Looking at Qingping, who was crisp and smiling, the corners of Luo Shihua's mouth also curved.

"Okay, then you follow me over and get the broom and dustpan."

His eyes swept over the tin stove, "When you're done, take a few pieces of coal from my stove, put some buds in the core, and then put a few pieces of coal, and you should be able to set it up, as for the kettle and electric kettle (hot water bottle)-"

Luo Shihua wanted to say that he would use Liu Wenyuan, but remembering Qingping's refusal to use Liu Wenyuan's office just now, he hurriedly turned the corner, "Just use mine first!" ”

Qingping glanced at the facilities in the room, and remembered that she didn't seem to have prepared a large enamel teapot similar to the one on Luo Shihua's table, so she smiled and waved her hand, "Principal Luo, no, no, I'll take a set from home in the afternoon." ”

"You stupid girl, how can you have any extra at home, you just listen to me, you use mine, I use Teacher Liu's use, you can just take a big tea pot from home in the afternoon."

"Oh, well!"

Qingping's expression couldn't help but pause, too, these things are all bought with money, and now everyone has no money in their hands.

Qingping took the enamel basin from Principal Luo's room, scooped up some water, and sprinkled some water on the floor of her office.

After waiting for a while, I took a broom and carefully swept the cement floor, and then carefully wiped the furniture in the house with a rag.

"Qingping, why did you move to this house, I cleaned up Mr. Liu's house for you?"

Qingping had just walked out of the office and was about to return the rag to Principal Luo, when she met Han Yanshou at the door who had finished running with the children and placed the content of the morning reading class in each class.

He is a little shorter than Li Yuanhao, with a thin body, and although the clothes on his body are white, he has no patches on his body like Principal Luo.

A slightly delicate face, with a pair of big bright eyes, makes him look a little more masculine.

"Teacher Han, thank you, but I think it's better to have this house, and the sun can shine early."

The weather has cleared up today, and although the winter sun feels miserable, something is better than nothing.

The houses on the west side of their row, the closer to the south, the longer the daylight hours, so Qingping used this as an excuse.

"You're right!"

Han Yanshou smiled at Qingping, revealing eight neat big white teeth, "Have you cleaned up, do you want me to help you, and the stove, I'll help you make a fire!" ”

"Then I'm welcome, I'll clean up the house, and I'll ask Mr. Han to help light the fire."

Qingping studied the tin stove, although she remembered the situation of the stove, but looking at the homemade coal bricks standing in the root of the wall (all the burned in the nineties were carbon), she always felt that there was no bottom in her heart.

"Okay, I'll help you make a fire, just when you go to each class, I heard the principal say, when you are familiar with it, you will be up in all the classes taught by Teacher Liu."

All lessons? Luo Shihua only said yesterday that he would be the homeroom teacher of the fifth grade and teach them mathematics, what other lessons are there?

"Okay, okay, I'll return the rag to the principal and I'll go around the classroom, and I'll hand over the stove to you."

"Don't worry, when you come back from the classroom, your room will be hot."

Han Yanshou's smiling eyes flashed lightly, his home is in Xiazhuang Village, Qingchuan Village, there is a alkaline water ditch between Shangzhuang and Xiazhuang, and there is also a distance of more than two miles between the two villages.

Because of his familiarity with Yuan Hao, he was also familiar with this famous teacher Ruan in the village, but when he saw her today, he found that she was quite different from what everyone said about her.