Chapter 13, Luo Four Eyes
"Teacher Luo, it's me, Yang Xiaole."
"Crunch!"
Hearing the voice, a man in his early thirties came out of it, wearing a pair of glasses, a white vest and large blue pants.
He also holds a puff fan in his hand.
Luo Jinping saw him strange for a while: "Xiaole? Why are you here at this time, I am still going to go to the countryside tomorrow to send you report cards and awards! ”
For the student in front of him, he is loving and angry.
What I love is that this child is very spiritual, and his learning has always been firmly at the age of the first and writes a good hand.
The angry thing is that no matter what class this guy takes, he loves to wander.
When asked, the guy also said that he was just listening carefully.
Hearing this, Yang Xiaole said secretly, fortunately he came over today, otherwise the other party would go to the township tomorrow and might be beaten.
Wang Qiuju didn't know that his mental age was already very large.
If you don't return overnight, you will be beaten.
You can't outrun them yet, because you're in poor health, unless you don't go home.
Looking at the teacher in front of him, Yang Xiaole smiled: "Teacher Luo, is it okay for me to sleep with you for one night at night?" My parents are not at home for something. ”
He knew that Luo Jinping's dormitory was actually between two people, but there was no one living there.
Luo Jinping didn't ask him what the reason was, but teased: "What? Don't you call me Luo Siyan? ”
Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled a little embarrassedly.
I used to joke in private and say it casually, but I didn't expect it to reach his ears.
"Teacher Luo, I didn't say it."
Luo Jinping didn't care, and smiled, "Okay, come in, close the door." ”
Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and followed.
Inside, a kerosene lamp flickered dimly.
The smell of mosquito coils filled the air.
There were hardly any mosquitoes in the house, just a little hot inside.
Two desks, two single beds, just another single bed and desk empty.
Luo Jinping came to the closet, took out a big pants and threw it on his bed.
Then he went into the corner and took out a mat and spread it on the empty bed.
While laying out the mat, he said without looking back:
"I washed this mat the other day, so I'm going to sleep for a while.
There is hot water and soap under the washstand, and there is a pressure well at the door, so you can fetch water and bathe yourself.
Use mine, don't wipe your ass.
Wear my pants, wash my clothes in a while, and I can dry them tomorrow. ”
Speak concisely, competently, without much nonsense.
Yang Xiaole smiled when he heard this.
After getting along in the past two years, he still has some understanding of Mr. Luo's temper.
That's it, cool.
Picked up the enamel washbasin, poured a little hot water, took the towel and went directly out of the compound.
I poured a little water into the press and drew some cold water to come out.
I took a quick shower, and by the way, I cleaned my clothes with water, and then I put on my big pants and came back.
At this time, Luo Jinping was already sitting on the table and bowed his head and wrote the award.
Hearing the sound of him coming in, Luo Jinping wrote the certificate of merit and said without raising his head: "Come here, write me a certificate of merit." ”
Yang Xiaole didn't mind when he heard this.
I usually don't do this less, just because his handwriting is beautiful.
The other party also asked.
The reason he gave was practiced with a sand table.
Coming to the side, a worn-out fountain pen had been placed on a blank certificate.
Even the square chairs are ready.
Yang Xiaole knew that although this fountain pen was more broken than the one in Luo Jinping's hand, this one was the one he had been using.
Even if the school awards the one, he rarely uses it.
Then sat there.
Luo Jinping took out a look and put it in front of him, pointed to the name recorded in the notebook and said:
"You write dozens of them, and I'll write the rest."
When Yang Xiaole heard this, he began to write.
Writing hard, the neat block letters fell on the award, and the speed was not slower than Luo Jinping's.
This is not the kind of printed award certificate that came later.
There is only one certificate border, and the words on it are all written by hand.
This is a certificate of merit for a triple merit student.
There are more than thirty in total, and the other party has already written about a dozen, and there are more than twenty left.
Luo Jinping just glanced at him, and continued to write his award.
While writing, he said without raising his head: "Tell me, what are you thinking about in a daze in class?" ”
Yang Xiaole also didn't raise his head and said nonsense: "Oh, sometimes I think about the teacher's lectures, my brain is not enough, sometimes I think too much, and it is easy to be in a daze." ”
After writing one, I put it next to it.
Then write the next one.
Luo Jinping shook his head speechlessly.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled while writing: "Teacher Luo, how long will you be teaching?" When are you going back to the city? ”
Hearing this, Luo Jinping's movements paused.
His eyes darkened.
Then he smiled again and said, "What's wrong?" Don't want Mr. Luo to take you with you? Annoying me? ”
Where can Yang Xiaole say that.
For him, it didn't matter who he was looking to teach.
If he comes to an old pedant and keeps a straight face all day long, he really can't stand it.
Then he smiled: "That's not true, Mr. Luo, you are approachable, which student doesn't like it." ”
That's not a lie.
The other party was really serious in class, but in private, I basically didn't see him get angry with anyone.
In his words, there are people who don't pay attention to the lectures when they are in class.
There are students' problems, and they are also his own problems.
I didn't teach it well.
When Luo Jinping heard this, he shook his head speechlessly, this kid.
Then he said calmly: "I said it was three years, and I don't know if I can leave!" ”
When Yang Xiaole heard this, he asked strangely: "Didn't you say that you have been teaching for 2 years?" Why is it three years again? ”
Luo Jinping smiled when he heard this: "I didn't say it for 2 years, you listened to what others said!" 3 years is a natural year, and 2 years is a verbal vague word, for example, if you want to borrow money, you say that you want to borrow money, not specifically referring to the specific amount of money.
For example, if you lend me a pen for 2 days, these 2 days may be several days, not specific 2 days. ”
The corners of Yang Xiaole's mouth twitched when he heard this.
All right!
He thought it would be 2 years!
He was also preached.
However, he thought of one thing, in the event of a natural disaster, in order to relieve the pressure of food and work in the city, a group of people would return to the countryside.
It is estimated that the time for the other party to return to the city will be infinitely compressed.
At that time, they were all mobilizing to the countryside, and where would they receive people from the countryside, although this was a township.
But none of that was something he could consider.
Then the award was quietly written.
The speed of the two of them was much faster, and after more than half an hour, the two of them almost finished writing together.
After Luo Jinping saw that it was written, he put all the awards together.
casually took out 2 from the bottom, and handed them to him without looking at them: "This is yours, you can bring it back yourself, and I won't have to send it to you." ”
He took out a pencil and two exercise books from the table.
Yang Xiaole smiled and took a look.
One first prize, one good student.
It's already soft.,As for the pen and notebook.,Naturally, it's a prize.。
Seeing this, Luo Jinping urged: "Okay, it's not early, go to sleep!" ”
Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded, and took the things and put them on the empty desk next to the bed.
Then he went to bed.
picked up the pu fan prepared by Luo Jinping and fanned it there.
And after Luo Jinping got it done, he blew out the kerosene lamp and fell asleep.
After a busy day, Yang Xiaole is actually quite tired, after all, his body has not yet recovered.
After a while, I fell asleep.