With an incident like that, it looked like home tutoring wasn't going to happen.
He Qing forlornly looked at the red envelope with a thousand yuan Zhang Xuehua had given her: Ah, a good dream lasts but a moment, shattered in the blink of an eye. I was thinking, even for the high salary I should stick it out this month... And now, without having taught a single day, I'm back, resigned to posting various tutoring ads on websites again.
Luckily, she was naturally easygoing, and with tens of thousands in the bank as a fallback, she wasn't particularly anxious. The next day, still in a daze, she even felt like going back to sleep after waking up.
But before nine o'clock, Zhang Xuehua's call came through.
"Xiao He, I'm really sorry to bother you again. Xiao Rui insisted on coming home to stay. His leg is still in a cast, and he can't do anything. If it's convenient for you, could we continue with the tutoring sessions?"
Continue? Of course, that would be okay!
