The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 442 Chapter 442 Life is going to go on after all (six in one)

  It wasn't until Zhou Zihan later took the photos that he discovered that the photographer had captured Qin Muzhi's angle from his own kiss very well.

  In fact, Zhou Zihan could vaguely perceive something in his heart.

   "You asked Dad to take the child home first. Do you want to say that the task has been assigned? You are leaving again?"

  Qin Muzhi sighed secretly in the bottom of his heart, it was really impossible to hide Zhou Zihan from anything.

"Um."

  Zhou Zihan knows that if the day ahead is unstable, their days will not be able to enjoy ease.

   "Qin Muzhi." Zhou Zihan knew that even if he talked a thousand words, he was just asking for a psychological factor.

  She raised her neck to look at him, and he and her were tacitly aware of how dangerous the future is.

"You are my husband and the father of my child, but please rest assured, I will not be a burden to you." Zhou Zihan paused and continued: "You know, I hope you can return safely than anyone else. ."

   "Xiao Han."

  The sun of midsummer seemed to set off a thousand waves of waves, adding a bit of tragic color to this calm field.

   "I know I have said a lot of sorry, but there was no such moment as it is now--" Qin Muzhi held Zhou Zihan tightly in his arms, "Because, I don't know where the return date is."

  So there is no way to promise you a colorful future like before.

   "What we have said, no one is allowed to say sorry." Zhou Zihan lay on Qin Muzhi's shoulder, she said dullly.

   "Since you feel sorry for me, we don't want to split the housework at home in the future, and you will do it alone." Zhou Zihan deliberately said.

  As long as you can come back safely, it doesn’t hurt to do housework.

"it is good."

  This is the only promise Qin Muzhi can afford Zhou Zihan.

  Qin Muzhi's eyes burned, and he held Zhou Zihan's thin back, and he couldn't help putting the piece of warmth on him.

  I don’t wear a lot in summer.

  Qin Muzhi suddenly felt that Yin Ren was so difficult.

  Zhou Zihan closed his eyes and is now a mother, no longer the unmanned girl.

  She understands that Qin Muzhi was ke-wang that night when he came back.

  The pretty face suddenly rose with a few blushes, and as the lips and teeth were running in, the temperature rose more and more.

  The cry of the child in his arms made Qin Muzhi regain his sanity.

   "Xiao Han."

  The man's voice was dumb, which made Zhou Zihan a little divine-soul-turned-inverted.

   Actually she.

   also ke-looking at him in the same way.

   "I'll go back to things. See what other ingredients can be made at home." Zhou Zihan said in a panic.

  When the two let go of each other, they looked at each other and smiled.

  The fire is extinguished when it is just right, which is not too bad.

   Make sure there is nothing to eat at home, Zhou Zihan is going to the supermarket to buy some food for Qin Muzhi.

  Probably they haven’t been to the supermarket for a long time. They bought a lot of ingredients and returned home full of loads.

  "I'll do it." Zhou Zihan disagreed with the man's proposal. She shook her head and said, "You have to take the train in two days. Let me do it!"

  The man did not speak, he automatically detoured behind Zhou Zihan, watching her condiments on the chopping board, and scraping the scales by himself.

   When Zhou Zihan set up the stove, Qin Muzhi had already prepared all the follow-up work.

   "It's all about me, I'll do it." Zhou Zihan groaned.

   "The fish didn't get out of the pot, it was the wife who did it herself." The man didn't seem to be helping, he smiled playfully with his arms folded.

  Zhou Zihan was afraid that the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen would get to Qin Muzhi, so he said to him: "You go out and have a look, did you wake up the child?"

  He is more willing to look at her than a child.

  Busy, not busy, just thinking that time is still at this moment, after a moment of loss, Qin Muzhi returned to the bedroom.

  Qin Zhizhou was stretching out his little fleshy hand to scratch himself, Qin Muzhi picked up Qin Zhizhou, Qin Zhizhou was a little uncomfortable in Qin Muzhi's arms, his eyes were full of tears, and it seemed a little pitiful.

  Zhou Zihan finished making pickled cabbage fish and ordered some noodles. It was enough for her and Qin Muzhi to eat.

