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So began the life of a loving couple.

However, there was still some awkwardness between the two of them. Occasionally, he would meet a villager who had good intentions in mind.

”Little Meng, you husband, be careful that you don't pass!” Helping your wife would only fake it! This won't do. ”

When Wen Zhizhi heard these words, her ears would often turn red. When teasing people, they would say a few more words, which would then spread to her neck and to other places that Meng Qingyang didn't dare to look at.

Therefore, Meng Qingyang would slowly straighten up and use a little bit of strength to grab Wen Zhizhi's wrist whenever the two of them left the room. The soft skin on his finger would always make Meng Qingyang feel that it was not enough! The idea that he must make her like him was growing stronger in his mind.

Soon, the opportunity came.

Wen Zhizhi had previously taught the third grade and the second grade alone. Usually, the third grade's class lasted half a day here and the second grade's class lasted half a day there. The second grade's class was followed by the third grade's class.

After persisting for a month, Wen Zhizhi realized that something was wrong!

The learning efficiency of the two classes was not high!

Especially in the second grade, there were still a few young mischievous kids. In the classroom with Wen Zhizhi, they were as quiet as chickens.

Once Wen Zhizhi went next door to the third grade, they began to be restless. The efficiency of self-study in half a day was better than going home and having your grandparents hold on to it for an hour.

Therefore, Wenzhi learnt the method of the old teacher.

to bring all the students together in a large classroom. Second grade on one side and third grade on the other.

In the second year of the class, the third year was taught on the other side; in the third year of the class, the second year of the class began to do its homework.

As a result, the efficiency had increased a lot, but Wen Zhizhi was also very tired.

In the past, she had been able to take advantage of the time when she was arranging class assignments or group discussions to rest and sit on her hammers.

But now, she was going to check the results of her second year's study as she completed her class assignment in the third grade.

Two busy lives, quickly let Wen Zhizhi's energy is not as before.

Meng Qingyang didn't realize it was the school's problem at first. He thought it was the lack of nutrition.

She had a lot of exotic foreign fruits flown by air and forced Wen Zhizhi to eat a few a day with her mother, but she was still not feeling better.

Until that day, Meng Qingyang decided to stay at the school on a whim to see how Wen Zhizhi would teach the primary school students.

With a single glance, he could tell that something was amiss.

Wen Zhizhi thought that no one was paying attention to her hammering leg in class, and she would occasionally punch her shoulder and punch her back. Frequent and unconscious.

Meng Qingyang knew that this was due to him not being able to rest well.

He wanted to get someone to arrange for a teacher to teach him.

However, when he thought about it, the teaching teacher had come. Although Wen Zhizhi's task was light, the children and villagers' respect for Wen Zhizhi was also going to be split up.

Then, as he imagined, the future of Wen Zhizhi relying on her teaching to establish a firm foothold here and build a network of people would be greatly reduced in practical terms.