When the wedding was about to be when his parents spoke, Wen Xia looked at Wende holding the microphone and couldn't help but lower her head and shed tears.

Qin Mo patted her back from the side.

Wende looked at the people in the audience and said in a hoarse voice, "I am Wen Xia's father, thank you very much for witnessing my daughter's wedding."

"Xia Xia is a good child. I thought she didn't understand anything. In fact, she knew everything. She was so sensible that she would look at my emotions and comfort me."

"It's obvious that she is the daughter, I am the father..." He paused for a moment, as if his emotions were getting up.

Wen Xia raised her head and stopped tears from letting her makeup come out. Wen De said again: "I wish you all the best and good health and happiness for the rest of your life."

Liu Anan and Jiang Yan next to them both cried. They knew the relationship between Wen Xia and Wen De best.

Wen Xia couldn't help but she couldn't stop her tears, and her whole makeup was exhausted.

The emcee took the microphone and looked at the bride who was already crying. "Does the bride want to say anything to her father?" She said that and handed over the microphone.

Wen Xia took a while before taking the microphone and looked at Wende, who was also moist in his eyes, "Dad, I love you, thank you for your concern for me over the years, thank you for never giving up on me." After that, she turned her back and couldn't help sobbing,

Qin Mo patted her, and then felt a little uncomfortable, "Wife, stop crying."

The emcee said again: "Dad gives her daughter a hug and comfort her."

Wende felt even more uncomfortable when he saw Wen Xia like this, but he restrained himself and stepped forward and gently put Wen Xia on his shoulder, "Xia Xia, stop crying."

Home will always be for you, and dad will always be behind you.

...

I was so moved that I watched the video of the wedding recording. Wen Xia was completely dissatisfied? She was okay in front of her? She was ugly in the back than in her previous life to get her marriage certificate.

She picked up the pillow and patted Qin Mo next to her, "It's all your fault? You don't wipe it for me?"

"Hurry up and let the photographer cut off the back."

The innocent Qin Mo stared at his wife on TV, but it was not ugly at all? “I have backed up, one hundred copies.”

Wen Xia: “…”

She got up and rushed up to pinch his neck? “Qin Gougou? You deleted it for me.”

"No deletion." Qin Mo hugged her and kissed her, comforted her and said, "Wife, it looks very good."

"I can't see clearly anyway."

Wen Xia heard the previous sentence "fire" a little smaller, and heard the next sentence? She was "fire" a lot more? "Qin Dog, you're dead."

She reached out to scratch him itchy, probably not knowing where she was scratching.

Qin Mo's body stiffened for a moment, his eyes became deeper, and the next second? Spit out a breath of turbid air, "Wife? You awakened your little husband."

Wen Xia: “…”

She quickly got up, but it was still too late? She was pressed under someone, "Wife? You have no conscience? My husband said he wanted it? You still ran away."

Wen Xia: “…”

She was quick to think, "sin(ab)=sinacosbcosasinbsin(a-b)=sinacosb-sinbcosa."

“cos(ab)=coscosb-sinasinbcos(a-b)=coscosbsinasinb.”

“tan(ab)=(tanatanb)/(1-tanatanb)tan(a-b)=(tana-tanb)/(1tanatanb)…”

In desperation, he memorized the mathematical formula for clearing the mind.

Two angles and formula.

Qin Mo: "..."

Fuck the two corners and formulas.

It has influenced him to give birth to the next generation.

He was amused and looked at his wife who was still chattering about mathematical formulas, and his beautiful thoughts successfully faded.

He hugged her, "Wife, keep carrying it. If you recite it wrong, you will be punished."

Wen Xia: “…”

She raised her head and yelled: "Help, someone is rude."

Qin Mo smiled softly, reached out and touched her somewhere, confirming the molestation.

Wen Xia: “…”

...

After the summer vacation, Wen Xia began to play the role of Wen’s class teacher. The school divided her into five classes, which was not good or bad.

Ahem, the school teacher sent someone to her, and she was assigned a music teacher to take music class.

Well, it was naturally all replaced by mathematics classes.

This is what the school originally meant.

The students were already indulged in love with each other, and Wen Xia sympathized for a while, and then started taking math classes.

Maybe it’s the class teacher, and students don’t give face any more than they don’t give face. After the first monthly exam, the average mathematics of Class 5 was ranked first in the parallel class.

At the beginning of the month, the school issued a mobile red flag, saying that it was an excellent class group last week.

Wen Xia went home to show off this to Qin Mo, and then reached out without hesitation, "Husband, give me money, I want to buy things for the students."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. His wife posted a lot of money on the education career and often bought rewards for students. Sometimes, like brooms, she paid for them herself.

While typing on the keyboard, he said, "You can say one yuan to your husband, and your wife shouted as she looked at it."

Wen Xia: “…”

It used to be a hundred times, but now this guy has become "stingy".

She was not good enough, so she reached out to touch his pocket. But she remembered that he had a wallet, so she immediately got up and went into the bedroom, took it out and pulled out a hundred times in front of the person involved.

She sarcastically said, "I'm not just talking to you, I just call you husband, husband."

Qin Mo looked up at her and said lazyly: "Don't you take more? Don't you buy clothes?"

"I'm paid my salary and I'm rich." Wen Xia patted her waist proudly, signaling that she was a rich man now, and said, "I'll go out to buy chicken stew tomorrow. Call your parents and ask them to come and eat tomorrow night."

Qin Mo nodded, then called, "Mom, Xia Xia asked you to come here for dinner tomorrow, yes, bring her a few boxes of candy."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xia snorted, "Qin Gougou, don't always ask your mother to bring me things. I'm embarrassed."

Having said that, she was not embarrassed at all.

In fact, Jiang Yu, Qin Ande and Wende are similar, and they always hope that their children will rely on them a little.

Qin Mo typed a few words, "Come here."

Wen Xia said "Hmm?", her eyes were confused.

The next second, Qin Mo said again: "Let your husband be kind."

Wen Xia: “…”

She said "despised": "Believe it or not, I'll squeeze your mouth thicker, and I'll go to work tomorrow?"

However, Qin Mo had no sausage mouth, she had sausage mouth.

The next day, the office.

Teacher Li looked at Wen Xia, who lowered his head to correct his homework, "Teacher Wen, your mouth seems to be swollen. Are you allergic?"

Wen Xia: “…”

She touched her unnaturally, "I'm allergic to eating mangoes."

"Do you go to see a doctor?" Teacher Li said with concern.

Wen Xia shook her head, "It's okay, it will disappear."

The female teacher who was about the same age as her smiled and said, "Teacher Wen, aren't you eating mangoes?"

Wen Xia: “…”

Teacher Li understood, looked at Wen Xia, cough, newlyweds, understand, understand.

She didn't know that she had been newly married for more than ten years.

In the afternoon, during the fourth session of self-study, Wen Xia brought two packs of snacks into the classroom. Before she could speak, the students clapped happily.

Wen Xia quickly raised her hand, "Don't shout, the teacher will not be able to eat when he comes."

The whole class immediately became quiet, Wen Xia smiled, and then asked the students in the first row to distribute the snacks.

She stood on the stage and said, "Last week our class received the mobile red flag. This is used as encouragement. I hope the students will continue to work hard."

The students agreed with great morale.
Chapter completed!