  The kitchen is fragrant.

  Zhou Zihan again began to put the crabs and shrimps that he had just bought on the tuned bottom material, and then sew them in a big jar, so that Qin Muzhi could eat the pickled seafood when he was in the frontier.

   "Oh. Xiao Zhou Zhou." Qin Muzhi hugged Qin Zhizhou and shook his little arm, "Is it smelling smelling of mother's cooking?"

  Qin Muzhi turned sideways, letting Zhou Zihan, who was carrying the dishes, go out of the kitchen.

   "Come on, let's tell mom, mom has worked hard."

  Zhou Zihan put down the plate and smiled at Qin Muzhi angrily. He never thought that a man would be naive in front of the child.

   "Xiao Han." Qin Muzhi looked at Zhou Zihan's busy schedule, and felt a little embarrassed.

  The child’s problem can only be discussed until he comes back from the frontier.

  However, Qin Zhizhou didn't know who to follow, and soon a damp was left in Qin Muzhi's arms.

  Zhou Zihan sighed and said to Qin Muzhi: "You better go and wash it first."

  Fortunately, it was summer. After about half an hour, the man sat refreshingly on the bench in the living room.

  Zhou Zihan is going to wash the clothes of the children and Qin Muzhi and change the quilt.

  Qin Muzhi hugged her from behind, "Xiaohan. Eat first, and then make it after eating."

  "Don't disturb your children."

  While he was taking a bath, she let Qin Muzhi, the little troublemaker, eat well, and she finally coaxed him to sleep, she definitely didn't want Qin Muzhi to wake up his son.

   "Hmm." Qin Muzhi's voice was soft, his chin pressed against Zhou Zihan's shoulder, "The noodles are also lumpy, and the dishes are cold. If you don't eat it, you will make it for nothing."

  He held her waist tightly with one hand, Zhou Zihan's ears were red, "Let go of your hand and I will eat."

  Qin Muzhi just released her, he carefully removed the fishbone for her, and then clamped it in her face.

   "Isn't Shen Qinghuan still saying that you should eat more at this time." Qin Muzhi muttered.

  The noodles in the bowl are indeed lumpy, Zhou Zihan watched Qin Muzhi eat with gusto, got up and took a glass of water, and then handed him: "Eat slowly."

  This parting dinner, although not so rich, it was indeed delicious for Qin Muzhi.

  After eating, Qin Muzhi went to wash the dishes and chopsticks, and Zhou Zihan went to wash the clothes.

  After all, the man is a little faster, the women in the confinement are resting, but his Xiaohan is always busy.

   "Let's come." The man was guilty, he held Zhou Zihan on the bed, "You look at the child, I will wash the clothes."

  Zhou Zihan didn’t know that Qin Muzhi’s psychological activities were so rich, she still had the foam on her hands from washing clothes.

   Really can't keep up with the men's vigorous vigor.

  Qin Zhizhou, this little guy slept soundly, it seems that tomorrow she should go to the master carpenter to make a cradle, so that it is convenient to take care of the children.

  After Qin Muzhi washed his clothes, he confirmed his luggage again.

  When I counted, I saw a few more pickled cans inside, which said: Wait a few days to reach the frontier, you can share it with your colleagues.

  His Xiao Han always brings infinite surprises to himself.

  He never even told her that he likes to eat seafood such as crabs and shrimps, but she didn’t know when she would remember these habits in her heart.

  The man crept to the side of the bed, Zhou Zihan turned to his side and booed him.

   "Go to bed early." Zhou Zihan mouthed at him silently.

  Zhou Zihan looked at Qin Zhizhou, who was not far away, and was afraid that he would wake up midway.

   "It's late." She whispered, "You have to catch the train early in the morning, so let's rest early!"

   "Xiao Han." Qin Muzhi seemed to have planned to stay awake all night. He shook his head and said to Zhou Zihan: "Tonight, I want to indulge in such a time."

  It's a bit weird to say words like indulgence from a serious person like Qin Muzhi.

  Zhou Zihan bit her lip and nodded in response to Qin Muzhi's proposal.

