The principal stepped forward and pulled Xu Li back and said to Xu Li's mother: "Xu Li's mother, as long as you agree to Xu Li continuing to go to school, I will figure out a way to deal with the tuition fees. I know your family is in difficulty. I can apply to the Education Bureau for exemption." For Xu Li’s tuition, you can also call on your classmates to donate to you.”
"Donate?" Xu Li's mother's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes, everyone knows your family situation. Xu Li's father is gone and her grandma is paralyzed in bed. She really needs help. We can apply for donations." The principal adjusted his glasses and said.
At this time, Xu Li's mother let go of Xu Li's hand, rolled her eyes, and said with a weak and pretentious look: "Then if the school is willing to help us orphans and widows, I will definitely thank you principal."
"Nizi, hurry up and kneel down to the principal. You can go to school." Xu Li was pressed by her mother to kneel down to the principal.
The principal quickly helped him up and said, "Don't be like this. Let the child go to class quickly."
Xu Li's mother smiled coquettishly: "Okay, then Nizi, go to class quickly."
Xu Li glanced at her mother suspiciously. Seeing the loving smile on her face, it seemed that she was not joking, so she hurried to the classroom.
The other students also dispersed.
Xu Li's mother came up to the principal and said, "Principal, don't forget about the donation."
The principal nodded helplessly, waved his hand to her, and told her to get out quickly.
Seeing Cheng Xiang, he smiled helplessly: "Is Teacher Cheng here?"
Cheng Xiang nodded in response.
"Go to class quickly." The principal turned around and walked away, walking a little unsteadily.
For today’s fourth to sixth grade class, Cheng Xiang chose the song “Farewell”.
The older children are indeed more obedient than the little ones in the lower grades.
It's very quiet, no noise, and I study very seriously.
Zhou Tianxing sat quietly below. When Cheng wanted to look at him, he always lowered his head in shame.
But at this moment, he sat down and finally saw Zhou Yang's shining mother standing on the podium, his sister-in-law.
Cheng Xiang noticed that Xu Li was sitting beside the bed, very quiet, with sadness in her eyebrows.
The little girl has pretty features but is a little thin. How could she not be sad? How much preference does a rural girl need to get to continue studying?
Girls are nothing more than the support of a family, because they will eventually get married, and no matter how well-trained they are, they are still someone else's. It is better to go home and do some farm work, or do some small jobs to supplement the family income. In the future, you can find someone to marry, and you can give the man a small gift, which is also reserved for your younger brother.
This is the tragedy of the times. In the countryside of this era, no one cares too much about the education of children. Even if you are Zhongyong, you will be buried in the loess and escape from the days when your face will be turned to the loess and your back to the sky.
Xu Li was lucky to meet the principal.
Cheng Xiang just sighed. In this environment, there was nothing anyone could do.
Sure enough, the next day the principal summoned all the teachers to the school to discuss donations.
Cheng wanted to get the notice and also went to school.
In this era, everyone is living a tight life and living a tight life. They would like to break a penny in half and spend it. Who is willing to give it to others for nothing.
There are also occasional donations to the school, sometimes as a result of tasks assigned by the superiors.
Which hero has died, or whose family is seriously ill, please donate.
There were many names, but due to the pressure from the leadership, I had to make a symbolic donation. In fact, no one knew where the money went.
The principal sat on it and said helplessly: "Everyone knows about Xu Li's situation. The child studies very hard and works very hard. There will definitely be no problem in getting admitted to the town's junior high school this year. The child's future cannot be delayed just because of a little tuition. I suggest everyone lend a hand. , help the children, and mobilize the students in each class when we go back to do our best. It is also a good tradition of our school to help each other, right?"
The principal spoke with such sincerity that everyone remained silent.
The principal said something sincerely, then stood up and put 10 yuan into the donation box.
The principal set an example, and everyone was too embarrassed to push the blame anymore. Teacher Xin stood up first and donated 5 yuan.
Several other teachers also put money into the donation box one after another.
