"I'm sorry, Teacher Ke, it's not that we don't want Qin Yang to go to school, it's just that you see that our family is too poor, and Qin Yang's father found out the results not long ago! We really can't do anything," Qin Yang's mother Jiang Cuilian deliberately avoided the word "cancer"! It seems that she can take the pain out of her husband by expressing it like this!

"Qin Yang's mother, now that the national policies are very good, you can apply for hardship subsidies in a situation like your family." Qin Yang's homeroom teacher, Ke Huasheng, patiently did Qin Yang's mother's ideological work!

"Teacher Ke, our family relies on these acres of land a year, and the gross income a year is only 10,000 yuan, and her father has already owed more than 80,000 yuan before and after seeing a doctor here, so it's really impossible!" Tears had begun to roll in Jiang Cuilian's eyes, and her voice became a little trembling!

"But Qin Yang is really a good seedling for school!" When the head teacher of "Watson", who is known as the Conan brothers, said this, he suddenly felt that his sentence actually had no weight at all!

"Don't I know my own children?" Jiang Cuilian was still a little angry in the end!

Teacher Ke knew that this home visit naturally did not achieve any results, so he glanced at the whole home, and there was no decent furniture at all. On the shabby desk, a bunch of textbooks with Qin Yang's name written on them were neatly stacked, and there was a sense of discord with this family that seemed to be extremely poor.

Qin Yang's father groaned a little miserably from the back room, Jiang Cuilian immediately walked towards the back room, Teacher Ke wanted to follow up, but Jiang Cuilian waved her hand at him unhappily, "Teacher Ke, her father has cancer, don't come in!" Cowarson wanted to explain something, but found that it seemed to be superfluous. So, he had to stop.

When Jiang Cuilian walked into the back room, Ke Huasheng quietly put 500 yuan under the first book of Qin Yang's neatly stacked textbooks. 500 yuan is not a small amount, after all, in this small county, the salary of a teacher like him with 20 years of teaching experience has not exceeded 3,000 yuan. What's more, he is just a middle-aged man who is old and young.

Jiang Cuilian didn't come out of the back room for about ten minutes, and Ke Huasheng knew that it would be useless for him to stay like this any longer, and the gradually sinking sun on the horizon seemed to indicate the failure of his home visit. So, he walked out of Qin Yang's house and prepared to go back to school. Qin Yang's house is not particularly far from the school, but according to the speed of Ke Huasheng's bicycle, it will take more than 40 minutes.

When Ke Huasheng stepped on the bicycle and was about to ride in the direction of the school, he saw Qin Yang walking over with a heavy bamboo basket on his back. The bamboo basket was so heavy that it bent her waist so much that the girl, who had already been slim, looked a lot shorter than usual.

But when she walked to the side of the head teacher Ke Huasheng, she still panted hard and called out politely, "Hello Teacher Ke!" ”

Ke Huasheng immediately got off the bicycle and took the heavy bamboo basket on Qin Yang's back with both hands

, placed on a stone on the side of the road. It was at this time that Ke Huasheng finally saw clearly that Qin Yang's bamboo basket contained a basket of sweet potatoes!

"Qin Yang, according to your current academic performance, it is no problem to take a second book, if you work hard, you will have a chance to hit the first line!" This is what the head teacher Ke Huasheng has emphasized to Qin Yang countless times! Moreover, Qin Yang's grades are in the top three in the class from the first to the second year of high school, and he can even rank in the top 20 among hundreds of students in the grade. Aichi Literature ... Better, newer and faster

Although such results are completely incomparable with those famous schools in provincial towns. But in this small county in the southwest, thirty or forty years have passed, and only one student has been admitted to Tsinghua University. And he went to school in the provincial capital, but he was attached to the school during the final college entrance examination! The school is nothing more than a borrowed name.

Therefore, in this small county, students who can be admitted to a college are good in the eyes of the class teacher, and if they can be admitted to a bachelor's degree, they are good students in the eyes of the teacher, and if they can be admitted to the second book, they are excellent students in the eyes of the teacher. If any student has the potential to pass the first exam, the school will definitely take care of it as a top student. Because these are the school's baby bumps, the indicators that need to be completed every year are all expected to be on them.

