Chapter 1602
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Italy, a beautiful town.
Arlette's Philology.
Tang Fei has been teaching here for a year and a half.
She especially likes here, more like the children here!
The town is not rich and life is simple.
During the holidays, she will take the children to the fields to pick vegetables and herd cattle.
Without the noise of the city, without the pressure of the city, Tang Fei never knew that such a simple life can lead such a happy life.
She likes the customs here more and more.
People around her are very warm to her.
This, weekend.
She has a picnic with the children in her class!
One to one farm, dig potatoes to make chips!
There are two oil pots in the yard. The children are cutting potatoes, French fries, reading books, singing and dancing.
Tang Fei, a long white dress with middle sleeves, was surrounded by a group of children.
She was peeling potatoes, and the children were around her, asking her to teach them to sing.
Tang Fei taught them to sing the most popular local songs in Italian.
She sat on a stool, peeling potatoes and teaching children to sing.
She sang one and the children followed.
Looking at the innocent faces of the children, listening to the children's immature and five tone incomplete songs, Tang Fei's face is full of happiness.
Judging from her expression, she is satisfied with her present life.
"Handsome brother!"
At this time, a boy found the clock star standing at the gate of the yard.
Tang Fei and others looked at it.
When she saw someone coming, she was surprised!
Potatoes, knives, all fell out of their hands.
Like a dream
Tang Fei was so stiff that he couldn't believe the man he saw.
How could it be him?
"Fifi, who is he?"
"Fifi, he's perfect."
Children talk to Tang Feifei in Italian. They like to call him Tang Feifei.
Zhong Xing steps in.
As he approached, Tang Fei felt his breath clearly.
He exists, she is not dreaming!
Zhong Xing goes to Tang Fei and looks at her with a smile: "long time no see."
His voice, deep and sweet, like the spring breeze, seemed to make her ears full of happiness
"Was it a surprise?"
Tang Fei nodded: "meaning Accident... "
Zhong Xing rubbed the head of the children around him, "they are lovely. "
Tang Fei nodded:" yes, I like them very much. "
Tang Fei got up and said to them in a big way:" I'll go out with my brother. "
--
a sea of roses is beautiful.
Zhong Xing and Tang Fei are walking on the ridge of the field side by side, and the school is full of the fragrance of rose.
"I never dreamed that you would appear before me." Tang Fei said with a smile.
Zhong Xing felt the distance between them. He turned his head and looked at her. "Is everything ok?"
Tang Fei is not as refined as an actor, at least in terms of dressing and dressing, it's simple and simple.
Without a little powder on her face, her skin is not as delicate as before, but she looks better than before.
Clear eyes are clean and clear.
Tang Fei said with a smile, "it's very good. I'm a school teacher in this town. My children and parents like me very much."
"Not going back to China?"
"I like it very much. I plan to live here in the future. And you? " Tang Fei looked at Zhong Xing and said, "do you still work so hard?"
Zhong Xing smiled gracefully: "what else can I do without work?"
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Italy, a beautiful town.
Arlette's Philology.
Tang Fei has been teaching here for a year and a half.
She especially likes here, more like the children here!
The town is not rich and life is simple.
During the holidays, she will take the children to the fields to pick vegetables and herd cattle.
Without the noise of the city, without the pressure of the city, Tang Fei never knew that such a simple life can lead such a happy life.
She likes the customs here more and more.
People around her are very warm to her.
This, weekend.
She has a picnic with the children in her class!
One to one farm, dig potatoes to make chips!
There are two oil pots in the yard. The children are cutting potatoes, French fries, reading books, singing and dancing.
Tang Fei, a long white dress with middle sleeves, was surrounded by a group of children.
She was peeling potatoes, and the children were around her, asking her to teach them to sing.
Tang Fei taught them to sing the most popular local songs in Italian.
She sat on a stool, peeling potatoes and teaching children to sing.
She sang one and the children followed.
Looking at the innocent faces of the children, listening to the children's immature and five tone incomplete songs, Tang Fei's face is full of happiness.
Judging from her expression, she is satisfied with her present life.
"Handsome brother!"
At this time, a boy found the clock star standing at the gate of the yard.
Tang Fei and others looked at it.
When she saw someone coming, she was surprised!
Potatoes, knives, all fell out of their hands.
Like a dream
Tang Fei was so stiff that he couldn't believe the man he saw.
How could it be him?
