If he surrenders today and buys them spicy strips, tomorrow they will surely follow what they did today.

Moreover, although the spicy strips are delicious, it is okay to eat them once in a while, but if you eat too much, you will definitely have a problem eating them.

Especially for those children who have nothing to do, once they start to eat snacks, they have no moderation at all, as long as they eat well.

Eating snacks is certainly a very happy thing, but it is also a very painful thing to have a blistering throat and a high fever.

And it's not just the children who suffer, but the adults who have to suffer as well.

When it comes to snacking, Chen Yang has the most right to speak.

When he was a child, he was sent by his parents to the barefoot doctor in the village for injections because he often stole fried fruit sticks.

Deep-fried fruit strips are not fruit cut into strips and fried in an oil pan.

Deep-fried fruit noodles are a kind of pasta, after grinding glutinous rice into powder, stirring it with boiling water, and then kneading it into a round strip shape by hand, and then arranging the long strips of noodles side by side, and gluing the noodles at both ends of the noodles with their hands.

The stickiness of the milled rice allows them to cling to each other, and even if they are fried in an oil pan, they will not fall apart at all.

However, before getting into the pan, you have to roll the fruit strips onto the bamboo flats with sesame seeds.

In this way, the plain fruit strips will look much better with white or black sesame seeds.

The taste will naturally be much more fragrant.

It can be seen from the practice of fried fruit strips that it has nothing to do with the kuay teow in the Chaoshan area.

The taste is naturally not in the same series.

Whether you eat it with oil tea or grab a piece and bite it directly, it is fragrant to stick to your teeth.

Therefore, in that era when there were no 'snacks' at all, fruit strips became one of the few snacks for children at that time.

Therefore, if you find the place where your mother hid the fruit sticks, she will always sneak around to taste one, and then come back to one, and finally swallow a large piece of fruit that weighs almost a pound into her stomach.

The teeth were too sharpened, but the cheeks were sore and painful from the long hours of chewing vigorously.

Also, the throat that is so dry that it almost smokes will suddenly become difficult to swallow the next morning.

At night, his face will be red, his eyes will be blank, and he will not even be able to speak.

At this time, the old mother would touch his forehead and ask anxiously, "Did you steal fruit sticks and eat them again?"

He nodded, beginning to regret it.

Because of his usual circumstances, he had a premonition that within a few hours, he would most likely be taken to a barefoot doctor to be pricked with needles.

Sure enough, after verifying the fact that the number of fruit sticks had plummeted, the mother and father exchanged a few words, blaming each other for not taking good care of the child, or not hiding the fruit sticks better, and then pulling up his little palm while scolding and walking to the barefoot doctor's house.

The night was dark and the stars were shining.

When walking in the cool breeze but dark village road, Chen Yang will always swear in his heart as always: I will never eat fruit sticks again. If I eat fruit sticks again, I'm a puppy.

Within a few days, he was a puppy.

Because during the day, he took advantage of the fact that no one at home stole fruit sticks to eat.

However, this attack was relatively fast, and the fruit sticks I ate in the morning had a high fever in the middle of the night.

His father hurriedly carried him to the barefoot doctor.

But the barefoot doctor went out on business and didn't come home.

In the middle of the night, it was too dangerous to walk the steep mountain road that had not been repaired at that time to Xinwu Village.

So my father and mother didn't talk about it, and directly divided the work.

His father boiled water, and his mother undressed him.

When the water is hot, mix it with cold water, then soak a towel and wipe his body over and over again.

When the towel is hot, soak in the water, and then burn it with fire when the water is cold.

On those nights like this, his parents sat on the edge of the bed and guarded him all night. Sometimes one stay is two or three nights.

It is easy for children to have a fever, but it is difficult to reduce it. Sometimes, the fever subsides, but within an hour or two, the heat rebounds, and it burns even more than before.

Therefore, parents often choose to hold their fighting eyelids when their children have a fever, and refuse to sleep no matter how sleepy and tired they are.

Chen Yang may not have understood it before, but after having Xiaoqian, he understood.

At night, if Xiao Qian is a little noisy, he will choose to stay awake until Xiao Qian is completely asleep.

