Grandpa went with his grandson, who led the way to Teacher Kong's dormitory.
Teacher Kong was preparing lessons at the table with the shade lamp on. When he saw Ye Wufu bringing an old man, he put down the armchair he was carrying. He guessed it was his grandfather, but he was not sure, so he asked, "Are you classmate Ye Wufu?" Who?
I am his grandfather Ye Wenliang. I took him out of the juvenile labor camp this morning. I felt it was better to send him to school, otherwise the embryo would be wasted outside and his life would be ruined. Then he pointed to the wooden armchair that he had put down just now and said, Teacher Kong, you care about my grandson very much. According to my wife, you even went to my house specifically for my grandson, who was unlucky and had committed a crime. I was not at home that day. Really neglected.
Kong Zongru pushed the textbook for a while and smiled bitterly. This was because he had difficulties. On the day Ye Wufu was arrested and sent to the Children's Labor Camp, the school made the decision to expel Ye Wufu.
He was embarrassed to tell Ye Wenliang, so he took out a red-headed document from the folder hanging on the wall and showed it to the old man. A row of printed bold letters about Ma'anling Primary School's decision to expel Ye Wufu for the semester came into view. The following The main text is, of course, official document-style formulas such as the reasons for the crime and serious criticism of his bad behavior and moral corruption.
Ye Wenliang didn't look at it much, and quickly put down the document he was holding. He asked Teacher Kong sadly, if there is any way to remedy it?
The files have all been downloaded and it’s hard to handle. Kong Zongru looked embarrassed, then pointed at the wooden armchair and said, "Move it back!" Daddy Ye, I'm afraid I can't help you.
Forget it, I'll give this wooden armchair to you. After all, you have been Taketomi's teacher. Besides, this thing is not worth much. The old man spoke frankly.
Then he took Ye Wufu's hand and was about to leave. Kong Zongru suddenly stopped him and whispered, "Daddy Ye, I suggest you give this wooden armchair to Principal Jin. I will tell him about your grandson. As for whether it will work." If it works, then I'm not sure.
I don’t know Principal Jin, how can I give it away? Besides, I don’t know if he wants this worthless thing.
You can try.
Teacher Kong, please lead the way with me!
Teacher Kong Zongru walked out of the dormitory and took a look in the corridor. He turned around and said to Ye Wenliang, who was carrying the wooden armchair, "Daddy Ye, unfortunately, you see that Principal Jin's dormitory in the opposite corridor is dark. He may not be in school." Ye Wenliang put down the wooden armchair and said, I will bring my grandson to you tomorrow, and I need your help in this matter.
That's all. You and your grandson will go back first. Kong Zongru said as he sent them out of the school gate. Looking at the two figures, one tall and one short, disappearing into the night, he felt a sense of loss.
Did he even think that the school's disciplinary decision was too hasty? Shouldn't classmate Ye Wufu, who originally needed education and rescue, be ruthlessly pushed into society? He is still so young, and depriving him of his right to education at such a young age may ruin his life. This issue is worthy of reflection by the school.
In the early morning of the next day, before the school bell rang, Kong Zongru heard slight footsteps outside the door. He got up, opened the window and looked out. It was Ye Wenliang, his grandfather and grandson who had been here last night. Ye Wenliang smiled and said to him, Teacher Kong is disturbing you.
It doesn't matter. Kong Zongru said, quickly put on his clothes and opened the door to invite Ye Wenliang's grandfather and grandson into the house. Then he closed the door and glanced at Ye Wufu, who was carrying his schoolbag as usual, as if nothing had happened, and then said to Ye Wenliang:
Not long after you left last night, Principal Jin came back. I specifically told him about Ye Wufu’s wish to continue schooling. He initially disagreed, saying that expelling Ye Wufu was a decision made by the school committee. How could he do it casually? Cancellation, doesn't this seem too serious?
