Chapter 138: , Agreement, English teacher wants me to try (Please subscribe!)

*Yesterday Once More* is a very classic song, and in Li Heng's mind, it can be ranked in the top 10.

Its nostalgic melody expresses love stories in different times and spaces just right. If such a beautiful melody is accompanied by classic love movie scenes, it can evoke the memories of countless couples about time and love.

He hadn't played the flute for a while, but his skill was still there.

Perhaps it was also because of the emotional bonus when facing Song Yu, his flute sound was clear, gentle, and melodious, like weeping and complaining, lingering on Dongtinghu for a long time and unwilling to disperse.

Song Yu was clearly deeply attracted, listening to her heart in peace, staring at him closely at close range. Even after the song was over, she didn't come back to her senses for a while.

After a long time, she opened her mouth to praise, "You play really well."

Li Heng followed the snake and climbed the stick, saying earnestly, "If you like it, I will come here again this time next year to play for you."

Song Yu asked gently, "Running so far, don't you find it troublesome?"

Li Heng said tenderly, "For you, everything is worth it."

Receiving his gaze full of deep affection, Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then moved her gaze away and didn't speak.

She didn't say she agreed, and she didn't say she didn't agree.

The atmosphere reached this point, and the two fell into silence again. Neither of them spoke again for a while.

Sitting quietly for a long time, Song Yu was soft-hearted after all, and finally gave a step, "You said you are a tea-picking master, and you can pick 3 catties in one morning?"

Li Heng said confidently, "Of course."

Song Yu looked at the surging waves and said, "If you are really that powerful, I will allow you to come and help me again next year."

This seemingly irrelevant word gave Li Heng infinite belief.

Just this one sentence, no need for more words!

Because he had no way to ask for too much now, after all, there was a minefield in front, Chen Zijin. Perhaps, now he had to add a Xiao Han.

At this time, a whistle came from afar, and a fishing boat slowly crossed the water.

The sunset on the top of the mountain completely sank, painting the last touch of golden light on the lake, like a spectacular and gentle curtain call.

His gaze chased the setting sun out of the skyline, and the sky dimmed. At this moment, Song Yu was like a noble orchid blooming quietly, with a few strands of fine hair at her temples flying in the evening breeze. Li Heng unconsciously stretched out his right hand.

Unexpectedly, just as his hand reached out, her hand also brushed back, and coincidentally, the two hands bumped together. It was heart-palpitating like an electric shock.

Feeling the residual warmth in her palm, Li Heng said softly, "I won't be able to see you until the winter vacation. Let me do it."

After being quiet, Song Yu's left hand followed suit and retreated, letting him tuck a few strands of broken hair behind her ears in shyness.

Li Ran, who was taking pictures of the two not far away, felt that this scene was beautiful. Fearing to disturb them, she hurriedly moved horizontally to the right with her left and right feet, hiding behind the rock.

After he had no movement, Song Yu asked, "Was the piece you played just now *Yesterday Once More*?"

Li Heng answered yes.

He continued, "How about I record it for you tomorrow."

Song Yu didn't refuse this time and said quietly, "Okay."

Li Heng said, "Actually, if this song is combined with a movie, it might feel better."

Song Yu asked, "Movie?"

"Mn."

Li Heng said "Mn" and introduced, "*Waterloo Bridge*, *Casablanca*, and *Roman Holiday*. If there is a chance, I will take you to watch them. There will definitely be surprises."

Song Yu said quietly, "Okay."

As the sky grew darker, she stood up and said, "It's a bit cold, let's go back."

"Okay." Li Heng stood up and followed behind her.

Halfway back to the house, he suddenly asked, "If I don't rest tonight and go to the mountain to pick tea leaves, does it count as tomorrow morning's?"

Hearing this, Song Yu in front looked back and smiled, the faint smile full of profound meaning.

Seeing Li Heng and Song Yu return to the farmhouse courtyard, the crowd who had been stretching their necks to look at them just now became busy again.

Those who closed the chickens closed the chickens, those who bathed bathed, and those who had nothing to do continued to eat melon seeds and drink tea. Anyway, they absolutely didn't mention the scene of the two on the big rock by the lake. It was truly a tacit understanding!

