20 years of teaching

Chapter 5
"Which house is your house?" Lin Feifan asked.

Fan Qiang pointed to the two houses on the west side of the department store and said, "These two."

The walls of the two houses on the west side are also covered with mosaics, and the wooden windows are also painted yellow. It looks like a part of the department store.

Lin Feifei thought Fan Qiang was joking: "You live in a department store?"

Fan Qiang explained: "My family doesn't live in a department store, it's next door to the department store. Don't you see the difference between the gates?"

Lin Feifan took a closer look and found that more than a dozen facades of the department store were made of rolling shutters, and several large glass windows were also made.

However, the door of Fan Qiang's house is wooden, painted with vermilion paint, there is indeed a big difference.

Lin Feifei often came to Lingnan Town and was quite familiar with it. He always thought that these two houses were part of a department store.

"Didn't you see that my family has never opened a store to sell anything?" Fan Qiang said proudly.

"It's a pity, such a good store was wasted. If you don't open a store yourself, you can rent it out." Lin Feifei looked around, only these two houses were closed, and the other houses were open for business.

The door was ajar, Fan Qiang pushed it open, and the two entered the room.

Entering the door is the living room, the floor is terrazzo, there is a wooden sofa in the living room, and there is a color TV estimated to be more than 20 inches in the TV cabinet.

Fan Qiang greeted Lin Feifan to sit down and made a cup of tea for Lin Feifan.

The granular tea leaves are soaked in boiling water into large leaves, which look very old.

The tea that Lin Feifei drinks is all made by himself. His criteria for judging the quality of tea are:

The more tender the tea leaves and the smaller the leaves, the better and higher-grade the tea, and the better the taste.

"What kind of tea is this?" Lin Feifan felt that rich people should drink better tea.

This tea does not look good when it is brewed in a glass.

"Anxi Tieguanyin, Chenxiang type, commonly known as Laotie. My dad bought it as a gift, and I opened a box." Fan Qiang also brewed a cup for himself.

"This is Tieguanyin?" Lin Feifan picked up the teacup and looked at it carefully, very surprised.

I have heard of it, but I have never drank it. It turns out that Tieguanyin is so ugly.

"Have a drink and see how it tastes?" Fan Qiang took a sip of the tea, enjoying it.

Bring the cup to your mouth, and immediately smell a refreshing aroma.

Take a sip, the aroma is pure, the taste is thick, and the taste is great!
"Good tea, good tea!" Lin Feifan praised.

"After it tastes good, I will drink it often." A woman's voice sounded from Lin Feifan's side.

Lin Feifan turned around and found a plump woman.

Slightly curly perm, a face that looks very comfortable, fair skin, well-dressed, and a golden necklace around the neck, noble yet elegant.

This woman is so temperamental!

Lin Feifei sighed in his heart, couldn't help being a little nervous, looked at Fan Qiang and said, "Your sister?"

"Pfft—" the woman rubbed her forehead and bent over laughing.

Fan Qiang gave Lin Feifei a white look: "What are you talking about? This is my mother."

"Your mother?!" Lin Feifei's heart felt hot, and his forehead was sweating from embarrassment.

Such a beautiful young woman turned out to be Fan Qiang's mother!

How old are you?

"Don't stand, sit down quickly." Mother Fan signaled Lin Feifei to sit down, "Fan Qiang, is this your classmate?"

"Mom, this is my alumnus from the normal college." Fan Qiang introduced.

"It's your first time to come to my house? I haven't seen him before, and I have dinner at my house at noon. The young man is more handsome than my family Fan Qiangjun, what's his name?" Fan's mother smiled and looked Lin Feifei up and down.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
It's your own, you think it's ugly?

Fan Qiang raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes in anger.

"Auntie, my name is Lin Feifan." Lin Feifan replied.

"My surname is Lin? Is it called Fei Fei?" Mother Fan looked surprised, as if she had discovered a new world.

Does this still need proof?

Is the surname Lin Fei called Fan?

Lin Feifan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, auntie, my surname is Lin, and my name is Feifan."

