Brother Chen and others had been waiting there early.
Brother Chen had his hands in his trouser pockets. Although he was fourteen or fifteen years old, his clothes were sloppy and his face was tanned, but he was very strong and could hit people with great force.
His two brothers were named Fei Fat and Xiangzi.
One year younger than him, only thirteen years old.
The two of them are not big, one has a long face and the other has a round face. A round face means fat.
Except for Brother Chen who wanted to calm down, both of them were a little uneasy.
It always felt weird to listen to a child who was a few years younger than them.
But Brother Chen didn’t know what was wrong.
It was obvious that he was the person who was most opposed to being wary of yesterday.
But today he suddenly decided to follow him.
The two of them had no idea, so they followed.
"Hey, we helped you. Is what you said yesterday about doing business true or false?"
Brother Chen held a crumpled cigarette in his mouth and looked at Zhou Zedong casually.
There is a feeling of pretentious maturity.
Zhou Zedong didn't seem too surprised by his change of attitude, and still said calmly: "Of course it's true."
Ever since that day when Teacher Xu asked him in front of the whole class, "Do you know how much this copybook costs?" Zhou Zedong had the idea of making money on his own.
This is not a rural area. After observing for a while, he found that there are business opportunities everywhere.
But I still have to go to school, so I can't do business to make money.
He said: "There are many vendors selling snacks in front of our school, and the business is very good."
This is what he notices first.
At first it was my younger brother who always clamored to eat those things.
Zhou Zedong suddenly realized that the primary school here was different from his primary school. There were various snacks selling at the entrance of the primary school here.
They are all sold by older people.
Moreover, students here have pocket money, and every time get out of class is over, the stalls are crowded.
When business is good, you can make one dollar in ten minutes.
And Brother Chen and the others are working tirelessly here picking up garbage, and they can't even pick up a dollar a day.
"You don't want us to sell snacks, do you?" Brother Chen was stunned, "We don't know how to do anything."
Zhou Zedong said: "I can."
He is now learning to cook from his mother and can cook a lot of things.
Especially the egg-filled pancakes, my brother can eat three in the morning.
And the method is also very simple.
Zhou Zedong used to think that his mother's good cooking skills were all learned in the city.
Later, when he came to the city, he found that this was not the case.
There are people selling egg-filled pancakes, but the ones they make are not as delicious as my mother’s.
It’s also very expensive.
It’s only fifteen cents each.
They are at the school gate. If they are cheaper, they cost ten cents each, and ten of them can be sold for one dollar.
"I'll teach you how to do it, but you can't let my family know about it." Zhou Zedong said, "I saved a little money. This is a small business, so it should be enough."
Although he said it so simply, several people were still a little confused.
Because they have never done business.
However, they all agreed at this moment, and it was difficult to get off the horse for a while.
Anyway, they didn’t pay for it themselves, so they didn’t think much about it.
Zhou Zedong didn't say much to them. Anyway, he would only know whether it would work after doing something like this.
He didn't want to say anything unnecessary.
When I got home, Si Nian was cooking in the kitchen.
She has few classes in the afternoon and goes home early.
Every time I come back, I have just enough time to have dinner.
My sister is sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and drawing. She likes drawing more and more now. She paints with a paintbrush when she has nothing to do.
My mother said this can cultivate my sister's talent for painting.
He walked over, took out a White Rabbit toffee from his schoolbag, and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Brother~" Yaoyao chewed the candy in her mouth with her little teeth. When she saw him, she raised the painting in her hand to show him.
Zhou Zedong looked at it for a while and found that the painting was a little man with one missing tooth.
Well, that's right, it's his brother with missing teeth.
"Second brother~Leaking the wind~"
Yaoyao pointed to the place where Zhou Zehan's bared teeth leaked out.
Then he lowered his head and drew a tooth for him, "Second brother, there is no leakage~"
Zhou Zedong couldn't help but smile and touched her head.
If my younger brother saw it, he might be very angry.
He put his schoolbag on the sofa and was about to take out his homework when he saw several brand new copybooks on the table.
Zhou Zedong was stunned for a moment.
Si Nian walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes. Seeing him coming back, he smiled and said, "Xiaodong is back."
"Well, mom, this?" Zhou Zedong pointed to the copybook with a confused look in his eyes.
Si Nian glanced at the new copybook and paused.
