"That's not good, if you refuse to accept Mr. Gong's money, then you won't help Mr. Gong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Then I can go to your house and find your father and mother to talk about it. Gong Ziyuan held back a smile and said seriously.

"My father and mother asked me to do this, what is the use of you looking for them?" Zhang asked puzzled.

"Of course, I have to talk to your father and mother. I'm a teacher, and I want to be a role model. To make people do things is to pay others. If I am unreasonable, will I still be able to teach in the future? Your father and mother obviously don't want Teacher Gong to be a good teacher. Either I just don't want you to help Mr. Gong. Gong Ziyuan said angrily.

Zhang Zhaohua scratched his brain, he couldn't tell whether what Teacher Gong said was true or false. So it's a little confusing to watch. Teacher Gong's words seem to make sense, but it doesn't seem wrong that my father and mother didn't let me accept the teacher's money. How can he make such a big problem of human sophistication make a fart kid choose?

"Teacher Gong, is that good? You better not go to my dad. My dad has a lot of strength. None of the people in our village could beat him. If you don't obey him, I'm afraid he'll throw you out. I'll just go back and tell them that I didn't confiscate your money and didn't eat your food. Okay?" Zhang Zhaohua thought of a bibimbap.

Teacher Gong seemed to be embarrassed for a long time before he nodded, "This is what you said." These foods were meant to be for you. Now you let go of the belly to eat. I haven't finished eating, so I'll come back tomorrow to eat. You know what?"

Zhang Zhaohua nodded hurriedly, grabbed a bottle of Coke with one hand, and pulled the lid of the can hard, and a stream of Coke water immediately splashed inside, splashing directly on Zhang Zhaohua's face, and red water droplets covered Zhang Zhaohua's face.

Teacher Gong hurriedly took out his checkered handkerchief and wiped the water droplets on Zhang Zhaohua's face.

After eating a bottle of Coke, Zhang Zhaohua kept hiccuping, almost stimulating her tears. But this taste really made Zhang Zhaohua linger. It may be a lovely treat for children in the city, and it is definitely a rare gift for children like Zhang Zhaohua.

Dangdang, the principal Ma Lisong, took a small hammer and vigorously struck a piece of scrap iron hanging outside the cafeteria. This is the legacy of the era of great steelmaking, when every family took their own iron pot and melted it into iron, because they had to eat a big pot of rice, so they thought that their pot was no longer useful. Who knows, the ancient steel made by the local method of steelmaking has no use at all. There is a natural hole in this piece of scrap steel, which is passed through with a thin steel bar and hung in the staff canteen of Meiziao Primary School as the bell of Meiziao Primary School. Each principal strikes the bell with a hammer to organize the day's teaching tasks. This knock has been knocking for decades.

Zhang Zhaohua hurriedly returned to the classroom.

The mute immediately greeted him and asked, "Call Hua, why did Mr. Gong ask you to go in? Did he criticize you? Huh? Why do you smell of soda?"

Gezhuping Town produces a soda that smells somewhat similar to Coke, and the price is much cheaper than Coke. A bottle of soda costs only a dime, and you can get five cents for returning the bottle. That is, it only costs five cents to drink a bottle of soda. When I drink it, the carbon dioxide in it keeps coming out, and I feel a rush in my stomach when I eat it.

"It's class. Don't talk. Zhang Zhaohua couldn't tell the mute the secret, so she had to drag the mute into the classroom.

On this day, Zhang Enzhong tossed around at home all day. Their kitchen was almost turned over by him, and even the ashes at the bottom of the stove were cleaned by Zhang Enzhong. Although the ground is not frozen with cement, the ground of Sanhe mud is so sturdy that Zhang Enzhong can reflect the figure. All the utensils related to making tofu were washed by him. The plaster was also re-burned. The beans are carefully selected and soaked in clean wooden barrels. When grinding soy milk in the afternoon, I was also extremely patient and grinded the soy milk extremely finely.

It's dark. Zhang Enzhong lay down in bed early in the morning, but he couldn't sleep, always thinking about where he was not ready.

"Don't toss. Wang Fang was so noisy that she couldn't fall asleep because of the man's noise, so she complained.

"Didn't toss? Lao Tzu doesn't toss, will you be **** in the future?" Zhang Enzhong was tired for a day today, and he spoke very rudely.

Wang Fang turned around and didn't pay attention to the heartless man.

The lights of thousands of homes were extinguished one by one, and only the moon in the sky was still shining all over the earth. Plum Pass fell into the tenderness of the night.

Zhang Enzhong's house has already begun to move, and a few pieces of miscellaneous wood that are willing to be burned during the festival are stuffed into the stove, in order to make the fire burn more vigorously. Because Zhang Enzhong suspected that the pot of tofu that was bad yesterday was because the soy milk was not cooked.

But when it came time to filter, it was still found that the soy milk was still difficult to filter out.

"What's going on? Obviously, this soy milk is so finely beaten and cooked thoroughly. This filtered cloth bag has also been washed several times today, and it is clean. Hit a ghost?" Zhang Enzhong tossed for a day, but found that the situation did not get better. Naturally, the temper is not much better.

"Didn't you say that he didn't spell you?" If you don't spell, how can you not make tofu?" Wang Fang is also the boss of the fire.

Zhang Enzhong couldn't help but scold, "This ball day!"

Zhang Enzhong and his family desperately squeezed it with a flat pole, and finally squeezed out the soy milk as much as possible. Soy milk is still a lot less than in the past.

Then the soybean milk was boiled, and according to the amount of soy milk, Zhang Enzhong reduced the amount of gypsum. But after the soy milk was washed into the wooden barrel, the result was still the same as yesterday. The tofu is all bad.

"Ball day!" Zhang Enzhong threw the water scoop in his hand to the ground, and the water scoop immediately fell apart. Zhang Enzhong couldn't care about so much, and walked towards Zhang Youping's house angrily. He concluded that Zhang Zhaohua had deceived him. He was going to go over and settle accounts with Zhang.

"Zhang Youping, Zhang Zhaohua! You open the door to Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Enzhong didn't think about Zhang Youping's force value, he had already let it go.

After a while, Zhang Youping opened the door, rushed out angrily, directly pressed Zhang Enzhong to the ground, and punched him several times. Zhang Enzhong didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Wang Fang knew that Zhang Enzhong had been beaten by Zhang Youping before, and now that he went to Zhang Youping's house to make trouble, he would definitely be beaten again. So I followed.

Seeing Zhang Youping pressing Zhang Enzhong to the ground and beating him, he hurriedly rushed up, "Zhang Youping, don't rely on you to fight, just bully people like this!"

"When did I bully your family? Your family came to my house for no reason to make trouble, and I warned him yesterday. This song is coming again today, are you really afraid of me?" Zhang Youping slapped Zhang Enzhong twice.

Although Zhang Enzhong was beaten, he was still very strong, "Youping, you have a kind of you who beat me to death." You can't beat me. Just let you get up honestly and explain it to me! He said he didn't curse me, why can't I make tofu?"