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Li Zhishui gave the car, red envelopes and fireworks in a big way, thinking that this would save Zhang Wankun from his curiosity. After swinging the three axes, he realized that Zhang Wankun was not so easy to compromise.

Even if he agreed to tell the past, Zhang Wankun said lukewarmly: "Don't think I'm as brainless as that worm."

Li Zhishui retorted: "Don't say this in front of her in the future, is that okay?"

"That depends on your performance." Zhang Wankun smiled, "Don't be self-indulgent and think that I'm just curious about you?"

No oil and salt are added.

Li Zhishui walked to the steps on the side of the road and sat down, raised his head and asked, "Which section of my past do you want to hear?"

"I want to do it."

"I can't stay up late at night and keep talking nonstop. Even if I don't have so many ups and downs in my childhood, it would take several days if I say it all." Li Zhishui was helpless.

"I'm tired today. I want to hear it one day before I'll talk about it. Let's go home first."

Zhang Wankun walked straight to the side of the road.

When he arrived at the gate of the Li family courtyard, Zhang Wankun got off the car and went straight into the yard.

Li Zhishui paid for the car and just as he was about to enter the yard, a person walked out from the side.

"May I ask, are you Mr. Li Zhishui?"

Li Zhishui looked at the strange face and asked, "What are you?"

"Someone asked me to hand this to you." The man took out a note from his body and handed it to Li Zhishui. After saying that, he disappeared into the night.

Li Zhishui opened the note, took a look at the street light, then held it in his palm and entered the yard.

Li Yiliu just came back from the supermarket. Today is the weekend. The supermarket business is surprisingly good. Before dinner is available, Yang Chang yells to have a barbecue. The honest Yang Tiehan sets up the barbecue stove and takes some chicken, duck, fish, meat, potatoes and peppers from the supermarket. He is grilling happily at this moment.

The follower and Yang Changming sat at the table, and the food was delicious.

Li Zhishui looked around and found no sign of Zhang Wankun.

He walked to Li Yiliu and asked, "Auntie, where is Wankun?"

"I've entered the house," Li Yiliu said while wearing meat skewers, "Zhishui, I just saw her coming in with a wrong expression. Have you had a quarrel?"

Li Zhishui shook his head quickly and explained: "No, she ran away for a day today, maybe she was tired, don't care about her."

Li Yiliu said "Hmm": "It's good if you haven't quarreled."

Li Zhishui turned around and looked at Yang Tiehan and said, "Uncle, can you bake it well? Come and see mine."

"Then you come, I'll go take a shower and go to bed." Yang Tiehan said lazily.

"Okay, go," Li Zhishui took the bamboo stick from Yang Tiehan's hand, and threw the note in his hand into the stove while no one was paying attention.

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night and I have to eat some barbecue. Look at what time it's now, can't I eat during the day?" Li Yiliu was busy with her hands and kept complaining.

"Mom, it's not what I want to eat, it's what Sister Xiao Chong wants to eat." Yang Changming explained loudly.

"Is it what your sister Xiaochuan wants to eat? I think you only eat the most." Li Yiliu complained, and was actually very happy. Although she had some opinions about followers, after all, she had saved their family, let alone barbecue, even if she ordered the house, she could not say anything. Besides, Li Zhishui didn't say anything, so she couldn't say much.

"Auntie, when you come back from the supermarket in the future, don't worry about Xiaochuang. What she wants to eat, let her do it by herself, and she can cook." Li Zhishui revealed the truth of following the worm.

The follower stuttered, and half of the bamboo sticks were drawn, and he stopped moving. He looked at Li Zhishui tightly and said, "Ranshui, if you talk again, I will stab you with the bamboo stick."

"Okay, it's delicious, don't make a fuss." Li Yiliu made a smooth move. "After these, you'll bake them tomorrow and stop water. You've also run away for a day, so take a break early."

"I'm not tired, I'll let her eat enough today." Li Zhishui's words were a bit angry.

The followers who lacked Genxin didn't hear it, and they still enjoyed eating.

Yang Changming wanted to pass on a message to the follower, but when he saw Li Yiliu's slanting eyes, he slipped back when he spoke.

Li Yiliu quickly cleaned up the mess. When she was about to end, she suddenly asked: "Zhishui, will you have something to do tomorrow?"

"No." Li Zhishui replied quickly.

"If not, you go to school tomorrow. Changming will hold a parent-teacher meeting. Your uncle and I can't get away, so you can go there for us."

"Okay, OK." Li Zhishui responded quickly.

Yang Changming put down the bamboo stick in his hand and ran away, afraid that Li Zhishui would hold her back, so he asked something about learning.

After eating the last bit, the follower clearly, rubbed his full belly, and slowly returned to the room.

Li Zhishui helped his aunt pack up all the things she should have to pack before going to take a shower and go to bed.

If Yang Changming hadn't come to remind him the next day, Li Zhishui would have almost slept until noon.

After looking at the time, it was almost eight o'clock. Li Zhishui accelerated the washing speed, put on his clothes, and didn't bother to have breakfast. He ran to the side of the road and stopped a car and headed straight for the school.

I hurriedly rushed, but I arrived at school until the parent-teacher meeting had already begun.

When he found Yang Changming's classroom, Li Zhishui stood at the door and saw that it was full of people. Fortunately, the teacher had not arrived yet.

After Li Zhishui entered, he had to sit in the first row because the parents who came early had already occupied all the seats behind him.