"Fifi, who is he?"
"Fifi, he's perfect."
Children talk to Tang Feifei in Italian. They like to call him Tang Feifei.
Zhong Xing steps in.
As he approached, Tang Fei felt his breath clearly.
He exists, she is not dreaming!
Zhong Xing goes to Tang Fei and looks at her with a smile: "long time no see."
His voice, deep and sweet, like the spring breeze, seemed to make her ears full of happiness
"Was it a surprise?"
Tang Fei nodded: "meaning Accident... "
Zhong Xing rubbed the head of the children around him, "they are lovely. "
Tang Fei nodded:" yes, I like them very much. "
Tang Fei got up and said to them in a big way:" I'll go out with my brother. "
--
a sea of roses is beautiful.
Zhong Xing and Tang Fei are walking on the ridge of the field side by side, and the school is full of the fragrance of rose.
"I never dreamed that you would appear before me." Tang Fei said with a smile.
Zhong Xing felt the distance between them. He turned his head and looked at her. "Is everything ok?"
Tang Fei is not as refined as an actor, at least in terms of dressing and dressing, it's simple and simple.
Without a little powder on her face, her skin is not as delicate as before, but she looks better than before.
Clear eyes are clean and clear.
Tang Fei said with a smile, "it's very good. I'm a school teacher in this town. My children and parents like me very much."
"Not going back to China?"
"I like it very much. I plan to live here in the future. And you? " Tang Fei looked at Zhong Xing and said, "do you still work so hard?"
Zhong Xing smiled gracefully: "what else can I do without work?"
Italy, a beautiful town. Arlette's Philology. Tang Fei has been teaching here for a year and a half. She especially likes here, more like the children here! The town is not rich and life is simple. During the holidays, she will take the children to the fields to pick vegetables and herd cattle. Without the noise of the city, without the pressure of the city, Tang Fei never knew that such a simple life can lead such a happy life. She likes the customs here more and more. People around her are very warm to her. This, weekend. She has a picnic with the children in her class! One to one farm, dig potatoes to make chips! There are two oil pots in the yard. The children are cutting potatoes, French fries, reading books, singing and dancing. Tang Fei, a long white dress with middle sleeves, was surrounded by a group of children. She was peeling potatoes, and the children were around her, asking her to teach them to sing. Tang Fei taught them to sing the most popular local songs in Italian. She sat on a stool, peeling potatoes and teaching children to sing. She sang one and the children followed. Looking at the innocent faces of the children, listening to the children's immature and five tone incomplete songs, Tang Fei's face is full of happiness. Judging from her expression, she is satisfied with her present life. "Handsome brother!" At this time, a boy found the clock star standing at the gate of the yard. Tang Fei and others looked at it. When she saw someone coming, she was surprised! Potatoes, knives, all fell out of their hands. Like a dream Tang Fei was so stiff that he couldn't believe the man he saw. How could it be him? "Fifi, who is he?" "Fifi, he's perfect." Children talk to Tang Feifei in Italian. They like to call him Tang Feifei. Zhong Xing steps in. As he approached, Tang Fei felt his breath clearly. He exists, she is not dreaming! Zhong Xing goes to Tang Fei and looks at her with a smile: "long time no see." His voice, deep and sweet, like the spring breeze, seemed to make her ears full of happiness "Was it a surprise?" Tang Fei nodded: "meaning Accident... " Zhong Xing rubbed the head of the children around him, "they are lovely. "Tang Fei nodded:" yes, I like them very much. "Tang Fei got up and said to them in a big way:" I'll go out with my brother. " -- a sea of roses is beautiful. Zhong Xing and Tang Fei are walking on the ridge of the field side by side, and the school is full of the fragrance of rose. "I never dreamed that you would appear before me." Tang Fei said with a smile. Zhong Xing felt the distance between them. He turned his head and looked at her. "Is everything ok?" Tang Fei is not as refined as an actor, at least in terms of dressing and dressing, it's simple and simple. Without a little powder on her face, her skin is not as delicate as before, but she looks better than before. Clear eyes are clean and clear. Tang Fei said with a smile, "it's very good. I'm a school teacher in this town. My children and parents like me very much." "Not going back to China?" "I like it very much. I plan to live here in the future. And you? " Tang Fei looked at Zhong Xing and said, "do you still work so hard?" Zhong Xing smiled gracefully: "what else can I do without work?"