Mother Fan may have realized that she asked too strangely, and said with a smile: "Extraordinary, what a name! A person lives up to his name, and he is truly extraordinary!"

Lin Feifei smiled friendly, feeling very happy in his heart.

It is a beautiful thing to be praised by a beautiful aunt.

"Fan Qiang, stay with Fei Fei well. I'll go out to buy some food and cook some delicious food for you two." Mother Fan took the bag from the wall hook and walked out the door.

"Auntie, you don't need to buy vegetables, just cook and order whatever you want." Lin Feifan stood up and shouted.

"How can I cook something casually! I'll go to the street to chop some meat, and I'll buy a chicken by the way. You young people, you need to make up your body." Mother Fan walked out of the door like a gust of wind.

……

"Strange thing!" Fan Qiang said, frowning.

"What's weird?" Lin Feifan sat down, confused by Fan Qiang's nonsensical words.

"Usually when I bring my classmates and friends home, my mother doesn't pay much attention. Why is she being so polite to you today? She even calls you Fei Fei affectionately. What a strange thing!" Fan Qiang shook his head, puzzled.

How to answer this?
Lin Feifan had no choice but to keep silent, picked up the teacup, and took several sips of Tieguanyin.

It's really fragrant, and it's comforting to the bottom of my heart.

"Your mother is so young? She doesn't look like someone in her 40s." Lin Feifei couldn't help but sigh.

"Who said my mother is over 40 years old?" Fan Qiang said.

"Then how old is your mother?"

"My mother is only 38 this year."

Lin Feifan put down his teacup, stunned.

Fan Qiang's father must be married twice, and this is Fan Qiang's stepmother.

No wonder Fan Qiang doesn't look like his mother at all?
It turned out not to be my own.

Lin Feifan guessed, and couldn't help but feel sympathy for Fan Qiang.

The poor child actually lived with his stepmother under the same roof.

"Then how old are you? Your mother was too young when she gave birth to you, wasn't she?" Lin Feifei wanted to confirm his guess, and raised his teacup after speaking.

""I am twenty this year, and my mother gave birth to me. "Fan Qiang remembered telling Lin Feifan about his age.

"Cough, cough cough—"

With a sip of tea in his throat, Lin Feifan choked, and it took him a long time to recover, and he stretched out his thumb to Fan Qiang: "Your father is really awesome!"

Fan Qiang said disapprovingly: "How is my dad awesome? When I was born, my dad was [-] years old, a super late marriage type. My grandma once said that if he hadn't met my mom, my dad would have been a bachelor for the rest of his life!" "

30 minus 18 equals 12!

38 minus 20, minus another ten months, only in his early 17s!
Tut tut...

It was an eye-opener for Lin Feifei today.

……

When you come to the door, you are a customer.

Fan Qiang's attitude towards Lin Feifan is not the same as before.

In addition to making tea for Lin Feifan, Fan Qiang also brought out a large cleaned watermelon from the back room, weighing about ten catties.

Cut it with a knife, divide the two sides, the black seeds are red, and the fresh juice overflows immediately.

Three more consecutive cuts, and the watermelon was divided into eight pieces.

Lin Feifan was also polite, picked up a piece of watermelon and gnawed it.

The pulp is sweet and refreshing, fresh and juicy.

"It's delicious, much better than the ones grown at home." Lin Feifei didn't forget to boast while gobbling it up.

Fan Qiang said: "Eat more if you like it, let's kill all this watermelon together."

"Mm...hmm." With a mouthful full of mouthfuls, it was difficult to speak, Lin Feifan nodded while eating.

"Hey, eat watermelon, I'm thirsty."

The sound is so sweet, sweeter than watermelon!

Lin Feifan turned his back to the direction of the gate, turned his head quickly, and stopped chewing immediately.

Floral dress, slender figure, handsome face, red lips and bright teeth.

The round arms are white and tender, and they will break when blown, making people enchanted just by looking at them.

Who is this girl?
So beautiful!
(End of this chapter)