Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    When the meeting broke up that night, Jiang Wang quickly rose to the middle and upper classes in the favor of the masses, so that some big brothers and sisters chatted and asked him to go to their house for dinner tomorrow.

      Go back to wash up.

    Ji Changxia did not participate in the chat throughout the whole process. She finally went back to her parents' home for the New Year, and met her brother in a hurry when she entered the door. After that, she has been in the back kitchen with her cousins ​​and sisters-in-law preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner. Steamed fried stuff.

    Ji Linqiu didn't feel the atmosphere here for several years. When sweeping the floor, he found that someone spit a few mouthfuls of yellow phlegm on the floor tiles of his house, frowned and wiped it off with a wet tissue, with a disgusted expression.

    "It's very uncomfortable." Jiang Wang looked at him, but his mind was elsewhere: "In the past few years, when your parents were alone at home for the New Year, it was probably more difficult than it is now."

      No accident was caught and sent to jail.

    "People say it's scary." Ji Linqiu whispered: "I might as well take my parents to the provincial capital."

    "It's not impossible," Jiang Wang smiled: "This year, let's take a good look at it and deal with your job transfer first."

    Ji Linqiu was silent for a moment, turned his back and cleaned the banana peel next to the legs of the chair.

    The sound is a little muffled.

     "Brother Duan, they treat me very well, and the environment of the other school is also good."

    "But if it really goes in that direction in the future... I must never be a teacher again."

    Once the school hears rumors, Duan Zhao, who recommended him to teach, will also be implicated.

    The three words homosexuality are inexplicably linked with the corrupt teachers' morality, as if they will poison countless young people.

    Jiang Wang paused to understand what he meant by 'that direction'.

    He fell silent.

    Ji Linqiu had a bit of a temptation to mention this matter at first, but the person behind him stopped talking, and his heart suddenly fell.

    Yes. The resistance they have to face is just too...

    "Isn't that a good thing." The man was quite happy: "Yes, you can resign, why didn't I think of it?"

    Ji Linqiu: "...?"

    Jiang Wang was in a good mood, sweeping the floor wide open and closed as if painting a landscape: "The public school has less money and more money and needs to write reports every day, I don't think it's okay."

    "You should take the lead as the principal, and we will go back to the national chain of tutoring classes - and it is convenient for me to sell books and papers, one-stop full service."

    The man slapped: "Ji Linqiu, you are such a genius!"

    Ji Linqiu: Wait, I don't seem to mean that.

    In just two or three hours, Ji Linqiu's identity jumped from a 'poor and autistic teacher' to a 'wandering child and a lover' and then to an 'National Gold Medal Remedial Class Honorary Principal', which is inexplicable and logical.

    Ji Linqiu had given up on saving his innocent reputation, he just stopped to look at Jiang Wang, and smiled: "Are you serious?"

    Jiang Wang seems to be different from everyone else.

    He can always find a new way out and doesn't give himself any time to be sad.

    It's as if nothing can beat him.

    There is a frivolous pride and narcissism in it, but it is very manly.

    "My real identity is a profiteer." Jiang Wang's amber eyes blinked, and his voice was low and bewitching: "A profiteer never lies."

    Well, turn around and sell me I guess I will count the money for you.

    Mr. Ji didn't realize that he had been abducted from the right path by someone for a long time, and he was still a little embarrassed.

    As Jiang Wang helped him clean up the tables, chairs and benches in the hall on the first floor, his mind was spinning fast.

    It's only 2007, and learning some Sihuax Street English is just a prototype.

    Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou are fiercely competitive, and many forces have swallowed the market, but the second and third fronts, as well as places like Hongcheng, are mostly private and small-scale teaching, which is not a climate.

    His online store is running smoothly, and he is enough to invest in angel round funds for himself, only a good management system is needed.

    —We must concentrate on attracting outstanding teachers, create a training system, and combine the advantages of the exclusive teaching materials in the "Golden Twelve Volumes" to revitalize them.

    Boss Jiang was still full of energy at 12:30: "That's it, you can resign after teaching this year, and come to work in our company."

    Ji Linqiu held his forehead again, and didn't know whether to praise him or not.

    "Accompany me to have a good New Year first, what's the hurry."

    The man cheated: "I have a sore throat, Mr. Ji will cut a pear for me."

    "It's almost the same as cutting you," Ji Linqiu habitually continued to be anxious, but was interrupted by him: "Tomorrow at dawn, I will be the prodigal son of love in eight villages, thank you."

    "No thanks," Jiang Wang paralyzed to the side with a stinky fart: "Cut one, pick a sweet one!"

    In the end, I cut it off and ate it clean on the spot.

    As soon as Ji Linqiu returned to his hometown, the psychological pressure soared, and there was a sense of tension to fight an assault and ambush at any time.

    He is very similar to his father, he has a kind of self-limitation that he has read, and it is impossible to break the situation like Jiang Wang.

