There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

Chapter 87: Mom Says She Misses You

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A gust of hot wind blew from the corridor, blowing the little girl's loose hair. She stared at the words "sent successfully" on the screen of the elderly phone, sighed, and put it into her bag.

A few days ago, she called Teacher Qi to find out that Teacher Qi had resigned and would never teach her again. She couldn't remember how long it had been since the door of 902 was opened, but she just felt sad and disappointed that Teacher Qi is missing in her life.

Teacher Qi is really nice.

She took her to the hospital, favored her, caught dolls with her, comforted her, coaxed her, protected her, took many beautiful photos for her, cooked delicious meals for her, and taught her to bake small cakes...

There are many, many things that even her mom has never done.

Teacher Qi is like a mother, sometimes even gentler and more careful than her mother. Because of Teacher Qi, she understands how great it feels to be pampered.

If mom is a hard shell that protects her, then Teacher Qi is the soft cotton that warms her.

What a blessing to have two mothers.

It's a pity that her mom wasn't able to live up to it. She argued with Teacher Qi, and lost her favor. She asked her mom but she didn't say anything. She had no choice but to ask Teacher Qi directly.

When she heard Teacher Qi say on the phone that she resigned, she was startled, thinking that Teacher Qi would never come back again, who knew...

He he.

Teacher Qi still cares about her mom very much, and asks her to report her mom's status every day, and tell her in time if there are bad things–although she is shamefully a spy, but in order to get Teacher Qi back, it doesn't matter!

The elevator came up, opened the door, Lu Wei strode in, pressed the number, and a determined smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

.…

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It is very hot outside, as if the sun is on fire, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

Lu Wei walked out of the gate of the community, fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, and her loose hair was covered like a steamer, covering her neck and back with sweat.

Not far from the door was the subway station. She took out a tissue from her bag and trotted in while wiping off her sweat.

The coolness came head-on.

The temperature has been too high in the past few days. Standing on the balcony of her home and looking at the bright sun outside, she wasn't thinking about going out to play, she could only stay at home. But today it was Sister Yaoyao who asked her to go out to play, so it was different, forget about the scorching sun, even if she was stabbed, she would go out with a wooden plank on her head.

Sister Yaoyao has delicious candies at home, as well as a lot of imported snacks, which are not sold in supermarkets. They are different from the imported snacks she has seen, and there are no Chinese labels on them.

Anyway, they're all delicious.

Thinking of this, Lu Wei became more excited and quickened her pace.

Yan Shuyao's family lives in the airport area, not far from the airport. During the day and night, the sound of planes flying overhead can be often heard. When it is busy, it is lively, but it is also quite noisy.

Lu Wei went there once before, only the two of them were at home, saying that it was her mother who was flying in the sky.

This time, it is still the same.

"Sister Yaoyao, you are so beautiful today~" Lu Wei exclaimed as soon as she entered the door.

Yan Shuyao tied her hair in a bun and is wearing a black suspender dress. She was tall and had deep features. She didn't look like a junior high school student at all. She blinked her dark blue eyes, stretched out her hand to pinch Lu Wei's face, and smiled: "You sweet-talker."

"That's the truth."

"Okay, okay, I love to hear you tell the truth." She pulled Lu Wei into the room.  All the snacks and candies at home were taken out and placed on the coffee table, all neatly arranged for Lu Wei to pick.

"Rest for a while, eat something, and I'll take you to have fun later."

Yan Shuyao nudged her to the sofa and sat down, then turned and went into the kitchen, took Lu Wei's favorite grape juice drink from the refrigerator, and stuffed it into her hand.

The next second, she took it away again, unscrewed the cap and handed it back.

"Thank you sister Yaoyao."

Being hot and thirsty all the way, Lu Wei took a few sips of the drink, and the purple juice accidentally leaked out from the corner of her mouth. Before she had time to pick up a tissue, Yan Shuyao wiped it off for her with her hands, and then smiled helplessly: "You..."

