"Xiaoying, I'm so sorry for causing you so much trouble! I'm really embarrassed!" Xiaoming's mother turned her head and held Zhan Ying's hand, but she just didn't want to shout long live socialism."Auntie, what are you talking about? We are a family!" Zhan Ying said."Yes, yes, yes, my whole family, thank you so much, Xiaoying!" Xiaoming's mother thanked her again."Auntie, you are too unreasonable. If you want to thank me, just thank Lin Kun." Zhan Ying secretly smiled at me."Yes! Thank you, Teacher Lin. Hey, Xiaoying, what do you call Teacher Lin?" Xiao Ming's mother realized something was wrong."Oh, I asked Xiaoying to call me by my first name. We are all of the same age, so there is no need to be so different." I explained."That's it, it's okay, you young people can get along better with each other." As she said that, Xiao Ming's mother looked at me playfully."Auntie, I still have something to do. I'm going back first." Zhan
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