The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

Zhao Dong's sudden shock made Sun Mei a shrewd person, and she said angrily, "What are you doing, you want to scare me to death!"

Zhao Dong chuckled, and hurriedly comforted his wife: "Honey, don't be angry, I suddenly remembered something, I'm a little excited."

Sun Mei pressed the mosquito net under the straw mat and asked in confusion, "What do you remember?"

Only then did Zhao Dong say: "I remembered who this great Xia Meng is. Yuanzheng had heard this name before, but because I couldn't remember it clearly, I never remembered it."

He said with a sigh: "Don't tell me, this hero Meng really has something to do with Xuexue Meng, and the relationship is not shallow."

Sun Mei saw that Zhao Dong had been playing tricks, and said angrily, "Why, maybe it's his son who can't."

Zhao Dong slapped his hands, "Hey, you're really right, he's the son of Meng Xuexue."

Sun Mei was surprised: "Ah, I've never heard of Meng Xuexue having a child."

When Meng Xuejiu came to live in seclusion with them, he was alone, without seeing his wife and children. Later, when he joined the school to teach, he never saw him take his wife and children to live with him. She thought it was not.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's surprised expression, Zhao Dong said: "A few years ago, my original body went to work at the squire Wei's house. When I listened to people chatting, I listened to it. I don't know if it's true or not."

It is said that Meng Xuexue's old wife passed away early and left him a son.

Because Meng Xuexue has never been able to get through the exams, he put his hopes on his son, hoping that his son will become a dragon, and he has high hopes for his son. However, his son does not want to read the four books and five classics, but likes to wield a knife and stick, and travels in the rivers and lakes .

Because of disagreement, the two often had disputes. Finally, after one dispute, Meng Fusheng felt that his father didn't love him, and in a fit of anger, he left home to wander the rivers and lakes.

Once he left, he never came back.

After listening to Zhao Dong's narration, Sun Mei sighed: "I guess, Hero Meng just wanted to visit his father when he came back this time, but he was afraid that his father would not want to see him, so he hid."

Zhao Dong also sighed: "It seems that most fathers throughout the ages are not good at expressing their feelings. Meng Xuexue must miss his son very much, otherwise, he would not choose to live in seclusion in Xiaoyi Village. Xiaoyi Village seems to be His late wife's family."

Sun Mei nodded: "That's right, there are fathers who really don't love their children..."

The two were lying on the bed, chatting without saying a word, but they didn't notice that Zhao Zhitong, who ran over to them, was lying at the door and listened to their conversation.

When the two started chatting about other things, Zhao Zhitong ran in and shouted: "Mother, mother."

Sun Mei was taken aback, and sat up: "Hey, why don't you sleep on the bed, what are you doing here?"

"Mother, I have something to tell you."

As Zhao Zhitong was talking, he climbed onto the bed with his butt pouted, "Mother, I promised my classmate Xiu Mu to come to our house for dinner today, do we still have food?"

Sun Mei was helpless: "How could there be no food? Isn't there a pile of rice and wheat in your space? How many students have you come over?"

When Zhao Zhitong was in kindergarten in her previous life, she would often bring her classmates home as guests, so Sun Mei was very skilled at entertaining her classmates.

Zhao Zhitong thought for a while and said, "There should be six or seven classmates coming. They said they miss your cooking."

Sun Mei nodded: "Okay, when the time comes, let your father set up a barbecue table in the yard, let's have barbecue and snails, how about it?"

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Zhitong's eyes lit up in an instant, and he said excitedly: "Mother, I still want to eat snail noodles!"

Sun Mei laughed: "You little guy is quite good at mentioning things, okay, no problem, okay, it's getting late, go to bed quickly, you have to go to school tomorrow."

Zhao Zhitong nodded, crawled under the bed, and trotted back to the Westinghouse.

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The next day, Zhao Zhitong went to the school early, and she ran to the husband's study first to help him tidy up the desk and clean the study.

When Meng Xuexue entered the study, he saw Zhao Zhitong neatly stacking the scattered papers and books on his desk, so he smiled and said, "Girl, why are you here so early today?"

Seeing his husband coming, Zhao Zhitong immediately ran over to salute him, and then hurriedly poured tea for him.

"Sir, you drink tea."

Looking at the hardworking and sensible little girl in front of him, Meng Xuexue happily took it with a smile.

This child is really sensible and smart. He is really satisfied with this student.

Now, he is really glad that he accepted this apprentice back then, if he was really pedantic back then, he would definitely regret it in the future.

After watching his husband drink the tea, Zhao Zhitong pursed his lower lip, then blinked and asked, "Sir, can Tongtong ask you a question?"

Meng Xuejiao put the teacup on the table, sat upright, nodded and said, "Ask."

Zhao Zhitong blinked: "Sir, if Dad scolded his child, and then the child ran out of the house in a fit of anger. Dad is very angry, will he hate his child and never want to see his child?"

Hearing this question, Meng Xuexue was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously thinking that it was Zhao Dong who scolded Zhao Zhitong in the morning.

So, he hurriedly asked nervously: "What's the matter, did the girl's father scold you?"

Zhao Zhitong quickly shook his head: "No, no, Dad didn't scold Tongtong."

Only then did Meng Xue heave a sigh of relief, and then patiently said: "Girl, parents scold their children. Sometimes, they hate iron but not steel. At that time, they lose their temper. Parents usually feel guilty after scolding their children. Regret, I won't hate my child for this.

If the child runs out of the house, the father will be very worried, so if the girl has a quarrel with her father in the future, don't leave the house in a fit of anger, you know? "

After listening to what the gentleman said, Zhao Zhitong nodded heavily: "Okay sir, I understand."

After saying goodbye to the teacher, he trotted to the classroom.

When they got to the classroom, they saw Qiao Muchen and Wei Shulan sitting in their seats and reading.

She trotted over and called the two of them to stop. Then, the three little ones put their heads together and squatted under the table, whispering to each other.

After listening to Zhao Zhitong's narration, Qiao Muchen and Wei Shulan were very surprised.

Qiao Muchen said in disbelief: "Tongtong, you mean that the Tsing Yi hero we saw yesterday is the son of Mr.?"

"Hush!"

Zhao Zhitong stretched out his hand and booed: "Qiao Jiaojiao, keep your voice down, don't be overheard."

Qiao Muchen quickly covered his mouth, looked left and right, found that no students were paying attention to them, and whispered: "Is this true or not?"

Zhao Zhitong got it for sure: "Of course it's true. Both the hero in Tsing Yi and Mr. Meng are surnamed Meng, so they must be Mr.'s son."

At this moment, a small head suddenly came in and asked in a low voice, "What are you talking about, Mr.'s son?"

The three little ones were already in a state of tension because they were plotting a big event. At this moment, a head suddenly appeared, which really scared the three of them.

After they saw it clearly, they realized that it was Zhao Yue who came.

At this time, he was looking at them curiously, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, you are plotting something bad! I want to tell sir."

Sorry, I played for a while today~ All three chapters have been updated