In the evening, Li Heng, who had finished washing and washing clothes, ran into the English teacher under the eaves outside.

Wang Runwen used her fingertips to adjust her glasses and mocked, "Li Heng, I used to think your writing talent was overflowing, but I found that I still underestimated you. It turns out you are best at dealing with women."

Li Heng said thick-skinned, "Thank you, Teacher, for the compliment."

Wang Runwen flicked her hair with her right hand, "Aren't you afraid of being beaten? This is the Song family's territory."

Li Heng smiled and cracked his mouth, revealing neat teeth, "Not afraid, Teacher will protect me."

The English teacher sneered endlessly.

Because there were many people and limited rooms, Li Heng was arranged to sleep in a room with the dim-witted one.

As soon as the dim-witted one jumped onto the bed, he gave a thumbs up and yelled strangely, "I fuck! Heng Heng Da Ye! I really opened my eyes today, I'm really convinced!"

Li Heng asked, "What was Song Yu's mother's reaction?"

Zhang Zhiyong shook his head, "I only watched you guys, where did I pay attention to that.

Besides, you soaking up girls and being sunk into the lake has nothing to do with me. It's not a pity to die. At most, I'll set off a string of firecrackers for you and burn a pillar of incense, ha."

Li Heng was so angry that his little temper flared up, and with a "bang," he kicked him off the bed.

This night, Li Heng, who was full of inspiration, kept writing the "Dongtinghu" chapter and didn't sleep until late at night.

The dim-witted one was afraid that his snoring would affect his good brother's writing, so he simply didn't sleep and hung on the windowsill to watch the starry night sky outside.

According to his unreliable rhetoric: Damn it! I became an astronomer in one night, and I also got cervical spondylosis!

This night, Jiang Yue knocked on her daughter's bedroom door and walked in.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her daughter intently for a long time, and finally said worriedly, "I saw a kind of fanatical attribute in Li Heng."

Her words couldn't be clearer. Li Heng's love for her daughter had fallen into a kind of obsession and madness. She was worried that there would be uncontrollable things in the future.

Of course, she was most afraid that her daughter would not be able to withstand this fanatical pursuit, leading to emotional entanglements with Chen Zijin. This is immoral.

Song Yu put down the book and said calmly, "He reads at Fudan University."

Chen Zijin is in Jingcheng, and she is also in Jingcheng, but Li Heng went to the southeast. A sentence seems to interpret many things.

Jiang Yue was stunned, sighed for a long time, and asked, "Tell Mom the truth, what are you...?"

Song Yu interrupted her mother's words, "I don't have any thoughts for the time being."

This was what Jiang Yue wanted to hear most. She let out a big sigh of relief, patted her daughter's hand with gratification, and said, "Move in a bit, Mom will sleep here tonight. It's been a long time since I talked to you properly."

"Mn." Song Yu moved inward, leaving half a bed for her mother.

The mother and daughter lay side by side. Jiang Yue reached out and turned off the electric light, and asked in the dark, "How did you and Li Heng know each other before? When did you have intersections?"

Their mother-daughter relationship has always been in the mother-daughter-friend mode. Song Yu didn't resist this question and recalled, "First year of high school, I guess. At that time, Chen Zijin and I were roommates in the next bed. I had a very good talk with her about many things.

Plus Manning and Seeing Mai Sui, after coming and going, the 4 of us became good friends. After the relationship stabilized, she secretly told us about her relationship with Li Heng, and then there was an intersection..."

Jiang Yue asked her daughter, "What was your first impression of Li Heng?"

Song Yu said, "Very shy, dressed poorly, but he was very clean all over."

Jiang Yue digested this information and asked again, "When did he start liking you?"

Song Yu told a little lie here, "I didn't ask, he didn't mention it."

She had to lie. Li Heng clearly had wolfish ambitions as soon as he saw her. That kind of look couldn't be hidden. Song Yu had seen too much, so she could naturally distinguish it.

However, she added a sentence and pondered, "Maybe I influenced him invisibly."

Jiang Yue believed this.

What does her daughter look like?

How great is her charm?

How great is his charm?

How lethal is it to the opposite sex of the same age?

As a mother, she knew this better than anyone.

