There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

"One day you will be willing." Qi Yan stood under the lamp, without turning his head, her black black hair hanging down his shoulders, after speaking, he took the key and opened the door to enter the house. The door was closed very lightly.

There was silence in the corridor, and a cool breeze blew in from outside the window. Lu Zhiqiao shivered, her two white arms had goose bumps, she panted with half-opened lips, her chest was violently ups and downs, her mind was blank, her fingertips Like being bitten by tens of thousands of insects, the numbness makes me unconscious.

A very familiar feeling. Only when she is particularly angry or emotionally fluctuating in her memory, her fingertips will numb. It has not been seen for many years. The most impressive thing is that she quarreled with her parents when she was young, and that time she wanted to run away from home. .

Since stepping into society, he has been stubborn for ten years, and his temper has been thoroughly polished.

She curled her fingers and shook her hand, her breathing gradually calmed down, she lowered her head and turned out a small mirror and paper towels from her bag, wiped off the lipstick that had been pasted against the light, pursed her mouth, and went home.

The light was on in the living room, but there was no one. As soon as Lu Zhiqiao put down his bag, he saw his daughter crept out of the master bedroom and ran into the second bedroom.

"Niuniu!"

Lu Wei paused and turned around slowly: "Hey, mom, you're back..."

The little girl has a pale face, two plateau reds floating on her cheeks, a bright scarlet mouth, two thick and straight eyebrows, just like a funny clown.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zhiqiao frowned.

"Well, I used some of your cosmetics." She whispered, knowing that she was finished, and was busy playing with a smile on her face: "Mom, your makeup is so beautiful, I can't even put it on."

Little children don’t know how to make-up, they love stinky beauty. They don’t look good when they are painted and smeared. Lu Zhiqiao wanted to reprimand, but he was really funny. He walked over with the skirt and gently squeezed her cheek: "Next time you want to make up, you have to tell your mother, I'll help you make it up, you are not allowed to make it up secretly, you know?"

Lu Wei smirked and nodded, secretly relieved.

The old idea is that girls are bad at dressing at a young age, and Lu Zhiqiao’s first reaction is a little bit overwhelming. He is surprised that his daughter will use her cosmetics stealthily, whether there is any suspicion of following classmates. However, after thinking about it, everyone has a love for beauty. At this age, she pays extra attention to appearance. Blindly prohibiting suppression will only be counterproductive. Instead of instilling shame in her, it is better to guide her.

"Do the female classmates in the class also put on makeup?"

"There are a few meetings." The little girl nodded, "They still have their own cosmetics, and we will have fun in the classroom during lunch break."

"Where did the cosmetics come from?"

"I bought it from a small shop near the school. It's not expensive. Many colors of eye shadow cost only 15 yuan."

Lu Zhiqiao's face sank: "You didn't buy it, did you?"

Cheap and inferior cosmetics can only deceive an ignorant little girl with a bad face. She usually gives her daughter a lot of pocket money. She always feels that this child is obedient and will not spend money on messy things, but now she is inexplicably worried. You must know that it is easy for children to help.

"No, I said my mother did. Their mothers don't wear makeup, so they can only buy them secretly." When she said this, the little girl's face was full of pride.

Lu Zhiqiao stretched his eyebrows, held his daughter's hand in his palm, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Little girl, it's normal to love beauty. Mom doesn't object to your makeup, but you have to promise me three conditions: the first is not. Makeup in school, second, it can only be applied once a month. Mom will help you make it, or you can teach you. Third, you can’t use pocket money to buy cosmetics without authorization."

"Okay, it can be made so beautiful that Teacher Qi can take a picture of me."

"..."

Suddenly mentioning Qi Yan, Lu Zhiqiao choked, his expression was a little unnatural, the man's soft voice was still in his ears, his charming smile, the frequency of breathing, and the unpredictable back... the two doors are opposite, it is impossible to stop communication. , She warned her daughter not to bother each other, but it didn't help.

"Aren't you afraid of Teacher Qi?" She raised her eyebrows, implying that it was the head teacher.

When Qi Yan had just moved to the opposite side, his daughter was so frightened. In just over two months, the child's mind became very fast.

Lu Wei shook his head: "Teacher Qi is very good."

Lu Zhiqiao was surprised, twitched the corner of his mouth, laughed, and said nothing.

…

As the night darkened, the mother and daughter sat on the bed in a fragrant wash. Lu Zhiqiao held her daughter to randomly check her recitation of ancient poems. He wanted to distract him, but he thought that the Chinese teacher was Qi Yan, staring at the textbook, and his thoughts flew again. To the sky.

The semester is about to end, and the next two months seem to have been two years long. There have been so many things, and my mood is up and down, and I can’t tell what I feel. The encounter with Qi Yan was just an accident. No matter how beautiful and unforgettable, it will eventually become the same scenery in her life. After so long, it is only until today that the big stone in her heart is put down. Suddenly, the whole person is empty. Come down.

