Chapter 213

Chapter 213

When Zhenxing looked back, his face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help muttering: "Why are they here?"

"Is it your classmate?" Song Zhaodi affirmed.

Erwa smiled and said, "Yes. Mother, I told you before that we went to Zhenxing once and saw several girls around him, and the one at the door was one of them."

"Don't talk nonsense." He stood up and walked over, "You guys, why are you here?"

Erwa whispered, "Asking Ma Zhenxing knowingly."

"Go and pour a few glasses of water, Erwa." Song Zhaodi pressed water to wash her hands, "Zhengang, you and Sanwa wash the vegetables, I'll go take a look." Then she wiped her hands with a towel and said at the door, "Zhenxing, please. Come in, classmates."

Zhenxing opened all the doors and pointed at the man who was about 1.73 meters tall: "Teacher, this is Yu Hong." Pointing to another man who was about 1.68 meters tall, with a slightly fat body, "This is Yuan Shuo. This is Ren Jiajia."

"Hello, I'm Zhenxing's adoptive mother." Song Zhaodi smiled, "It's hot outside, Zhenxing, bring your classmates into the house."

Zhenxing glanced at the three of them, a little helpless: "How do you know my family is here?"

"The teacher told us." Ren Jiajia said.

Zhenxing paused, turned to look at the three of them, and tried to ask, "You guys, aren't you here to persuade me to go back?"

"Yes." Ren Jiajia blurted out.

Zhenxing frowned: "As I said, I'm teaching on the island and I'm not going anywhere. It's useless for you to persuade me."

"We didn't want to persuade you either." Yu Hong said, "We came here mainly to see the charm of Wengzhou Island."

Zhenxing: "It may be an ordinary island to you, but to me it is my hometown with extraordinary meaning."

"But you stay here to teach high school students, don't you think it's overkill?" Ren Jiajia asked, "We walked all the way from the pier and looked at it carefully. This place is similar to the suburbs of the imperial capital. You stay here until you are old. Just a high school teacher."

Zhenxing turned to the other side, rolled his eyes, and then turned around: "Let's go into the house." He stepped into the living room, turned on the fan, and greeted the three classmates to sit down. Then he said, "The island is quiet, and I like a quiet life."

"You—" Ren Jiajia didn't know what to say, and thought for a moment, "The school has cultivated you for so many years because it wants you to make a difference."

After pouring the tea, Erwa, who was about to go out, stopped: "I listen to what you mean to teach high school and high school is mediocre?"

"She didn't mean that." Yu Hong said, "Jiajia hopes that revitalization will be more effective."

Erwa asked, "What's your standard of 'action'?"

"This..." The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't think about it.

Erwa: "A big city has the advantages of a big city, and a small place has the advantages of a small place. My mother and my father, the adoptive father and adoptive mother of Zhenxing, didn't say anything. Why do you have to let Zhenxing return to the imperial capital?"

"Don't your parents know that Zhenxing is better to stay in the imperial capital than to stay here?" Ren Jiajia asked.

Erwa's face changed instantly: "My mother doesn't know anything, but she knows that Zhenxing is a person and an adult. Even if she is an elder, she must respect Zhenxing's choice."

"Second baby, go out and help Sanwa do the dishes, it's time to cook later." Zhenxing said.

Erwa pouted, walked to the water well, saw Song Zhaodi coming with a few cantaloupes, and whispered, "Mother, that woman misunderstood that you called Zhenxing back."

"That woman?" A person appeared in Song Zhaodi's mind, about 1.6 meters tall, with a long face, fair skin, single eyelids, and a slumped nose, "That Ren Jiajia? The little girl who just came out of society doesn't understand anything, so don't have the same knowledge as her. Wash these melons and keep your dad back to eat."

Sanwa: "Mother, let's buy a watermelon."

"It's already the beginning of autumn, and the autumn melon has a bad belly." Song Zhaodi said, "Buy some peaches and pears when you go out another day. This season's peaches and pears are delicious." Finding Sanwa disagreed, she couldn't help but continue to say, "Don't think that Young, it doesn't matter if you eat something cold, serious illnesses accumulate little by little."

Zhen Gang: "Teacher, don't talk about health care. When the fish is ready, put it in the refrigerator. I'll clean up the chicken, and we can cook."

"Go in later." Song Zhaodi said, "Let them chat for a while."

Zhen Gang: "It's not too speculative. My brother might want to get into the kitchen to cook right now."

"Then I'll go in and take a look." Sanwa washed her hands with soap, took a step, and turned back, "Mother, what should I say?"

Song Zhaodi: "You don't have to say anything. If you want to hear what they talk about, go in and ask them to drink water, and then sit down beside Zhenxing."

"Understood." Sanwa was overjoyed. When she went to the house, she saw that there was only half a glass of water in the cup. She filled a thermos with a few people, and then sat down beside Zhenxing. After listening to it for a while, Sanwa couldn't listen anymore, and it was all about how good the capital was and how bad this place was, so she said to Zhenxing, "I'll see what my mother is doing, and ask her to come in and cook."

Sanwa's voice was loud, and Song Zhaodi could hear it clearly. Seeing that Zhengang had cleaned up the chicken, she came in with the fish: "Zhenxing, what do your classmates like to eat?"