Then he smiled and said: "Didn't you, Teacher Xu, laugh at our family for not being able to buy copybooks? Mom bought ten copies for you in one go. You can take them to school tomorrow and put them on the table to show Teacher Xu whether we can buy them or not." affordable."
In fact, it was Wu Renai who told her about this.
After she asked Wu Renai about Teacher Xu last time, Wu Renai might have noticed something was wrong, so she went to the class to ask her classmates what happened.
A child told me this.
Only then did Si Nian realize that the copybook was dirty and something like this was going on.
Although Teacher Xu has been punished now, and the school has given her compensation, because the little boy was beaten, even though it was just a little skin injury, the school was worried that the matter would become a big problem, so they chose to spend money to solve the problem.
There is no way to expel Teacher Xu because teachers hitting students happen too often.
It's impossible to fire her just because of something like this.
Not to mention, the parents of fourth-grade students are keeping an even closer eye.
In one year, the child will enter junior high school, and now is a critical moment.
Students will definitely not adapt to teaching if the teacher is changed.
In order for students to graduate normally and have a higher enrollment rate, it is impossible for the school to replace Teacher Xu.
There is no way, who makes the math she teaches always rank among the top three in the school?
This is also the reason why Teacher Xu dares to be so arrogant.
If it hadn't been for the report from the parents of the first-grade students and the sudden beating of Teacher Xu that alerted the police, she might not have apologized so quickly.
"Mom..." Zhou Zedong's eyes slowly opened wide: "Mom, do you know?"
Si Nian nodded: "Of course, you are my son, and your mother doesn't even know that you are being bullied, so am I still a qualified mother?"
In the future, there will be too many children experiencing school violence, and teachers will not dare to tell their parents about the situation.
The parents clearly noticed something was wrong, but did not take it seriously.
I even felt that the child was inexplicable.
But for children, this is also quite helpless.
They dare not say anything for fear of offending the teacher.
I am also afraid of causing trouble to my family.
In the eyes of parents, it is unreasonable.
In this era, there may not be such a thing as depression.
They just think this kid is weird.
I don't think this is a mental illness.
Si Nian felt that the reason why the little boss was unwilling to tell him might be that something happened not long after the previous dispute with Yuanyuan, and he was afraid that he would be angry, but he did not dare to cause trouble to himself.
That’s why I held it in myself.
But she wanted to use practical actions to tell him not to be afraid.
No matter what happens, she will stand behind him and support him.
Zhou Zedong's eyes heated up.
He lowered his head and blinked hard.
During dinner in the evening, Zhou Zedong went downstairs.
The school uniforms haven’t been changed yet.
The medal and big red flower pinned to the chest are particularly conspicuous.
The little boy came out with a big bowl of rice and saw it at a glance.
His eyes widened: "Brother? Why do you have an extra little red flower?"
Zhou Zedong coughed, glanced at Si Nian, and then said, "Our head teacher gave this to me today, saying that I am sensible."
As expected, Si Nian tilted his head and looked over.
Zhou Zedong straightened his chest.
The medals and small red flowers are very bright and beautiful on the white shirt.
"Is this a medal given to you by the police? Little boss is really amazing."
Si Nian praised: "I wrote a letter to my father in the evening and said that you have done something good and my father will be happy too."
The second child, holding a bowl of rice, looked at his eldest brother, and then at his empty chest, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Mom, I...if I hadn't come to the city, I would have had a little red flower."
Yes, all the head teachers in the countryside promised him.
It's a pity that he went into the city before he could get it.
Unexpectedly, before I even got the little red flowers from the countryside, my brother got the little red flowers from the city.
Can't catch up, can't catch up at all.
Si Nian felt a little funny when he heard this.
However, she felt a little pitiful when she saw the little brother's expression of envy of her brother, looking at him with eyes that he wished he could take off his clothes and touch his chest.
I touched the little guy's round head and wondered if Xiaohan had grown too fast. His face had become round.
"Otherwise, if you can get ten points better than the last time in the next exam, mom will reward you with a small red flower. If you do good deeds, mom will also reward you with a small red flower. If you have more than ten small red flowers, you can make a wish. How about ?”
Si Nian feels that reward-based teaching is most suitable for these two children.
There is motivation only when there are rewards.
If the little boy can't get one for a long time, he may feel discouraged and doubt himself.
In addition, the little boss is too good. Compared with this, it is false that he is not affected.
Now that the kids are still young, they may not think too much about it.
But in the novel, the relationship between the rebellious second brother and his elder brother is not good when he grows up.
