A Person with a Story

As for the deeper principles of life, Chu Jin really did not know much at the moment.

Teacher Lin was rendered speechless by his words. After a while, he gently stroked Chu Jin's head with a benevolent expression. His heart also became more open. "Yes, I've been too narrow-minded. I'll accept these pickled cabbages."

"Lil' Jin, it's time to return to class and memorize the content taught today. I'll come over to check your recitation later."

Chu Jin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that the class had started and that he was not late.

He quickly turned around and greeted Ye Muyu and Chu Ziluo.

"Mother, Sister, I'm going to class first. I'll talk to you when I get home later." After saying that, he rushed into the school.

Teacher Lin waited for him to leave. He looked at Ye Muyu and extended his hand. "Madam, please come in. I'm sure you want to ask me about Lil' Jin. Please come in and have a cup of tea."