He could also see clearly that Han Tingting's surname was Han and she was from his own family. There is no hope for his son anymore. If his granddaughter is promising, she can definitely recruit a new wife in the future, and he will also have someone to support him in his old age.
So how many fools are there in the world? I guess the only one who is really stupid is the former Han Tingting and now Tan You. But it doesn't matter, Tan You will grow up slowly.
In addition to going to school to check on Tan You's grades, Han Cunming also wanted to take Tan You's luggage back. It's definitely not possible to rely on Tan You alone.
Naturally, their first stop was to go to the accommodation institution. The accommodation institution was very busy, and most of them were parents helping their children pack their luggage. Almost all parents know about Han Tingting's reputation. As soon as they see Han Cunming, they pull him over and praise him for his ability to raise children.
"Uncle Han, you are really good at raising your granddaughter. Your Tingting's grades are very good now."
"I heard from my children that Tingting used to be the last in the class, but in the past two months, she suddenly became serious about it, and now she is ranked first in her grade."
"It's amazing. I heard that she studied at night with those girls in the third grade of junior high school. She worked so hard. Is it true?"
"If my child works so hard, I'll sell everything so that she can continue to study!"
"Really? What would such a young child do if he doesn't study? And Han Tingting's grades are so good."
Listening to the parents' praise, Han Cunming was stunned. First in grade? Could it be that I made a mistake? Wasn't Han Tingting always at the bottom of his grade? Why are you first in grade?
Han Cunming was quite stable. He didn't ask on the spot. Anyway, he would know the results soon after he saw them. But for more than half an hour while packing his luggage, all Han Cunming heard was everyone's praise for Han Tingting.
Especially the boss lady: "Your Han Tingting will definitely have a big future! Everyone else wants to go out to play, but she studies as soon as she comes back. She studies at twelve o'clock every night."
"I'm usually very well-behaved and very steady in my work! You have to train me well."
Han Cunming nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, as long as she can learn well, I will definitely continue to support her study."
The landlady thought for a moment and suddenly pulled Han Cunming aside: "My cousin is the dean of high school. I told him about Han Tingting's situation once. He had seen Han Tingting's transcript and said that if her grades remained like this If so, there is a high probability of receiving scholarship subsidies from the school."
"Xu and miscellaneous fees are free of charge, and the school will also provide living expenses every month. Of course, the premise is that Han Tingting's grades have always been so good."
"I will work hard to get this quota." Tan You suddenly said. She was vaguely aware of this matter, but after getting the right words from the landlady, Tan You even remembered it in her heart.
The boss lady smiled: "As long as you work hard, you can definitely do it."
Han Cunming also kept this incident in mind. If his granddaughter really gets this scholarship, she will definitely be able to continue in high school. If she really gets admitted to college, let's talk about it then.
After thinking wildly all the way to class, Tan You didn't change her seat after coming to this world, still sitting in the last row. Everyone else had tablemates, but she had a table by herself.
Han Cunming sat on her small stool: "Are you still sitting in the last row? Don't all good students sit in the front?"
Tan You was busy wiping the table: "If you don't get along with others, you don't have anything to say. It's fine to sit alone."
Han Cunming didn't say much. He was just a very ordinary rural old man. He was not good at dealing with classmates' relationships and so on. Han Cunming himself was not very popular in the village, and he really had nothing to teach his granddaughter.
The classroom was very lively today, and many parents came. It's the end of the semester, and parents always need to know something about their children's grades. Of course, almost all the people who come here are grandparents, and there are also parents, but there are relatively few.
Han Cunming doesn't talk to others, but parents come to him. Especially after knowing that he is Han Tingting's grandfather, the parents around him ask him for his education experience.
Han Cunming stammered: "She...she is just self-conscious. I can't help her at ordinary times. Anyway, I just study when I go back."
“I used to think about watching TV and going out to play, but now I don’t do anything except study.”
One parent was confused: "You still study when you go home during the holidays? Why don't you make up for your sleep when you go back?"
Han Cunming thought of how his granddaughter would light a lamp and boil oil when she went home on Saturday: "Well, when I woke up at night, she was still studying, and she would get up at six o'clock every day on Sundays, and she never slept in."
A father slapped his son on the head: "Did you hear that? This is hard work!"
The boy made a grimace: "I heard it, I heard it, Dad, I can't learn from Han Tingting like this."
Dad: "As long as you can't die in learning, learn to death! A little girl can do it, but you, a grown-up boy, can't do it? From today on, you will also learn at twelve o'clock every night!"
Han Cunming, who had unintentionally cheated these students, fell silent. Did he say something that he shouldn't have said?
At around nine o'clock, Wang Lanfeng came in with the score sheet. As soon as she came in, the classroom became quiet. Tan You stood beside Han Cunming, leaning her back against the wall. She looked at Wang Lanfeng with very calm eyes.
She seemed to be born with very indifferent emotions. Even if Wang Lanfeng had such thoughts, she would not have much ill feelings towards Wang Lanfeng. Maybe it’s because I’m not Han Tingting, so I can’t empathize?
There are many students standing at the back of the classroom. Each student only has one stool. If the parents sit down, they can only stand. A boy who often had problems with Tan Youqingjiao nudged her elbow: "Lao Wang is looking at you first. I guess you did very well in the exam this time."
"Remove the word estimate." A girl next to her whispered: "Ever since Tingting got first place in the exam, she has never fallen from first place. She will definitely be first this time."
Tan You was very calm: "I don't know, let's wait until the results are announced."
Wang Lanfeng was indeed in a good mood. She placed the quality evaluation sheet and score sheet on the podium, looked at the parents below one by one, and paused when she saw Han Cunming.
"This final exam is a city-wide joint exam. The exam is very difficult, and some students' results are not ideal." She said and gasped: "But there is a student in our class who performed particularly well."
The boy on Tan You's right murmured: "Is that you?"
The girl on Tan You’s left: “It must be Tingting!”
Sure enough, Wang Lanfeng started talking again: "Han Tingting, a student in my class, ranked ninth in the city in the city's joint examination, and was also the first in the second grade of junior high school."
