Chapter 411: Talking about the teacher
Being on duty means doing more things than others.
Lu Miao had a whisper in her heart.
But in front of so many people, it's hard to say anything.
Forget it, it's only temporary anyway.
When the class leader sees the personal character of the class, he may soon look for other more suitable candidates.
The class is still selecting study committee members.
Lu Miao looked at the blackboard in front of her with empty eyes, and her index finger unconsciously tapped the desktop.
Even though I was in college, I felt like I was in elementary school or junior high school......
"Let's get here today, you can go around the school first, get familiar with the environment, and at other times, you can look at the textbooks first, or get familiar with the neighborhood of the school."
"Classes start tomorrow!"
Originally, this afternoon was officially in class, and it was a good time to catch up with last Thursday, and the class guide directly announced free activities.
The class left the classroom, and gradually there were people in the class who became active.
Among them, Lu Miao's hands and feet are the most nimble.
Others chattered and said that there was a bookstore in the nearby department store, and asked if they would like to go over and have a look.
Lu Miao had already packed her books and walked out of the classroom with a handbag.
Several female classmates in the front and back looked at each other.
One of them is named Li Yue, a female classmate, who is about the same age as Lu Miao.
Li Yue whispered:
"I heard that before the college entrance examination, the squad leader was a young man who cut into the queue, but I really didn't see it......"
Not to mention in school.
In their class alone, half of the number of people came back from the rural educated youth.
Which one hasn't been honed to be black and thin?
Look at the squad leader again, his face is ruddy, and his skin is stuffed with white face.
Where is it like a person who has participated in hard labor?
The capitalist's lady is nothing more than that.
Lu Miao's seat is in the fourth column of the third group, which can be regarded as the most central position in the work.
The faces of the people near her place flashed strangely, and they all noticed something unusual.
But if you can't get into college, no one wants to do much.
Everyone wanted to finish their studies well, so no one picked up Li Yue's words.
Li Yue pursed her lips, observed the situation, and stopped talking.
On the other side, Lu Miao carried a handbag and ran around the back of his head with a twisted braid.
"Teacher!"
Under the crisp female voice, Li Jiancheng turned his head.
"What's wrong, Mr. Lu?"
Lu Miao slowed down her steps and calmed her breathing before stepping forward.
"Teacher, I want to ask you, do you know Teacher Tan?"
The young male teacher who is dressed neatly and neatly and the female student with a pretty face and a white face are on the same screen and in the same frame, and the picture fits a little.
The students in the classroom came out one after another, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at it several times.
Even if they have only met each other, there are still classmates who politely shout "hello teacher" when passing by.
Li Jiancheng bowed slightly, his eyes gestured to Lu Miao, and took two steps to the side of the aisle.
"Are you talking about the teacher?"
didn't know the school's attitude towards students as "translators", Lu Miao couldn't say it clearly, so he casually made excuses:
"My family used to live in Dongcheng, and there was a neighbor who was familiar with Teacher Tan, and when he knew that I was going to school here, he asked me to bring a letter to Teacher Tan."
Li Jiancheng nodded, without doubt.
Slowly moved his steps and walked downstairs with Lu Miao.
"Teacher Tan shouldn't have been at the school for a while."
"Ah......h
"But it's nothing, Secretary Zou is still in school, you can see when you meet Secretary Zou one day, you can send the letter to Secretary Zou."
Seeing Lu Miao's blank eyes, Li Jiancheng explained:
"Secretary Zou and Teacher Tan are two people."
"I see!"
Lu Miao's eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded thoughtfully.
Just walked to the door of the first floor, she bowed slightly to Li Jiancheng.
"I see, thank you, teacher."
Li Jiancheng chuckled and shook his head, and left kindly.
Lu Miao pulled the mouth of the handbag.
The corner of the envelope in the politics textbook was sandwiched between the letters of recommendation written by Director Ma.
Originally, I wanted to go to Secretary Zou, but after thinking about it, Lu Miao closed the mouth of the bag again and walked back slowly.
Although it is said that they are two people, they can talk about the things that the teacher manages, and Secretary Zou may not be involved.
Let's wait...... I'll talk about it in a few days, and the teacher will come back.
Recently, there is nothing to spend a lot of money at home, so it is time to rest.
Fu Jingyou is quick with his hands and feet, the pressurized water well in the small courtyard is connected, and the toilet is also available, which is instantly convenient.
Fu Jingyou is an idle man, taking advantage of the rest, he has already bought back the vegetable seeds, and opened two vegetable plots in the courtyard.
The vegetable field is one and a half meters wide and six meters long, with two ridges on one side, and the entrance door is open on the left and right.
The yard is an old yard, and in the past, I only considered stepping on the ground and making it strong, and I didn't think about planting melons and vegetables, so the ground was all clay.
Clay soil is slow to drain and easy to harden, making it unsuitable for growing vegetables.
When Lu Miao went home, Fu Jingyou was tinkering with the one she had made in the village, burning the honeycomb coal in the house and soaking it in water.
The honeycomb coal is crushed, mixed with lime and the few plant ashes at home and mixed with the soil.
Seeing this, Lu Miao hurriedly went into the house and put down his things to help him.
"Why did you come back so early?"
Fu Jingyou asked her curiously.
She replied truthfully:
"Today is mainly for the cadres of the class division and campaign class, and the class was supposed to be in the afternoon, but according to the class schedule, today and Thursday are free activities."
"And free time?"
Fu Jingyou felt strange.
Lu Miao nodded and explained to him:
"Universities don't have full-day classes like elementary and junior high schools......
"There are very few classes, and you will know when you start school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
Fu Jingyou let out a low "um", and his mind became active.
It would be nice if the course time was really not that tight.
It's just right for him.
Lu Miao didn't know his little abacus, so he helped push away the soil that had been mixed together.
She stood aside and began to perform the kung fu of "Lu's fingering":
"The yard is so big, why do you open such a little land? Just pave a trail to pass by, and plant the rest. ”
Fu Jingyou originally wanted to say that there were too many plants to eat.
But when you think about it, a variety of tricks is fine.
lest the squeamish bag at home get tired of eating and appetite, and the meal will not be fragrant when the time comes.
"Okay, then I'll make a space for the kids to play and take care of the rest."
"I'll help you with it~"
"Okay."
Fu Jingyou emptied the doorway, and all the other places shattered the soil.
Lu Miao put on cotton gloves and cleaned up the corner of the yard that Fu Jingyou had not taken out and poured out one by one.
Fu Jingyou dug the ground, she sprinkled broken tiles on the soft soil, and then stood up and stepped on it.
I can't say how beautiful the broken tile path is, but when it rains in the future, you don't have to worry about mud on your shoes or slipping.
Lu Miao looked good, and wanted to get the one at the door later.
Fu Jingyou didn't let her get it, and said that the piece at the door of the turn would be brushed with a layer of Sanhe soil.
Lest when the children play, they are always pulling on the soil, which is easy to stain their clothes, not to mention, and it is not hygienic. (End of chapter)