Embarrassing 

The little girl stuck out her tongue shyly.

Yan Shuyao went to wash her hands, and after washing, the two of them sat on the sofa and ate some snacks, while blowing on the air conditioner.  When Lu Wei calmed down and cooled off, they set off together.

She took Lu Wei to the airline where her mother works.

Yan Shuyao made a phone call first, and the two stood at the door waiting. Lu Wei looked around curiously, and saw a small bus parked outside, and a few uncles and aunts in uniform got out of it—no, some of them should be elder brothers and elder sisters.

T/N: referring to the age

Both aunts and elder sisters are beautiful!

The uniform looks really nice, wearing stockings, and their legs looked thin and straight.

Their makeup is also very good-looking, with big eyes and bright red lips.

There is also a little brother who is tall and handsome, like a star.

Lu Wei looked straight.

"Lu Wei, what are you looking at?" Yan Shuyao shook her hand and followed her gaze.

A flight crew passed in front of her.

Hmph.

Not as good-looking as her.

When the receptionist came, Yan Shuyao took Lu Wei's hand and said, "Let's go."

The sun is gradually sinking to the west, and the golden light on the horizon is glowing red.

The air conditioner was turned on all afternoon, and the living room was cool and shady, but it was also dry and stuffy. Lu Zhiqiao turned off the air conditioner, got up and opened the sliding door of the balcony, and then opened the window to let in the fresh air from outside.

The hot wind is warm and dry, and the summer heat has not disappeared.

She turned and went back to the living room, looked at Wen Zilong who was sitting on the sofa with his head bowed in thought, the corners of her mouth curled up helplessly, and sighed: "Think about it, raising a child is not easy, especially if you adopt an older child with memories, you have to pay special attention to his mental health. As for me, thinking if I can provide Niu Niu food, clothing and other material things, is almost exhausting my strength, also if she is healthy…"

The two have been picking for a long time, but they still haven't finalized a suitable adoption candidate.

The cost of raising a child is high now, unlike in the old days when you can just add a pair of chopsticks and a bowl. In addition to economic conditions, the guardian's own factors are also very important. It is hard work to raise a healthy child who is related by blood, let alone a child with congenital diseases and no blood relationship.

Once a decision is made, it is a matter of a lifetime.

Wen Zilong didn't come on a whim, he wanted to raise a daughter, and he wanted to raise his daughter according to the opposite life trajectory of his elder sister. No matter how hard his elder sister suffered before, he had to make up for the sweetness twice as much, and give himself a "daughter".

Not only does he want to adopt one, but with his financial resources, he can raise many.

He wants to teach his "daughters" to compete in society, boldly snatch the resources in the hands of men, and if there could be one less tragedy like her sister, it counts a win.

It's a pity that he is not old enough, and he has to wait a few years.

If he hadn't considered Lu Zhiqiao's sexual orientation, he would have wanted to recognize Niu Niu as his goddaughter a long time ago. Watching Niu Niu grow up in the past few years, and seeing her like most girls, he always felt that something was missing.

How can a daughter be raised as a little sheep that cannot be separated from her mother?

"Zhiqiao, in fact, the relationship between people is like grasping sand. The tighter you grasp, the easier it is for the sand to leak out. Whether it's between friends or between parents and children, you should loosen it appropriately and give each other some space.” Wen Zilong smiled and raised his head to look at her.

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned: "You mean I control Niu Niu too tightly?"

Wen Zilong nodded, took a sip of boiled water, "It's not the problem of tight control, the problem lies in the wrong direction. I said last time that you have something on your mind and you are very depressed. That's what I mean by taking Niu Niu too seriously."

"Which mother doesn't value her children? But there are many ways to value them, and you just chose the one that is troublesome and tiresome."

His tone was soft and unhurried, but what he said was fatal.

