"Hey, who are you children" A tall man came out of the dormitory and asked Song Ersheng with a smile, his expression was particularly high-spirited, and his hair was parted in the middle, which was the most popular Aaron Kwok head now.
White shirt, black suit, no tie, two buttons, angular collarbones are clearly visible.
Song Ersheng raised his eyebrows slightly, this fresh meat bar that can barely be used for fun looks very beautiful and delicious, licking his lips without showing a trace, Song Ersheng straightened his attitude.
She knew that this person, the trainee teacher who had come before last, who taught art, was now official.
It seems that the surname is also Li "I'm looking for my ball" Song Ersheng blinked, as if he was a little frightened, but he still stubbornly gestured with his little paw, "It's so big, my ball" There is a small vacant land on the left, and on the left is the epidemic prevention station and animal husbandry station, which used to be used by the commune to raise sheep, but then it was no longer raised, so it was empty.
Usually, it is to catch up with the children to go to and from school to set up stalls, and the children like to gather here when they go to and from school.
Children from the neighborhood also come here to play, and they can lie on the wall and watch the people in the epidemic prevention station nail horseshoes to the animals.
So it's common for a ball to fall in.
Teacher Xiao Li is also familiar with Song Ersheng, as if she often sees her on the side of the road, it seems that she is a child who lives nearby, "You are quite young, and you are not small, so you came in by yourself, how old are you" looked very small, but he spoke very clearly, why didn't he go to kindergarten That's a lot to talk about.
You care about me.
Song Ersheng rolled his eyes in his heart, and the expression on his face remained unchanged, "It's my ball" Teacher Xiao Li sneered, "I know your ball, okay, you look for it, don't touch it blindly, if you touch it, I will press you here, and I won't let you go home" After speaking, he sat on the stone bench next to the faucet, crossed his legs, and looked at Song Ersheng happily.
Probably because she saw that the little girl was cute, she wanted to tease her, so she didn't go away.
Song Ersheng scolded in his heart, how can you find a squint and smile shyly, Song Ersheng turned around, his face turned cold, stared at the old thing's motorcycle, and walked to the back of the carport, which is close to the courtyard wall, there is a drainage ditch that is not wide, if something falls from the outside, it will generally roll into this small ditch.
You have to look good, otherwise you will be in trouble if you are suspected.
Song Ersheng originally planned that it would be best to meet old things, and if he couldn't meet him, he would go into his dormitory to take a look, and if he couldn't get in, it would depend on the situation, and he couldn't go home empty-handed.
Now, halfway through, a Cheng biting gold is killed, and everything is planned.
Adapt to the situation, Song Ersheng's brain turned fast, and he instantly thought of what he should do.
If you can't see the old thing, create an opportunity to see it Fortunately, she brought a small pair of scissors hehehe, motorcycle, motorcycle, don't blame the master, I'm ruthless, who made your master not a good thing Teacher Xiao Li watched Song Ersheng walk around, "Be careful, don't fall" As soon as these words fell, Teacher Xiao Li watched the little girl pop and sit in the ditch, he burst into laughter, and then wanted to go over and take a look.
As soon as he stood up, the little girl over there also stood up, blocked by the motorcycle, and couldn't see her face clearly, but it was estimated that she had fallen and was motionless.
He walked over and walked around the motorcycle, "What's the matter, it's falling, tell you to be careful" bent down to take a look, the little girl fell into the dirt, and a big hole was thrown out of her patched pants.
Teacher Xiao Li was startled, why did she fall so hard, squatted down, looked at the little girl who looked down and rubbed her eyes as if she was crying, "Don't cry if you fall, if you recruit another teacher, you should be sent to the police station" I'll send you to kindergarten Song Ersheng took a few steps back, as if his steps were unsteady, he shook, and suddenly turned around and ran.
Teacher Xiao Li also stretched out his hand and called several times, but he didn't stop.
Thinking about it, it still doesn't hurt the fall, so I don't care.
However, in the future, such a young child should not be allowed to come in casually, it is really difficult to deal with something wrong Song Ersheng ran out of the school in one go, and he couldn't run.
He stood still and gasped, looked at the things in his hand, and threw them on the side of the road.
Looking down at her already scarred pants, even if she has been very unparticular in her life, she wears patched pants, but she really can't wear pants that are torn and exposed.
But now when she goes home to change her pants, she should miss the meal in the temple, and the master and they have to hold her for a long time, the key is that she can't explain it yet After a little pondering, Song Ersheng could only return to the temple in torn pants.
Got into Master Yongle's meditation room, Song Ersheng carefully put the small scissors in his pocket back, and as soon as the scissors left his hand, a cough sounded behind him.
Song Ersheng's long eyelashes trembled, and the little paws that were still hanging on the scissors lowered and shrank back.
"Three thousand, how many times have I said that you will be beautiful if you don't touch my scissors to pierce you" Yongle walked over and put his sewing basket on top of the cabinet.
Song Ersheng turned around, naturally retracted his hand, and pouted, "I haven't taken it yet, I just want to use it."
It's really a child Yongle is helpless, "What are you doing with scissors, what do you want to cut?"
Song Ersheng's eyes rolled, "The flowers in the back mountain, they bloom so well, I'll cut them out and offer them in the palace."
Yongle closed his eyes, "Little Ancestor, my little ancestor, those flowers were rescued by me with great difficulty, and they were almost killed by you last year, so you can let them go, okay" Yongle hugged Song Ersheng with one hand, "Let's eat, it's too late for Master to let you recite the scriptures" The life of a monk is more rigorous and well-behaved than that of a soldier.
When to get up, when to recite the scriptures, when to eat, when to sleep, the daily schedule is full, and it is not possible to slow down for a minute.
Song Ersheng was used to being lazy in his last life, and he came to the temple for half a year in this life.
Besides, the biggest gain in her life, the first is that she has relatives, and the second is that she is drunk even after learning to chant scriptures.
Song Ersheng complained countless times about his good memory, why can he memorize it all after reciting it a few times, how good it would be if he didn't memorize it, if he wanted to pretend that he didn't memorize it, he wouldn't succeed, the master's eyes were sharper than Sun Dasheng t1706231537: