Chapter 67: Ewha Elementary School
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Near the wall, there are two large stone table tennis tables, which are separated by bricks.
I remember that in my previous life, some students could not afford to buy a table tennis racket, so they only bought a table tennis ball, not a racket, and made one by themselves with a wooden board. Some don't have rackets, and some don't have balls, so they can only watch others play.
It was still so shabby, but everything was so familiar that it reminded her of her childhood.
At that time, in the countryside, although it was hard, at least she was not angry, and when she arrived in the city, her material life may be a little better, but the mental torture was unbearable and indescribable.
Principal Yang also knew Mo Xiangshan, and when he saw Mo Xiangshan bring a little girl over, he asked, "Old Mo, is this your granddaughter?" ”
"Yes, when I was in the second grade in Yanjing, something happened at home, and I came back. When children are young, they can't stop studying, so they want to put them in school and follow them for a few years. Mo Xiangshan said, "Please bother more in the future!" ”
"Hey, the festival is changing, everything wants to be opened." Principal Yang patted Mo Xiangshan on the shoulder, comforted Mo Xiangshan, and looked at Mo Xiaomi again.
Mo Xiangshan was a little speechless, they only went back to the village yesterday, they lied last night, and today they knew that his son-in-law was dead, and her daughter and granddaughter came back.
But that's fine, I don't need to explain them one by one.
"Well, people always have to look forward." Mo Xiangshan sighed, "Come, Xiaomi, this is Principal Yang." ”
Principal Yang graduated from a regular normal college, but he was beaten into a stinky old nine during the Cultural Revolution and sent here, because he came relatively early and felt that it was hopeless to return to the city, so he settled in the local area, and actively persuaded the village chiefs of several surrounding villages to finally build this primary school.
Even though he was able to return to the city later, Principal Yang did not go back, but stayed and continued to be the principal, teaching students, and continuing to live with his family.
This is a principled person and a good person.
Mo Huihui respects him.
Mo Xiaomi stepped forward, bowed to Principal Yang, and said, "Principal Yang, hello, I'm Mo Xiaomi."
"After all, it's a kid from a big city, and he knows how to be polite." Principal Yang smiled, "Okay, brother, just stay at Millet, I'll take her to the class." ”
"Then it's going to trouble Brother Yang." Mo Xiangshan thanked, "This is tuition!" ”
"This semester is almost over, so I don't need tuition, and I will pay the tuition when I sign up after the summer vacation." Principal Yang said with a smile, there is no need to be so serious about the villagers.
When this school was built, Mo Xiangshan was the secretary of the village party committee of Lihuawan, and he helped a lot, so this primary school was called Lihua Primary School, which shows that Lihuawan contributed money and made great contributions.
It was from that time that the two had a good personal relationship.
Now that his granddaughter is coming to school, Mo Xiangshan is not polite to him.
"Okay, I'll give you my granddaughter." Mo Xiangshan said, explain again.
"Just put 10,000 hearts." Principal Yang said, "Let's go, Xiaomi, let's go to the classroom, and there happens to be a set of tables and chairs in the warehouse, which is suitable for Xiaomi." ”
Following Principal Yang, she went to the classroom, and Principal Yang brought her desks and chairs and sent them to the second grade.
"Teacher Xiaohua, this is Mo Xiaomi, a student transferred from other places, second grade, please bother more in the future." Principal Yang explained, "She is not tall, so arrange it to the front." ”
Teacher Hua teaches Chinese and mathematics in the first and second grades, and is a part-time physical education teacher, a woman in her thirties, with a round face and a kind atmosphere.