Lu Zhiqiao was so poked that her heart felt sour, and she couldn't help but think of trivial things again, feeling a little depressed, and said sullenly, "You have never raised a child."

"The bystander knows."

"Oh."

"Niu Niu is thirteen years old, and she still doesn't know where her clothes and shoes are. It seems that you worry a lot in your daily life. That's all, you don't have to work hard." Wen Zilong teased.

Lu Zhiqiao raised her eyelids: "Then what do you think?"

"Cultivate her sense of territory, and don't shy away from letting her see the bad side of the world. At this age, most of the things in life can be done independently. Only when she encounters choices about the general direction of life, do you need to give her some advice and guidance. If you feed her food with your own hands, it is better to teach her how to cook, so that you can calm down, liberate yourself, and throw away the burden in your heart."

"I also don't want to see that you have no life of your own besides work and your child."

A gust of hot wind came in, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of cicadas, and the cold air in the room was quickly blown away.

The little black goldfish flipped the sandstone at the bottom of the tank, spitting out strings of slender bubbles, and the other two golden and red ones were chasing and playing with each other, very happy.

Lu Zhiqiao stared down at the photo frame on the table, lost in thought.

That was taken when they went to climb Songshan Mountain this year. The mother and daughter are standing on the edge of a fenced cliff. Her daughter wanted to put on a "flying" pose, but she held her daughter's waist tightly with one hand, for fear that she would fall.

The fence is very high and tightly blocked, and standing next to it will not make them fall.

Although her daughter smiled brightly in this photo, there was regret and unwillingness in her eyes. Instead, her hands became shackles, locking the child and herself.

Subconsciously, she was always worried about this and that, and felt that life was full of dangers. The root cause was guilt and a sense of responsibility. The guilt for her brother and sister-in-law, the guilt for her daughter who has to go to and from school alone at a young age, plus the sense of responsibility in her heart when she took over this burden...

After raising her daughter for so many years, the proportion of guilt and responsibility in her heart is far greater than love.

On the contrary, Qi Yan loves her daughter more.

Her heart became hazy, as if it had been cut open, the turbid things inside flowed out, and a ray of light came in again...

"It is not something that can be changed, it has been more than ten years." Lu Zhiqiao sighed, picking up the photo album and holding it in her arms.

Wen Zilong raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not too late. Otherwise, when Niu Niu goes to college, you might have to retire early and dance square dance at home.

*implying she's going to have to take care of a grandchild.

 —— dong

Lu Zhiqiao stepped on him angrily.

"Just kidding." Wen Zilong clasped his hands together and begged for mercy, "What you said is also reasonable. I'll wait a few more years until I'm old enough to raise a healthy daughter...no, seven, seven fairies."

"Then you just wait for the Seven Fairies to make trouble in the Heavenly Court." Lu Zhiqiao glared at him.

"Hahaha."

….

After sending Wen Zilong away, the sun gradually sank into the horizon, and the sky was slightly dark.

Lu Zhiqiao tidied up the room for her daughter, sorted the clothes in the closet, and put other items in order. It took half an hour to clean it up. As she walked out of the second bedroom, the door of the living room opened and she saw her daughter come in humming.

"You're back." She glanced at the wall clock, it was half past six, "Not bad, very punctual."

Lu Wei shook her head triumphantly, changed her shoes, and ran back to the room with a small blue bag.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"Mom--"

Lu Zhiqiao was about to enter the kitchen, and was stunned.

"Why are you messing with things in my room again? You even rummaged through my closet!" The little girl rushed out, pointing at her room and complaining.

Lu Zhiqiao looked at her daughter's puffed face and was a little surprised, but she quickly realized that she frowned and said, "I cleaned it for you. There are hairs all over the floor. It's so dirty. Also, you can clean the room by yourself in the future. Fold the clothes by yourself, mom doesn't care."

I hope you don't care~"Lu Wei shrugged and turned back to the room.

"..."

This kid???