  She used a long wooden board against the outside of the bed and placed Qin Zhizhou in the newly built small world.

  Considering that Qin Zhizhou would not fall off even if he turned over, he walked out of the house with one of Qin Mu.

   "Where are you taking me?"

  The old alley in Rongcheng is mostly composed of large courtyards.

  It's hot in summer, and there are many old gentlemen and old ladies, carrying puff fans, carrying horses, sitting around a round table under a kerosene lamp, and starting to play cards.

Zhou Zihan had come to live in this house several times before. Some old ladies who had won the cards, saw Zhou Zihan and a taller man walking over, and said hello: "Xiao Zhou. This is the mouth of your family, right — "

   "Hey." The little woman nodded, responding sharply.

   "Mrs. Li is winning again today?"

  The old lady who was named, sniffed at Zhou Zihan's body, "Ah, Zihan, are you stewing fish at home today?"

  The people in the old alley like to eat fish stew, and occasionally with some crab and shrimp.

  As time passed, Qin Muzhi followed suit.

   "I made a pickled fish today." Zhou Zihan curled his lips: "There is a lot left in the house. If your old man doesn't mind the fish cold, I will bring it to your house."

  Mrs. Li dropped the card in her hand and smiled cheerfully: "You girl. Your own man is rare to come back, so I'm not going to talk more with others!"

  "Then we won't disturb you." Zhou Zihan pulled Qin Muzhi who was silent, and turned to the old lady playing cards, "Wait tomorrow, I will send you the fish."

   "Okay." Mrs. Li answered.

  When he left the hutong, Zhou Zihan explained to him: “This Mrs. Li who lives in the hutong, her husband is a craftsman who makes clay figurines. She usually helps when I live here.”

   Seeing Zhou Zihan's natural relationship with his neighbors in the neighborhood of Xinjia, Qin Muzhi was actually very pleased in his heart.

  Old Hutong goes around from the east exit, and it is the Old Man Tower.

  The starry sky was shining in the summer night, Qin Muzhi took Zhou Zihan's hand, stood in front of the smallest tower in Rongcheng, and made a pious wish.

  He hoped that she could be as happy as she was when she was away.

  Zhou Zihan hopes that he can be outside and be safe.

  Xia Chan on a few old trees clamored lowly, Zhou Zihan thought that Qin Muzhi was pulling him here to pray for blessing, and he was still thinking about the messy things in his head, which made him embarrassed.

  The tower in front of him was less than fifteen meters high. Qin Muzhi suddenly asked her: "Do you remember the old man Wan Song?"

  Zhou Zihan nodded, thinking of the old man in the late Jin Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty

  Qin Muzhi went on to popularize the background of this tower to Zhou Zihan. After all, life always has a beautiful sustenance.

  On the way back, most of the people playing cards in the alley went back to sleep.

  Qin Muzhi stopped in front of the stone bench, he calmly said to Zhou Zihan: "I thought I would never see you again—"

  At that time, when Qin Muzhi received the secret-report and hurried away, he could not maintain stability at all.

  Zhou Zihan quietly listened to Qin Muzhi's description of those thrilling encounters.

  She worries about the stability of the current China, all of which stems from the thousands of people like Qin Muzhi who are stationed in the west.

   "Wood." Zhou Zihan opened her arms and threw into Qin Muzhi's return. She could only use this way to comfort him: "It's great that you can come back."

  Able to come back alive.

   can come back alive and intact, without missing any parts.

   is a great blessing bestowed by God.

   "Fool." No one knows what will happen tomorrow. Qin Muzhi stood in the moonlight and kissed Zhou Zihan's smooth forehead. "It's me who is not good. I shouldn't talk about such heavy topics."

  His little woman, his little Han, is like water.

  "Don't talk about this." Qin Muzhi wiped Zhou Zihan's tears with his thumb, and he held up Zhou Zihan's face: "Let's talk about other topics."

  Qin Muzhi did not dare to tell Zhou Zihan that he signed the life-death status early.

  He is betting that if they can come back alive, they will live in peace and stability for the rest of their lives.

   "What shall we say?"

  Zhou Zihan’s eyes were red and swollen like peaches.

