Respect is worse than resignation

Chapter 60

Chinese New Year is approaching, and many neighbors and friends came to my grandpa’s house. The room was bustling with excitement, and everyone was talking very much. No one was saving their lung capacity. The big copper kettle for boiling water was beeping on the earthen stove, as if they wanted to interrupt I also said a few words, but obviously there was no chance.

The outside of the yard is not very quiet. The festival is approaching, and the food of the wolfdogs guarding the house has been improved recently, and the vigilance and sense of mission of the dogs have also exploded. Anyone who hears a little movement must scream Roaring, clattering and clattering the iron chain to show off his voice and figure.

Wen Xi's understanding of pets was refreshed. She poked Yin Yiming's shoulder with her slender fingers, and asked sincerely and earnestly: "I want to go to the house before these dogs pounce on me. How many years will it take?"

"Immediately, Grandpa knows that I am going home today."

Yin Yiming is full of confidence, sometimes he regards himself as a hammer, and sometimes he regards himself as a rolling log.

"Old man, there seems to be someone outside, why don't I go out and have a look?"

A nephew and grandson from afar respectfully asked Mr. Yin for instructions.

"Ahaha, it must be that the gate of the courtyard is not closed properly, and it is making a lot of noise from the north wind. You go and insert the door and come in."

Mr. Yin smiled kindly, and moved to the inner corner of the kang after speaking.

"Mr. Wen, don't worry, it's our own home after all, I can get in no matter what."

Our own home, tsk tsk.

Yin Yiming secretly applauded his words, ignored Wen Xi's persuasion, went around to the base of the brick wall by the porch and started rolling up his sleeves.

Yin Yiming's distant cousin went to the door and pulled the latch to look outside. He saw a girl standing in the snow at the front of the door, wearing glasses in a gentle manner.

"Excuse me, what is this?"

"Oh, I'm Yin Yiming's teacher. I'm going to visit Mr. Yin at her home."

"Teacher, please come in, please come in, this snowy day has kept you waiting for a long time."

Yin Yiming just climbed up with great effort. Hearing their conversation, he squatted on the top of the porch, tilted his head and cut it. I've been waiting for a long time too, wait for me!

Yin Yiming was eager to clarify for himself, turned around and followed Xueguang to climb down slowly. When he reached the old wooden door, he was surprised to find that the door had already been closed again.

Why is there a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world, too sad to stop.

Wen Xi was helped in by her cousin, dusted off all the snowflakes, and sat on the grand teacher's chair closest to the earthen stove to chat with Mr. Yin.

When Mr. Yin heard Wen Xi come in, he almost shrank into the tightness of the kang, his heart was hanging, his face was vigilant and serious.

All the relatives and friends didn't know what he was thinking. They were very enthusiastic when they met the gentle and quiet female teacher with friendly skills, and they only regarded Wen Xi as a guest. Wen Xi handed hot water to warm her hands.

When it was Yin Yiming's turn to enter the house, Wen Xi had already been surrounded by enthusiastic crowds. The stars held the moon and greeted their relatives.

Mr. Yin was overjoyed when he found that Wen Xi didn't have the tendency to teach him a lesson after what he said last time. He also let go of his guard and joined the conversation between the crowd and the beautiful teacher.

Yin Yiming squeezed to Wen Xi's side, and enthusiastically introduced to the crowd: "This is..."

"Teacher, what are you eating tonight? My family has a new stewed pheasant today, which is tender and fragrant. The freshly fried peanuts are enough for Erguotou."

"Let's go, the teacher is a cultural person, who is as big as you and drinks Erguotou, the teacher will come to my house later. Dried fish, bacon, sesame tofu shreds, with freshly hot rice wine, absolutely, I guarantee you will not come here in vain , Hehe, if you have time, please show the doll the homework by the way."

Yin Yiming's attempts to enter the conversation center failed several times. Seeing that his distant cousin looked at Wen Xi differently, he suddenly became sour: "Brother, you are really good, you can't even open the door quickly, and you left me outside , how can you bear it in such a cold day."

The cousin patted his thigh, "Hey, didn't you see that your teacher was handicapped and had to come in quickly? I didn't remember to ask you, and why couldn't you come in? Don't you stand here well? I didn't stay with me when I was a child." The one who went to the house to drill the dog hole, why did he become so squeamish when he grew up."

"Teacher, don't be offended. My little sister is the most clever and mischievous. If it causes you trouble, you should take care of it. If you want to clean it up, just clean it up. Do a dozen every three days, and don't dare to expose the tiles."

Yin Yiming had a mouthful of blood in his chest and there was no place to spray it. He turned to his grandpa who loved him the most, and acted like a baby, "Grandpa, why am I not being good? You see, it's snowing so hard to walk. I'll come to see you as soon as I get home, right?"

Mr. Yin knocked the cigarette ash on the edge of the kang, smiled and nodded, "Didn't you say that you brought back a lot of things, relatives are all there, take it out and share it with everyone."

All relatives and friends waved their hands again and again to be polite, "No need, girl Ming is here to honor your old man, how can we get it, let's let Teacher Xiaowen first."

"Don't let it go, I threw it halfway and didn't bring it back." Facing the eyes of everyone staring at him, Yin Yiming replied awkwardly.

Teacher Xiaowen bowed his head shyly, "Uncle Yin, the gifts I brought you are also..."

"Yin Yiming, what's going on?"

"I can't help it. The teacher sprained her foot. I have to carry her on my back. I can't carry anything else." Yin Yiming felt that this explanation was complete, but unexpectedly: "The teacher's foot was twisted after you?"

"The bigger the baby, the less sensible it is. The mountain roads are difficult to walk and they don't take good care of the teacher."

"If you can't bring it in by yourself, we will pick it up on horseback, and we won't give you a breath."

"Are you still wronged?"

Yin Yiming "..."

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In the wing room late at night, Yin Yiming poured the boiled hot water into the big bathtub over and over again, making earth-shattering noises, and angrily beckoned Wen Xi to take a bath.