They will no longer be ambiguous, will no longer hug, kiss, will no longer have extra thoughts, and finally get along like ordinary friends.

Regardless of whether the other party gave up or not, she has already made this decision. From now on, she must control herself and get her life back on track.

In two and a half years, my daughter graduated from junior high school. When the child is admitted to which school, she will rent a house near the school, wait until the loan of the house is repaid, then sell it, and go to the urban area to buy a new one. At that time, my daughter should have graduated from college, maybe work, maybe go to graduate school, and then gradually become independent.

She can let go and live the life she wants.

"To the east is the Jieshi, to view the sea, the water He Dandan, the mountains and islands..." The voice of her daughter's endorsement pulled Lu Zhiqiao's thoughts back. She picked up the phone and looked at it. There was someone in the family and school group.

Qi Yan sent a notice about the final exam arrangements in the group. Everyone in Aite and parents responded "received" and "Teacher has worked hard." They swiped more than 20 items in a row.

Lu Zhiqiao never responded before.

After browsing the notification, she stared at Qi Yan’s orange cat portrait, typing slowly with her fingers: [Got it]

It is also strange that she spoke for the first time since joining the group, and the content was different from other parents. As soon as it was sent out, the group suddenly became quiet.

Teacher Qi: [[貓笑]]

"..."

Lu Zhiqiao ignored her, put her mobile phone aside, and saw her daughter had done her back twice, and touched her hair: "Little girl, where do you want to go to play during the New Year?"

"seaside."

"We are a coastal city here."

Lu Wei pouted and shook his head: "There must be a sea like a tropical forest, many small islands, you can go fishing at sea."

"Okay, I'll look for it." Lu Zhiqiao picked up his mobile phone and glanced at his school group. A few more people responded and received it, so they quit and searched for travel information on the Internet.

Tropical island, samba, bikini...

She froze.

"By the way, mother, shall we take Teacher Qi to go together?"

Lu Zhiqiao recovered and looked at his daughter in surprise: "Why?"

"Um-"

The little girl was speechless, she couldn't find a reason for a while, she lowered her head for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Ms. Qi said that she promised to take pictures for you during the Chinese New Year."

The end of the year was so hectic, it was not the child’s reminder that she had already forgotten it, and only then did she remember the bikini. She did agree to be a model for the other party. At that time, I only thought of being free during the Spring Festival holiday, and here I promised to take my daughter out to play. The two things collided impartially.

It happened again after she rejected the man.

I owe Qiyan so many favors, and I didn't pay it back once. Of course, I will not regret it. I will be very busy after the year. I don't know how long the delay will be. Maybe it was Qi Yan who took the initiative to talk about this to her daughter and reminded her that if she shirks like this, she won't be able to survive.

How to do it? Nor can you lie in front of children.

"And I promised Teacher Qi that you would agree to take her..." Seeing that his mother's expression was wrong, Lu Wei immediately realized that he had caused trouble, so he had to confess.

Lu Zhiqiao was startled and frowned: "You—"

The little girl was so frightened that she pulled the quilt over her head.

On Monday, the whole school of Affiliated Middle School will start the final exam, and the Chinese will be tested in the morning.

The seats in the examination room of each grade are all shuffled, and the order is arranged according to the results of the previous monthly examination. There is one examination room for 30 people, and the first 30 in the grade are in the first examination room, and so on. Lu Wei had a poor math test last time, ranking relatively low, and was assigned to the ninth examination room, barely in the middle.

When I came to school in the morning, I felt a little discomfort in my stomach. It was not the feeling of stomachache or diarrhea, but the position under the belly button, like a rock, a little bit of soreness and swelling, and slight walking. Falling feeling.

She didn't care, she thought it would be better after a while.

Chinese is a subject that Lu Wei is good at. She walked into the examination room leisurely, without panic, but was full of mathematics in the afternoon—Wang Zheyi said that she would send her answers to multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions.

Copy a little secretly, at least pass the exam, just fine.

More at ease.

After getting the Chinese test paper, Lu Wei turned around and glanced at the topic of the composition, and couldn't help but curl his mouth: ah, simple, book with full marks.

There was silence in the examination room, only the rustle of the pen across the paper. The invigilator stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, scanning a circle, and then walked down at a leisurely pace, back and forth.

The patrol teacher's figure passed by in the corridor from time to time.

The end of the semester is very important. You have a good exam and go home happily for the New Year. If you don’t have a good exam, the seven aunts and eight aunts are talking about you at the New Year’s Eve dinner table. Full of serious and tense atmosphere.