"Forget it, Mr. Ke!" Qin Yang's mood was obviously a little low, needless to say, if it was any "honor student" who was forced to drop out of school, who could be happy?

"Qin Yang, you don't have to worry about your living expenses and tuition!" Ke Huasheng said this not only to Qin Yang, but also to Qin Yang's mother, and he couldn't remember it himself.

"I've decided, Mr. Ke! Go back to school, it's getting dark! With that, he turned around and struggled to pick up the basket of sweet potatoes on the stone. Step by step, I walked into the house with great difficulty and slowly.

At this moment, there was a smell of manure in the air, which was the reason why a certain vegetable field had just been fertilized. The sun had completely set on the other side of the mountain. Cowards climbed onto his bicycle and sped towards the school. He had to get to school before dark. Otherwise, this kind of rugged mountain village dirt road, it is not easy to ride a bicycle with black lights.

Hurrying and hurrying, it was still dark when I arrived at the school. Although it was only a short hour's journey, he clearly felt that he was tired like a dog, and the sweat on his body could be used as bath water.

However, there are still two classes tomorrow morning. Luckily, classes were after 10 o'clock, so I could sleep a little later in the morning and wake up again.

Although the head teacher needs to check the students' morning classes and supervise the exercises except Sundays! But recently, Xiao Yang, the intern class teacher he led, came to do these things, and he was idle! Xiao Yang is a college student who just graduated from the Provincial Normal College this year and came to the school for an internship. The principal passed the traditional and fairest way of drawing lots, and Xiao Yang was assigned to Kehuasheng in this way. Actually, in middle school, it is not difficult to take an intern class teacher, as long as you explain it and tell it to do it. For the school, good interns can be not

Addition of faculty to new students! For class teachers, the more free labor that can reduce their workload, the more the merrier!

Xiao Yang's name is Yang Gang, a native of Guangdong! Although he is not tall and has dark skin, he is more hard-working! It's just that Cantonese, due to the accent problem, when he tries to give a lecture to students, he often makes the whole class laugh at the beginning because of his "big tongue" and indistinct words. Whenever this happens, he always plays for himself in Cantonese, which his classmates don't understand. The vast majority of the students in this small county town come from nearby mountain villages, and they don't understand Cantonese, which is called "bird language". As a result, the students often pestered the new trainee teacher to joke and ask him to teach their classmates Cantonese!

In addition to the normal classroom lectures, occasionally, the trainee teacher Xiao Yang will also teach the students a few words of Cantonese such as eating, saying hello, and sorry without hesitation. After enlivening up the atmosphere, he will start the class with a standard Mandarin phrase "everyone is back to business".

As far as Xiao Yang himself is concerned, except for the simple students here, he has no love for this small county town in the northwest. After all, compared with his developed hometown, the big city of Guangdong, this small county town with nothing is naturally completely incomparable.

If it weren't for the mobilization of his parents, he would not have applied for the teacher training college in the first place. According to his wife's words, "Your father and I are both elementary school teachers, so it's good for you to be a middle school teacher!" Now it seems that his parents' wish is about to come true little by little, but he is not very interested in being a teacher. Despite this, during the internship for most of the semester, Xiao Yang did not slack off. These depend on Xiao Yang's parents' good education for him since he was a child.

Regarding the matter of assigning interns by lot, according to the words of some female teachers below, it doesn't matter how they are distributed, but the principal uses it for the sake of fairness to go through the motions, and it is simply nothing to do! However, it is only discussed in private, and things that are not related to interests will naturally not reach the ears of the principal. At most, this is just a small conversation after tea and dinner and after work for female teachers who love long-tongued gossip.

After boiling hot water and taking a shower, I finally felt much more comfortable. Thinking of wanting to sleep a little more tomorrow, Ke Huasheng still took out the student's homework book from the drawer somewhat reluctantly.

(End of chapter)

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