In the study room.

Huang Qiang's eyes casually searched the books on the bookshelf to hide his anxiety.

Huang's mother sat on the sofa and her face turned green. She couldn't stand her daughter's weird temper and couldn't help but speak first.

"Qiang Qiang, what do you want?"

"Not what?" Huang Qiang shrugged, spread his hands, and said indifferently.

"Not what? Humph, you're going to get angry. You're 26 this year. How can you get married after you don't go on a blind date? Why is such a big man ignorant?" Huang's mother complained with a look of regret.

"Mom, haven't you found a suitable one yet?" Seeing that his mother was angry, Huang Qiang hurried over and shook her shoulder and coaxed her.

"You said you, a girl only knows how to go to work all day long. Women are worthless after thirty years old. If they want to find good things, they will not be able to do so. At that time, others will choose you, not you choose others. Who are you crying to?" Huang's mother became more and more angry. Her good daughter only knows work all day long, but she actually doesn't want to get married. She caused a group of friends to say something ugly behind their backs. When she thought of these, she simply turned her head over and ignored her daughter.

"Mom, I know, but I also want to find someone I like." Huang Qiang argued.

"Sympathy? You have to be handsome, rich, powerful, and talented. You are not bad at these people. Look at what you do. Last time Wang Liluo proposed to you, you refused. Mom doesn't blame you, after all, you don't have much contact. Director Lu this time, he has nothing to say about his character and family background. He has been alone for you for many years. You said what you want to do and beat him to death. Who can I rely on when I get old?" Huang's mother became more and more heartbroken. She held her chest in one hand and pointed at Huang Qiang with the other hand and said, "You are going to piss me to death."

"Mom, I just want to find someone I love and someone I love. Is this wrong?"

"Can't you get married first and then get along?"

"No? I don't want to live in a trapped cage like a puppet."

"You..." Huang's mother pointed at Huang Qiang and fainted in anger.

"Mom..." This made Huang Qiang anxious like an ant on a hot pan. This is his mother. What should I do if she was so angry that she was so flawed by her.

Although the two had differences in marriage, from the bottom of their hearts, she still loved her mother. The mother fainted from anger by herself, and the self-blame in her heart can be imagined.

"Zhang Chong." At the critical moment, Huang Qiang remembered that Zhang Chong would get sick and shouted in the room.

Less than a minute, Zhang Chong ran in and looked at Huang Qiang inquiring.

"Look at my mother, how is it?" Huang Qiang said, holding Zhang Chong's hand,

Zhang Chong walked to Huang's mother and looked at him and said, "I was angry and anxious," then pressed the empty seat on the woman's head.

The woman woke up leisurely, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Huang Qiang. Her mouth was so anxious that she trembled and her fingers were trembling and could not speak.

"Auntie has a heart attack, don't be excited, it's not good for your health." Zhang Chong hurriedly persuaded.

Huang's mother's chest was fluctuating and she stared at Huang Qiang fiercely. The latter also weakened her momentum at this time and lowered her head to look at her toes. The scene just now made her blame herself and sad.

Zhang Chong pinched the woman's shoulders with both hands and loosened her bones.

Huang's mother closed her eyes and calmed down, and her mood slowly relaxed.

"Xiao Zhang, where did you learn this skill?" Huang's mother closed her eyes and couldn't help asking curiously.

"When my mother was pressing her grandmother, I watched her! I learned it over time. Once a person is old, he has to adjust his breathing and don't get angry at all times!" Zhang Chong pressed his fingers on Huang's mother's shoulders, and then pressed them to his back.

"Xiao Zhang, you don't know how stupid my daughter is. She is in her twenties and still stays alone and doesn't want to get married."

Speaking of this, Huang's mother sighed again.

Teacher Huang Da didn’t understand. What’s the old lady talking about with this half-aged child? Can he relieve your worries?

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Besides, you can't watch her for the rest of your life, right?" Zhang Chong said with a smile.

"That's right, I'm still worried. I'm almost 30 years old and I don't plan to get married yet. The good situation of a woman is only a few years, and it will pass in a flash. How can it be in the future?"

"Auntie, don't worry, there are so many people chasing Teacher Huang?"

"Someone chases you, she can't ignore you." Huang's mother said this and glanced at Huang Qiang, "I don't know what she was thinking!"

"Let it go with the flow, she will naturally marry when she wants to get married."

"That's all."

Listening to the conversation between the old and the young, Huang Qiang felt very ridiculous. His students and mother were actually talking about her. The stubborn mother was convinced by Zhang Chong, the little pervert. Oh my God, is there anything more irritating than this?

"Xiao Zhang, you made your aunt feel comfortable, um... heavier."

It turned out that the old lady regarded herself as a touching teacher, and she didn't stop after pinching it for almost half an hour.

Zhang Chong smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth and slapped Huang Qiang's mouth.

Teacher Huang put his waist on his back and glared at Zhang Chong fiercely, with a little threatening meaning.

This girl is ungrateful.

Huang's mother raised her head and looked at Huang Qiang. The latter hurriedly stuck out her tongue and lowered her head.

Having seen Teacher Huang have such a young childlike mentality, Zhang Chong was secretly happy? She was ugly in front of herself today, and she saw how she would be so proud of her in class tomorrow.

