Chapter 281 Gu Jia: Too embarrassed to see anyone
"Master, is it easy to walk? I'll prepare breakfast for you if you want something to eat."

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Jing smoothed Gu Jia's hair on her cheek and smiled.

"I'm not being so hypocritical. I'm going to go for a run, hiss!"

Gu Jia was about to get up and go for a run, but the pain was aroused and she couldn't run that day.

When everything was settled, Gu Jia had a strange feeling in his heart that he had never had before. He actually came to this point with his former student, the brat who had been punished by him to stand in the corner and had his ears pulled in class.

If this were to spread among the teachers and students in the Experimental Middle School, it would be such an explosive and shocking thing.

At this point we can't care too much about it. Let it spread out. It won't affect our lives at all.

"You're not being stubborn anymore, are you?"

Zhou Jing smiled. It was not that Gu Jia was being pretentious. Zhou Jing knew himself well. When it was angry, it was indeed very ferocious.

Yang Wenwen couldn't stand it at first, let alone Gu Jia.

"You still have the nerve to laugh?"

Gu Jia covered half of her face with the quilt. From now on, she would be laughed at by her best friends when she met them.

"Just take a day off. You're older than me anyway, so it's you who made the mistake. Do you want to eat buns or dumplings?"

Zhou Jing gently bit Gu Jia's lips and said.

Gu Jia twisted the boy's waist and said, "Whatever."

"Don't be casual."

"It's all right."

Gu Jia started laughing as she spoke.

"Why is it the same as when I was at home? When my mom asked me what I wanted to eat, I always said "whatever". When my mom told me I couldn't just say "whatever" I said "whatever" and she wanted to beat me every time."

Zhou Jing deeply felt his mother's helplessness. Whether cooking or buying food, the most annoying thing was the helplessness.

"I'm telling you to understand the truth on behalf of your mother. You can't just do whatever I cook for you in the future."

Gu Jia smiled even more brightly. In this respect, she was so similar to the boy. When her mother cooked at home and asked her what she wanted to eat, she would just use any of the names randomly, as she just didn't want to think about what to eat.

"You're raising a family before you even get married?"

Zhou Jing stepped over Gu Jia and pressed on her.

Gu Jia grabbed the boy's ear and asked, "Why are you so arrogant today?"

"What's the matter? You haven't told me what you want to eat."

Zhou Jing can be as arrogant as he wants now, because one day he might become a dog caught in the rain.

"steamed stuffed bun."

Gu Jia pulled the boy's pillow and pressed it against her face, and reconsidered whether she should live with the boy openly in the future or secretly. It would be better to just secretly have an affair with him. If the students she had taught knew about this, they would be shocked for the rest of their lives, as it was simply misleading.

"How stupid! You can eat both buns and dumplings."

Zhou Jing pinched Gu Jia's face, pulled back the quilt and glanced at the red spot on the bed.

It is the most gorgeous color in the world, pure and romantic.

"I'm too embarrassed to face anyone. Don't tell anyone about this in front of your high school classmates."

The more Gu Jia thought about it, the more he felt that he had lost his identity. Six years of professional ethics were ruined. He would be embarrassed to say that he was a people's teacher who taught and educated people.

"Paper cannot contain fire."

Zhou Jing also hoped to keep it secret, but that was impossible.

After getting up, Zhou Jing went to the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge, then drove out to buy some vegetables, two sheets of bean curd, cucumber, green pepper, and then went to the nearest breakfast shop to buy steamed dumplings and dumplings. After returning home, he made a cold bean curd and cucumber dish.

Gu Jia was still lying in bed reflecting on her absurd love, comforting herself that life was absurd, but being able to live a happy life was also happiness. At least all the female compatriots envied her for being able to marry a young handsome man.

"Regret it?"

Zhou Jing came to the bedroom and said to Gu Jia, who looked dazed and had no hope in life.

"I regretted helping you submit your resume last year. If you hadn't come back to be a teacher, I wouldn't have lost my morals." Gu Jia certainly didn't regret it. Where else could she find such a lovely boyfriend?

"Fate is destined by heaven, just because you looked at Teacher Yang's hand for a second longer."

