154 Demonstrate to you

Gu Fan fell into deep thought: why did her daughter finally turn into violent feeding when she said that she was going to use a strategy on the way here?

"Princess Mengmeng, if they don't eat it, give it to me. A little boy's flattering voice rang out: "I have only eaten one, and I have not eaten at all." This egg is really fragrant, how the hell is it? I want my mother to make it for me when I go home. ”

His words were agreed by a bunch of little boys, and everyone said that the boiled eggs brought by Meng Meng were fragrant, and the taste was particularly delicious and they wanted to eat it.

Well, it doesn't seem to be violent feeding, but someone doesn't intend to accept Meng Meng's kindness.

"There's only one for each person, and there's not much for anyone. The little girl announced domineeringly: "Under the cute nose, bullying is never allowed!"

My good daughter, are you embarrassed to say that bullying is not allowed? Do you know what you just did was called? There is no doubt that your cheekiness has definitely been passed on by your father.

In the end, it's my homeschooling that I didn't do well!

Gu Fan thought seriously: Should I explain to my daughter that not bullying the weak and not allowing tricks and brutal occupation are two different things?

"Mengmeng, it's not that I don't want to eat it, but I've never peeled an eggshell. A little girl with an egg complained aggrievedly: "When I was at home, my parents helped me peel the shell." ”

The little girl frowned when she heard this, and she crossed her hands on her waist and taught her classmates: "Even the work of peeling egg shells has to be helped by Dad, you are really too squeamish." Forget it, I'll show you a demonstration. ”

"Although Mengmeng is the only eldest princess in the family, Mengmeng can do everything at home and never ask her parents to help. Gu Meng praised herself while taking the egg from the female classmate's hand.

This scene that happened in his daughter's class made Gu Fan feel heartbroken: Now they are all parents, and they spoil their children so much that they have to do things like peeling eggs for them. In the future, when there is a parent-teacher conference, I will ask those second-hand parents, what kind of offspring do you plan to cultivate?

Open your eyes for me to take a good look at how our family's well-behaved cuteness is doing!

I saw the little girl holding the egg and looking at it for three seconds, and then casually stuffed it into the hand of an older girl on the side: "You are the squad leader, you are the best at peeling the shell just now." Now you are in charge of teaching everyone to peel egg shells, and a few of you who can't peel shells will come around and see how the squad leader does it. ”

It's strange, Meng Meng would give up the opportunity to be in the limelight to others?

She doesn't know how to peel eggshells, right?

Uh-Gu Fan thought about it carefully: It seems that I really haven't let my daughter do these things. Even if it's a boiled egg, it's always me as a father who peels it and sends it to her. If I don't do it, the red dragon and blue bee will do it for me.

Hehehe, the weather is so nice today! If there is a parent's meeting or something in the future, it would be good for the child to let her mother come.

Let's just say that I am a good father, and I can always take care of my daughter. As for peeling eggshells, you can't learn it! Meng Meng is so smart, you can learn it once you see it.

The squad leader moved very quickly and quickly guided everyone to complete the breakfast addition.

With the last eggs being eaten, the class bell arrived as scheduled.

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"Master Yi has come from afar, welcome. Seeing the assistant Xiao Zhang leading the two into the office, Zhao Ming, the principal of the first elementary school, got up with a smile to greet him.

He shook hands with Master Yi enthusiastically, and then turned his head to look at the people beside Master Yi: "The arrival of Master Yi has made the humble house shine. I wonder who this distinguished guest is?"

The middle-aged man standing next to Master Yi looks square-headed, big-eared, dignified, and his eyes always give people a sense of not being angry, self-assured, and introverted.

It's just that his dress is a little out of place - combed in a bun and has a goatee, and wears an inappropriate robe,

"Dewang is the nephew of Poor Dao," the middle-aged man stroked his beard and said slowly: "Poor Dao is his elder of the sect, and he calls himself a thief of springs." ”

Who is Dewang?

Zhao Ming thought about it carefully, and finally reminded him of Master Yi's real surname Cao Ming Dewang, and Master Yi was just him going out to deceive - uh no, it was his nickname that gave people guidance.

"It seems that Uncle Ling is more and more energetic than Master Yi," Zhao Ming thought for a long time, and finally found a word to describe the difference between the two.

Although they are all middle-aged, Master Yi looks at least forty-seven or eighteen, but his uncle is in his early forties at most. The nephew looks older than the uncle, and it's a little weird to think about it.

"Principal Zhao has good eyesight, and my uncle has studied Taoist health preservation methods. Don't look at him younger than me, in fact, Uncle Shi is already sixty-three. Master Yi talked about his uncle, with infinite yearning and admiration in his tone.

So it turned out that President Zhao suddenly realized: "If you are really a master, come, let's sit down and say." With your help, I am much more relieved about the expansion of the attached elementary school this time. ”

In the last incident in the General's Building, Zhao Ming's wife happened to be trapped in the General's Building.

And she happened to witness Master Yi's heroic posture - he was beaten dozens of times by a gringo.

If it were someone else, maybe Master Yi would have laughed at Master Yi as a charlatan, and he deserved to be beaten.

But Zhao Ming's wife is different, she was a junior high school physics teacher before she retired. When the rest of the layman watched the excitement, she could tell the doorway: the power of the gringo's punch sounded so amazing, and each punch had the power to kill someone.

After Master Yi was punched dozens of times, he still refused the other party's request very hard.

All kinds of facts that do not conform to the laws of physics show one thing: Master Yi's technique of being beaten is definitely something that has been practiced at a young age! However, it is impossible for the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt to exist beyond the laws of physics, so Master Yi must be a capable person with Taoism.

Although Master Yi's face was bruised and his nose was swollen, Zhao Ming's lover became his loyal fan at that time, and immediately recommended him to his husband.

You said that Zhao Ming was the principal of a primary school, why did he have a relationship with a feng shui master?

Things have to start with the expansion task of the first middle school attached to the elementary school.

Since the country liberalized the two-child policy a few years ago, many parents have rolled up their sleeves and worked hard, doubling the school-age population. As a result, the educational resources of the primary school attached to the first middle school have become more and more strained.

In order to expand educational resources and improve the quality of teaching. In the first half of this year, the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated Primary School bought an illegal old house next to the school wall, intending to tear it down to build a teaching building.

It stands to reason that this should have been done in the summer holidays - two months was enough time to finish the work of laying the foundation and building the house.

It took another two months to complete the entire renovation, and then ventilated and allowed to dry for a few months. By the time the winter break comes, the new school building will be ready for use.

The plan was perfect, but the truth was brutal. To this day, the hundred-year-old house still stands in place.

No demolition company dares to take on this task, because that house is fucking haunted as soon as it is said to be demolished!