During dinner, Lu Zhiqiao answered a few work calls and talked about the inspection of the African branch for nearly ten minutes. Lu Wei was listening and secretly wrote it down.

When she hung up, the little girl pretended to be curious and asked, "Mom, you're going to Africa to play?"

"Business trip, not fun."

"When?"

"By the end of the month."

"Which country are you going to?"

"Gabon*." Lu Zhiqiao took a mouthful of vegetables, chewing slowly.  She thought her daughter wanted to go, so she refused directly, "I can't take you there."

*original text used is Jialong (加隆) which translates to Gallon, Gallen, Garonne, Cologne. Garrone is a river, Cologne is in Germany (I used this when it was first mentioned at chapter 79, I edited it now), but since it was mentioned that the business trip is in Africa, even Cologne is invalid. Meanwhile there are two African countries that starts with Jia: 加纳 (Jiana)- Ghana and 加蓬 (Jiapeng) - Gabon. I chose to use the latter because they kinda sound the same. I might be wrong though so take this with a grain of salt. China is the leading trading partner in both countries.

"Oh."

Lu Wei responded in a low voice, not caring, she picked up a piece of eggplant for herself, and said to herself, "I miss Teacher Qi."

"..." Lu Zhiqiao froze with her chopsticks.

She picked up a piece of eggplant like a ghost, put it into her mouth, and chewed slowly, the tip of her tongue was full of fragrance. She changed the topic: "Did you cause any trouble at your senior's house this afternoon?"

"No." Lu Wei curled her lips, rolled her eyes, and immediately smiled again, "Sister Yaoyao took me to play a flight simulator. It looks like a rice cooker, and sitting in it is like flying a plane. It can take off and land and turn.”

Lu Zhiqiao hummed absently.

She picked up her phone, avoided her daughter's eyes, clicked on WeChat, and poked into Moments with the head of the orange cat. The latest news in it still showed a week ago.

It's like evaporating.

Yan Yan mentioned her travel plan that night, and set off as soon as she returned from work. It has been more than a week now. She doesn't know if Yan Yan has set off and where she went. Normally, she would take a lot of photos during the trip, but there is no splash in her Moments.

She doesn't bother, nor is she in a hurry, she just misses her very much.

"I miss her too." She said softly, raised her eyes, and smiled at her daughter.

Lu Wei was stunned.

At noon, the weather was clear, and the sound of whales came from the bay.

On the open-air balcony of Serenity Hotel, a woman in a black woolen coat was holding the camera to take pictures of the beach not far away. She stood in front of the tripod, squinted slightly, staring at the sea in the lens, and took more than ten pictures in succession.

After shooting, she screened out two or three satisfactory ones, and deleted all the rest.

This is South Africa, a small town called Hermanus. Every year from May to November, groups of Right Whales swim to the nearby bay to mate and breed. The whale calls can be heard in the small town.

Qi Yan arrived in South Africa in four days, went to the Koglu National Park and the Cape of Good Hope, saw elephants, lions, giraffes and penguins, and took many photos. She just arrived in this town yesterday afternoon and stayed for one night. She plans to go to Johannesburg this afternoon.

In the past, she only thought of Africa as "dirty and messy". After visiting in person, her impression has changed. At least the scenery in South Africa is very good. Outside the urban areas, you can take pictures from any angle.

Although she came out to relax, many emotions in her heart did not dissipate, but became more intense.

For instance, longing.

Her daughter reported Lu Zhiqiao's situation to her everyday.

In addition to work, that person has started to enrich her spare time life, keeping fit, making snacks, and letting her daughter teach her piano... It seems that she can live well without her.

She didn't know what she was obsessed with.

Qi Yan picked up her coffee in hand and took a sip when the phone on the table rang suddenly. She put down the cup and took it to look at it.

It's her daughter.

[Mom said she misses you.]

She squeezed the phone tightly and her slender eyelashes drooped. After a while, she typed a reply:

[Take care of mom.]