"Anything will do." Yuan Shuo smiled, "I'm causing you trouble."

Song Zhaodi: "No trouble, no trouble. Our family buys a lot of vegetables today. Just tell me what you like to eat. You don't have to be polite with me. The classmates who are rarely revitalized come here. If I knew you were coming, I would go buy some more vegetables."

"Can Auntie cook steak?" Ren Jiajia looked at Song Zhaodi and asked, "I want to eat steak."

Afterwards, Zhen Gang, who came in, paused and looked at Erwa who was carrying vegetables. Is this woman ill?

Song Zhaodi froze for a moment: "Steak? Are you sure?"

"Auntie can't do it?" Ren Jiajia asked.

A trace of impatience flashed in Zhenxing's eyes: "We don't have beef in our house. If you just want to eat steak, then I will find a fishing boat to send you off the island and eat at the Imperial Hotel."

Ren Jiajia's face turned pale.

Song Zhaodi wanted to sigh: "Zhenxing, don't be ignorant, Erwa, bring the dishes and let's cook. By the way, Sanwa, take out the cakes in the refrigerator, and let some older brothers and sisters pad their stomachs first."

Erwa and the others ran to Yongcheng all day long. Song Zhaodi was afraid that they would be too busy to eat, so she made a lot of cakes and put them in the refrigerator and kept them to take to Yongcheng tomorrow.

Sanwa took out a piece and went to the kitchen to cut it into small pieces before serving it on a white porcelain plate.

Ren Jiajia and the others listened to their classmates talking about steak several times in school. At that time, Zhenxing was also there, and they said that steak was actually not as good as roast beef. Zhenxing's classmates didn't believe it, and Zhenxing said that his adoptive mother had done it. Ren Jiajia told Song Zhaodi that she wanted to eat steak.

Later, there was a classmate's birthday, and one of the classmates said that foreigners eat cakes on their birthdays. At that time, it was reform and opening up, and a few gluttonous classmates said that they didn’t know when they would be able to eat cakes.

Zhenxing also said that his adoptive mother would do it. Except for Zhenxing's roommate, everyone else felt that Zhenxing was bragging, including the three who came today.

Looking at the cake, Ren Jiajia was surprised, and remembered what Zhenxing said before: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to eat steak and cake when you get to the imperial capital?"

"Where is this from?" Song Zhaodi reminded Zhenxing to keep a distance from female classmates. Except in public, Zhenxing was far away from female classmates.

In public places, such as the library, female classmates sit across from him, and he also chats with male classmates. As a result, he and Ren Jiajia were classmates for four years, and they did not talk as much as he did at home in a day. Because of this, Zhenxing was surprised by her arrival.

Zhenxing: "I also make cakes and steaks. I've seen my adoptive mother make them many times. If I want to eat, I can eat them in the imperial capital. Ren Jiajia, Yu Hong, Yuan Shuo, I'll say it again, I won't go back. Also, I have already started preparing for lessons, and the school will start on September 1, and I am the Chinese teacher here."

"Ma Zhenxing, it stands to reason that I should also respect your choice." Yuan Shuo didn't want to come over. It was Ren Jiajia who said she gave him the fare, and Yuan Shuo just had nothing to do, so he ran with her. When he came to Wengzhou Island, Yuan Shuo was very disappointed here. For the sake of his classmates, Yuan Shuo continued, "If you stay on the island, your life will be like one day for 40 years. Have you ever thought about it?"

Zhenxing said with a smile: "My adoptive mother told me all of what you said. I'm mentally prepared. Besides, even if I regret it in the future, as long as I don't give up my studies, I can still transfer back."

"How to adjust?" Ren Jiajia asked, "Ma Zhenxing, you are too naive. The school keeps you and you want to come back. If you want to go back in the future, it will be more difficult than going to the sky."

When Zhenxing heard her words, his head hurt: "I have my way."

"Is there a guest at home?" Zhong Jianguo raised his foot and came in. He noticed a few strangers. He paused subconsciously and took a closer look. There was only Zhenxing in the living room, and Song Zhaodi and the others were not there. "Zhenxing, your friend?"

He cheered up: "It's my classmate, come and see me. The teacher and Erwa are cooking in the kitchen."

"Then I'll go take a look." Zhong Jianguo nodded to the three of them and went to the kitchen.

The three looked at Zhong Jianguo, who was wearing a white military uniform and holding a hat. After a while, Yu Hong asked, "Is your adoptive father a soldier?"

"You don't know?" Zhenxing asked, "When you came, did the teacher not tell you?"

Ren Jiajia shook his head.

Zhenxing: "My father was a martyr. Later, my mother went with me. My father's comrade-in-arms, my Uncle Zhong, adopted me and my brother. The one who just went in with the fish was my brother."

"The way you just mentioned, wouldn't it be your adoptive father?" Yuan Shuo asked.

Zhenxing: "No. My adoptive father is just a naval division commander and has no control over the place."

"Master?!" Yuan Shuo was surprised, "Why, I never heard of you."

Zhenxing: "We have a lot of teachers here, and we are not commanders, so there is nothing to show off." Too lazy to deal with a few classmates, he said, "The way I am talking about is my adoptive mother, the "College Entrance Examination Materials" set of materials has The editor is Song Zhaodi, my adoptive mother, and she is very familiar with the president of Imperial College."