Some of the students in the audience listened attentively, while others didn't care.

Especially Song Jiacai, muttering, he can't be stable for a moment.

Zhenhua knocked on the table: "Song Jiacai, don't disturb others to listen to the class, let me sit quietly!"

"Yes!" Song Jiacai grinned.

"The phosphate fertilizer we talk about in our hometown is called superphosphate, and the chemical fertilizer we talk about is called ammonium bicarbonate......

"Lettuce is what our hometown calls lettuce, and the gourd of the gourd should be written like this......"

The textbooks for literacy classes are divided into national textbooks and provincial textbooks. In this class, Zhenhua first explained the teaching materials compiled by the province, combined with actual life, and the effect was good.

If both literacy textbooks can be completed, the literacy level should be comparable to that of primary school graduates.

Even some content, some rare words, Zhenhua didn't know before, and he only paid attention to it after reading the textbook. Teaching and teaching, Zhenhua is also teaching and learning at the same time.

The lectures in class are fine, but what gives Zhenhua a headache is the homework of these literacy class students.

There is very little homework every day, but everyone can't complete it.

Especially the little daughters-in-law like Zhuang Xiaodie and Song Hongju, they can sit here and listen to the class, but they don't dare to write, for fear of being laughed at.

The most serious homework is the iron bridge, the handwriting is neat, and the writing is attentive.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since the literacy class started. However, there were fewer and fewer students in the class, and there were only about 30 students left who persevered. Many people made excuses not to come, just in response to a sentence in Dongwan Village: Flower basket Zhang loach, run, slip!

That night, Zhenhua was correcting the homework of the literacy class at home, but suddenly found that every word in Tieqiao's homework book had pinyin added.

And the pinyin is particularly good-looking, using the English continuous pen writing, chic and handsome. Just looking at the penmanship, this is by no means something that an illiterate person can write!

Zhenhua was surprised, and carefully spelled these pinyin.

It's okay if you don't fight, after spelling it out, Zhenhua was scared into a cold sweat!

The pinyin reads: Teacher Zhao Zhenhua, I am Tieqiao, I am a murderer, I escaped from my hometown, please call the police to arrest me!

Murderer, Dongwan Village actually hides a murderer!?

After calming down and thinking about it, Zhenhua remembered. When Tieqiao first arrived, he analyzed Qi Lei that Tieqiao must have committed something in his hometown, so he was willing to marry Song Jiacai. Otherwise, with the appearance of an iron bridge, how could he look at the Song family's wealth?

The stakes are so high that Zhenhua didn't dare to discuss with anyone, so he had to think about it alone.

Even his wife Zhuo Yilan and Zhenhua didn't dare to say it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhenhua decided to find out about it first, and then not to call the police for the time being. What if Tieqiao lied to himself? If he rashly calls the police, it will only cause a farce.

So, Zhenhua also used a pencil to find an inconspicuous position in Tieqiao's homework book, and replied a few words in pinyin: "Why didn't you call the police yourself? Your real identity and information, please provide, why did you kill people, why did you follow Qi Lei here, please say it carefully......"

After writing a reply, Zhenhua almost didn't sleep all night.

After all, it's a bit exciting to think about it!

The next day, Zhenhua remained silent, sent the homework book down, and then secretly paid attention to Tieqiao.

Tieqiao took the homework book, flipped through it from beginning to end, and began to write again.

Zhenhua pretended to be patrolling between classes, went down for a turn, and found that Tieqiao was writing a letter to himself.

Song Jiacai was illiterate and could recognize a few words, but he couldn't understand pinyin, and he didn't know anything about the correspondence between Zhenhua and Tieqiao.

In order to hide people's eyes, Zhenhua deliberately assigned a lot of homework that day, and announced that whoever completed the homework early would have a five-yuan bonus!

The five yuan was paid by Zhenhua himself, and there was no place to reimburse it.

Tieqiao was the first to complete the homework, handed it in, and received a five-dollar bonus.

Song Jiacai took the five yuan, grinning with joy, eager to reward Tieqiao with a kiss!

When she came home from school, Zhenhua couldn't wait to open Tieqiao's homework book to see what she had written.

Tieqiao wrote a lot this time, and it was still written in pinyin.

"My name is Yan Chunyan, a native of a county in southern Hunan. When I was a freshman in high school, my stepfather bullied me, I stabbed him to death, and then ran out and met Qi Lei in Nanjing......"

"I saw that Qi Lei was sloppy, short, stupid, and a poor man with no interest, and I felt that the poor did not dislike me, so I wanted to go home with him and hide for the rest of my life. ”

"Who knew that Qi Lei was still a boss and gave me to the Song family...... I thought to myself, anyway, I was running for my life, just live, so why should I care who the man was? ”

"Song Jiacai was good at the beginning and took good care of me. Now for more than a year, he often beats and scolds me, and monitors me, preventing me from sneaking away. ”

"I took Song Lixin to run away once, and was caught by Song Rengui's uncle and nephew, and beaten for a few days and nights. You don't see these evils. Perhaps you see it, but pretend you don't see it......"

"I once sent a distress signal to a few old men in the village, but no one paid attention to me......

"Later, under the pretext of being homesick, I went to the river to sing, hoping to create a haunting incident and get attention. But it still doesn't work, you all help Song Jiacai, and no one helps me. ”

"That night, you and Qi Lei went to hunt ghosts, and I really wanted to ask you for help. But I'm afraid that if you don't help me, then Song Jiacai will beat me again...... In your eyes, a foreign daughter-in-law like us is about like an animal, right? Song Jiacai told me that even if I cut my throat, the villagers would not help me......

"Now I'm a murderer, Mr. Zhao, you're a party member, you can do it! If you don't call the police, you're covering up the crime, and I will definitely get involved with you in the future!"

Zhenhua looked at those pinyin, and his heart was pounding!

Who would have thought that Tieqiao was often beaten and abused by Song Jiacai?

After watching it several times, Zhenhua decided to discuss it with Yilan.

Yilan looked at those pinyin, and her face changed with fright.

After half a day, Yilan said: "This matter is very difficult to deal with, if you call the police, Song Jiacai will have no wife, and his son will have no mother, and he will definitely be a mortal enemy with you in the future! If you don't call the police, this ...... The iron bridge is pitiful, and it is also illegal......"

Zhenhua also made a difficult choice, saying: "That's true, and I'm also worried about whether it will affect Qi Lei." ”

Zhuo Yilan's eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, your second grandfather came back this afternoon, and it is estimated that he hasn't left in the evening, so you go and ask him!"

"The second old man is back, okay, I'll go to him to discuss!" Zhenhua was overjoyed, and hurriedly brought the distress letter from Tieqiao to find Zhao Wenle.

Zhao Wenle is really at home. His mother was sick and he came back to visit.

"Second grandfather, I have something to tell you!" Zhenhua didn't have time to say hello, pulled Zhao Wenle aside, and whispered the matter.

After listening to this, Zhao Wenle's expression became serious, and he carefully looked through Tieqiao's distress letter.

Zhenhua sighed: "Second grandfather, I don't know what to do now, I'm embarrassed, you can help me come up with an idea!"

"Confused! what's so hard about that?"

Zhao Wenle glared and said: "Of course, the national law is greater than the nostalgia, you are a party member, don't you have any consciousness at all!? Tieqiao...... No, it's Yan Chunyan, she is now facing two problems, first, she is a fugitive, second, she is being abused and physically restrained by Song Jiacai, and this matter should be dealt with by the police!"

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