Chapter 118 Past

   Going to sleep after returning from the park, this is Xu Guangling’s constant flow these days.

   And after opening the right heart aperture, sleeping seems to have become a very interesting thing. He fell asleep while paying attention to his right hand and his entire right arm. After waking up, Xu Guangling's whole body felt very good, but his right arm was neither good nor bad.

   Well, it feels like the right arm is like the land with crops being moistened by the light rain, which is indescribably comfortable and refreshing.

  It's not good, it seems that this right arm needs to be cleaned specially, otherwise, Xu Guangling always feels that something is not right. ——So next, he took a bath again! Of course, the focus is on the right arm, and the rest is only slightly taken into account.

  The next thing is vermicelli.

   To send a copy to Dasha and a copy to Young Master Jia, this is something that has been decided long ago, all that is needed is delivery. After Xu Guangling thought about it, he reached for his mobile phone and dialed a number in his memory.

   I haven't called for several years, and in fact he has never called this number, so I don't know if I can get through at this time.

   "Dududu..."

   Xu Guangling dialed a landline, so there was only this ancient response, but no ringtones or anything.

   rang about seven or eight times, just when Xu Guangling thought he couldn't get through or no one answered, the other end of the phone was picked up: "Hello?"

This voice is very familiar to Xu Guangling. Although it has been a few years and it is on the phone, it seems that the voice has changed a bit, but a music practitioner's recognition of the human voice is better than that of ordinary people, so this is the only sound. Hey, Xu Guangling confirmed the owner of the voice.

  Xu Guangling's face unconsciously showed some warmth at this time, and said, "Is it my wife? I am a former student of Teacher Zhou, Xu Guangling. Teacher, do you still remember me?"

" Xu Guangling Of course I remember you! Xiao Xu, how have you been recently, are you back now?"

   "Master, I'm fine, I'm still outside, I haven't gone back." Xu Guangling said.

   "Oh, good, good, it's fine!" The other end greeted several times in a row, and then said, "Lao Zhou is on the side, I'll give him the phone."

   "Guangling?" The other end of the phone was replaced by a gentle middle-aged man's voice.

The voice    used to call him Xu Guangling by his first name and last name, and this was the first time he was called Guangling, which also indicated the change in their identities. But at the moment when the call was connected, some of Xu Guangling's mood had returned to a few years ago, "Mr. Zhou, it's me, Xu Guangling. It's like this, it's actually nothing, it's just that I made some vermicelli recently, pure There is no added manual, I would like to send some to you and my wife by the way."

"What, do you make vermicelli? Xiao Xu, do you make vermicelli?!" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder, and involuntarily became more severe, and the next moment, it turned gentle: "Guangling, what are you doing now? ?"

"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I'm fine, really fine. I'm just interested in making vermicelli. I make it myself to eat. Please give me the delivery address and mobile phone number." Facing the response on the other end of the phone, Xu There was a warm feeling in Guangling's heart.

   In fact, that's why he made the call.

Mr. Zhou, the head teacher of his second year of high school and also of his third year of high school, is the one who has witnessed the changes in his family, and also the one who has witnessed his transformation from a good student to a person who will never listen to lectures again. Likewise, it was also during that time for almost a whole year. Among them, the person who has always given him care, enlightenment and even rebuke.

   But at that time, whether it was caring, enlightening, or reprimanding, it was the same for Xu Guangling. - He couldn't hear anything.

   Looking back at this time, the most impressive thing was when he caught a cold.

   That time, the cold was very severe, and Xu Guangling didn't want to go to the hospital at all, so he lay on the bed in the dormitory, and didn't even eat food for the whole day. Later, it was the hospital where Mr. Zhou forcibly took him to the hospital, and for the next week or so, he was "escorted" to his own home at every meal, either in the dormitory or in the classroom, um, That is, the family building in the school, eat with their family.

   It was also because of this incident that Xu Guangling got to know his wife.

   "Guangling, if you come back, come to me, I want to see you." This was Teacher Zhou's words that seemed gentle but stern at the end of the call.

   also made Xu Guangling feel relieved that this call was not made in vain.

   This is also the first time in many years that Xu Guangling has actively contacted the "past", but the one who can make him make such an exception is Teacher Zhou.

In fact, many other teachers in elementary school, junior high school and high school are also very good, and because of the relationship between grades and other performance, to be honest, even a teacher who is mean to his students and does not care about his students, when he goes to Xu Guangling, he is also a teacher. Very enthusiastic.

   As for those teachers who are better and more responsible for their students, of course not to mention them.

   But none of them are Teacher Zhou.

   During that most special time period, there was only Teacher Zhou, who coincided with his meeting and cared for him. — although he did not show acceptance at the time.

   On the other end of the phone.

   Putting down the phone, Teacher Zhou shook his head and sighed uncontrollably.

Before waiting for the lady to ask anything, because the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday was at home, the daughter who was in the living room just now spoke. In fact, the little girl had been listening with her ears pricked up, and she asked, "Dad, the person who called just now was Senior Xu?"

"Ghost girl, you have pointed ears!" Of course, this is not what Teacher Zhou said, but Mrs. Zhou, "When you graduated, you were still in elementary school, not even junior high school, you never stayed in a school, how could you be a senior? ?"

   "It's the senior!" The little girl pounced on her mother and pestered her, and then said to her father, "Dad, give me the senior's phone number."

   "What are you doing?" Teacher Zhou glanced at her daughter.

   "Isn't there a party in the school after a while? Our group also has a program. I want to invite the senior to sing. Oh, you don't understand, just give me your phone number!" The little girl said.

   These words made Teacher Zhou angry: "I don't understand? I'm the head teacher of the school, I don't understand?"

   "Of course you don't understand, and it's not you who is in charge of the party!" The little girl said confidently, "Oh, it's so long-winded, I'll do it myself!" Then she ran to the phone, pressed, pressed, and got the caller number just now.

   After that, he ran into the room and closed the door by the way.

  In the living room, the husband and wife looked at each other and shook their heads amusedly. Then Mrs. Zhou tiptoed to the door like a thief, leaning her ear against the door, wanting to hear how her daughter made the call.

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  Thanks to "Xiaofengqing" for the support of the recommendation ticket.

  Thanks to the monthly ticket of "Mood... Lack of Anxiety", huh? :)

   (end of this chapter)