Lu Wei answered the questions quickly and wrote neatly and beautifully. She finished reading and comprehension in less than an hour. She put down the pen, stretched her waist, and moved her hands on the sides of the chair to prepare to write.

Suddenly, she froze.

There is a warm liquid|The body drips out slowly, tidal|smooth, it moves, and drips again, like niao|pants...

Lu Wei did not dare to move, staring at the test paper with wide eyes, a little scared in her heart, but as if she could have a foresight of what it was, she hurriedly raised her head to look at the podium: "Teacher—"

The sound was very soft, but it broke the silence of the examination room, and several students looked over.

"Huh?" The invigilator raised his eyebrows.

"I want to go to the toilet..."

"go."

Lu Wei stood up cautiously, feeling the hot liquid dripping out again, feeling anxious and embarrassed in his heart, quietly glanced at the chair, did not stain the color, stepped on small steps and quickly walked out of the classroom.

There was no one in the toilet, so she hid in the last one.

really.

There were large red blood stains on the panties.

Lu Wei was stunned.

The girls in the class who have a good relationship with each other usually talk about some more popular topics in private, such as the birth | management period, which the girls call "regular holidays" or "aunts". Many girls are in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school. Sometimes when they go to the toilet together between classes, they will see them putting sanitary napkins in their pockets, and there are various blood in the toilet trash...

She knows it all.

Although I knew I would come sooner or later, I was really at a loss when it came to such a day.

She doesn't have sanitary napkins, and everyone is taking exams. The female classmates who are acquainted with each other are scattered in different exam rooms, and it doesn't work to find them.

How to do?

The composition hasn't been written yet, and there is no time delay. Lu Wei was about to cry in a hurry. In a hurry, she thought of Qi Yan...

Every teacher has the task of invigorating the exam. She didn't know which exam room Qi Yan was in, so she had to look for it from classroom to classroom from the first exam room. Fortunately, Qi Yan saw her in the third examination room and walked through two classrooms.

"Ms. Qi..."

At that time, Qi Yan had just turned around from the bottom and returned to the podium. He was about to pick up the test paper and continue to look at the question. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and saw Lu Wei standing at the door with his small face wrinkled and calling her eagerly.

She was startled and walked out quickly: "What's the matter?"

"I..." The little girl frowned, her face flushed red, and she was ashamed and embarrassed, she leaned to her ear carefully, and muttered a few words.

Qi Yan suddenly smiled, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What's the matter.

"Wait for me." She patted the **** the shoulder, walked to the second examination room next door, asked her colleague to stare for a while, then came out and took the girl's hand and said, "Come with me."

There were sanitary napkins in the office drawer. Qi Yan took a piece and generously led Lu Wei into the women's toilet. There was still no one inside. She let Lu Wei enter the first room, and the little girl shook her head repeatedly and ran to the last room.

Look at the child's reaction, 80% of it is the first time.

What a memorable day.

Qi Yan touched her head, softly soothing: "It's okay, it's normal, every girl will have it." After that, he handed her the sanitary napkin and asked with concern, "Will I use it? Would you like me to teach you? ?"

The little girl blushed and said nothing.

"Tear the package, tear off the back paper, stick it on first..." Qi Yan understood and gave a general demonstration, but did not tear off all the wrapping paper. "Will it be?"

Lu Wei nodded, never daring to raise his eyelids, and took it and closed the door.

There was a rustle.

Not long after the girl came out, Qi Yan invited her to wash her hands, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and carefully said: "Remember to go back and tell mom that there are things that need attention, and she will teach you."

"...Well, thank you Teacher Qi."

"Go to the exam and write your composition well."

Qi Yan squinted and smiled, her eyes gleaming, as if looking at his daughter.

…

In the evening, Lu Zhiqiao came home from get off work and saw his daughter washing things on the balcony. After a few seconds, he walked over: "Niuniu, what do you wash?"

"Well, pants."

There was half a basin of water in the big basin. Lu Weilu stood in front of the sink with his sleeves, soap in one hand and soaked **** in the other, frowning: "I have washed it many times, but there are still marks. Ah, mom..."

The soaked pink cloth showed faint brown stains, like dried blood.

Lu Zhiqiao reacted immediately. Just about to speak, the doorbell rang, and she hurriedly turned around to go to the living room, looked at the cat's eye, and opened the door.

"Qi—"

Qi Yan stood outside, her face shining brightly with the shadow of the lamp, her black and soft hair hanging straight in front of her, light and elegant, she passed the thing on her hand: "Give you this."

A thin book of sex|educational manual.

Lu Zhiqiao: "?"

"If you are embarrassed to teach yourself..." Qi Yan curled his mouth and leaned closer, "I can do it for you."

The author has something to say: 　　 Niuniu: I have been bought by Teacher Qi, mom, you must surrender too! 【funny

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