Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Mom..." I raised my head suddenly, and the scene in front of me had changed back to Teacher Song's home. I actually fell asleep on the table while doing homework?

Tang Xin was startled by me and looked at me in surprise: "What's wrong, Xiaomeng, I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't have the heart to wake you up. Did you dream about something?"

I wiped the tears from my eyes and hugged Tang Xin with trembling hands: "Let me hold you for a while..."

I hugged Tang Xin tightly, as if I had found an outlet for my emotions, and hot tears kept sliding down my cheeks. Although I tried my best to hold back my tears, I still sobbed softly.

"Xiao Meng, what's wrong with you...why are you crying all of a sudden?" She patted my back gently, very confused.

"I miss my mother... I just dreamed about her." I sobbed and spoke intermittently.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Tang Xin gently stroked my back, trying to calm me down.

After venting for a while, I let go of Tang Xin and looked at her a little embarrassedly: "I made your clothes wet with tears... I'm sorry."

"How could that be? It's okay." Tang Xin turned her head and patted her clothes, "It's not wet at all."

"Um……"

"Why do you miss mom all of a sudden?"

"Maybe it's the weather." I turned my head and looked outside the house where the rain was pouring down, and sighed.

"Eh? Why? What did you dream about?" Tang Xin was a little curious.

I slowly told Tang Xin everything that happened in the past and in my dreams.

Tang Xin's eyes turned red as she listened to me. She asked me in a trembling voice, "Xiao Meng, why didn't you tell me about this before... I only know that your parents are gone, but I don't know what happened before."

"Well, I didn't have much chance to talk about it before." I shook my head. "Besides, I feel uncomfortable when I talk about this kind of thing."

"I'm sorry, Xiaomeng."

"fine……"

"Xiao Meng! Have you heard of the parallel world?" Tang Xin looked at me with her eyes wide open.

"Yeah... I've heard of it."

"Maybe you saved your mother in another world!" Tang Xin said very seriously, "The other Xiaomeng's mother is now healthy and well, and Xiaoling and Xiaomeng's parents are alive!"

"Yes! Maybe!" Hope ignited in my heart, "Maybe, in another world, our family lives happily."

"It's just... I don't know if Xiaomeng will still like me." Tang Xin frowned and looked at me sadly.

"Yes, even if I see you again ten thousand times, I will still fall in love with you!"

I looked at her tempting lips and couldn't help but move closer.

"Hmm~" This was also the first time I took the initiative to kiss someone.

"Sister! Teacher Song asked you to come out and eat..."

At this moment, Xiaoling opened the door of the room and was stunned when she saw us doing something shameful.

"...I opened the door to the wrong room, sorry." Xiaoling slammed the door shut again.

Our faces turned red and we quickly chased after him.

"Xiaoling, what's the matter? You didn't go into the wrong room."

Seeing us running out of the room one after another, Teacher Song asked in surprise: "What are you doing? Running so fast? Is it necessary to be so excited about eating a watermelon?"

"Just now! Sister and Sister Tang Xin... Woo..." Xiaoling was about to say something, but I quickly covered her mouth with my hands.

"What are they doing?" Teacher Song asked curiously.

"Nothing... nothing. We are just doing homework in the room..." Tang Xin said nonchalantly.

"Let go of your sister."

"Oh~"

"What happened to the two of them?"

"The two of them..." Xiaoling turned her head and looked at us with a sinister smile, "Ah, there's nothing wrong with them. They just didn't do their homework and were lying down to sleep and be lazy!"

Tang Xin and I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xiaoling didn't tell the truth. Her inexplicable smile was really chilling. I don't know what evil she was planning in her little head.

"Okay, I told you to do your homework, and go back to sleep! You really came to my house to be lazy. Come on, finish eating the watermelon and go back to do your homework! The teacher will come to check it before noon!"

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I can't describe kissing in detail, you can use your imagination~

Once written, the chapter will be closed.

Chapter 166 As a Teacher

The strong winds and heavy rain continued until the evening, when the rain and wind gradually died down.

The four people in the living room were lying on the sofa in all directions, and a pile of playing cards were scattered on the table. It seemed that they were tired of playing poker. After only one day without electricity, they didn't know what to do. Modern people are indeed tightly bound by electricity.

"Ding~" The air conditioner suddenly made a sound, and the lights in the room lit up at the same time. My eyes had become accustomed to the dark room, and the sudden light stung my eyes, and I couldn't open them all of a sudden.

"There's a call coming in!" Tang Xin was the first to jump up from the sofa, rushed to the socket, and recharged her cell phone.

As the logo in the center of the phone screen lit up, Tang Xin smiled with relief: "It feels like an angel has descended to earth!"

Of course, other people were no exception. A six-hole power strip was crowded with people. I was the slowest one, so I had to find another socket to charge my phone.

"Hey, let me tell you!" Song Zhirong looked at everyone's expressions, "Do you think this charging cable looks like a dog leash? We are like dogs tied to a leash."

