Sooner or later, I will take revenge on He Caitou! Zhang Hengu thought bitterly.
After he bought the mobile phone at the weekend, he did not go home to show off to Xiao Liang, but lived in the school. Unexpectedly, a gunshot was fired outside the school at night, and he accidentally heard Zhang Momo's voice. At this critical moment, he suddenly let
He was beaten with a stick and almost lost his life in Nanjiawa Primary School. Regarding this sap, Zhang Hengu knew better than Ming Jing. Apart from He Caitou, could there be another person?
Since he arrived at Nanjiawa Elementary School, he has become He Caitou's love rival. It is of course expected that he would be beaten behind his back. However, Zhang Hengu suffered this blow at the most critical moment, which directly led to
There was no trace of Zhang Momo anymore, which made him feel more uncomfortable than killing Zhang Hengu.
The whole day on Monday was busy. Principal Chen ran to the main school three times in one day. When he came back from the main school for the last time, his anxious brows finally relaxed. Assembling the best students in the town into one class, it is estimated that
There would be no problems in front of the county magistrate. To be on the safe side, he called Zhang Hengu to the office and made detailed arrangements for him. Of course, Zhang Hengu felt that this task was quite difficult, and he pushed back and asked for Xiao Liang or
Other capable and experienced teachers will do it. But now everyone in the school has their own share of work, and everyone's work seems to be inseparable. Zhang Hengu is the only one who is idle when picking and choosing, and he is the only one who comes.
It's time to take up this responsibility.
In fact, in Principal Chen’s mind, Zhang Hengu could not be picked by the teachers at Nanjiawa Primary School. For this special class, even if Zhang Hengu is allowed to struggle for a few days from other classes, he should be replaced by a smart and capable teacher.
A teacher from the main school serves as the temporary class teacher. However, this matter has certain risks. If something goes wrong, the deceitful class teacher will be the first to bear the brunt. Whether it is the main school or Principal Lin, the responsibility is big or small. In the spirit of
For a foolproof plan, the scapegoat must be arranged in advance, and Zhang Hengu is naturally the temporary head teacher.
If Zhang Hengu doesn’t make the scapegoat, should other teachers do it?
Zhang Hengu had no idea that there were so many tricks here. He only gave in based on his ability and level. Firstly, he had never been a class teacher, and secondly, he knew nothing about music, sports, art, or calligraphy.
, the most important thing is that he only knows a few words now, God knows why he manages these students.
After much persuasion, Zhang Hengu had no choice but to agree. Fortunately, except for memorizing the names of the students, he basically didn’t have to do anything else. After getting the list of students, his day’s work was finally over.
When Zhang Hengu returned to Dongda Village, it was already very late. Carrying his tired body and walking towards home, Zhang Hengu prepared to wash his clothes and then take a good bath. After all, he had to meet the county magistrate, and this was a sea of flowers.
The super official of the county had to pave the school with loess and splash the streets with clear water. As the protagonist, he also had to take a shower and change clothes.
Zhang Hengu entered Dongda Village with his thoughts on his mind. He met the village director Zhang Minsheng in front of the supermarket. He said hello and walked home without getting off his bicycle. Director Zhang was about to go home when he suddenly thought of something.
Call Zhang Hengu loudly to stop.
"Director Zhang, what's the matter?" Zhang Hengu asked strangely.
Comrade Zhang Minsheng, as the director of Dongda Village, is quite high in seniority. When he faces people like Zhang Hengu, he usually calls himself grandpa. However, no one has ever called him grandpa, unless they ask him to do something.
Although Zhang Hengu and Director Zhang have the same surname, they are not from the same family. Because Zhang Minsheng is the biggest official in the village, Zhang Hengu usually calls him Third Uncle because of his seniority as a sign of respect for him, but San
Uncle was not ranked first, he was still an uncle, so Director Zhang never agreed to what Zhang Hengu called him. Later, Zhang Hengu learned his lesson and simply used official positions to commensurate with each other. In this way, there was no distinction between distance and distance, which made Director Zhang unhappy. In fact, Zhang Hengu was unhappy.
