Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 462: The poor family

Because Zhao Gangjun showed some inhumanity in his strength, the tricycle Wang Xue who returned home decisively stepped on Zhao Gangjun.

　　 This is the first time that Zhao Gangyu is riding three rounds. It looks like it is very simple, but Zhao Gangyu is sweating all over, and it seems that it is difficult to maintain balance.

　　 "Three rounds are not as simple as you see them."

　　 Wang Xue sat comfortably in the back and said, "You have to study hard."

　　 Back home, Zhao Gangyu and Wang Xue unloaded their things.

　　A group of children staying at home gathered around, and each took some things to disassemble.

　　 "I have to teach them something, and I can't raise them for the rest of my life, right?" Wang Xue said to Zhao Gangyu with a smile.

　　 Looking at Wang Xue’s smile, and the beads of sweat on her face, and looking at the clothes on Wang Xue that hadn’t been washed for a long time, Zhao Gangyu was really shocked.

　　 A little girl in her early twenties, even after experiencing the death of her parents, was able to do such a thing. Instead, it was Zhao Gangjun, who asked herself if she was not that strong and had a sense of social responsibility.

　　 Here the children are disassembling things, and Wang Xue took Zhao Gangrong out.

　　 The two went to the vegetable market.

　　 There are fewer people in the vegetable market under the sunset.

　　 At this time, the meat dishes in the market are the cheapest.

　　 bought some meat and vegetables, and the two returned home.

　　 The things I received today are almost taken apart.

　　 "Go, children, let's make dumplings!"

　　Wang Xue smiled and ran to the stove, and took out the chopping board or something. A group of children also surrounded them one after another, rolling the skin, burning the fire.

　　 In the afterglow of the sunset, it all seemed very comfortable.

　　Although there is no money, Zhao Gangyu can feel the happiness and satisfaction in these people's hearts.

　　 "I am here to chop meat!"

　　 Zhao Gangjun smiled and ran to Wang Xue, picked up the kitchen knife and chopped the meat.

　　 It can be seen that these children do not eat much meat on weekdays.

　　 More than 1,000 yuan a month, more than a dozen people, really few.

　　 Although meat is cheap now.

　　 But for Wang Xue, who needs to be precise with his money, meat is still a rarity.

　　The dumplings were quickly cooked.

　　 the burning whistle and whistle.

　　 A group of children gathered around the stove, looking at the pot on the stove, eyes full of longing and expectation.

　　 dumplings are out of the pot.

　　Wang Xue gave a group of children a bowl of dumplings, and then another bowl of dumplings for Zhao Gangyu, but she walked into the side room.

　　 Not long after, Wang Xue walked out with a big steamed bun and scooped some dumpling soup from the pot.

　　 "You will eat this?" Zhao Gangrong asked in surprise.

　　"They are growing their bodies, I just eat this."

　　 Wang Xue tore off the corner of the steamed bun with force. It can be seen that the steamed bun is very hard and it should have been left for a while.

　　 "You eat mine."

　　Zhao Gangyu handed the bowl to Wang Xue.

　　 "You are sick, eat more, I will count on you to move things tomorrow." Wang Xue said.

　　 "I am not hungry."

　　Zhao Gangyu shook his head and said, "And I don't eat much meat."

　　 "Cut, what strength can you have if you don't eat meat? Oh, don't be polite to me, even if you eat it, there is still a lot of it in the pot." Wang Xue patted Zhao Gangluo on the shoulder and said, "This steamed bun is going to be rotten. I can’t eat it anymore."

　　 "You don't eat, I don't eat." Zhao Gangyu shook his head.

　　 "Well, you guy... okay, okay, I eat, I can't eat it."

　　 Wang Xue shook her head helplessly, and gave herself a bowl of dumplings.

　　 is basically soup, not many dumplings.

　　 After eating, there are still a few dumplings left.

　　 The children said they were full, while watching the dumplings in the pot lick their lips.

　　Wang Xue smiled and gave the dumplings to the children, but everyone said that they couldn’t eat them anymore, and they wanted to let Wang Xue eat them all.

　　 "Then let's share it! Come, I'll feed you!"

　　 Wang Xue motioned to the children to line up, and then fed two dumplings and two dumplings.

　　 At the end, there are two dumplings left.

　　 "Come on, give it to you, I don't have to feed you, right?" Wang Xue said with a smile.

　　 "You can eat it."

　　Zhao Gangyu shook his head, "I'm full."

　　 "Nah Cheng."

　　Wang Xue didn't show affection with Zhao Gangyu, so he ate dumplings with two.

　　After washing the dishes, the sky is already dark.

　　Poor people's house, no nightlife at night.

　　However, a group of children went up to the second floor very early　, and then sat together.

　　 An old-fashioned electric fan creaked, and the slight wind could blow away the heat of summer.

　　 There is expectation on the faces of the children.

　　Because Wang Xue will tell a story next.

　　 Storytelling is what Wang Xue does every night. According to Wang Xue, children are energetic and tell stories to them. Time passes quickly and they can sleep well.

　　 Zhao Gangjun also sat and listened this time.

The 　　 story is a very old story, the three little pigs.

　　 A group of children listened with gusto.

　　 After finally telling the story, the children went to bed.

　　 Zhao Gangjun was led by Wang Xue to her room.

　　 "There is a fan here. It's still hot. You can blow the wind for a while and go to your place to sleep later. I will take a shower first."

　　 finished, Wang Xue turned and walked out of the room.

　　Zhao Gangyu looked around and found that Wang Xue's room was very small.

　　 is a bed with posters of F4 and the Four Kings on the bed.

　　 There is a large cloth on the ceiling, and some dust can be vaguely seen on the cloth.

　　 Zhao Gangyu was not sitting and blowing the fan. He got up and walked out of the room, standing on the balcony.

　　 There is a bright moon in the sky.

　　 Zhao Gangyu frowned.

　　Who is he?

　　 Although Zhao Gangyu doesn't seem to bother this issue much, in fact, Zhao Gangyu has been thinking about it today.

　　 He knew that his injuries would never be caused by being hit by something in the water~IndoMTL.com~ must have been beaten.

　　 That's easy, who beat yourself?

　　 Could someone throw themselves into the river?

　　 When I think of this, Zhao Gangyu's head hurts

　　 Just then, there was a sudden sound of water next to the stove downstairs.

　　 Zhao Gangyu looked down. Can't help but be stunned,

　　 Under the moonlight, a pretty figure is lifting a water float and pouring water on him.

　　 The water flowed down her hair, over her chest, down her chest, to the flat belly, wet her thighs.

　　 is Wang Xue.

　　 Wang Xue looks plain.

　　 But the figure is big enough for many women to hide their faces.

　　 Wang Xue didn't seem to notice that Zhao Gangjun was looking upstairs. She rubbed her hands on her body, and then scooped water onto her body.

　　 "Brother Gangyu, what are you looking at?"

　　 An immature female voice sounded.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's face changed and he looked back.

　　 Xiao Wu is standing aside and looking at herself curiously.

　　 Xiaowu is a girl, one blind.

　　 Wang Xue who was downstairs heard the sound and raised her head to look at Zhao Gangrong.

　　 did not scream or yell.

　　"Why don't you go to blow the air?" Wang Xue looked at Zhao Gangrong with the water scoop.

　　 "Just go and go."

　　Zhao Gangyu nodded again and again, and then took Xiaowu and ran into Wang Xue's room, a bit like running away.