  I only hate myself for not being able to fight for breath earlier and failing to go with me.

  Now I have a child, but I can’t be selfish enough to ignore the child.

   "Let's talk--" The man was thoughtful, he touched his chin, "It's better to have a chat, since when did you fall in love with me."

  Qin Muzhi wants to know more than anyone, how Zhou Zihan likes himself.

  ". That's" Zhou Zihan blushed: "After coming to Rongcheng, I often miss you.

  I feel that it is definitely different from listening to her in person.

  Qin Mu couldn't find his own words for a time, so he could only hold Zhou Zihan tightly in his arms.

   "What about you—" The little woman's voice was soft and waxy, "When did you like me?"

   "After you were with Jiang Siri, I was very uncomfortable. Plus, Lao Lu wakes me up later."

   Habit is really a terrible thing.

  When you are used to being alone around you all day, when you are used to this person being wholeheartedly good to you, and when you are used to being unable to take care of yourself without his tenderness, love takes root at that moment.

  The two people who opened their hearts after the fact have more deep-rooted feelings.

  Qin Muzhi is leaving soon.

  Zhou Zihan returned home. Although Qin Zhizhou was in a different position from when he left, he did not fall out of bed.

  She and Qin Muzhi chatted a lot, until dawn, the man was ready to go.

   "I'll see you off." Zhou Zihan jumped out of bed, she said to Qin Mu.

  "Don't send it."

  For Qin Muzhi, it is enough to have a long conversation for one night.

   "Wait a moment, the child will wake up." Qin Muzhi shook his head, he carried the suitcase: "Wait a moment, if I can't see my mother, I will be sad."

  So Xiao Han.

  Don't send it.

  If you send me away, I am afraid I will stay.

  Qin Muzhi insisted not to let Zhou Zihan see off, so she stayed at home and watched him go out.

  Later, Zhou Zihan became a primary school Chinese teacher in Frontier.

  In an interview with reporters, she once dictated this way: “That day, the sky was actually not too bright. I looked at Mu Mu’s back and thought about the idea of ​​going to the border with him regardless of the child.

  Later, I seemed to gradually understand later that he seemed to have calculated everything well, and he deliberately dragged my legs and feet with the child. "

After Qin Muzhi left, Zhou Zihan cried silently for a long time.

   "Zihan." Until Mrs. Li yelled outside the door: "Yesterday, I said yes, I will get pickled fish."

  Zhou Zihan closed her eyes, she leaned her neck back, trying to pour back those tears.

   "This is coming." Zhou Zihan responded to Mrs. Li.

  Qin Zhizhou also stretched his waist at this time, lying down on the crib and humming to drink milk.

   "I'm not in a hurry." Mrs. Li thought it was a newlywed Yaner, and the couple were doing business, so she responded outside: "This is not just for breakfast, let's take the fish by the way."

  Wait until Zhou Zihan feeds the baby-OK, after finishing herself, she opened the door.

  Mrs. Li handed her oily fruit and soy milk to Zhou Zihan.

  Is the so-called courtesy exchange.

  Zhou Zihan asked her to eat fish, and Mrs. Li asked Zhou Zihan to eat breakfast.

   "I patronized your house yesterday, and I forgot to ask, the last time I saw you were still twins, is it a boy or a girl?"

  Zhou Zihan took it earlier: "Would you like to take a look?"

   "Yo." Mrs. Li looked at the emotional little baby on the bed, "I still bring a handle."

   "Did you give your child a name?"

"got it."

  "Qin Zhizhou."

  Zhou Zihan thought that it was clear that Qin Muzhi had only left today, but he was not up to date and began to miss him.

   "This name, it seems that the child's father started it!?"

  Zhou Zihan’s man is from the National University of Science and Technology, and it is not new news in the hutongs.

   "The first time I saw your family yesterday, I felt that the young man was solid and treated you sincerely." Mrs. Li teased the child and said, "The child is like his father."

  With Mrs. Li at home to relieve her boredom, Zhou Zihan didn’t feel lonely.

   "Look and see—" Mrs. Li looked at her watch, apologizing, "Every time I see you, I always forget the time."