Perhaps because of the same living environment, his brother became a scientific researcher, but he became a notorious gangster and felt inferior.
That's why the relationship between the two brothers gradually drifted apart.
Sure enough, when he heard this, the little boy's eyes lit up.
"Mom, mom, can you get the little red flower if you take ten more points?"
This is much simpler. In the past, teachers had to take the top three exams to get the little red flower.
To the little boy, that was simply a fantasy.
But if you make progress a little at a time, it might not be that hard.
Although the progress is not much each time, the number accumulated over time is quite surprising.
The little boy was happy, and the discomfort he felt just disappeared in an instant, and he started to eat happily while holding a bowl that was bigger than his face.
He was satisfied after eating two bowls of rice.
The little boy was thinking about doing good things and wished it would be tomorrow in the blink of an eye.
Start looking for targets early in the morning.
See who needs help.
However, when he walked to the school, he didn't find anyone who needed help.
The second child was very disappointed. Although his mother said that if he took the extra ten points, he would be rewarded with a little red flower, but who knows when the exam will take place.
In this case, when will I have ten little red flowers?
The eldest brother already has one. No, I can't lose to him.
The little boy immediately thought of another idea, which was to take the initiative to please the teacher.
He understood that teachers love children who take the initiative to learn. Students who raise their hands to answer questions every day will be praised by their teachers even if they get the answer wrong.
The little boy seemed to be enlightened. In the morning, when the Chinese teacher asked if anyone could recite "Quiet Night Thoughts", he had never raised his hand. Feng didn't care whether he could recite it, so he raised his hand first.
Sure enough, the teacher immediately looked at him and said, "This is the first time for Xiaohan to raise his hand. Everyone applauds for Xiaohan."
The classmates all like Zhou Zehan and think he is very funny and interesting, and he is different from other children.
He said that his family is also very powerful. He has 100,000 pigs.
He also said that when he was a child, he rode a pig to school.
Everyone was envious, and they all made an appointment to ride pigs at his house during the summer vacation.
And his brother is also very powerful. He is a hero who does good deeds and has been on stage.
The police officer and the principal asked them to learn from him.
The little boy sparkled in their eyes.
The little boy stood up, clasping his little hands behind his back, shaking his head and saying, "There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and there are two pairs of shoes on the floor."
"Look up at the moon, look down...look down at your crotch!"
After he finished reciting, the students still didn't think it was wrong, especially Jiang Jiu who clapped the loudest.
"So that's what happened. My grandma said there was frost on the ground. I said she only had two pairs of shoes. How could there be frost? It's already spring."
"But why two pairs of shoes and not three pairs of shoes?"
"Because when we grow up, we don't have to sleep with our parents, who only have two pairs of shoes."
The little boy explained this.
Chinese teacher: "..."
She was wrong. She shouldn't think that Xiaohan could memorize poems just because he had repeated his studies for one year.
"Teacher, look at me memorizing the poem, can I get a little red flower?"
The little boy looked at her expectantly.
Chinese teachers sometimes really feel painful that they are embarrassed to reject the idea of children.
"Why does Xiaohan want Xiao Honghua?"
"Mom said that if I have ten little red flowers, I can realize one of my wishes." The little boy held his face in his hands and looked forward to it.
The classmates all looked at him with envy, and then looked at the Chinese teacher expectantly: "Teacher, I can also recite poems, and I also want little red flowers."
The Chinese teacher suddenly felt dizzy.
However, she thought about the sports competition that would take place in the future. She thought that the physical education teacher had said that Xiaohan had such a strong motor nerve that he could run ten laps by himself without panting, and she immediately had an idea.
Although their school is said to be a foreign language school, it does not follow such a path. In addition to being famous for English, it also attaches great importance to mathematics competitions and sports.
The principal's ultimate goal is to discover children's talents, train them, and follow the path that best suits them.
"Xiaohan, do you want a little red flower? Our school will have a competition in a while. You can participate. If you get the prize, the teacher will give you a little red flower. How about..."
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Compared to the harmonious first grade, the atmosphere in the fourth grade is very stiff.
When Zhou Zedong put his ten copybooks on the table, the students' eyes widened.
Didn’t the teacher say that his family was poor and couldn’t afford copybooks?
Why did you buy so much?
Everyone also has another idea, that is, how many years and months will it take to practice with so many copybooks.
However, before they could think too much, Teacher Xu came with a serious face.