Because Jiang Yue had experienced it all when she was young, so she naturally could understand.

That night, the mother and daughter talked until very late before sleeping; as a high-level intellectual who treasured her daughter, Jiang Yue did not show any aggressive side.

She only earnestly exhorted: "You are at the right age, and Mom doesn't object to you discussing future feelings. But you must not be in a hurry about this matter; you must first figure out what kind of person the other party is, and also figure out your own heart.

It is said that men fear entering the wrong profession, and women fear marrying the wrong man; you must never be impulsive about major life events like marriage, and you must be cautious."

"Okay," Song Yu promised.

Late at night, Jiang Yue, who had drunk too much, got out of bed to use the restroom and discovered that there was still light coming from Li Heng's room; she specifically checked the time.

2:07.

This Li Heng is indeed a diligent person; no wonder he could achieve such great success at such a young age.

Regarding this point, Jiang Yue felt admiration.

If it were an average person, having money and fame at this age, they would probably have gotten carried away long ago, and would have been so dizzy with victory that they wouldn't know which way was up.

But Li Heng's actions and speech remained steady, and his meticulous manner left a very good impression; if it weren't for knowing that he and the Chen family's daughter had been constantly entangled, and now he had come to pester her daughter, perhaps Jiang Yue would have really turned a blind eye.

A night passed.

The next day, just as the sky was barely light, the Song family's grandfather and grandmother opened the door and went to the tea mountain.

There is dew in the morning, making the tea leaves easier to handle; it is the best time for picking.

Li Heng woke up at the sound, followed by putting on his clothes and getting out of bed, while not forgetting to kick the dim-witted Zhang Zui, "Old Yong, go help pick tea leaves."

Zhang Zhiyong complained: "It's you who is chasing girls, not me; why should you call me to suffer?"

Li Heng laughed and said: "No reason, just because we are brothers."

Zhang Zhiyong immediately jumped off the bed and angrily grabbed his neck with both hands, "Damn it! I knew you would use this trick to kill me!"

And don't say, this trick really worked; it never failed.

When the two went out, they unexpectedly ran into Song Yu in the courtyard; the latter seemed to have seen through Li Heng's little thoughts, and as their eyes met, she handed him a small bamboo basket with a faint smile in her eyes.

Then, she took out a white plastic sheet she had prepared early and used a rope to help him wrap it up, avoiding the dew from soaking his clothes.

Seeing Song Yu thoughtfully helping Li Heng dress neatly, Zhang Zhiyong on the side felt his gallbladder turn sour, "Song Yu! My goodness, you are Song Yu! Don't let everyone down; at least hold out for ten or eight years, keep him on a string, and make him crave you to death!"

Song Yu smiled knowingly and instructed Li Heng: "You help Zhang Zhiyong."

Li Heng was sharp-tongued: "I won't help; he curses me like this, he deserves to be single."

After saying that, he pulled Song Yu away directly, leaving the dim-witted one behind pointing at the sky and cursing.

Junshan Island is not high in altitude; when the two reached the top, they found that Song Jin and Jiang Yue were already there. Not far away, they also saw Zhao Ping and Song Shi draped in plastic sheets, smoking and chatting while they smoked.

Besides the Song family, many figures also appeared in the tea mountain next door; if he wasn't mistaken, it should be other tea farmers who had gotten up early.

"Is this whole area yours?" Li Heng asked curiously, gesturing with his right hand.

Song Yu said yes, and took him to find a plot of land that was relatively flat and had more tea tips, and they got busy.

Li Heng boasted that he was a master tea picker, and that was really no bragging; he saw his left and right hands working simultaneously, his fingertips like they had radar precision guidance, Swoosh! A handful of tea leaves arrived in his left palm.

Swoosh, another handful of tea leaves arrived in his right palm.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, his left and right hands were as fast as lightning, accurate and ruthless; while others had only picked one handful of tea leaves, he had already finished four; this hand speed left Song Yu dazzled.

She was worried, so she specifically checked the tea leaves in his bamboo basket, only to find that the buds were even more beautiful than the ones she had carefully selected.

Song Yu asked with a smile: "How did you do that?"

Li Heng didn't even lift his head, focusing on his work: "Nothing else, just hand familiarity."

