"Li Jiaxing had already written it when the school restarted, and it was put on your desk early in the morning as soon as the school started, and there was no credit for that teacher Liu at all, why did she change the instructor without Li Jiaxing's consent?" The class leader, such a polite child, was angrily scolded and rude, which shows how many complaints there are about this new teacher in his heart.

"Teacher Xiao, we've been in that Teacher Liu's class for almost two weeks, don't you know yet? She didn't give us homework at all, and her reputation said to reduce the burden on us and let us just listen carefully in class, but in fact, she was too lazy to mark our homework, oh, yes. She has only been here for two weeks, and she has already made us pay for two times of books and exam papers for extracurricular tuition! ”

"Teacher Xiao, you have never spent half of our parents' hard-earned money, you have always worked hard to produce the exam papers by yourself, let us copy them in a notebook and take them back to write, but what about her! Most of us are peasant children, and our parents rely on the family's one-third of an acre of land for us to go to school, but she is good, so she wants to spend our money! ”

"Who of us doesn't buy, who she looks at, that's that the eyes are not the eyes, the nose is not the nose."

When several classmates said this, they cried aggrievedly.

"Teacher Xiao, my grades have improved with great difficulty, if I can't get into a good school, my parents will be disappointed in me."

Xiao Yezi is not a hard-hearted person, and he is also very uncomfortable when he sees this group of children indignantly counting all kinds of wrongs to the new teacher.

Xiao Yezi didn't know how hard it was to be fascinated by oil and salt, because she had never worried about money since she was a child, and she always wanted something.

After coming to the county seat, when she saw many parents of students bringing their children to teach the fee, she took out a large handful of crumpled change from her pocket, one cent and two cents, and two dimes.

A pair of old wrinkled hands, carefully counting the money, and then pushing it to her, smiled at her very embarrassedly, and said to her, "I'm sorry, Teacher Xiao, I'm so much now, I still have a few dollars, can I owe a few days, and when I have money, I'll send it over immediately, can you let my child go to class first?" I will definitely send this outstanding tuition. ”

After seeing more pictures like this, Xiao Yezi knew that not everyone's life in this world was as unsorrowful as she used to be.

Xiao Yezi never urges those parents who owe tuition, she will give her own mat first, so that children can sit in class with peace of mind.

The parents of those children never owed her a penny, and sooner or later, they would give it to her, as they promised.

Therefore, when some people from bookstores and publishing houses came to the school to build relationships, Xiao Yezi always bought the textbooks and tutoring materials that she thought were good out of her own pocket.

Then, copy it yourself and circulate it to the children.

This is the hardest money-saving thing Xiao Yezi has done in his life, and it is also the first money-saving thing Xiao Yezi has done in his life.

But when she saw her students happy, she was very happy.

This is why Li Jiaxing's grandfather said that he wanted to give her fruit, and she turned around and ran.

Because she knew that these fruits that grew so well were the fruits of a year of hard work by the old people, and they were counting on these harvests to slowly save money for their children's schooling.