The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Ah Wang was obviously stopped by Si Lingling's question.

After hesitating for a while, it responded: "You are right. As a teacher, even if a student has graduated, if he encounters a problem, he can actually come back and ask for advice."

"Then, dear Miss Si Ling, please come in."

The door of the room opened without a sound.

It so happened that Zhang Xinghui listened to the doorbell, put on a coat and came to the door, raising her voice and asking, "Ah Wang, who is it?"

"Dear master, the visitor is your student, Miss Si Ling."

Ah Wang replied very happily, "She said she came to ask you a question, she is really a good student who is eager to learn."

"Si Ling?"

Zhang Xinghui obviously didn't expect it to be her, her tone was full of doubts, and her eyes also turned to the door.

Si Lingling followed the opened door to meet the mentor's eyes, and both of them couldn't help but have mixed emotions in their hearts.

It was like playing a memory film in my mind, playing back the bits and pieces between the teacher and the student.

"Mr. Zhang, long time no see."

After a brief silence, Si Lingling greeted first, took two steps forward, and appeared in front of the door, looking at Zhang Xinghui expectantly.

"Si Ling, it's really you."

Hearing this long-lost voice, Zhang Xinghui couldn't help quickening her pace, and eagerly appeared in front of her.

He reached out his hand to grab her, but hesitated in disbelief, not daring to touch her hands directly.

Seeing this, Si Lingling took her both hands: "Teacher, are you okay?"

After not seeing her for more than a year, Zhang Xinghui seemed to have changed a lot, and her eyes became cloudy.

Her state was seriously inconsistent with her age at this time, Si Lingling looked at her with some concern.

"Okay, the teacher is very good."

Zhang Xinghui smiled and pulled her into the room, "Come on, come in and sit, come in quickly."

While speaking, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the two children in her arms.

Because it was relatively late, the brother and sister had already fallen asleep, and their small mouths were slightly pouted, looking very cute.

"This...is the child you gave birth to?"

Zhang Xinghui's eyes were full of curiosity, but she didn't dare to reach out to touch it, she just lowered her voice and asked cautiously.

Si Lingling nodded: "Yes, this is brother Si Yongheng, nicknamed Liuliu; this is younger sister Si Yongqin, nicknamed Jiujiu."

"They are really two cute babies, much cuter than what I saw in the live broadcast room."

Zhang Xinghui praised, "It's also you who raised them well, look how healthy they are!"

"Does the teacher also watch my live broadcast?"

Si Lingling followed her into the house, and found that the interior furnishings hadn't changed much from before.

Together with the mentor, take a seat on the chair by the way.

And happily told her: "Teacher doesn't need to be so careful when speaking."

"After the children fell asleep, I set up noise barriers around them. Let's talk without affecting their rest."

"I see."

Zhang Xinghui looked at the two children curiously, "They are so happy to meet a mother like you."

Si Lingling smiled and said, "I am also very happy to be their mother."

"By the way, you are here this time..."

After the two chatted for a while, Zhang Xinghui got straight to the point, "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"How can the teacher help you, you say, the teacher will do it with all his heart."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Hearing Zhang Xinghui's enthusiastic words as always, Si Lingling couldn't help feeling warm, "I just thought I haven't come to see you for a long time, so I deliberately came to see you."

While talking, he took out a storage button and handed it over: "Teacher, this is a little thought from the student, I hope you accept it."