Song Yu turned her head to look at her mother and sister-in-law, and then looked at her grandmother; she used to think they were fast enough, but now she suddenly had the illusion that they were very slow.

Later, the dim-witted one, the English teacher, and Li Ran arrived.

The dim-witted one was called over by Zhao Ping, and together with Song Shi, the three grown men picked tea while smoking.

In the middle, Zhao Ping suddenly asked the dim-witted one: "Are the people where you are all this capable?"

The dim-witted one glanced at the tea leaves in the two's baskets, which didn't add up to as much as his own, and immediately chuckled: "I don't count for much, I can't compare to Li Heng."

After picking for nearly two hours, Song Jin's wrists were a bit tired; while straightening her waist to relax, her gaze remained on Li Heng and her eldest niece, and after a long time, she said to Jiang Yue:

"Sister-in-law, the two are a talented man and a beautiful woman, they are still very well-matched."

Jiang Yue raised her head and looked seriously at the backs of Li Heng and her daughter talking, but didn't make a sound.

After 9 o'clock in the morning, the sun was overhead, and the scorching sunlight shone on the skin, causing a burning pain.

After working for nearly 4 hours, the group returned to the courtyard, preparing to wash up and have breakfast.

Zhao Ping specifically took a scale to weigh it for everyone, and the result was that Li Heng and Grandma Song picked the most.

Li Heng had a full 5 jin and 4 liang.

Grandma Song had a little less, 4 jin and 6 liang.

Actually, Grandma Song was older, and her hands and feet were stiff and not as nimble; otherwise, she would also have been picking with both hands, and the weight of the tea leaves would not have been less than Li Heng's.

The dim-witted one also had over 3 and a half jin, wow! Beating a large group of men in the Song family.

When it was Song Yu's turn, Zhao Ping hung the tea leaves on the scale and praised: "Not bad, this time there is 1 jin and 1 liang, our little Yu has also broken the record, haha."

Song Yu knew her own situation; the extra few liang were grabbed by Li Heng secretly; otherwise, it would still be the same old 8 liang or less.

Li Heng said quietly to Song Yu: "It's over 3 jin, I'll come again next year."

Song Yu looked at him and smiled, saying okay.

After breakfast, the four of Li Heng prepared to set off, leaving Dongtinghu for the next stop.

Before parting, Song Yu found two photos in the drawer and gave them to him, "These are the photos we took on Hongqi Road in Shaoshi; you weren't home last month, so I never mailed them to you."

Li Heng took the photos and looked at them, very satisfied with his action of half-hugging her waist: "What about you, did you keep any?"

"Yes, I kept two as well."

Seeing him staring at the photo intently, staring at that hand of his intently, Song Yu automatically shifted her gaze and asked with concern: "Where are you going for your next stop?"

Li Heng looked for a while, and after carefully putting away the photos with lingering interest, he told her:

"Lushan, Guichi, Suzhou, and other places, all the way east until Shanghai."

Then he tried to extend an invitation: "Why don't you come with us? Go see the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland?"

Song Yu looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then shook her head slightly, "We are going to Changshi to visit relatives in two days; maybe there will be an opportunity in the future."

He knew he would be rejected!

Li Heng had this premonition when he opened his mouth; after all, this was Song Yu, not an average girl, and she was usually the most aloof and reserved. Before the two had confirmed their relationship, she wouldn't run around everywhere.

Of course, he was actually just asking symbolically; just like Xiao Han, Song Yu was too beautiful and her temperament was too outstanding, and with the journey through wild mountains and ridges, it really wasn't very safe to have her by his side.

Down at the lakeside, the four of Li Heng exchanged pleasantries with the Song family, thanking them for their hospitality.

"Uncle, Aunt, we are leaving now, thank you for your hospitality."

"Hey, take care on your way, have a safe trip."

Parting is always sentimental; even though Li Heng had ten thousand reluctances in his heart, he still stepped onto the fishing boat.

But...

But before his feet were steady, he suddenly hurried back.

Under the gaze of the Song family, Li Heng jumped off the boat, came to Song Yu, and took out a note he had prepared early from his pocket and gave it to her:

"Remember to write to me when you get to university; this is the mailing address in Shanghai."

