he didn't get angry?"

Yan Beichen smiled and said, "There is no need to beat around the bush between me and him."

"I understand, this is friendship between men."

Yan Beichen suddenly stopped and pointed in front, "Sanniang, go and stand at the pillar."

Zhang Biluo didn't know what was going on and stood stupidly in front of the pillar. Yan Beichen suddenly let go of his crutch and walked towards her step by step.

Zhang Biluo was frightened, watching him endure the pain and move forward with difficulty. In just a few meters, his forehead was covered with sweat. However, no matter how difficult it was, he never flinched.

Zhang Biluo was suddenly in a trance, as if nothing could stop this man. It seemed that the righteousness of the family and the country, and the loyalty and devotion were all written by such a person.

"Slow down."

"I'm slow."

"Then don't worry."

"Then wait for me."

Zhang Biluo smiled, "Okay, I'll wait."

He seemed to have been walking for a long time, but it didn't seem that long. When he came to him, he couldn't support him anymore, so he even hugged her with the pillar.

Zhang Biluo patted his back gently, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let's wait a while before going back."

Warmth filled Yan Beichen's heart, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms, hugging her tighter. This was the first time that he really held a woman in his arms, and the faint fragrance lingered, making him intoxicated.

This delay lasted for almost a quarter of an hour before Yan Beichen slowly let go of his hand and said, "Sanniang, I'm sorry."

Zhang Biluo ran to pick up his crutch, "It doesn't matter, we are brothers Paoze, I should help you."

Yan Beichen: "..."

Zhang Biluo put the crutches into his hands and asked with concern: "Can you still walk? Do you need me to ask someone to push the wheelchair?"

"No need," Yan Beichen held the crutch with his left hand and rested his right hand on Zhang Biluo's shoulder very naturally, "How about going back like this?"

"That... is a bit close."

Yan Beichen whispered: "Brother Paoze, don't worry about that. Besides, there are many of my people in this garden, so you must give me some face."

Zhang Biluo snorted, "Playing a heart-to-heart relationship with you is still a laborious job!"