Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 118 The Past

Going back from the park is going to sleep, this is Xu Guangling's constant routine these days.

And after opening the right heart orifice, sleeping seems to have become a very interesting thing.He fell asleep paying attention to his right hand and the whole right arm. After waking up, Xu Guangling's whole body felt good, but his right arm was both good and bad.

Well, it feels like the right arm has been moistened by the light rain, as if the land with crops has been moistened, an indescribably comfortable and refreshing feeling.

Not good, it seems that the right arm needs to be cleaned specially again, otherwise, Xu Guangling always feels that something is not quite right. ——so next, along with it, he took another bath!Of course, the focus is on the right arm, and other places are only slightly taken care of.

Next is the vermicelli.

Send one to Dasha and one to Mr. Jia, this is a matter that has been decided long ago, all that is needed is delivery.After Xu Guangling thought about it, he touched the phone and dialed a number in his memory.

I haven't called this number for several years, and in fact he has never called this number, so I don't know if I can get through at this time.

"Beep beep..."

Xu Guangling dialed a fixed line, so there was only this ancient response, but no ringtone or anything.

There were about seven or eight rings, and just when Xu Guangling thought he couldn't get through or that no one answered, the other end of the phone was picked up: "Hello?"

Xu Guangling is very familiar with this voice. Although it seems to have changed a bit after a few years and on the phone, a music practitioner must distinguish human voices above the average person, so only this voice Hey, Xu Guangling confirmed the owner of the voice.

At this time, Xu Guangling's face unconsciously showed some warmth, and said: "Is it my teacher? I am a former student of Teacher Zhou, Xu Guangling. Teacher, do you still remember me?"

"Xu Guangling?" The other end of the phone was obviously confused for a moment, but it was really just a moment, and then quickly turned into a sense of enlightenment and a little surprise, and the voice raised unconsciously: "Xiao Xu, it's you! I Of course I remember you! Xiao Xu, how have you been recently? Are you back now?"

"Master, I'm fine. I'm still out now and haven't gone back." Xu Guangling said.

"Oh, okay, okay, it's okay!" The other end said several times in a row, and then said: "Lao Zhou is nearby, I'll give him the phone."

"Guangling?" The voice of a middle-aged man was replaced by a gentle voice on the other end of the phone.

This voice had always called him Xu Guangling by name and surname before, and this was the first time that they were called Guangling, which also showed the change in their identities.But at the moment when the phone was connected, some of Xu Guangling's mood had already returned to a few years ago, "Mr. Zhou, it's me, Xu Guangling. It's like this. It's actually nothing wrong. I just made some vermicelli recently. Pure Handmade without any additives, I want to send some to you and my teacher by the way."

"What, make vermicelli? Xiao Xu, you make vermicelli?!" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder, and unconsciously became a little harsher. The next moment, it turned gentle again: "Guangling, what are you doing now? ?”

"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I'm fine, really fine. Making vermicelli is just a hobby, I'll make it myself, please give me the delivery address and mobile phone number." Facing the reaction on the other end of the phone, Xu There was a warm feeling in Guangling's heart.

In fact, that's why he's making the call.

Mr. Zhou is his class teacher in the second year of high school and also in the third year of high school. He is the one who witnessed the changes in his family. He also witnessed his transformation from a three-good student to a person who can no longer attend classes. Similarly, he was there for almost a whole year. Here, the person who has been giving him care, enlightenment and even reprimand.

But at that time, whether it was caring, enlightening, or reprimanding, it was all the same to Xu Guangling. —he couldn't hear anything.

Looking back at this moment, the one thing that impressed me the most was when he caught a cold.

That time, the cold was so bad that Xu Guangling didn't want to go to the hospital at all, so he just lay on the bed in the dormitory without even eating for the whole day.Later, Teacher Zhou forcibly escorted him to the hospital, and for the next week or so, every meal, or in the dormitory, or in the classroom, he was "arrested" to his home, um, That is, the family building in the school, and eat with their family.

It was also because of this incident that Xu Guangling met his teacher's wife.

"Guangling, if you come back, come to my place, I want to see you." These are the words that Mr. Zhou seemed to be gentle and stern at the end of the call.

It also made Xu Guangling feel relieved that this call was not in vain.

This was also the first time Xu Guangling took the initiative to contact the "past" after many years, but the one who made him make an exception to make this kind of phone call was Mr. Zhou among the teachers.

In fact, many other teachers in elementary school, junior high school, and high school are also very good, and because of the relationship between grades and other performances, to be honest, no matter how mean or careless the teacher is to the students, when they meet Xu Guangling, they are also very good. very enthusiastic.

As for those teachers who are better and more responsible to the students, naturally it is not to mention.

But none of them are Teacher Zhou.

During that most special period of time, only Mr. Zhou, just in time, cared for him. — though he didn't show acceptance then.

over the phone.

Putting down the phone, Mr. Zhou shook his head, and sighed again involuntarily.

Before the wife could ask anything, because the Mid-Autumn Festival was at home, the daughter who was in the living room just now spoke. In fact, the little girl had been listening with her ears up just now, and asked at this time: "Dad, did you call me just now?" Senior Xu?"

"Ghost girl, you have sharp ears!" Of course, this is not what Teacher Zhou said, but Mrs. Zhou, "When I graduated, you were still in elementary school, not even junior high school. You have never been in a school at all, so how come you are a senior?" ?”

"It's the senior!" The little girl pestered her mother for a while, and then said to her father, "Dad, give me the senior's phone number."

"What are you doing?" Teacher Zhou glanced at her daughter.

"Isn't there a party in school after a while? Our group also has a program. I want to invite the seniors to sing. Oh, you don't understand, just give me the phone number!" the little girl said.

These words made Teacher Zhou angry: "I don't understand? I'm the head teacher of the school, I don't understand?"

"Of course you don't understand, and you're not in charge of the party!" The little girl said confidently, "Oh, it's so long-winded, I'll do it myself!" Then she ran to the phone, pressed and pressed, and got the calling number just now.

Then, he ran into the room and closed the door by the way.

In the living room, the husband and wife looked at each other and shook their heads amusedly. Then Mrs. Zhou tiptoed to the door like a thief and put her ears against the door, wanting to hear how her daughter made this call.

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