Teacher Huang was looking at his toes, and then he felt a burning pain on his face. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Chong's face that was very thumping. The little pervert dared to laugh at him. The fingers placed on his back were clenched tightly, as if he was pinching Zhang Chong's bone.

Poor Zhang Chong didn't know that his kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs by Teacher Huang.

"Oh! It's broken, Cheng Tao's nephew, or outside?" Huang's mother enjoyed the touch and forgot about the time.

"Qiang Qiang is not out yet, so she can entertain guests.

Huang Qiang walked out of the house. It has been so long since Lu Chengtao had left.

"Let's go." Huang Qiang said to Huang's mother with a expressionless face.

"Oh, I'm a confused person. Why are you so confused? If you don't greet the guests, why do you come to the study room?"

After hearing this, Huang Qiang was stunned. It wasn't the old lady who asked her to come to the study room, but now she blamed herself. She was about to fight back a few times when she saw Zhang Chong making a gesture to herself, pressing Huang's mother's shoulder and persuading, "Auntie, don't be angry. Director Lu said he has something urgent? He couldn't say goodbye, so he couldn't hold on to it, so he asked me to tell me!"

Zhang Chong's words gave Huang's mother a step forward. It would be bad if others said that Huang's mother was impolite in treating guests.

Huang Qiang stared at Zhang Chong strangely. Could this kid be the legendary friend of the old woman, but why is he not friendly to him?

The kid looked very talked to his mother, which made her laugh. She had never seen such a smile for a long time.

Huang Qiang was a little lost. Thinking of the little things he had spent with Zhang Chong during this period, the two of them looked like a pair of happy enemies.

After dinner, Zhang Chong said goodbye, which made Huang's mother very unhappy and scolded her.

Zhang Chong repeatedly promised to come and sit there when he was free, which made Huang's mother feel better. She even pushed her daughter out to see Zhang Chong off.

This treatment is like a son-in-law.

After leaving the Huang family, Zhang Chong was a little lost. The care given to him by Huang's mother made him miss him a little homesick.

As soon as he left his mother's sight, Huang Qiang grabbed Zhang Chong and dragged him to the shade of the flower bed, and buried him, "You guy, did you actually arrange me in front of my mother?"

"Isn't this to get along with the old lady?" Zhang Chong smiled bitterly.

"You can't give me up even if you get together." Huang Qiang's face turned red with anger. The two pieces of flesh on her chest kept shaking, and her eyes were filled with evil.

Zhang Chong laughed secretly. Teacher Huang looked crazy and looked like a little girl?

"Dear Teacher Huang, what would you say if your aunt knew you bullied me behind your back?" Her ears were so uncomfortable that Zhang Chong had to use his trump card. This girl was not soft or hard, and only her mother could help her to restrain herself.

"Hey, how dare you threaten me?" Huang Qiang glanced at Zhang De and sneered, "I tell you, my mother, if you can listen to you, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will..."

Having said that, Huang Qiang really didn't know what threat she could use now.

Then his eyes rolled and he said with a smile, "I'll send a photo of someone's dormitory."

"You are cruel!" Zhang Chong felt a little disappointed. Does Teacher Huang always use this trick to suppress himself without feeling bored?

Huang Qiang raised his little face proudly, walked around in front of Zhang Chong with his hands in his arms, "Little guy, I tell you, seal your mouth tightly and don't talk nonsense in front of my mother. If I know what you shouldn't say, let me see how I will mess with you..."

After hearing this, Zhang Chong felt chilling. He was so frustrated that he was such a weird and willful beautiful teacher who was really suffering a lot.

Looking at Zhang Chong's complaining look, Huang Qiang was a little unhappy. He rarely invited him to come home for a meal, so the kid had a bitter face. It was no matter how hard he was.

These two people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all had complaints in their hearts.

"Hmph!" Huang Qiang turned his head in anger and walked into the room.

Why did Teacher Huang look like a childish temper? Zhang Chong stood at the other person's back and turned around and walked towards the room home.

"Stop!" He was called again before he had walked very far.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Chong was a little impatient. He showed her to herself, she was the one who lost her temper, and she was the one who told herself not to leave. Why are women so annoyed?

"You must immediately rot in your stomach and you can't tell anyone about it, otherwise..." Huang Qiang pinched Zhang Chong's neckline and pushed him to the wall, threatening with great might.

"Rogue!" Zhang Chong turned his face and fought back.

"If you know I am a hooligan, just keep your mouth firmly closed." At this time, Huang Qiang was not the teacher who was good at compassionate, but a big shot in the world.

"I know, what a big mess, it's worthy of such a threat." Zhang Chong didn't understand what embarrassing this girl, isn't she just a little older and hasn't gotten married?

"Hmph, I care about big and small matters, you have to listen to me anyway." Huang Qiang patted the clothes and sorted out the collar for the other party and said.

"Okay, let's listen to yours." Zhang Chong said with a smile.

"Oh, aren't you the daughter of the Huang family? Where did you find a husband with such a sign?" a passerby said in a naughty way.

Even if Teacher Huang killed no one, he could not withstand the gossip of the neighbors. Before the other party could speak further, he turned around and ran away in shame.
Chapter completed!