He looked back and saw that all the people in the classroom were middle-aged, at least over forty years old. There were two old men with gray hair. He, a young man in his twenties, seemed abrupt.

A few minutes later, a voice came from the radio: "The parent meeting started on time, please ask all teachers to enter the classroom..." Then, a sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor.

All the parents who were chatting shut up, but after all, they have been students. The teacher is coming soon and can no longer talk casually. If they are caught by the teacher, it is not only the one who is embarrassing, but the child may also be "involved".

The female teacher standing at the door stopped first, tidied up her clothes, and then walked in.

She had a ponytail, a pair of glasses, and a smile on her lips, giving people a feeling that she was easily approached.

Du Ronghan and Li Zhishui's mind immediately flashed through her mind. She rubbed her eyes hard, unable to believe what she saw with her own eyes. Regardless of her figure and appearance, this teacher should be nine points similar to Du Ronghan. If he hadn't met him at school and on the street, he would have come forward to recognize him.

Li Zhishui thought about it again and thought it was impossible. Du Ronghan had not graduated for one year. Last time Shen Li called, he asked Shen Li about Du Ronghan's situation. Shen Li said that Du Ronghan had already transferred it.

Did you become a teacher here?

Thinking of this, Li Zhishui sat upright, hoping that "Du Ronghan" behind the podium could notice him.

Unfortunately, when the female teacher glanced at all the parents, her eyes passed by him without stopping at all.

After a brief pause, the female teacher said, "Hello everyone, I am the head teacher of Class 2 of the third year. Song Yiqiu. I am very happy that parents can take time out of their busy schedules to attend this parent-teacher meeting. The plan for one year is the day of spring and the plan for the morning. The most critical time point for a semester is one month after the start of school. This..."

Li Zhishui did not listen carefully to the following words. When the female teacher said the three words Song Yiqiu, he suddenly felt inexplicably lost, his eyes staring ahead with a dazed look, his mind was very confused.

"This parent, this parent?" Song Yiqiu asked two or three times in a row.

Li Zhishui suddenly reacted and stood up quickly, panicked and at a loss. Without much thought, he answered with a strong and powerful answer, "Come".

Hearing this answer, all the parents below were amused by Li Zhishui.

"This parent, we are holding a parent-teacher meeting now. You can click as you like, don't be so nervous." Song Yiqiu bent over slightly, with a kind attitude and speaking without any rush or slowness.

"Oh, sorry." Li Zhishui scratched his head embarrassedly and sat down amid the laughter of everyone.

Song Yiqiu smiled and looked at Li Zhishui, and said with a little majestic attitude: "This parent, please listen carefully. Only in this way can we cooperate better, and the family and school work together to create better learning conditions for children."

"Yes, yes, teacher, you are right." Li Zhishui nodded and said yes.

Song Yiqiu raised her head, looked ahead, and continued the process of the parent-teacher meeting.

"School has just started two weeks, and many students have not yet recovered their thoughts from the summer vacation. This requires our parents to cooperate accordingly. For example, you should not watch TV too late at night, check your children's homework in time, supervise them to read some extracurricular books, etc. Secondly,..."

Li Zhishui felt something was wrong when he listened. Song Yiqiu spoke significantly slower. When he looked back, he found that there was a handwriting book in front of each parent, recording the key points that Song Yiqiu said. He had no experience in holding a parent meeting and ran over with both hands.

"Teacher Song, can you lend me a paper and pen? I was so anxious that I didn't bring anything." Li Zhishui quickly raised his hand and interrupted Song Yiqiu's words.

"I'll give you, don't be so careless next time." Song Yiqiu handed over the notebook he prepared. Every time a parent-teacher meeting, there were always some careless parents who forgot to bring them, and she had long been used to it.

Li Zhishui took the notebook, nodded and smiled, "Thank you, thank you."

Song Yiqiu continued to talk about where the family needs cooperation, and parents were also seriously remembering it. When it comes to the free questioning session, many parents put forward constructive opinions. Song Yiqiu always smiled and wrote these suggestions in his notebook. Even if some parents complained that they were busy at work and had no time to take care of their children, or some parents had low education and could not understand them and could not teach their children. Song Yiqiu could all give reasonable solutions to these problems.

Li Zhishui couldn't get into the mouth. He didn't understand Yang Changming's learning situation and didn't know what to ask.

The last agenda is targeted communication. In view of some special situations, students with good grades or poor grades, how to maintain good grades, how to improve the bad grades, and how to stabilize the fluctuations, Song Yiqiu communicated with parents one by one.

Seeing other parents talking very well, Li Zhishui felt that it was a mistake for him to come here. He thought to end it quickly and escape from this place of right and wrong.

He wanted to run, but he just couldn't.

At the end of the parent-teacher meeting, Song Yiqiu specially named the parents of two students to stay, one of which was Yang Changming.

Another student had a moderate grade last semester. Since he entered the third year of junior high school, his grades have risen rapidly. Song Yiqiu was afraid that this phenomenon would be flashy and gave several suggestions to the parent. He made a comprehensive analysis from work and rest time to study depth. When he finally sent the parent out of the classroom, he did not forget to praise the student for a few more words, making the student's parents so happy that they couldn't stop.

Li Zhishui was happy. It turned out that he wanted to praise him if he had known that he would have been no longer so cowardly.

After Song Yiqiu sent the parent away, he returned to the classroom. The smile on his face suddenly froze and he asked with a serious face:

"Are you really Yang Changming's parents?"
Chapter completed!