Sifu sent people home and came to Zhou's house happily. He also honked the horn twice at the door, for fear that others would not know that he was coming.
As a result, no one came out after pressing for a long time, so he frowned and got out of the car.
I thought to myself, is that child still having trouble?
Yes, it was Sisi's fault that Sisi stole money and harmed her before. They blamed her, but it has been so long.
No matter how angry you are, it will dissipate, right?
As soon as Sifu got out of the car, he heard the sound of the door opening.
He straightened his suit and stepped forward.
"Niannian..."
Before a word was spoken, a middle-aged woman opened the iron door and asked doubtfully: "Who are you looking for?"
After saying that, she looked at him in surprise: "Is it you?"
Sifu was also confused: "Who are you?"
Aunt Zhang still remembers this man as Si Nian's adoptive father.
When Si Nian and Zhou Yueshen were getting married, the other party came once, arrogant and arrogant.
Anyway, she doesn't have a good impression of this family.
"I'm from next door. I'm here to help the Zhou family clean the house. Do you have anything?"
Si Fu said: "I came to see Nian Nian for something."
But I thought to myself, this adopted daughter is living a comfortable life now, and she even hires someone to clean the house.
When the Si family invites people to cook, they have to think carefully.
"Forget it, I'll go in by myself."
"Wait a minute." Aunt Zhang stopped him and said, "Nian Nian isn't at home, so there's no point in going in."
"What?" Sifu was stunned for a moment: "You're not at home, where have you been?"
Aunt Zhang also looked at him outrageously: "Don't you miss your adoptive father? Don't you know that their family has moved away?"
When Si's father looked at her like this, his heart felt blocked, "I, of course I am her adoptive father! She is the child I have seen since childhood."
Aunt Zhang looked suspicious.
Although Si Nian smiled at this person at the last wedding, she always felt that the relationship was not good.
So he said perfunctorily: "Then they have all moved away for a long time. I heard that Nian Nian is going to the city to become a teacher. Didn't they tell you?"
When Sifu heard this, he felt even more uncomfortable.
Liu Dongdong told him about becoming a teacher.
Si Nian didn't say anything either.
Not to mention moving away.
"Where did she move to?"
Aunt Zhang shook her head: "I don't know, I didn't ask."
Hearing this, Sifu's face turned even darker.
The rental car came all the way and cost so much gas.
The trip turned out to be in vain.
Not to mention how frustrated he was.
**
Si Nian didn't know about Sifu's visit to her. After getting to know him at home for a few days, she went to school to report.
School was about to start, and as a freshman teacher, of course she had to prepare in advance.
I first went to the deputy director to get started, and then got the textbooks in advance.
She hasn't scheduled her classes for the day yet, but they won't be many.
Originally, the deputy director planned to let her teach grades one, two, and three.
But considering Si Nian’s level, it’s too humiliating.
So I was transferred to the fourth or fifth grade.
After all, these grades are more important.
If you have a good admission rate, you can also get bonuses.
Relatively speaking, the pressure is also great.
To be honest, Si Nian didn't like being surrounded by a group of little guys who were not very sensible.
Having three in the house is tiring enough.
Those in fourth and fifth grade are a little older and know they are afraid of teachers.
So she had no objections and agreed.
Then he took the youngest and youngest to go through the admission procedures.
The two children were a little reserved when they moved to a new school.
The new school is not the small, boxy house in their village.
A real big house.
It is four or five stories high, with many classrooms on each floor.
I heard that there are quite a lot of students in this school, with forty or fifty people in one class.
In their elementary school, there were at most twenty people in a class.
There are only more than a hundred students in the entire school.
However, this elementary school has thousands.
Also wear school uniform.
There are various expenses.
Although there are discounted quotas for tuition fees, other expenses are quite difficult.
The average family simply cannot afford it.
Fortunately, Si Nian had the money given by Zhou Yueshen. At the end of the day, she had to admit why she called her child a gold-eating beast in the future.
Not to mention she has three more.
Fortunately, Yaoyao is still young.
After completing the formalities, we have to take the little boss to the director for assessment.
Originally, Si Nian thought that just asking a few questions would be enough.
Who knew there was even a test paper coming out.
The eldest son will be in fourth grade this year and said that this test paper can determine the class he will be placed in.
Such a school naturally has an obvious class system.
Classes are divided very strictly based on scores.
What elite class, ordinary class.
Sure enough, no matter what era, they are always so curly.
Si Nian was afraid that Zhou Zedong would be frightened and act abnormally. He comforted him and said, "It's okay. Don't be nervous. Fill it in slowly. It doesn't matter what class you are assigned to."
Zhou Zedong looked up at her.
Si Nian looked a little nervous in his eyes.
He was startled.
He smiled and said, "Mom, I'm not nervous at all."
Of course he is not nervous. Zhou Zedong has discovered since he was a child that he is different from others and he is not afraid of anything he does.
He is only afraid of women.
He doesn't look down upon outsiders, so how can he be afraid of them?
But his mother was more nervous than he was.
My mother must also be afraid that she will feel uncomfortable if she doesn't perform well.
But Zhou Zedong doesn't know that. Whatever he does, he must do it to the best of his ability.
He just heard the director say that his mother taught elite classes.
If I enter the regular class, my mother will be embarrassed.
He lowered his eyes.
The director looked at him one more time.
When the little boy on the side heard what Si Nian said, he thought his brother was scared.
In fact, he was also very scared. He had never been to such a big school.
The younger brother looks cheerful, but he is also very afraid of being looked down upon.
So he mustered up the courage to step forward, took Zhou Zedong's hand and said, "Brother, don't be afraid. Even if you enter the regular class, I will still be with you."
That's right, the little boy's grades can only make him enter an ordinary class.
He doesn't care about this, as long as he can study.
But his brother is different.
His brother has always been the best at school.
If he entered the ordinary class like himself, the proud brother would definitely not be able to bear it.
At this time, he needs his caring and kind brother to comfort him.
This is his important responsibility as a younger brother.
Zhou Zedong glanced at him, looked away, walked to the small table and started writing with a pen.
Sorry brother, I don't plan to be in the regular class like you.
His hands were moving, his fingers were a little rough, and there were old wounds on his knuckles, as if frostbite had not yet recovered. The skin is also dark, and the director can tell at a glance that this child has endured hardship.
He had heard about Si Nian from Sister Chen before, but he didn't quite believe it.
Seeing these two children, he really believed it.
However, although there is a chance of priority when becoming a teacher, he does not accept everyone.
After all, this is about the school.
He couldn't just stuff people in either.
This test paper was from his previous third grade exam.
Not only mathematics and Chinese, but also English.
Of course, he heard that he was from the countryside and didn't expect the other party to speak English.
He thought that as long as the other party was better at math and Chinese, he would arrange a better class, which would be worthy of Si Nian.
Thinking this way, the deputy director was not in a hurry.
I chatted with Si Nian about some things that need to be done after joining the job, and the procedures for enrolling new students at that time, etc.
As a result, before he finished drinking a cup of tea, he suddenly saw the other party standing up.
He was stunned for a moment, wondering if he couldn't write it?
Also, even if Sinian has a letter of recommendation from his previous teacher, rural education is lagging behind. Even if he has good grades in the countryside, he may only be considered average when he comes to the city.
And the questions will be more difficult.
It's normal that he can't write it.
"Can't write it?" He coughed and comforted: "It doesn't matter. Even in ordinary classes, the teaching in our school is very good. It's better than the special classes in other schools..."
"No." Zhou Zedong interrupted him before he finished speaking, and said calmly: "I've finished writing."
