After being reborn, I found out that my deskmate was secretly in love with me

Chapter 108 My mother is not here, I can eat it
Because Qin Ya's gaze fell on Tao Xinyi, Tao Xinyi took the lead and said, "I've never quarreled before."

Qin Ya's probing eyes fell on Lu Ming again and said, "Really?"

"real."

Lu Ming said, absent-mindedly, looking at the six-year-old Zhao Xueyi thoughtfully.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. It's normal to quarrel occasionally in a relationship, but don't worry about it after the quarrel. Many students who are in a relationship have problems with their relationship, quarrel, distraction, and then their grades drop. Some students who are in a relationship are because of The thoughts are so tired and crooked together that they cause lovesickness and make it impossible to learn.

You two are okay, you are at the same table. "

After saying that, Qin Ya smiled meaningfully, patted Tao Xinyi on the shoulder and said, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"It's fine, it's fine. Teacher, you can decide." Tao Xinyi smiled awkwardly, all the muscles in her body were tense, and she really wanted to find a crack to slip in.

It seemed that Teacher Qin was going to acquiesce, but she was still so panicked.

Zhao Xueyi pulled her mother's hand, her eyes widened, she smiled sweetly, and said, "Mom, I want to eat ice cream. Let's have ice cream tonight, shall we?"

"You can't eat ice cream in winter." Qin Ya stared at Zhao Xueyi with a stern face, and said, "When everyone on the street wears short sleeves, Mom will buy you ice cream. Now the weather changes every day, and it may heat up tomorrow. "

"Oh."

Zhao Xueyi lowered her head, her eyes shone with hope, maybe everyone will wear short sleeves tomorrow.

Listening to Teacher Qin fooling the children with ambiguous words, Tao Xinyi looked at Zhao Xueyi with nostalgia and sympathy, and her thoughts drifted far away.Unfortunately, the memory faded badly, she couldn't remember what her mother was like when she was a child, she only remembered that her mother was very gentle back then.

Qin Ya said to Lu Ming procedurally, "Then what do you want to eat tonight?"

"I can do it." Lu Ming did not express an opinion. He had a headache from learning, drowned in the ocean of knowledge, choked a lot of salt water, and felt bitter in his heart.

Qin Ya nodded with satisfaction and said:
"There are four of us, and there is Jialiu Yishou hot pot nearby. Let's go eat hot pot. Before, I said that I would invite students who got 135 points in the class to eat hot pot. If Xin Yi worked hard, I could eat it. I remember Ni language The highest score is 134 points."

As she spoke, she stared at Lu Ming with burning eyes, raised the corners of her mouth vaguely, and said leisurely:

"Lu Ming, I remember you raised more than 130 points this semester. Why didn't you move a single point in Chinese, but you regressed. You used to score a little over 90 points in Chinese, but now you are over [-]."

Lu Ming replied in embarrassment: "Good things take time, and Chinese will improve next semester."

"You don't just need to improve after the college entrance examination. I know that most students regard Chinese as a bean sprout subject. Of course, it is indeed slow to improve Chinese scores. However, when Chinese scores reach 115, you only need to work hard, unlike science and mathematics, which rely on IQ. "

Originally, Qin Ya wanted to say that 120 points in Chinese can only be achieved through hard work, but she has seen too many students who work hard and only reach a level of 110 or so.

She didn't understand why those students couldn't read and understand, and couldn't teach them.

It can be seen that Chinese also requires talent. Talent is needed for scores above 120, and talent is even more important for scores above 135.She really can't teach this thing, but Lu Ming has a score of [-] or so in Chinese, so she can teach it.

On the way to the hot pot restaurant, Qin Ya whispered in Lu Ming's ear for a long time, about the importance of improving Chinese scores.

He repeatedly promised that Chinese language should be taken seriously, and he was about to issue a military order to Qin Ya.

It was just in time to get off work, and the faces of passers-by were mostly tired. Even the sun was extinguished and sinking to the west, but even the desolate remaining light could burn the clouds red and scorch people's eyes.

Zhao Xueyi was used to her mother's nagging, anyway, she wasn't talking about herself, she walked up and down, humming a cheerful tune, and stepped into the hot pot restaurant, the noise made her cover her ears a little aggrieved.

Seeing that her mother always talked to that "uncle", Zhao Xueyi felt lonely and pulled the beautiful sister next to her to whisper.

Originally, Lu Ming was supposed to sit in the same row with Tao Xinyi, but Zhao Xueyi jumped up and sat next to Tao Xinyi, so Lu Ming had to sit in the same row with Qin Ya.

It just so happened that Qin Ya got the chance and continued to whisper in Lu Ming's ear the importance of learning Chinese.

Because she was with her daughter, Qin Ya ordered the mandarin duck pot.She couldn't figure out the appetite of Lu Ming and Tao Xinyi, so she ordered a little more than normal.

Compared with the spicy butter pot base, the mushroom clear soup seemed bland. Zhao Xueyi looked at Qin Ya pitifully and said: "Mom, I have grown up and can eat spicy food. I also want to eat red pot soup." s things."

"No, you cried in spicy food last time, which gave me a headache and I can't eat it. Children can't eat spicy food."

Zhao Xueyi's face collapsed, she looked at Tao Xinyi miserably and said:

"Sister, we are children. We can't eat red pot. It's so pitiful. Only my mother and uncle can eat red pot. Why don't you talk to my mother so that we can eat red pot."

Tao Xinyi looked at her seriously and corrected: "Sister, you are not a child. You can eat red pot."

At the same time, Lu Ming looked at Xiaoyi seriously, and said, "Me too, not uncle. You can't call me uncle."

"Oh, uncle."

Seeing that no one was eating the tasteless "boiled water" pot with her, Zhao Xueyi turned her mouth away, tears in her eyes, unable to listen to anything, lying on the table and spitting bubbles.

Qin Ya was used to seeing her daughter's trick, so she just pretended she didn't see it and should eat, and said, "If you don't eat now, you will be hungry when you are hungry at night."

Hearing this, Zhao Xueyi stopped making trouble, chose her favorite dish, and asked Tao Xinyi to cook it for her, which made Qin Ya a little embarrassed, and decided to print a few more test papers for Tao Xinyi when she had time.

Tao Xinyi was busy cooking for Xiaoyi in the mushroom soup pot, so she simply ate the mushroom soup pot with her.

Lu Ming, who was struggling with the word "uncle", was annoyed by the noise of the hot pot restaurant. From time to time, he had to listen to Qin Ya's chatter. Unknowingly, he kept eating the food cooked in the spicy pot. It was so spicy that his brain throbbed and his forehead was covered. With fine beads of sweat.

Qin Ya ate the red pot, her mouth hurt from the spicy food, and she didn't care about talking about Lu Ming, as if she was addicted, the more she ate, the more spicy she ate, the more her mouth hurt, but she couldn't stop like an addiction.

Halfway through the meal, Qin Ya's phone kept ringing. The hot pot restaurant was too noisy and she couldn't hear anything she said, so she walked out to answer the phone.

Seeing her mother leaving, Zhao Xueyi stared at the fat beef rolls that Lu Ming picked up from the red pot and said, "I want to eat that."

"Which one do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." Tao Xinyi followed her gaze and saw the fat beef roll that Lu Ming had picked up, and said, "No, you can't eat spicy food."

"My mom is gone. I can eat spicy food!"

Zhao Xueyi said stubbornly, widened her eyes again, smiled sweetly at Lu Ming, and said, "Uncle, no, brother, give me that meat. I really want to eat it."

(End of this chapter)