But I didn't give up. I pestered Principal Jin for a while and even went on the line to say that classmate Ye Wufu was still young. Although he was wrong, he had been punished and educated and showed remorse. If the school kicked him Being kicked out of the school is tantamount to kicking the school's problems to the society. This is an irresponsible attitude.
Specifically for student Ye Wufu, if he did not receive education at the age where he should receive education, what would be the consequences? He became illiterate and became a hooligan, and the school became a booster for him to accelerate his deterioration. It can be said that it truly ruined the life of classmate Ye Wufu.
Principal Jin pondered for a moment, maybe thinking that what I said made some sense, and finally told me that expelling Ye Wufu from school was a decision of the school committee that could not be revoked for the time being. Since he still wants to go to school, which is legitimate, let him stay in your class and see how he behaves. We are now at the end of the semester. If he continues to behave well and does not commit any crimes, it will not be too late to revoke the disciplinary decision, what do you think? I said yes. I also specially moved the wooden armchair you sent last night from my dormitory to give it to him.
After hearing what Kong Zongru said, Ye Wenliang glanced into his dormitory and found that the wooden armchair was missing. He said excitedly, Teacher Kong, thank you! You are truly worthy of being a descendant of Confucius. You have put into practice Confucius' idea of "there is no distinction between education and distinction". You are so benevolent and righteous! It is hard to find such a good teacher nowadays. I am lucky that my grandson Ye Wufu found you, a good and helpful teacher.
Daddy Ye, if you want to say that I am good, I am not considered good, and you are overestimating me. You don't need to thank me, you should thank Principal Jin, he is better than me. When Kong Zongru said this, he heard the school bell ringing for early morning exercises. After the bell rang, he continued:
The reason why I say President Jin is good is because he handles problems with a rigorous attitude, appropriate methods, and is public-spirited.
Just say that I gave it to him on your behalf as a reward for the wooden armchair you moved, but he didn’t want it. He asked me to move it to the school office and said that if the teachers are tired from preparing for lessons, they can take turns leaning on the wooden armchair. Wouldn't it be better to take a break?
As for Principal Jin not immediately revoking the decision to expel your grandson from school, but allowing your grandson to continue attending school, you should understand his approach.
Teacher Kong, I understand, and I thank Principal Jin from the bottom of my heart. In doing so, he not only safeguarded the authority of the school's resolution, but also safeguarded my grandson's right to continue receiving school-age education. This is really awesome! Ye Wenliang raised his thumb as he spoke.
Kong Zongru said nothing more to Ye Wenliang, but said to Ye Wufu, who was standing next to him with his schoolbag on his back, "You always go to the classroom and sit in your original seat. I was going to adjust the seat today, but fortunately it has not been adjusted yet."
Why don't you thank Teacher Kong? Ye Wenliang saw that his grandson was silent, with his head slightly lowered, and his face became dull, so he taught him to speak to him in a good manner.
Before Ye Wufu could speak, Kong Zongru said, "You're welcome." Ye Wenliang nodded to Kong Zongru and took his grandson out of his dormitory and into the corridor. They were about to separate.
Ye Wenliang told his grandson, you must strive for success! If Teacher Kong hadn't spoken for you and tried to get the principal's permission, you wouldn't have been able to go to school, you know?
Ye Wufu nodded and walked straight to the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar Class 6 (2) classroom. Because he arrived early and there was no one inside, he still sat in the left seat of the fourth row of the original three groups and opened the drawer. I was about to put my schoolbag in, but I found a thick stack of math homework books in the drawer. This should be handed over to the math teacher for correction by Ooko, a member of the study group in the class. Why is it placed here? Even if you put it, it should be placed in the desk drawer in front of your seat at the end of the second row.
Ye Wufu was confused at first, and then thought that Ouko might have occupied this seat, which made him a little angry. He quickly cleared out a pile of math homework from the drawer and put it on the table. Normally, he would have said obscenities. He cursed a few words and even found Weizi to complain for a while, but now he didn't dare. He felt that he had been punished by the school and was a broken man. He had to be honest and endure it even if he was suppressed.