  She signaled Zhou Zihan to eat first, so she would come and stay with Qin Zhizhou.

   "Sit down and eat together."

"I've eaten."

  Zhou Zihan's heart warmed after hearing Mrs. Li's words.

  I have eaten this sentence casually, which just reflects from the side that Mrs. Li’s breakfast was bought from a small vendor now.

  Zhou Zihan said that she could never disappoint Mrs. Li's wishes.

  Zhou Zihan took a bite of the crispy oily fruit.

  When northerners are used to eating oily fruits, soak them in soy milk. The main reason is that they can suppress the greasy feeling.

  Zhou Zihan’s appetite was not much. The breakfast Mrs. Li brought was actually enough for Qin Muzhi and Zhou Zihan, two adults.

  It’s just that Qin Muzhi didn’t expect Qin Muzhi to leave today.

  After eating, Zhou Zihan brought yesterday's pickled fish.

  Fortunately, it’s not too hot in summer, and the dishes have not spoiled.

   "Girl, if you have this skill, you might as well open a small restaurant at the entrance of the hutong, so Zhun'er will make a profit."

   "Mrs. Li." Zhou Zihan hissed immediately: "The wall has ears. It would be embarrassing for people to hear such a big talk. Have you forgotten it?"

   "Look." Mrs. Li freed up a hand, she patted her mouth, "Thanks to you by my side, I can always be on the alert."

  Zhou Zihan served good fish, and Mrs. Li was holding the lunch box, and it smelled fragrant.

   "Go back, I want to show off with my guy." Speaking of Mr. Li's cooking skills, he can definitely beat the chef.

  While talking, Mr. Li, the legendary Mr. Li at the mouth of the old alley, came to Zhou Zihan’s door with a cane.

   "I wonder if you will come here."

  As soon as Mr. Li's words fell, Mrs. Li raised the lunch box in her hand and said to Mr. Li, "The pickled fish made by Zihan is definitely better than yours."

   "Yes, yes." Mr. Li looked at Mrs. Li, his eyes full of doting.

  While speaking, Mr. Li took over the lunch box in Mrs. Li's hand, "People here at Zihan are also busy taking care of the children."

  Zhou Zihan also missed Mr. Li for many days.

   "Have you seen the two little cubs of Zi Hansheng? They look good in each other."

  Old Mr. Li also took a glance. He knew that when his woman was older, she would inevitably be lonely and want children.

  It's a pity that the years are rushing. At their age, it is obviously impossible for them to ask for any more children.

  "Pretty." Mr. Li didn't say much, but he followed Mrs. Li's meaning in every sentence, "Sui Zihan."

   "You." Mrs. Li shook her head. She said, "That is to say, Zihan has a good temper. I don't think you are perfunctory. Would you like to give it a try?"

  Old Mr. Li nodded. From a young age, the wife said what she said.

  Mr. Li pursed his lips: "Today, the old seventh brings the Kunqu opera that you like to listen to, or--"

  "Really?" Mrs. Li was delighted.

  In addition to playing cards, she also likes to listen to dramas. It is said that when the game was clear, her ancestors were able to sing songs.

   "Na Zihan, we won't bother."

  Zhou Zihan watched their affectionate backs, and wondered a bit about whether she and Qin Muzhi were the same when they were old.

  Qin Zhizhou, this little guy slept peacefully in bed after taking milk.

  Zhou Zihan simply tidied up the dining table, and outside the house was hanging the clothes that the man had washed last night, imagining Qin Muzhi on the train.

  Life will go on after all.

  The previous application procedures for dropping out have come out. After Zhou Zihan entrusted the child to Liu Min, he went to school to deal with the final tail.

   Liu Min knew Zhou Zihan’s difficulties. If it were not for wood, this girl could have had a brighter future.

  After Zhou Zihan finished the formalities, Shen Qinghuan came to pick her up.

  Seeing Zhou Zihan's recovery period was much faster than he thought, Shen Qinghuan felt somewhat relieved.

  The two met several male classmates on campus who were talking about the West side fervently: "We have endured for so long, and finally we have started!"

  (End of this chapter)