There's no way around it; there are no mobile phones in this day and age, and there is no exact information like class addresses yet, so contact is very inconvenient.

If he didn't give her the mailing address early, the two might not be able to get in touch for half a semester.

Wouldn't he be miserable to death?

Therefore, he shamelessly asked the English teacher for the address of her best friend Yu Shuheng, and let Song Yu mail the letters there after she went to Peking University; he believed Yu Shuheng would help with this little favor, and it would be convenient then.

Song Yu ignored the strange looks from the elders in the family, took the note generously, unfolded it, read it, and said okay.

"Then I'm leaving." Li Heng looked at her face blankly, his voice sounding a bit low.

"Mm."

Song Yu responded, then took a few steps forward and said: "Remember to notify me after the new book is published."

"Okay, definitely." Li Heng stepped onto the fishing boat again and waved at Song Yu.

Song Yu waved gently, watching the fishing boat get smaller and smaller until it disappeared at the end of the horizon.

After Li Heng's group had gone far away, Song Jin came over and hugged her niece, unable to help asking: "Do you like Li Heng?"

Song Yu thought for a while, but didn't give an answer.

Song Jin continued: "Your parents are too pedantic; if you have feelings, and he isn't married, you should seize the opportunity as early as possible."

Song Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry; back then, her aunt didn't agree with the blind date arranged by the family and directly found a university classmate to marry.

Seeing that her niece remained silent after two consecutive questions, Song Jin tactfully changed the subject: "Come with me to Changshi tomorrow or the day after; you are about to start school, you need to buy some new clothes."

Song Yu finally spoke this time, "Okay, I also need a suitcase; mine is a bit broken."

The one rowing the boat was Grandpa Song.

This old man used to work in the supply and marketing cooperative, and after retirement, he became a tea farmer and fisherman on Dongtinghu, living a carefree life.

Naturally, Grandpa Song, who had lived by the lake since childhood, also had excellent water skills; the fishing boat drifted leisurely on the lake surface, and the stability was particularly good. The four of Li Heng were not only not afraid, but also had the leisure to put their feet in the water, playing leisurely.

After going ashore, the four did not rush to leave, but returned to the state-run guesthouse from yesterday, planning to rest for another half day today, finish the "Dongtinghu" chapter that wasn't finished last night, and set off tomorrow morning.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhiyong and Li Ran, who had finished lunch, went out to collect news material again. The English teacher appeared in Li Heng's room on time.

She first finished reading what Li Heng wrote last night, then sat down properly on the side, meticulously watching him continue writing the following content.

In the middle, seeing Li Heng reaching for an empty teacup, the English teacher picked up the empty cup and got up to fill it with tea for him, then turned back into a statue, afraid of making any sound that would disturb his train of thought.

Until after 6 o'clock in the afternoon, until he finished writing and checked it carefully again, Wang Runwen spoke, "Are you hungry?"

Li Heng put down his pen, stretched, and said vaguely: "I, I'm okay, what about you, Teacher?"

"I'm okay too, but it's already mealtime, we have to go eat something." The English teacher said this while her gaze lingered on his side profile for a long time.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. We really should eat something; this place is small, otherwise there will be nowhere to eat once it gets dark."

Li Heng tidied up, and except for tonight's change of clothes, he packed everything neatly so that there would be no omissions when leaving tomorrow morning.

For a moment, seeing the English teacher helping him fold his clothes, he felt a bit dazed.

Did he have an illusion?

Is this still that sharp-tongued, cold-sneering English teacher?

Seeing him staring at her intently, Wang Runwen looked down at her chest, narrowed her eyes immediately, and a dangerous aura emerged spontaneously.

She turned her head and asked coldly: "Where are your dog eyes looking? Do you want to try it with your hands?"

"I!"

Li Heng spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Although her silhouette was perfect enough, plump enough, sexy enough, enchanting enough, and stimulating enough to satisfy all crimson fantasies.

But damn it!

I haven't fully recovered from writing yet, I really wasn't looking in that direction!

It's really hard to explain!

"Teacher, you can't wrong my pure heart like this!" He protested strongly.

