At this moment, the scene unfolding at the Qins was quite amusing.
"Little friend, may I ask if this is Qin Jiale's home?" Ye Junhua had never been to Qin Family Village, so he didn't know if this was his student's house.
"Uncle, why should we tell you?" Cohen was still a bit upset because he couldn't go out with Qin Jiale.
He didn't want to pay attention to this man who came looking for Qin Jiale, but his mother said that ignoring people is impolite, so he replied, though what he said was quite laughable.
"Little friend, I am Qin Jiale's teacher, not a bad person. May I ask if this is Qin Jiale's home?" Ye Junhua still had a smile on his face.
He looked at the children and nodded secretly in his heart: brave, careful, very guarded, and not easy to disclose their information to strangers. They were taught well.
