Qiao Xi was fighting for Chen Feng the opportunity to be a teacher, Chen Feng himself knew very well in his heart, nodded at Qiao Xi gratefully, and when the children finished eating, he helped the children send the tableware to the kitchen and taught them to wash the dishes.

"Students, everyone come back to the classroom with me." Chen Feng's words made the children stunned at first, and when Ma Changfeng taught them, he called them vulgar terms such as little broken children.

The children walked into the classroom with a smile, Chen Feng also walked to the podium, looked down, his eyes gradually became serious, "Let's get to know ourselves first, my name is Chen Feng, now please tell me your name and age one by one." ”

Qiao Xi watched at the door, nodding constantly, he gave the most basic respect to the children, this is the teacher that the children need.

One by one, the children stood up and said their names and ages, and Chen Feng would ask them about their level of education, whether they could read or write, or whether they could add and subtract, etc., and then quickly recorded them in the notebook.

After all the children finished speaking, Chen Feng stepped down from the podium and began to change positions, and he arranged the children with similar education levels together, so that it was convenient for him to attend classes in a targeted manner.

There were still brand-new textbooks under the podium, and no one had touched them, except for Ma Changfeng, who had been in class before, and turned a few pages.

Chen Feng distributed the textbooks, and five-year-old children like Nan Nan are the easiest to look at pictures in pinyin, and those who are slightly older will have Chinese and mathematics textbooks and so on.

Instead of going to class right away, he smiled and told the children two stories first.

The story of chiseling the wall to steal the light and the hanging beam piercing the strands!

He wanted to tell the children the importance of learning, the efforts and perseverance of children in ancient times to learn, and the protagonists of these two stories, Kuang Heng and Sun Jing, became very learned and useful to the country in the future.

The parents of the students at the door of the classroom gradually discussed, "Don't say it, Chen Feng, this kid has two hits, he can talk in vain!" ”

"That's not called white, that's called culture, if you have the ability, you can also go up and talk about it for nothing?"

The parents burst into laughter, Qiao Xi invited everyone out of the classroom, and his eyes fell on Zhang Shouye, "Old village chief, what do you think of Chen Feng?" Can you be a teacher in our village school? ”

Zhang Shouye pondered for a moment and nodded, "I forgot about him before, this Xiao Chen is not bad." ”

Qiao Xi looked at the parents of the students around him again, "Do you have any opinions on Chen Feng being a teacher for the children?" ”

The parents talked about it, because Chen Feng had not been admitted to the university before, so they also argued about Chen Feng's teaching.

Qiao Xi shouted in the direction of the classroom, "Chen Feng, you come out." ”

Chen Feng put down the textbook and walked out, the parents around him seemed to have many questions to ask him, Qiao Xi interrupted with a slight wave of her hand, she looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Chen Feng, if you come to teach the children in class, can you guarantee that you will make lunch for the children at noon?" ”

This is the original intention of the parents of the students to send their children to class, to have a lunch.

Of course, Qiao Xi's purpose is to use this lunch to exchange for the child's future.

Chen Feng nodded without thinking, "I will." ”

He only has a passion when he works with books, he likes children and likes to pass on his knowledge to them.

The surrounding parents were a little moved, they saw the lunch that Chen Feng had just cooked, it was clean and smelled good.

Qiao Xi smiled and continued to ask Chen Feng, "What if you add breakfast and dinner to the children?" This means that you have to not only teach the children, but also prepare three meals a day. It's hard work, can you do it? ”

Before Chen Feng could answer, the surrounding parents were blown up, and asked excitedly one by one: "Secretary Qiao, what did you just say, three meals a day?" Is it the school that wants to provide children with free meals for one day? ”

Qiao Xi smiled and nodded, she had thought about providing three meals a day for the children, the town allocated 200,000 special funds for student assistance, and it took some money to build the school, and the remaining money was used for the beginning of the school, after all, the school had to be built forever. However, for the sake of this meal at noon, students do not eat at home in the morning, and they eat too much at noon, and they do not even have to eat at night.

If this continues, it will definitely damage the child's stomach.