"Heh! I'm wronging you? And pure? Do you have few previous records?" The English teacher crossed her arms, looking at him with disbelief.

Li Heng fainted, "Don't bring up previous records; the past is the past, just now is just now, don't mix them together.

If I followed your logic, then criminals would have to stay in prison forever and never come out."

When it came to this, Li Heng was dumbfounded, slapped his head with his right hand, and said angrily: "No, why am I explaining to you, I didn't do anything wrong, I just didn't look, if you don't believe me, let me look!"

Once this nonsense came out, the air was immediately frozen, the indoor temperature dropped by several hundred degrees, and Li Heng felt his eyebrows and beard trembling:

"Forget it! It's so embarrassing! I'm really confused by you!"

Saying that, he fell onto the bed, closed his eyes, with an attitude of 'do whatever you want, I'm too lazy to argue'.

Seeing him lying flat and playing dead, the English teacher initially gave a death stare without saying a word.

After a long time, she suddenly withdrew all the frost on her face, adjusted her glasses with her fingers, and left the room with a smile.

About 40 minutes later, Wang Runwen returned, carrying some lunch boxes.

And two bottles of beer.

Seeing him still lying there motionless, the English teacher didn't bother to call him, spread the 4 dishes on the small table, moved a chair over, opened a bottle of beer, and drank it refreshingly just like that.

One sip he could endure, two sips he struggled to endure, three sips and the foodie Li Heng could no longer endure.

He saw him flip over quickly with a clatter, climbed off the bed in one go, walked straight to the other side of the small table, bit open the unopened beer cap, gulped down half a bottle, and finally picked up a chopstick of cold-dressed pig ears and stuffed them into his mouth, muttering:

"Let me tell you, I'll eat your food and drink your wine, but I won't pay, because you wronged me too bitterly just now."

The English teacher glanced at him coldly, didn't make a sound, and used her chopsticks to pick up the pig ears he liked to eat desperately.

Seeing this, Li Heng couldn't hold back, and said hurriedly: "Hey! No, leave some for me, why is a big woman snatching wine snacks from a man."

How could the English teacher listen to him; she went her own way and ate on her own.

There was no other way, Li Heng could only use his ultimate move: "Teacher, are you angry because I was too intimate with Song Yu, so you are venting your anger in this way?"

Crack! The sound of a friendship breaking came from the room.

The English teacher, whose chest was heaving violently, first took a few deep breaths to stabilize her emotions, then unreasonably took the cold-dressed pig ears, put them under her mouth, and while eating, mocked:

"Do you think too highly of yourself? Does every woman take a fancy to you?"

Li Heng looked at the pig ears decreasing batch by batch, "Are you really that ruthless? Not leaving a single bite?"

The English teacher picked up her chopsticks, stuffed the last few pieces of pig ears into her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, and said with extreme contempt: "If you have the ability, snatch it from my mouth."

Li Heng: "."

He didn't expect the English teacher who had been provoked to be so unscrupulous, leaving him only able to eat baby cabbage, loofah, and peanuts.

It was really miserable; the only meat dish was gone.

Seeing his refugee-like appearance, the English teacher drank her wine in small sips, feeling particularly happy.

Li Heng asked indignantly: "Teacher, why didn't you stir-fry another meat dish?"

The English teacher didn't indulge him, "You didn't pay for it."

Li Heng raised his head and said righteously: "Can I be short of your money? I'm a person with a net worth of over 100,000, can I be short of your few cents?"

The English teacher raised her chin, looking arrogant: "The money is not small, but you have so many women to support, and they are all such exquisite women, so it doesn't last."

That makes a lot of sense.

No matter how much he said, the pig ears wouldn't come back, so Li Heng ate the peanuts one by one in depression, and finally finished the rice and the wine.

"Teacher, all the good food is in your stomach, you clean up the table." Li Heng hated washing clothes and cleaning bowls and chopsticks the most in his life, and said with the idea of shirking responsibility if he could.

The English teacher ignored him and got up and left like the wind.

"Arrogant! Arrogant like a two-five-eight-ten thousand, if you are so awesome, go play mahjong, why come to bully your student." Li Heng muttered, unwillingly cleaning up the leftovers.

The English teacher outside the door smiled wantonly and returned to her own room.

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