, fellow villagers, all seniors are shouting nonsense, as long as you don’t shout your name, you know the etiquette.
"Hey, look how you call me that, I'm your third uncle." Zhang Minsheng said dissatisfied.
Zhang Hengu didn't understand why Zhang Minsheng suddenly asked him to call him "third uncle" again, so he had to change his words and call him "third uncle" again.
"Let me ask you something." Director Zhang called Zhang Hengu back and said, "My third son said that he will go to Nanjiawa Primary School tomorrow. Do you know what is going on?"
Zhang Hengu is the head teacher of this temporary class, so of course he knows what is going on. When he first thought of this idea, he was inspired by Director Zhang’s son. How could he be left behind? Zhang Hengu turned the quality education performance class into
He told Zhang Minsheng about the incident and said that the son of his third uncle’s family was recommended by him personally. Of course, Zhang Hengu did not tell him the truth. He only explained that there would be an inspection in the county tomorrow and the best students in the main school would be selected.
Come together and let the leaders perform for the leaders. All the selected students are the top students in the town. This is a rare opportunity.
When Director Zhang heard this, his face turned red with excitement and said, "Let me tell you, if the best students were not selected, how could there be only one son of mine in the whole school in Dongda Village?"
Zhang Hengu was afraid that he would brag about it everywhere, and it would be difficult to talk about it if the secret was revealed. He said: "Uncle San, I have something to do and I have to go back first. Tomorrow, the county leaders will have a lot of projects to investigate. I have to prepare for your family."
It’s best not to tell others about your son’s selection, otherwise we won’t be able to get over it if someone looks for someone else. Anyway, there are only so many places, and there are too many places to fit in the classroom.”
"I understand this, I understand this. When I'm free another day, I'll treat you to dinner."
Since Zhang Hengu became a people's teacher, Uncle Zhang's attitude towards him has changed a lot. However, when it comes to Director Zhang's treat, it is really rare in Dongda Village. Zhang Minsheng's words made Zhang Hengu feel flattered.
Zhang Hengu returned home and ate something simple. He took off his clothes, washed them in the stream and hung them to dry. He estimated that he would be able to put them on when he got up in the morning when the night wind blew. This clothes he brought from Beijing.
The clothes that Zhang Hengu wore when he came back were the only clothes that Zhang Hengu could wear on formal occasions. It was already getting late, and now Zhang Hengu had neither a TV nor a computer at home, and he couldn't even find a radio.
After walking around for a few times, Zhang Hengu felt that it was even more boring. In the past, when Zhang Moguo was around, he had to wash and cook all day long to serve Zhang Moguo. He didn't feel that time passed quickly. Now he is alone and lonely.
The feeling arises spontaneously.
It was still a little early to take a shower and go to bed, so Zhang Hengu walked out of the yard and wandered around on the hillside outside.
The moon rises early today, and it is the time when the moon is bright. It shines on the hillside. The wild grasses in the woods are growing in full bloom. The shadows of the woods are cast on the grass, reflecting exaggerated shapes. The white moonlight shines in the grass.
The grass was flowing, the grass reflected white light, and the hillside seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost. Zhang Hengu got closer and found that there was a field of wild grass called horses that don’t eat grass. This kind of grass is a very special kind near Dongshan.
Grass, if you let the fog pour on it in the morning, it will shed a lot of sap by itself. When it drips on the stone, it will form crystal water droplets. This kind of water droplets will not disperse as long as there is fog, until the sun shines on the bluestone.
The water droplets will disappear instantly. These juices have no color and taste, but they can detoxify a lot of poisons. However, because there is no way to collect them, they can only be left alone on the hillside without anyone taking care of them.
Zhang Hengu was having a hard time, so he pulled out a few plants. Seeing that their root systems were all good, he thought that his yard was bare, so planting some horses that would not eat grass would green up the plants without having to worry about watering them.
I didn't care, so I pulled out some more and took them back, made a place in the corner of the yard and planted these grasses.
Zhang Hengu planted these horses that wouldn't eat grass because he was bored, but everything has a cause and effect. Just because Zhang Hengu planted these horses that didn't eat grass, Zhang Hengu was saved from death.
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