She looked at Chen Feng and said: "Actually, this matter also depends on Chen Feng's meaning, this is a lot of work, I believe in finding such a person." ”

From the initial suspicion and even contempt, everyone turned into expectation, and said anxiously: "Chen Feng, you quickly agree, we will hand over our child to you, and we can rest assured." ”

Chen Feng always felt indebted to everyone, and was silent, "Don't worry, I will definitely do it, and I will definitely do it well." ”

Qiao Xi and Zhang Shouye got together, and the two of them discussed the standard of each meal for the children, and with the temporary situation, it can only be said that the children are like meals at home, with a full stomach and fresh vegetables.

If you want to be like a child in the city, you can choose from a variety of dishes, but you can't do it for the time being.

Zhang Shouye was silent, motioned for Qiao Xi to take a few steps away, and said in a low voice: "How to calculate Chen Feng's salary?" In the past, when Ma Changfeng was a teacher here, the salary set for him was 2,000 yuan a month. Chen Feng wants to cook three meals a day for his children, how to calculate his salary? ”

"In fact, the salary of teachers in the city is much higher than 2,000 yuan, but there is no way, and this is the situation in front of our village." Qiao Xi thought for a while and discussed with Zhang Shouye: "Old village chief, because Chen Feng is still a part-time member of the village committee and has an income, his teacher's salary is also set at two thousand yuan, and he doesn't need to be raised. ”

"Okay." Zhang Shouye took a puff of dry tobacco and asked in a muffled voice: "Is this money from the 200,000 li given by the town, or from the village committee?" If it comes out of the village committee, it will really wipe out all the money in the village at once. ”

"As long as it is related to the school, it will come out of the special fund of 200,000 yuan."

Qiao Xi's words made Zhang Shouye breathe a sigh of relief, the 200,000 yuan had always been in his hands, and he had to discuss every expenditure with Qiao Xi, after all, this money was taken by Qiao Xi from the town. Building a school is Qiao Xi's meaning, if the teacher's salary has to be paid from the village committee, Zhang Shouye will be the first to object, and he really can't afford it.

Qiao Xi was silent, looked up and said, "Old village chief, I looked at the accounts of the village a few days ago, and it seems that there are still tens of thousands of yuan owed to our village outside, and it has been paid back for a few years, why don't you come back." ”

"Secretary Qiao, you're talking about Ma Laoliu's apple orchard!" The wrinkles on Zhang Shouye's forehead deepened a little, and he took a hard puff of his cigarette, "This Ma Lao Liu has rented land in our village for five years, with a total of fifty acres of land, and one acre of land is two hundred yuan, which is ten thousand yuan a year. It was once said that it was good to pay once a year, but the harvest of apples over the years was not very good, and it could not be sold at a price. Hey, I really can't help it. ”

Qiao Xi nodded, and asked Zhang Shouye to contact the people from the village health center first to deal with the injuries of the child's fight before, and she rode a bicycle and ran directly to the apple orchard in the east of the village.

Riding through the wheat fields on both sides, a large apple orchard appeared at the foot of the mountain, and you could smell the fragrant smell of fruit from a distance, because it was not yet ripe, and the fruit trees were hanging with small green apples, and the green branches and green leaves swayed with the breeze.

In the middle of the apple orchard, there was a closed big iron gate, and the big wolf dog was tied inside, and as soon as Qiao Xi's car stopped at the door, the big wolf dog barked non-stop.

"Is anyone there?" Qiao Xi set up his bicycle, slapped the big iron door a few times, and shouted inside through the iron railing.

"Who?" A man in his forties in a black coat walked out of the apple field with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at Qiao Xi a few times by the door, felt a little embarrassed, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm the village secretary." Qiao Xi looked at him and nodded, "Are you the owner of this apple orchard, Ma Lao Liu?" ”

"You're the secretary surnamed Joe?" The man threw the cigarette roll on the ground and stepped on it, and waved his hand in disgust, "The person you are looking for has gone out, and you will come back when you have time later!" ”

As he spoke, he walked toward the courtyard.

"Ma Lao Liu!" Qiao Xi suddenly broke off.

The man subconsciously turned around, and immediately his face was clouded again.