Still, he would sometimes set the alarm clock and wake up every two hours to make sure everything was right before going back to sleep.

Many things in this world can be sloppy, but only children's things must not be sloppy.

Therefore, he was reluctant to buy spicy noodles for a few pot lids, not because he was stingy, but because he didn't want them to suffer needles in vain, and he didn't want their families to work all night and stay by their side.

But a few small pots don't care about this, no matter what Chen Yang tells them, they just don't follow, and they have a big decision not to let go of the spicy strips!

Chen Yang pretended to be fierce and scolded: "If you don't let go, if you don't let go, I will sell you all." ”

"Is that how you scare children?" said a soft, soft, and rounded voice.

Chen Yang turned around with a few pot lids, and at the same time saw a beautiful teacher with big waves and long hair standing only two or three meters away from them.

The beautiful teacher was dressed very casually today, with a pale green top and light blue jeans. This color combination is not common in rural areas, mainly because pale green clothes are very provocative, and those who are not skinny will give people a feeling of turtles.

But this pale green round-neck top is worn on a beautiful teacher, but it gives people a sense of 'girly' that does not match her age.

Although he didn't know the age of this beautiful teacher, Chen Yang guessed that he was about twenty-five years old.

After all, he's a teacher anyway.

It can't be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

If a woman is over 20 years old, if she uses the word "girl" to describe her, she has a high evaluation.

Although there are many actresses in their thirties and forties on TV who often advertise themselves with the word 'girl', if they are separated from beauty and filters, the word girl may run counter to them.

The girl is not only reflected in the immature freshness of her appearance, the glittering light in her eyes, and the demeanor on her face should be a natural and self-contained simplicity, but not the color of the 'old girl' who deliberately pouts cutely.

What Chen Yang saw was a beautiful woman.

What the pot heads saw was the teacher.

The beautiful teacher smiled: "Children rely on adults, that means that adults give children love is very full, you scare them like this, maybe they don't believe what you say at this time, but it will slowly form a shadow in their hearts, educate children to be reasonable, not always use scare." ”

With the support of the teacher, several pot lids shouted at Chen Yang together: "Do you hear it, scare the big bad guy of the children." ”

"You have to buy us spicy strips, or this will not be the end. ”

"I want four packs. ”

Seeing that Chen Yang was entangled in several pots and almost doubted his life, the beautiful teacher came closer, reached out and touched Junhui's brain and said: "Junhui, you are a big child, you can't be so unreasonable, if you want something, you should exchange it through your own labor, instead of pestering adults like a little doll wearing diapers." ”

Junhui's little face was hot, and he said hesitantly: "I, I, I want spicy strips, not for myself, I want to help my brother ask for it." My parents don't give my brother spicy noodles, but my brother really wants to eat them, and yesterday he secretly asked me to buy them for him. ”

"Junhui, isn't your brother injured? If you want your brother to get better soon, you can't let him eat spicy food, understand?" The beautiful teacher looked at Junhui's clear and bright eyes gently, and said with a pleasant face, "Sometimes, loving someone is not necessarily to blindly meet his requirements, and appropriate refusal is also for his good." ”

"Huh?"

"That's it. Chen Yang answered, "Do you think I can't afford to buy spicy noodles for you? I'm afraid that if you eat too many spicy noodles, you will get sick, understand?"

A few pot lids thought about it, and it seemed like this was the case.

Every time I eat too many snacks, I will inevitably be taken to the health center for several days of injections.

Sometimes I met some young and beautiful nurses, and the long and thin needle was pierced several times and was not properly pierced, which was really offended.

Of course, if it were at any other time, even if they recalled the pain of being pricked by the needle, they would never give up on the spicy strips.

But don't you have a teacher by your side now?

Children will always want to behave in front of their teachers. Because teachers are different from parents, teachers can always find their shining points and give praise. To a large extent, this satisfies their little vanity.

Seeing that a few little guys had stopped yelling, Chen Yang breathed a long sigh of relief.

To tell the truth, if a few pot heads insist on stubbornly, he will definitely disarm and surrender in the end.

He Chen Yangtian is not afraid of the ground, he is afraid of the child's temper.

