When the Patriotic Goddess of War is bound to the love system

Professor Feng regards the school as his home and lives in the classroom dormitory all year round. Everyone is used to it.

He has a stubborn temperament, does not pay attention to the way he speaks, and always offends people. Therefore, even though everyone knows that he is capable, few people like to deal with him except for academic exchanges.

Tangning knocked on the door, but no one answered.

She stretched out her hand and pushed it gently, and the door opened. "Teacher?"

She must have gone out, so Tangning took a look around the room. There were very few things in neat order, including a bed, a chair, a desk, a thermos, a teapot, and an old towel.

There was no heating equipment in the room, and it was as cold as an ice cave.

She walked in, put her cloth bag on the table by the window, and wrote a note to inform the teacher that she had arrived.

After doing this, Tangning heard the sound of footsteps outside. She thought it was Professor Feng who had returned. However, she heard the child crying again. It was obviously not Professor Feng.

When I looked up, I saw a few people kicking in the door and walking in with unkind expressions.

A young daughter-in-law held a child in her arms, followed by an older woman, whose clothes were held by the children.

There was a man standing outside the door and did not come in.

Tang Ning counted, good guys, there are four children in total.

"Who are you?"

The young wife looked at Tang Ning and asked cautiously.

Tang Ning glanced at her but didn't reply. Her indifferent attitude was really a bit bluffing, and the wife holding the child felt a little unsure.

"This is our uncle's residence. Who are you? Where is my uncle?"

She saw the cloth bag on the table with the cans exposed, staring at it greedily, and raised her feet to come in.

"Wait a minute."

Tangning blocked the door with her body and closed the door behind her back.

"Hey, what do you mean? Why don't you let us in?" the young woman pointed at Tangning's nose and shouted.

"Snapped."

Tangning reached out her hand without any politeness and knocked her hand away.

"Be polite, I don't know you, who knows who you are? You just said this is your uncle's residence?"

Several children started making a fuss, and the one in the young woman's arms slapped her in the face.

"Mom! I want money! I want delicious food!"

"Brother, if you want to say happy New Year and ask for money, have you forgotten?"

The girl who was holding the hem of the old woman's clothes quickly interrupted. The young woman was hit on the face and reached out to hit the child, but the old woman held her back.

"Don't fight, don't fight, my dear grandson..."

The man standing in the corridor came over with an impatient look on his face.

"Go away, I'm coming to my uncle's house, what's the matter with you?"

"Who knows who your uncle is? I'm from the school. You guys broke into the school without permission. I suspect you want to steal something!" Tangning took a step forward and faced the fierce-looking man without giving in. "Come on, follow me.

Go see the guard, I want to ask him why he let you people in! If you dare to cause trouble, you will be sent to the Public Security Bureau!"

The young woman and the old woman were both frightened, but the man was not afraid.

"Scare me? Get out of my way!"

"No."

Tangning looked at the man's outstretched hand, grabbed it, and kicked the man's calf. She quickly turned around and cut the man's arm back, and then kicked the man's knee!

The whole movement was completed in one go, and the man was kneeling on the ground before he could react.

The tingling pain in his arms and calves reminded him that this thin girl was beautiful and even more beautiful.

He wanted to open it, but he felt that the hands holding him, although delicate and tender, seemed to have a huge weight, restraining him tightly, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

The young woman was too frightened to say a word, and the old woman hurriedly pulled the child away.

"We don't dare anymore, we don't dare anymore... let go of my son!"

The children opened their eyes wide and were not afraid. Instead, they looked at this scene with curiosity.

The father, who used to be tall and burly, and beat them like little chickens, was actually pinned to the ground by this woman's move.

"I'm leaving. Let's leave now and never come back again."

The pain in his wrist was so severe that it was about to break, and the man finally begged.

Tang Ning snorted coldly, "You can come, and I'll beat you every time you come. It's Chinese New Year, and I don't want to increase the workload of the police comrades. Otherwise... if you break into a private house without permission, I'll lock you up for a few days! I'm afraid you won't

You know, this will be my residence from now on, want to cause trouble? Just be careful!"

Tang Ning sent the group off politely, but they left in a slightly embarrassed manner.

She clapped her hands with satisfaction, and just as she was about to turn around, she saw someone walking out of the corridor.

"teacher."

Professor Feng wore an old cotton-padded jacket, and his beard had grown out, making him look a little slovenly.

He hid out early in the morning, and there was nothing in the house. He let them search through it until they couldn't find anyone, and then left naturally.

Professor Feng didn't want to cause a conflict, but as soon as the two sides met, there would definitely be a conflict, so he simply stayed out of sight and out of mind.

But he didn't expect that there would be such a student who didn't understand anything but chose to defend him directly and kicked him out.

"Here we come." He nodded towards Tangning and walked over step by step, "Why don't you stay at home for a few more days? It's freezing cold and school is on holiday."

"My saplings haven't been recorded for three days. Besides, isn't this like learning from a teacher? Only by treating the school as your home can you focus more on research."

Tangning followed Professor Feng into the room, "This is a little tribute to you for New Year greetings. Teacher, please accept it."

Professor Feng took out everything from his pocket: malted milk, canned food, and big red apples.

"I saw it all just now."

He suddenly mentioned the scene just now.

"In terms of blood, they are indeed my relatives."

"Then the teacher doesn't blame me for handling it this way, right?"

Tang Ning understood that this was what she had guessed. Who would dare to break into the school and cause trouble for a professor?

It must be the kind of relative who is troubled, and relying on that little connection to come to visit during the New Year.

"They come every year with a group of children and empty-handed New Year greetings. They don't give me enough New Year's money, and they cry or make trouble. It's too noisy."

Professor Feng originally used money to spend his time, but his money was also very limited and he had to use it for his own business. He didn’t have much spare money at all.

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After hearing what he said, Tangning immediately understood what the child was saying.

Say happy New Year first, and then ask for money.

This is the New Year's money given to the children, not the money they came to beg for.

Tangning was speechless, "I probably won't dare to come here anymore, since I'm here."

Come and fight once, this is not just talk.

Tangning didn't want to talk about this anymore and said seriously to Professor Feng, "Teacher, there is something important that I want to ask you for. This is related to our future career and is a very important matter."