Cousin fierce

Chapter 220

This house is quite cold.Jia Baoyu felt it deeply.

The home is well decorated, and the child has no worries about food and clothing, but the child is not happy, and his face is dull.

"What's your name?" Jia Baoyu asked his name first. The child raised his head and glanced at Jia Baoyu. His expression was like that of a little adult. He replied in an emotionless voice: "Li Lu."

"My name is Jia Baoyu." Jia Baoyu said.

He seemed to be interested in this name for a moment, but soon disappeared. He took out his book, spread it out, and waited for Jia Baoyu to attend class.

"I don't know what I can teach you." Jia Baoyu said apologetically.

When she saw the elementary school textbooks, she felt that those texts were just superficial. If she was asked to teach strokes, reading and comprehension, she could, but she was too weak.

"What do you want to learn?" Jia Baoyu gave the initiative to the children.

Children are often used to passive acceptance. One day, when someone gives him the right to choose freely, he will feel confused instead. Jia Baoyu waits patiently for him to say what he wants to learn. She thinks he must have something to learn. There is something there, but I dare not express it.

In his eyes, it might be unsafe for the teacher invited by the parents to belong to his parents, so he must first determine whether she is trustworthy before making any plans.

"Does it have to be in Chinese?" The child tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

Jia Baoyu shook his head and said, "Anything is fine."

"I want to be an archaeologist." The child's eyes lit up when he talked about the ideal, and as he spoke, he sat up, lay down on the table and said to Jia Baoyu, "Teacher, I heard that you are studying history, isn't that true?" Can you dig a lot of ancient graves?"

"Ah..." Jia Baoyu couldn't understand why people who study history must dig graves. She has studied history for so long and has never dug a grave with a small shovel. That seems to be a matter for the Department of Archeology.

"Then teacher, do you want to go to see the emperor's tomb and see the mummy zombies?" The child became more and more interested, and his excited face was much cuter than before.

Jia Baoyu was a little embarrassed, and said: "My research direction is in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it is only theoretical research, and I have not done any archaeological work."

"That's boring." The child sat back.

Jia Baoyu hurriedly said, "Do you want to learn this?"

"Yes!" The answer was very fast.

"Then how about I bring you the photos taken by my senior tomorrow? That senior participated in the excavation of the imperial mausoleum of the Han Dynasty in the Western Han Dynasty and left a lot of photos."

"What is that?"

"It is to dig the grave of the emperor's son in the Western Han Dynasty."

"cool."

"The rest of the time, let's learn some basic knowledge first, shall we?"

"I still have to go to class! Don't do it!" She has already started acting like a baby, which shows that her attitude has softened.

"How was the teaching?" On the way home from get off work, Wang Xifeng called Jia Baoyu and asked her how she felt after teaching.

Jia Baoyu touched his forehead, felt the sweat on his hand, and said: "The kid is very obedient, he will learn whatever I teach him, and he is very smart, and he learns quickly." She didn't say that she was exchanging benefits. .

"Then are you comfortable teaching?"

"Well, I feel very happy." Especially when he curiously asked some historical questions, Jia Baoyu was especially happy. If he persisted in the future, he might enter this subject, after all, interest is the best teacher.

Wang Xifeng didn't hear the answer that made her feel satisfied, and she didn't have the strength to answer, so she coped with it in a dispirited way: "Oh."

As soon as Jia Baoyu heard this, the phone was disconnected.

Listening to the beeping voice on the phone, she had a feeling that Wang Xifeng didn't like her doing this job.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, at this time, there are usually no customers coming to the door. The door of Wang Xifeng's sex shop is always half-covered, and a poster of a male and a female model is pasted on the glass door, blocking half of the scenery inside. Wang Xifeng was sitting behind a glass window full of condoms, crossing her legs and reading a borrowed novel.

The days always pass in such a peaceful way, and Wang Xifeng is also used to several hours of peace a day.

Recently, she seemed to be getting tired of such a routine life. Wang Xifeng basically handed over the work in the store to Su Yue, and she often went out to do other things or go home early.

In normal days, Wang Xifeng spends most of the time on the Internet, looking at the business of the online store, or playing games. The proprietress has the right to relax, while the shop assistant can only do his best.

"Miss Boss, you were killed." Someone pushed Wang Xifeng's shoulder and called her back from the state of wandering spirit.

Wang Xifeng glared at the person behind him, who was killed!

Su Yue innocently pointed at the gray screen on the screen. The game character Wang Xifeng fell to the ground, and a person lower than her level stepped on her corpse to take the things she exploded.

"Cao..." Wang Xifeng roared angrily.After scolding, I simply turned off the computer and stopped playing.

"Every time I go in, I get killed every time." Wang Xifeng resented endlessly, playing games and being killed again and again, what's the point.

Su Yue bent down, supported her shoulder with one hand, and pointed at the name of the character on it with the other, and said, "Sister Feng, you are playing a game, you'd better pick a female number, if the name is a little more ambiguous, like a 16-year-old girl , why expect the first pain, in this way, there will be people trying to cover you wherever you go."