If the four of them sat on the ground together crying and refusing to get up, the picture was really unimaginable!

He looked at the beautiful teacher with a grateful face and said, "Haha, teacher, thank you, if you hadn't appeared in time, I wouldn't know how to deal with these little devils." ”

The beautiful teacher lowered her eyebrows and smiled: "How can you describe children like that? They are all angels, not little devils." ”

Several pot lids nodded their heads repeatedly.

Chen Yang smiled and asked, "Teacher, I don't know what your surname is." ”

Asking someone directly who their surname is seems a bit abrupt.

However, the beautiful teacher didn't care, but replied: "My surname is Tang, Tang of the Tang Dynasty, looking at your appearance, you should be older than me, it doesn't matter if you call me Tang Lifen." ”

Tang Lifen, a cheesy-sounding name, is very similar to the name of a female classmate in Chen Yang Elementary School. What Xiaoli, Meifen, almost grabbed a handful.

But no matter how cheesy the name is, if it matches a beautiful woman, it is also extremely elegant.

The beautiful beauty, the fragrant fragrance, the person who is alive and free is as the name suggests.

Chen Yang smiled: "I'll call you Teacher Tang." Mr. Tang, I heard that you went into the village the night before yesterday to give Junhui a home visit?"

Tang Lifen nodded, then looked at Chen Yang with bright eyes and asked, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Chen Yang was looked at by her like this, and his old face instantly flushed slightly. He scratched the back of his head and said a little embarrassed: "That, it's nothing, I heard that you went to visit the village because I said that Junhui couldn't get out of bed, I think it's weird and embarrassed, so I want to invite you to have a meal at home tonight." ”

"Huh?" Tang Lifen first exclaimed in surprise, and then smiled again.

Although she has only been here for a short time, almost every day her parents invite her to their home for dinner. Of course, she didn't say yes to any of them.

It's not that she's putting on a show, but she knows very well that as a teacher, she should be like a teacher.

Whether it's a dinner or a gift, she can't accept it.

It's not that she looks down on the farmer's meal, nor does she look down on the gifts sent by her parents, but she knows very well in her heart that not every child's family is well-off, and not every parent can have a stable income.

If the students in the class who are from more difficult families know that she has been invited to dinner at home by the parents of other classmates, or that she has accepted gifts from the parents of other classmates, needless to say, their hearts must be full of loss and low self-esteem.

To be a role model is to treat every student as your own child.

No matter how good or bad their grades are, no matter whether their families are rich or poor, no matter how tall or short they are, since they choose to become a teacher, and among thousands of students, she should be responsible for each of her students.

She doesn't care what others do, but she knows that this is her original intention!

Therefore, when she heard that the parent also said that she wanted to invite her to dinner, she refused without thinking about it: "I'm really sorry, I can't go." ”

Now it was Chen Yang's turn to be surprised: "Ah? Why?"

Teachers, don't they all like to go to students' homes to eat and drink, and like parents to send them things?

When he was in school, there was no such thing as preschool, but at that time, all children had to study for two years before they could move to second grade. The first year of the first year is considered preschool.

At that time, there were only two teachers in Baishi Village, one hunchbacked and thin, and the other tall and strong. Both teachers were men.

There are only first and second grades in Shiraishi Village, and students in both grades are crammed into a dilapidated classroom.

The teacher gave a lecture to the first-grade students, asked the first-grade students to do the problems, and then walked to the blackboard next to them and gave a lecture to the second-grade students.......

One teacher teaches Chinese and one teacher teaches mathematics.

In Chen Yang's first year of enrollment, he scored 100 points in every Chinese and mathematics exam. Moreover, when the teacher gave a lecture to the second-grade students, he also learned a lot of knowledge.

When his parents saw that his grades were so good, they wanted him to study in the first grade for one year, and he would be promoted to the second grade directly in the second year, after all, he was really smart, and when the second-grade students took the exam, they had to secretly ask him how to do the questions.

At that time, the parents' idea was to save a year's tuition, but the hunchbacked teacher knew about Chen Yang's family background and did not intervene, and passed the proposal to let Chen Yang go directly to the second grade.

However, the tall and stocky teacher disagreed.

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