Zhao Chenghai was angry again, his eyes widened like cow eggs: "When you are twenty-five years old, the students you teach now will all get married!"

"Exaggerated. Zhenhua was too lazy to raise the bar with his father, and ran to eat under the shade of the tree outside the door with his rice bowl.

Unexpectedly, the old man chased him out with a rice bowl, with a weird smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Zhenhua, I look at Cui Ping of the Qi Liangzhu family, and I have some meaning for you......"

"People told you that they are interesting to me, but I am not interesting to her, what should I do?" Zhenhua was lazy.

"That's a good girl, why are you not interesting to others?" Zhao Chenghai expressed puzzlement.

"Because she can't read. Zhenhua simply told the truth, hoping to cut off his father's thoughts.

"Farmer, what do you want to be literate? Can't you just be literate? I think it's decided, I'll find someone to say!" Zhao Chenghai glared.

Zhenhua also came to the fire and said: "Dad, do you think that as long as you are alive and a woman, you can be your daughter-in-law? Marriage is my own business, I want to live with others for the rest of my life, can you respect my opinion?"

As soon as Zhao Chenghai heard the word respect, his face turned red, and he scolded: "Fart, I am Lao Tzu, and I still have to respect my son?

Zhenhua smiled and said: "Look, Dad, you are illiterate and rude, you can't even understand the word respect, thinking that I said the wrong thing!

"You dog, I'll smash your head with a bowl!" Zhao Chenghai said that his son couldn't raise the bowl to fight.

Zhenhua flashed away and said with a smile: "In the future, I will be the first to sign you up for a literacy class, and I will teach you an illiterate old man!"

"You bastard, you dare to sign me up, I peeled your skin!" Zhao Chenghai was also amused by his son, and turned back to the house.

Cuihong was helpless, although Cuiping was a ready-made candidate, but her son couldn't look down on it, so she had to give up.

The cow doesn't drink water and presses its head, and it can't be pressed!

After lunch, Zhenhua took a short break and went to school.

The final exam is approaching, and the Education Committee should compare the test results and evaluate the primary schools in each village.

Principal Xu Jin also asked everyone to cheer up, and finally work hard these days to make a surprise attack to improve the students' grades.

Dongwan Primary School naturally has no ambitions, just wants to mix up with medium grades, which is also Xu Jin's work goal.

Children in the countryside are particularly active in school, especially in the afternoon, almost pushing their rice bowls and wiping their mouths, carrying their schoolbags and arriving at school. Since classes only start at 2 p.m., there is more than an hour to play wildly with my classmates at school.

East Bay Primary School has almost no sports and recreation facilities, not even a table tennis table. The students' entertainment and exercise are all self-developed projects.

Boys push hoops, play marbles, wrestle, cockfight, fight with each other, and even go to fish in the ditch behind the school, and girls are gentle, kicking shuttlecocks, skipping rope and so on.

Zhenhua came to the school, opened the door, walked around the inside and outside, and prepared for classes in the office. As for the naughty children, they can only be left to play.

The two teachers, Tian Kaifang and Deng Weixuan, also arrived later and chatted in the office.

While we were talking, there was a sudden fall of dust on the roof.

Zhenhua was taken aback and hurriedly looked up.

Teacher Tian Kaifang also looked at the roof and said, "Zhenhua, it must be those troublemakers in your fourth grade, who are demolishing the house again, go and take a look!"

Deng Weixuan was furious and said: "If you don't open the house for three days, these little things will collapse the house sooner or later." Zhenhua call me, you're welcome!"

Zhenhua is now the homeroom teacher of the fourth grade, so he hurriedly got up, picked up Deng Weixuan's mulberry whip, and came to the classroom next door to check.

Seeing the scene in the classroom at a glance, Zhenhua was frightened, his nose was crooked, and he shouted: "Get out of here——!

Because Zhenhua saw that on the figure-eight beam in the middle of the classroom, there were seven or eight boys hanging on it, happily swinging!

The school house is slightly different from the house of the farmer. Each classroom is two open houses, framed by a figure-of-eight beam in the middle.

Moreover, the figure-eight beam here is not made of wood, but the finished product of triangle iron welding. The triangle is not very strong, and the students can hold it in one hand.

These naughty and bold little things don't care about any dangerous houses at all, they go to the desk, and set up a stool on the desk, and stand on the stool to reach the figure eight beam, and use the beam under the figure eight beam as a horizontal bar, and practice belly around the bar or pull-ups on it, and even play swing!

The dilapidated house, which has long been on the verge of death, is really in danger under the sacrifice of these children!

Seeing Zhenhua coming, the children let go one by one and jumped down.

Zhenhua looked at the roof and found that there was no more dust, so he was a little relieved, and shouted with a straight face: "This house is about to collapse, you still dare to swing on it, and you are not afraid of death!

The seven or eight students each bowed their heads and stood in front of the podium.

Zhenhua took the mulberry whip and whipped two whips on each student's leg and stomach!

The students were beaten and screamed and cried on the spot.

Because he was angry, Zhenhua did make a little heavier, and the students' legs and stomachs were covered with black blood.

Zhenhua was still puzzled and asked, "Who was the first to go up to the house, and who took the lead, say!"

Xin Daying's student Xin Anbo dragged two snots and cried out: "One person does things and one person is in charge, Lao Tzu takes the lead, Zhao Zhenhua, you have the ability to kill me!"

Among the fourth-grade students, this Xin Anbo is the most mischievous. Although he is still in the fourth grade, he is already fourteen years old, and he is tall and big, almost on the same level as Zhenhua.

Zhenhua was so angry that he smoked, he didn't even think about it, he raised his hand and two whips, and shouted: "You still dare to call me Lao Tzu, little thing, believe it or not, I broke your leg today!"

Xin Anbo couldn't stand the pain, jumped up and pounced on Zhenhua, and scolded in his mouth: "Zhao Zhenhua, Lao Tzu fought with you, it's a big deal not to study!"

Zhenhua was furious, threw away the whip, turned one of Xin Anbo's arms upside down, pinched the back of his neck and pressed it on the lectern, and said, "You dare to beat the teacher, you are so bold!"

The child was in extreme grievance and rage, and his emotions were out of control, and Zhenhua had no choice but to quickly control him. Otherwise, you may suffer a loss and be beaten.

How embarrassing is it for a teacher to be beaten by a student?