Osmanthus said: "Is there a thief in the school?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "It shouldn't be the case. It's just that the amount of rice consumed for cooking every day has increased, so it has bottomed out quickly."
"So, the students' appetite has increased?" Guihua asked.
Dayun said: "This doesn't make sense, does it? I used to beat less rice than this, but I always had some leftovers to eat. During this great famine, there is enough to eat every day in the school, and they never go hungry."
Gui Hua said: "But I see that many students eat two or three bowls recently, and their appetites seem to have increased a lot,"
"Qing'er asked us to keep the students well fed, so the amount of rice we put into the pot has increased. It's normal for us to eat less."
Listening to Guihua and Dayun discussing this matter, Yang Ruoqing looked around.
First, rule out the possibility of being stolen.
"There is a famine now. Students go to school after school in the evening. Maybe many people go to bed without having dinner." Yang Ruoqing said.
"They have been hungry all night, and they are still growing. It is not unusual for them to eat more in the school at noon." She added.
"Please pay attention later. It doesn't matter how many times they come over to refill the food. As long as they eat it themselves and don't waste the food."
Guihua and Dayun both nodded, "Yes, we will pay attention."
…
After the students finished their morning reading class for half an hour, Damo went to the corridor over there and struck a few times on a big bell hanging there.
Three short and one long, this is the bell ringing for the end of get out of class. Soon, students from all classes filed out of the classroom, each holding a bowl they brought from home, from the small class to the large class, One after another, two people lined up to go to the kitchen to get food.
At the front of the team, Yang Ruoqing spotted Luo Baobao and several other students from the small class who were the latest to enter the school this year.
Luo Baobao, Dazhi, Huahua Xiuxiu, Mianmian Dabai and other children were also at the front of the team.
Each little guy held a pair of bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and they stood in line, laughing and talking, and after a while, they raised their hands to make a few gestures with each other.
Yang Ruoqing stood at the kitchen window and watched secretly, watching how Luo Baobao and Dazhi got along with their friends when she was not present.
Everyone has their own personality and their own way of communicating.
Yang Ruoqing will only guide the children in basic etiquette in dealing with others, but will never regulate them in the way she interacts with others.
They will have a way of interacting that suits them, as long as they feel comfortable and happy, that's fine.
At this moment, she watched it with gusto, feeling that this child had one side in front of her, and another side when he was with his friends.
Really grown up!
Yang Ruoqing was filled with joy. As her eyes turned, Yang Ruoqing suddenly noticed something.
She squinted her eyes and locked her eyes on the boy who had just made porridge and got steamed buns.
That was Bingbing, the son of Zhou Sheng and Fengzhi's family, who was in the same class as Luo Baobao. The two of them used to fight and beat each other to a bloody head.
Yang Ruoqing had a feeling that Bingbing's expression and behavior were a bit abnormal.
So, Yang Ruoqing bypassed the crowd and followed quietly.
Bingbing held the bowl of beaten porridge and grabbed two steamed buns in his other hand, walking quickly towards the wall on one side of the school.
As he walked, he turned around and looked behind him to make sure no one was coming this way. He quickly squatted under the corner and pulled away a clump of weeds under the corner.
At this time, Yang Ruoqing discovered that there was a small hole under the corner.
To be precise, this small hole is not a hole. It should be that a stone in the middle of the courtyard wall was loosened and then removed, revealing a hole as big as an adult's hand.
Bingbing put his face against the hole and called out twice: "Mother! Mother!"
Soon, Fengzhi's voice came from the hole in the wall, "Mom is here, mother is here, please keep your voice down!"
Bingbing said: "Mom, I got the steamed buns. This one is a white-flour sorghum bun and a corn bun."
Fengzhi said: "Okay, give me the two steamed buns, and you can eat the porridge by yourself. If you are not full, go to the kitchen and say a few more good words to Guihua and Aunt Dayun. It is best to shed a few tears and let them know." They'll make up two more steamed buns for you."
While the mother and mother were talking, Bingbing had already given two steamed buns to Fengzhi from the hole in the wall.
"Go back quickly and don't tell others. Mom will come here again at noon. Remember to be smart!" Fengzhi warned again.
Bingbing nodded, "I understand, then I'll go back first."
Then he covered the wall hole again, quickly turned around, looked around, and ran away with the porridge bowl.
Bingbing ran back to the kitchen and went to beg Guihua and Dayun.
Osmanthus couldn't bear to see Bingbing's pitiful look, and remembered what Yang Ruoqing told her not to let the children go hungry. As long as the food was not wasted, they must be fed.
So Guihua took two more steamed buns and gave them to Bingbing, and Bingbing ran away happily.
Next, Yang Ruoqing discovered some strange behaviors of some children.
For example, stuff it into your clothes, hide it in your schoolbag...
Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood why Dayun said that the children's appetite had increased a lot during this period. No wonder, it turned out that there were parents eating with them.
Yang Ruoqing found Osmanthus fragrans and Dayun and told them what she had discovered. They were both so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.
Compared to Guihua's gentle temper, Dayun's temper is a bit more violent.
"Do these people still want to show some respect? Are they even thinking about this?"
"If it were me, the child would not be hungry after all. I would be happy even if I starve to death. How can this be done?"
"No wonder the rice in this rice vat fell so fast. After a long time, there were so many mouths eating together. They even stole things and ruined the children!" Dayun said angrily.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, she had indeed taught the child bad things.
Opportunistic, stealing needles at the age of three, stealing cattle at the age of eight, and when they grow up, they will be like Chen Hu and Chen Xiong.
"Qing'er, think of a way. If we continue like this, our school will have to eat dozens of kilograms of rice and wheat flour a day, which is a big burden!" Guihua said.
"The method is simple. Ask Qing'er to talk to Yongxian and his two gentlemen, and ask them to open it up in the class and warn the students. Anyone who sneaks it home again will be kicked out of the school and will not be allowed to study!"
Yang Ruoqing waved her hand and said, "Don't do this yet. We can't expel students easily unless we have to, because many students are forced to do so by their families."
"What should we do?" Dayun asked, "We can't pretend not to know, right?"
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this for now and explain it clearly to the students later during lunch. Due to the severe famine, there is a shortage of rice and food. During this period, the school will have to cook rice based on head count."
