Chapter 63: Dead?
After the nougat is divided, it is still a small bag per book.
The rest of the mess was left for Xu Ran to clean up.
She took a cart and carried the "garbage" to the backyard, and took a hoe to dig deep pits in the land that had been processed.
Each box of "garbage" is distributed according to the proportion, and each large pit is poured into a box of "garbage", and then sprinkled with rice bran and poured with rice washing water that has been stored for so long.
Finally, it is buried in soil and fermented for two or three months.
People are always motivated when it comes to new things.
Jiang Zhi is no exception.
What seemed to outsiders to be hard work, but she found joy in it.
Back in the front yard, Sheng Yi and the cubs worked together to make all the three shelves she wanted, and put them on antiseptic glue to dry.
It's just that there is a bit of a waste of wood.
Jiang Zhiyi totaled.
Make a swing out of the leftover wood!
"Swing? What is that? β
Jiang Zhi didn't explain to him, and instructed the cubs to make the wood into the shape and length she wanted, apply antiseptic glue to dry, and move it to a suitable position to knock nails and assemble it.
Finally, four ropes are hung and two wooden planks coated with antiseptic glue are fixed to complete a two-person swing.
"It's done!"
Jiang Zhi raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his arm, and the bangs on his forehead were slightly soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead.
A pair of bright eyes are amazingly bright.
And her whole person is shining in the eyes of the cubs.
Because everyone didn't know what to do except her, and the whole process was almost done by herself, and the cubs occasionally came over to help with it.
Jiang Zhixiao's back is extremely huge in their eyes!
The teacher is a giantess!
Jiang Zhi didn't notice the adoring gaze of the cubs at all, and he didn't know that he was already a superhuman existence in their minds.
He can do anything, isn't that Superman?
In order to ensure the safety of the swing, she fixed all four feet of the swing to the ground.
Then pull Sheng Yi together, swing for a while, make sure that it is firm and reinforce it again, and then rest assured that it can be used by the cubs.
"This swing only has two positions, so one person can't play for too long, and can't compete for know?"
"Got it!"
The cubs were amazed by the newly made toy.
There was a long queue in front of the swing to experience it.
They also set the time that everyone can play within themselves, and there is no pushing and noisy, which is surprisingly harmonious.
After dinner, the three teachers worked together to carry the three shelves into the corners of their respective classes and arrange the books one by one.
Most of the books in the kindergarten class are mainly pictures and few words.
The middle class and the large class are all half-pictured, half-character and half-pinyin storybooks.
From tall to short, there are three shelves crammed full.
In this way, there is another indoor activity in the future.
"Dingβ"
The phone in your pocket rings with the sound of a text message.
Jiang Zhi took it out and looked at it.
It is a transfer reminder from the bank.
Recently, videos have been sent out one after another, and the income has been received one after another.
Fortunately, none of them were in arrears.
She specially moved a card out as a public fund for the kindergarten.
She had already talked to three other teachers.
The money earned is three or seven points, she is three, and the kindergarten is seven.
"Are you done? When you're done, it's almost dark, so you can go back to your dorm. β
Sheng Yi has already brought all the cubs back to the dormitory.
There are a few cubs who still want to continue playing on the swing and don't want to go back to the dormitory so early to get ready for bed.
But under the strong majesty of the grand intentions, they all went back obediently.
"Almost, I want to slice the dried dough before I go back to the dorm."
Seeing that it was getting dark, she still wanted to finish the last bit of work before going back.
When the dough is completely dry, it will not be easy to cut.
"Then I'll accompany you."
Sheng Yi's eyes were half-closed, obviously quite sleepy.
Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and his posture became more and more erect.
Jiang Zhi glanced up at her: "If you are really sleepy, you can go back and rest first." β
Sheng Yi shook his head: "Recently, the space-time passage has been a little unstable, it's best not to hang out alone at night, it's better for me to follow you." β
His words reminded her of what had happened that day, and she didn't refuse his kindness again.
In the dimly lit kitchen, there was only the sound of knives and cutting boards clashing lightly, and the writing was unusually clear in the thick darkness.
The tiredness of a tiring day swept in.
A little sleepiness eroded her brain, Jiang Zhi subconsciously yawned, and the hazy mist blurred her eyes.
As soon as I looked up, a red figure seemed to float in front of me.
In the blink of an eye, it was gone.
Is it a delusion?
She glanced back at Sheng Yi.
Sheng Yi sat on the threshold with his back to her, and he didn't even notice it......
That must be a delusion.
After cutting for more than an hour, all the flakes are cut and placed on the cutting board and plate on the table to continue to dry, and gently cover with a layer of plastic wrap to prevent dust from falling.
"Cut it, let's go."
Jiang Zhi pulled the lamp and walked to the door only to find out.
Sheng Yi had already fallen asleep on the threshold with his head propped up.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but the front yard seems to be darker and foggy than before, as if there is something strange mixed in it, gloomy.
Jiang Zhi's heart straightened hair, and he reached out and gently pushed Sheng Yi.
"Hehehehe~"
A laugh as crisp as a silver bell came from the air.
"Who?"
Jiang Zhi stood up with all the hairs all over his body.
As soon as she let go of her hand, Sheng Yi, who was sitting on the threshold, fell to the side without warning, and fell to the ground motionless, as if he had lost his breath.
"Sheng, Teacher Sheng?"
Jiang Zhi's voice trembled.
She squatted down tremblingly, reached out and pushed him a few more times without responding.
Swallowing his saliva, he mustered up the courage to reach out and reach out to probe his breath.
Instantly turned pale with fright, and sat on the ground.
"Ahh Dead, dead? β
How, how is that possible?
How could someone as powerful as Mr. Sheng die?
A person who was alive just now......
How, how can it be ......?
Tears welled up in the corners of Jiang Zhi's eyes, and he covered his mouth and whimpered.
It's so sudden......
"Big sister, will you play with me?"
The heavy fog in the courtyard dissipated a little, and Jiang Zhi raised his eyes, covered with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly.
The small red figure on the swing is particularly clear.
On the swing, which was originally unoccupied, was sitting a little girl in a red dress.
"Is this a swing you made, big sister? It's so good, before Qiqi, there was also a swing, let's play together! β
Her words seemed magical.
When Jiang Zhi came back to his senses, he was already sitting on the swing.
She wanted to come down, but her ass seemed to be stuck to the swing plank, and she couldn't stop or get down.
The little girl sits on the other side of the swing.
At a closer look, the little guy's face was pale, but it was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and it would break when touched.
"Yes, is it you, killed, killed, killed, Sheng, Mr. Sheng?"
(End of chapter)