Zhou Jing let down Gu Jia's kindness in his previous life, so God gave him a chance to choose again.

However, Zhou Jing seemed to have taken the wrong path, but it didn't seem like he was wrong.

If it was because of Zhou Jing's return to Experimental Middle School that triggered some parallel space-time quantum or something, then this matter was the result of Zhou Jing, Yang Wenwen, Gu Jia, and Chen Jiaqian.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jing's guilt was alleviated a lot. This was his fate.

Speaking of fate, Gu Jia also found it amazing. She seldom went to the school printing room. That day she went to copy her ID card. In fact, she was not in a hurry to copy her ID card. With her procrastination habit, she usually started preparing only when she needed it. But that day she was proactive and saw Yang Wenwen printing a resume for a boy. She took a closer look.

"If you plan to live in Tangdu in the future, there's no need to buy too much furniture for the house in the southern suburbs, right?"

Gu Jia was thinking about what furniture she needed to buy.

"And my dad might be transferred to the province next year."

Gu Jia added.

"Then keep it simple and leave more free space in the house for people to move around conveniently."

Zhou Jing thought so too. If Gu's father was transferred to Tangdu, Gu Jia's family would basically settle down in Tangdu.

Breakfast was ready. Gu Jia got up and combed her hair with her fingers, then walked to the dining table and pinched the boy's face with both hands.

"Master, please have a meal."

Zhou Jing put the dishes in order and touched her head.

At this time, Gu Jia's long hair was slightly messy, but not sloppy. It was natural and layered. In addition, she had just woken up and was a bit lazy, which formed a sharp contrast with her usual exquisite dress, giving people a sense of original beauty.

"Call my sister."

Gu Jia tapped the boy on the forehead.

"Okay Master."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

Gu Jia couldn't help but pinch the boy's face again, "Why are you so naughty?"

"Why are the cold dishes you mix so delicious?"

Gu Jia picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of cucumber and tasted it. It was very crisp, and the sour taste of the white vinegar had a hint of sweetness and a slight spiciness. Apart from that, there was no other taste, but it was very delicious.

Any cold dish made by the boy tasted delicious. For example, cold shredded potatoes and cold shredded onions, which Gu Jia had lost her appetite at the first sight of in the past, but after eating the dishes made by the boy, she realized that even ordinary potatoes and onions could be so delicious.

"Making sauces for cold dishes is actually very simple. Just remember one universal ingredient: pour hot oil over chili peppers, garlic, and white sesame seeds, then add salt, soy sauce, vinegar, chicken essence, and sugar. You can use white vinegar, aged vinegar, rice vinegar, etc. If you don't like sweet, you can omit sugar or add less."

Zhou Jing is not very professional either. The difference in taste of the sauce mainly lies in the type of vinegar used, such as white vinegar, balsamic vinegar, aged vinegar or rice vinegar.

"Remember, it's embarrassing for a girl like me to need a boy to teach me how to cook."

Gu Jia felt very ashamed, but she was much better now than before. At this time last year, she couldn't even recognize all the seasonings in the kitchen.

It was still early after Zhou Jing had breakfast with Gu Jia. Before going to the company, he went to Yang Wenwen's house. When high school started, Yang's mother came back. The family had already had breakfast and left some for Zhou Jing.

"School is about to start again. I will no longer be the homeroom teacher after this class."

The second year of high school has officially started with the division of subjects. There is a lot of things to do. The head teacher has already gone to work these days. Yang Wenwen, who has been a colleague of Zhou Jing for a year, feels a little lonely now that Zhou Jing suddenly stops being a teacher.

"The second and third years of high school are quite a long time for a class teacher, right?"

Zhou Jing thought that Yang Wenwen would most likely resign after teaching this class. When Yang Wenwen's younger brother has a child, CC will go to school and Yang Wenwen will not be able to go to work.

"Sophomore year is fine, but the head teacher in senior year is very tired."

“I really miss being a teacher this year.”

Zhou Jing didn't know whether he missed being a teacher or the good times as a colleague with Yang Wenwen and Gu Jia.

(End of this chapter)