Paternity

Chapter 22

Now I am the head of the family, and I can still support my daughter-in-law. Besides, my daughter teaches in elementary school, and I can get a salary to go home every month. But after a few years, my granddaughter will take over from my aunt, and some daughter-in-law will also start leading the house Now, can she still have a good life now?

Because he flipped through the night before and did not sleep until midnight, he still woke up late this morning.By the time he arrived at school, the national flag was already hoisted.Stands in the open space in the front yard of the school, he could hear the students reading aloud.At the playground, there were some second graders playing there, but they looked a little dazed, and continued to look towards the class.

"Chu Jiabao, why don't you go back to class?"

Wang Fangfang saw that the door of the second grade room was closed, so he could only go to the black and fat boy and ask.

"Teacher Su is in class. He said that those who didn't want to attend class could go out to play."

Chu Jiabao was bitten by an ant in her heart. After returning home last night, he kept thinking about whether the monkey managed to apprentice. Now the students in the classroom would have loved to listen to the teacher tell stories. Can I remember this story.

He felt that even though Chuni could remember him, it would not be as interesting as what Master Su said.

"What!"

Wang Fangfang's face turned blue, he never thought that the old principal would return a second-rate student to Su Aobai without asking his opinion.

Wang Fangfang had been infatuated with Su Aobai before, but yesterday he humiliated himself like that, that madness had long turned into hatred.

"How could he ignore you, what kind of teacher is this!"

Wang Fangfang stepped forward and grabbed Chu Jiabao's hand, "Come, I'll take you to the principal, we can't let Master Su treat the students differently."

Unfortunately, in two steps, his hand was discarded by Chu Jiabao.

"What's wrong with Mr Su? Didn't you let us play alone while we were in class?"

Chu Jiabao felt that Master Wang was really confused, in the past, the entire class played together when he was in class, and he did not know how to tell stories, so he was very boring.

Wang Fangfang was banished, and after hearing Chu Jiabao's blunt words, his face turned blue and pale, then covered his face and rushed to the teacher's office.

In the office, the old principal was correcting the students' homework while holding his glasses in a broken bracket.

He was already over seventy years old, and was often lacking in energy, so since two or three years ago, he rarely gave lessons to students, he said, instead make some RPP in the office and help other teachers correct their homework.

If he could not give up the school he had founded, the old principal would go to the city to spend his old age with his children.

"school head!"

Wang Fangfang rushed in like a crazy lioness, and slapped the table in front of the old principal loudly.

Because of his anger, his tone was fierce and anxious.

"Look at how he organizes the students. He actually allowed some students to play in class."

The old principal raised his head, then took off the glasses at the base of his nose, placed them neatly on the table, and said slowly.

"Guru Su's class was only a portion of the students playing. When you are in class, most students are left alone. I don't think there's a teacher in second grade."

The words of the old principal were as irritating as Chu Jiabao's words, and indeed he had managed to strangle Wang Fangfang.

In fact, yesterday afternoon, when he saw the children playing in the open space, the old principal found Su Aobai very angrily, and was about to question him, why did he start such an irresponsible approach.

After school that day, Mr. Su stayed in the office and communicated with him and Mr. Wu about some of his ideas, back then he was still hesitant and felt a good result might not be achieved.

But when he was in class this morning, he saw the expression of children playing and their movements looking into the classroom from time to time, the old principal actually put a heart in his stomach.

Su Aobai, who had been away for three months, had changed a lot from before, in the past, her heart floated up, and the old principal felt that she could leave at any time, but this time he came back, he became more relaxed, the old Principal read his thick notebook and was happy because the children had good and responsible teachers.

"The second grade student was originally raised by Mr. Su. Previously, he had only asked for leave and let you take care of him temporarily. Besides, Mr Wang, aren't you always complaining about the heavy burden? That's fine, you can let go too. By the way, not just second grade, you don't have to worry about Chinese language classes and first grade math. Master Su was responsible for teaching mathematics, and Master Wu also put a little pressure to teach Mandarin. From now on, you will be in charge of the farm working class for the first and second grade student Bars."

The meaning of what the old principal said was that Wang Fangfang no longer had to teach culture lessons to the students.

Wang Fangfang was angry and embarrassed, and wanted to argue a few more words.

"Master Wang, is there anything else you can do?"

The old principal took his glasses, but only looked at him with deep eyes, which made Wang Fangfang speechless.

The blood on his face faded, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth.

He was so emotional earlier that he forgot that the old principal in front of him was quite prestigious in the commune, though, and the director of the commune has little respect for him.His father was able to use help to put him in school because the teacher was a man with a tail between his legs a few years ago., Many farms had scholars who had been demoted to reform.

In the past two years, the atmosphere has gradually changed, the high school that previously suspended classes has resumed classes, he is not qualified to pat the old principal's desk, and even snap at him.

But this tone could not be spoken, always making Wang Fangfang's heart ache from anger.

If he doesn't go to class, he doesn't go to class. When he was willing to teach those annoying little kids, however, he would be paid if he didn't go to class. He happily sat in the office all day.

So Wang Fangfang returned to his seat angrily.