Everyone looked up at him at the same time. Sun Suxin rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you can speak, then say more."

Feeling the temperature drop, Song Zhirong shut his mouth obediently.

"Teacher Song! It seems like something happened at school!" Tang Xin's face turned pale. "I saw the local news."

"Ah?" Teacher Song was a little surprised. "What could have happened in school?"

"It's flooded..." Tang Xin took the phone and showed it to Teacher Song.

I also went closer and saw that the gate of No. 1 Middle School in the picture had disappeared, and only the gate sign was still standing on it, with only a few golden school names visible.

"Fuck, the water must be two meters deep!" Song Zhirong cried out, "What a heavy rain!"

"It seems like there was 900mm of rain and the river water burst the dam, but fortunately there is no report of casualties yet." Teacher Song also picked up his phone and looked at the local Weibo.

Song Zhirong ran to the balcony and looked down at the community. He patted his chest and felt relieved: "Fortunately, the water in our community is only up to our ankles. Our new car is safe for now!"

"Teacher Song, can we still go back to school?" Tang Xin said with some concern.

"You can go back, but cleaning up might be a big problem then."

……

Three days later, the typhoon officially passed. We finally had to continue our classes. Early in the morning, my aunt and sister were still sleeping soundly at Teacher Song's house. Tang Xin, Teacher Song and I stared at the dark circles under our eyes and got up to go to school.

"I don't want to go to school." Tang Xin started wailing as soon as she got in the car.

"Do you think it's easy for me to teach senior high school students? I want a vacation more than you do!" Teacher Song also wailed.

"Hey, why do I feel like I'm more like a teacher?" Looking at the two very reluctant people, I was actually the calmest one.

With holiday syndrome, Teacher Song drove us all the way to school. However, the road was different from usual. The streets were full of garbage brought by the flood. Water plants, dead trees, plastic bags, etc. covered the ground, just like a garbage dump. What's even more outrageous is that there were actually lively fish on the road.

"Ah, we're here. Hahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter." As Teacher Song just turned and was about to drive into the school, he couldn't help but burst into laughter in the car.

Following the direction pointed by Teacher Song, we looked up and saw that the characters on the school's doorplate were missing arms and legs. The initials of the character "学" (school) in "学" (middle school) had disappeared and had been replaced by neutrons.

"Hmm... I feel this." After laughing, Teacher Song nodded thoughtfully.

"Feel it?"

"Well, it feels like becoming a neutron energy research institute."

……

Complaints aside, once you enter the school, you can feel what a disaster site is like. The originally green football field has long since turned into a sea of ​​​​red, sparkling with the breeze. If you can remove the unknown garbage floating on it, it still looks like a mirror lake.

The roads inside the campus were covered with broken books, tree branches, fallen leaves, plastic bags and other garbage. After Teacher Song parked the car, we had nowhere to step after opening the door.

"Oh my God, this is horrible." Teacher Song led us, past a bunch of debris, and came to his classroom.

Because the class was relatively finished, more than half of the students had already gathered in the classroom. At this moment, the students were not interested in studying and were chatting with each other about the typhoon a few days ago.

When they saw Teacher Song come in, the students naturally became quiet.

"You guys stay in the classroom for now. I don't know why I want you to go back to class in this situation!" Teacher Song shook his head and walked out alone. It seemed that he was going to talk to the school leaders.

……

Song Yaxin walked into the dean's office angrily, only to see that he was busy on the phone. She was so angry that she had to stop and wait for the other party to finish the call.

"Director Huang, the school is in this state, so it's not suitable for resuming classes, right?"

As soon as Director Huang put down the phone, Teacher Song stepped forward and started arguing.

"It's just a little dirty." Director Huang didn't care and smiled.

"Is it just a little bit dirty?" Teacher Song became even more angry. "How can we let students go to school when it's so dirty? Not to mention getting their clothes dirty, if there are any bacteria or viruses on the ground, can the school bear the responsibility?"

"Well...can we just arrange for the students to clean it up?" Director Huang continued.

"Let the children clean up?" Teacher Song's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible. "Are you crazy? It's fine to let the children do their duty and clean up the public sanitation. But you let students, or high school students, do this kind of post-disaster reconstruction?"

"Isn't this because of the high teaching pressure?" Director Huang also looked helpless, "The school leaders asked for this."

"Because of the great pressure of teaching, you ignore the safety of students, right?" Teacher Song asked.

"This……"

"Are you still going to go your own way?" Teacher Song continued to ask.

“This is not something I can decide…”

"Okay! I understand." Teacher Song turned around and walked out of the office in anger, went to the corridor and called the mayor's hotline.

"Hey……"

……

An hour later, we got our wish and had a day off. But Teacher Song seemed to be in some trouble, so Tang Xin and I waited in the office until 10:00 p.m. before Teacher Song finally showed up.

"Sorry for the long wait..." Teacher Song, looking tired, forced a smile at us, "Let's go back."