But basically it’s one piece or two pieces.
Cheng Xiang looked at it for a while, then stood up and put two dollars into the donation box.
Just as I was about to return to my seat, I heard a sharp girl behind me say: "Hey, you are so rich and only donate two yuan? You are really stingy."
Cheng Xiang looked back and saw a short female teacher, who looked to be in her 20s, with two braids, looking at Cheng Xiang with disdain.
"Are you talking about me?" Cheng Xiang asked calmly.
The female teacher curled her lips and said, "Yes, aren't you the daughter-in-law of the director of the Zhoujia Village Breeding Factory? Your family is so rich, why don't you donate more?"
"Does it have anything to do with you how much I donate?" Cheng Xiang looked at her coldly.
"Of course it has nothing to do with me, but did the principal say, if you have money, give more, if you don't have money, give less? Why can't you donate more if you have money, pick and choose, and show your style and be more kind?" The female teacher touched Wearing two pigtails, he looked like he was speaking out for justice.
Cheng Xiang raised his eyebrows and looked at her and said, "How much do you think I should donate?"
The female teacher looked at Cheng and thought: "Your clothes alone are worth a lot of money, right? You are so rich, you have to donate at least 10 yuan. Teacher Xin also donated 5 yuan."
Cheng Xiang sneered: "You are so loud, you must not be short of money. I wonder why you only donated 50 cents just now?
Why are you here to tell me what to do? My family has money, but it is all earned through hard work and not brought by strong winds.
If your family's money came from the strong wind and you donated it all, I would definitely respect you. "
Cheng Xiang looked at her coldly and wanted to kidnap me morally? Damn, I can't beat you to death.
The female teacher was exposed, and her face turned red with anger, "You...you..."
The principal came over and said, "Okay, don't argue. It's everyone's wish. It doesn't matter how much."
The female teacher angrily shook her braids and walked out.
The principal asked the head teachers of each class to go back to the classroom to mobilize students for donations.
Other teachers also left.
Xin Chen walked up to Cheng Xiang and said, "Don't mind, that's what Teacher Zhang said."
Cheng Xiang shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, but she seems to be very malicious to me."
Xin Chen smiled and said, "Originally, she taught several classes of music classes, which were somewhat subsidized. You came here and took away her class. Maybe you have some objections in your heart."
I see.
Xin Chen chuckled and said, "I also thought you would donate a lot."
Cheng Xiang asked in confusion: "Why?"
Xin Chen smiled and joked: "You are rich."
Cheng Xiang smiled, then sighed and said: "Xu Li is indeed worthy of sympathy, and the principal is worthy of support, but when it comes to donating money, it also depends on whether it can really help the recipient."
Xin Chen's face darkened and he said: "The principal went to the Education Bureau yesterday to apply for Xu Li's tuition exemption, but the Education Bureau rejected it. They said there are so many poor students, and once they open the door, it will be difficult to deal with."
"What should we do? This small donation won't make much difference." Cheng wanted to ask.
"The principal is very optimistic about the child Xu Li. This child is very outstanding in Chinese, especially her composition is very good. The principal has always thought that she is a talented person. I guess the principal will pay for Xu Li's tuition himself." Xin Chenxuan Said slowly.
"Huh?" Cheng Xiang didn't expect that the principal would be so talented, and she was a girl.
"Actually, I don't donate because I think Xu Li's mother favors sons over daughters, and since her husband died unexpectedly and there was compensation, it's impossible for her to have no money to pay for her children's tuition.
These donations were given to her mother, and ultimately her brother, and would not be used on Xu Li at all. "Cheng Xiang said indifferently.
Xin Chen nodded in approval. This is true, but this is a bad habit in the countryside. It is difficult for outsiders to change and interfere with it.
Cheng Xiang stretched and said, "Donate. Donating is a matter of affection. Not donating is a duty. No one can force it, right?"
Teacher Xin smiled and nodded.
Outside the door, a little girl was holding a stack of homework books in her hand, her face was ashen and her fingers were trembling.