    But out of familiarity with the group of relatives around him, Ji Linqiu instinctively felt that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow would really be the beginning of five hurdles and six generals.

    He didn't dare to relax.

    The whole night passed, the dream was chaotic and exhausting.

    The teacher in the school held a denunciation meeting and put him in front of the whole school to reprimand and humiliate him.

    For a while, the small passenger car was circling around the mountain road, as if it was about to fly out at any time.

    I had five or six thrilling dreams in a row, and in the end I was suddenly hugged by a man, hugged and coaxed tenderly and affectionately, with warmth in my ears.

    "What are you afraid of, Brother Wang loves you."

    Even in the falling darkness, being coaxed so dearly and cordially, it seems like you don't need to worry about anything.

    Ji Linqiu woke up suddenly and looked behind her conditioned reflex.

    He fell asleep alone against the wall of the old house.

    Jiang Wang slept in the guest room and never came.

    Ji Linqiu slept very lightly in this environment, and in the middle of the night in the corridor, my sister listened to every footstep.

    He knew that Jiang Wang was not here, but sat beside the quilt thinking about that dream.

    Relying on one person is like dipping in sand in a clear river, silent and difficult to peel off.

    He even regretted waking up too early and not being held by the person in the dream for a while longer.

    The new day is also quite lively.

    The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and many colleagues have already texted their New Year's Eve in advance.

    There are also a lot of visits from relatives. A large number of migrant workers returned to their hometowns, leaving their wives and elders to do housework, smoking cigarettes and chatting with friends at cards.

    Good thing

    Father Ji had the heart to build a relationship with his son, and he gently kept them at home for another meal.

    We talked about the jade pendant on Ji Linqiu's wrist.

    "I never buy jade," Ji Guoshen said with emotion: "Xiao Jiang, you can see that we are a teacher's family, and the house is empty except for books. The TV was bought several years ago. "

     "But that time, when I was still in Xinjiang, my wife called in a hurry, saying that Linqiu was suddenly seriously ill, and that the water was not good for several days in the hospital. ."

    "He happened to be in the third year of high school at that time, and it was time to hurry up with his studies. Suddenly he was ill and I couldn't go back."

    "I owe it to my heart, so I asked a friend to go to the temple to ask for a piece of jade that has been opened."

    After the operation, the old man was weak, so he had to rest for a while after saying a few words, and let Ji Linqiu silently refill half a cup of tea.

    "At that time, I didn't expect him to be so good."

    "I hope that Linqiu will be safe, healthy and happy, and nothing will happen."

    Jiang Wang looked at the suet jade on Ji Linqiu's wrist and nodded lightly: "I think so too."

    "It's a coincidence," Ji Guoshen didn't hear what he meant, and laughed: "After the jade came back, Lin Qiu obediently wears it every day."

    "—I've never been sick again, you say that I'm not in good health?"

    "Spirit, wise!" Ji mother had heard him tell this story more than 800 times, and smiled while serving dishes: "It's rare to come back in autumn and tell something fresh!"

    Ji Linqiu helped arrange the tableware and chopsticks, and looked at Jiang Wang: "Today I specially made a cowpea stir-fry for you, and I didn't add any spicy, thank my sister."

    Ji Changxia blushed: "This is what I should do, no thanks, no thanks!"

    Jiang Wang tried to save a little face.

    "Actually...I can eat mildly spicy."

    "Yesterday's meal, I specifically called ahead to ask for a slightly spicy meal." Ji Linqiu smiled gently: "You don't seem to be good."

    “…”

    I eat at home at noon, and in the afternoon and evening, as a rule, I go to visit the elders at the top of Ji's family, chat and drink with them.

      .

    Ji Changxia led the way and said in a low voice, "Uncle and his brothers like to drink alcohol, you two have to be careful."

    Jiang Wang came interested: "What kind of irrigation method?"

      , I almost froze to death on the road when I got home, and now they tell it like a joke every day."

    Ji Linqiu frowned: "It's a big New Year, it doesn't make any sense."

    Jiang Wang smiled and said: "It's not a big problem."

    The eldest brothers in several clans specially moved several boxes of wine to test the kung fu of this foreigner.

    —You can’t be compared by people outside!

    The women also smiled, and occasionally chatted with each other while the dishes were being poured.

    Ji Linqiu's eyes were always on the wine box, and he looked cautious.

    "Hey, Brother Jiang," the elder Ji Chuanrong said loudly, "Can we drink later?"

    As soon as he opened his mouth, many people followed suit.

    "Don't say you can't drink it, and people who are allergic to medicine don't do that!"

    "You people in the city can find excuses, it's going to be New Year's Eve, come and drink, festive!"

    As the exam officially started, the questions were thrown over in public.

    Jiang Wang smiled: "Of course, come, fill it up."

    The crowd burst into applause.