Zhong Ping was extremely haggard because of K's injury. When it was time to fall asleep, he was still staring at K's bloody clothes and feeling brooding.
Maybe he should help K burn these clothes? But the shirt still belongs to him. Even though it is stained with blood, he bought it at a street stall with the hard-earned money.
Looking at the length of his trouser legs, it was obvious that he couldn't even find one of the same length in his wardrobe. If he had a fever, he would have to go out in pajamas in two days.
After some mental struggle, he decided to take out all his clothes in the washing machine and wash K's clothes first.
When he was looking through the pockets of K's clothes, he kept praying that he wouldn't find anything scary. As expected, nothing scary was found in his shirt. As a result, he found an old-fashioned spinning wheel from the mysterious belt on his pants.
He even clumsily opened the magazine of a revolver and found seven rounds of live ammunition inside.
It was so unnatural for all of this to happen. Even if he had a knife in the sheath behind his belt that could threaten him at any time, there was also a gun... Even if he had a gun, it actually had one more bullet than a normal revolver. Except
In addition to not being able to reload with ordinary magazines, this also means the opportunity for a desperate counterattack...
No, he couldn't think about this. After putting the clothes and pants into the washing machine, he was completely depressed: He was just a kindergarten teacher, and he still didn't want to have anything to do with K.
But it's all like this... He looked at the person lying on the sofa with resentment. Because he loves peace, he chose to major in preschool education. Maybe he was destined to be like this... But he was afraid! Since ancient times, no one has died, or
Lighter than a feather, or floating on a tissue... no matter how you die, it is an insignificant death.
He defined for himself that a person like him would not be able to accomplish anything big even if he were killed. Even he himself did not believe that a person whose legs were so weak that he could not walk after being threatened with a knife could accomplish something big.
Tomorrow he wanted to hide K's swords and guns, and beg him to leave quickly after his injuries were healed. Miraculously, he felt that K didn't look like a treacherous person, and he didn't really want to find any "trick".
Well, he had to make up his mind to drive people away. This was his last thought after turning off the light and going to bed.
This morning, K still got up earlier than Zhong Ping. When Zhong Ping came out, he saw K sitting silently on the sofa. He was about to say something about evicting people, but he heard K speak first, which was rare: "It's your job to take care of the wound."
Yes? Thank you."
Zhong Ping fell into a strange feeling of warmth. Apart from training kindergarten children to develop the habit of saying thank you, he almost never heard others say thank you to him. In fact, he could not help others.
"...I washed your pants and hung them to dry..." Zhong Ping suppressed his words.
"Where's the belt?" K asked, becoming alert again.
"Well, I'll keep it for you until you grow up...oh no, I'll return it to you when you're healed."
"Where to put it?" K has a tendency to not break the casserole and feel uncomfortable.
Zhong Ping kept mumbling for a long time, and finally pointed to the closet where K originally hid. K nodded appreciatively and continued to ask: "Then you won't go to work?"
Then he yelled something bad, rushed into the bathroom in a hurry, and then rummaged through the refrigerator with a toothbrush in his mouth, trying to add some flavor to the breakfast he had to eat.
After putting on his clothes hastily, he went out with the leftover sausage from the night before.
It is conceivable that during the day, Zhong Ping was inevitably worried about the eviction order that he could not express.
The little princess Sisi comes to the kindergarten every day as if she is going on a date with Zhong Ping. Except for being repeatedly told not to let the male teacher follow her when going to the toilet, the rest of the time she is either held by Zhong Ping or hugged by Zhong Ping's thigh.
And "I will marry Teacher Zhong when I grow up" is naturally said a lot. Children who are usually more noticed are also easier to be bullied. Long Long is a little bully who often bullies children just to deprive them of their attention. Every time Long Long
After Long pulled Sisi's braid or lifted Sisi's skirt to make a splash, Sister Ma's glare and education were naturally indispensable.
What troubles Zhong Ping the most is Long Long's stubbornness. He can always see Long Long's father coming to pick him up. He is big and round, and his whole body can fit two of them. In summer, the tattoos on his arms will be exposed. In this case,
Maybe it should be described as a tiger father without a canine son? Or in a slightly derogatory sense, like father, like son? Or maybe Chi Guoguo's upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked?
The problematic parents of the problem students have communicated with Long Long’s father several times but to no avail. Long Long’s father keeps insisting that his children should “develop freely and freely” and refuses to let go. He also refuses to listen to what others say... This gives Zhong Ping a headache.
Added a bit of resentment.
Well, since it is work, there are ups and downs along the way. He must have a normal heart.
I heard that this kindergarten used to have three classes each for the upper, middle and lower classes, but when Zhong Ping came, there were already one for the lower class, one for the middle class, and two for the upper class. He always thought that this was a side effect of the European economic depression, and he felt sorry for himself
I feel lucky to have found such a job.
Now, apart from Zhuang Hua, he and Sister Ma are the only two non-full-time kindergarten teachers available in the kindergarten who have just graduated from college. In addition to the middle class that he is mainly in charge of, sometimes he will also go to the small class to teach a class when there is not enough staff.
class, reorganize the big class.
Although the salary is a bit pitiful and the work is thankless, Zhong Ping is still very satisfied with this job. It is better to say that he has no idea what else he can do if he is not a kindergarten teacher.
For the whole day, Zhong Ping was haunted by the sense of failure that he could not even issue an eviction order, until Zhuang Hua came and patted him on the shoulder again: "My friend wants to transfer a half-month-old Labrador, please give me his contact information.
?" Now Zhong Ping came to his senses.
When he went home in the evening, he subconsciously felt that there would be terrible vegetarian dishes waiting for him, so he didn't bring anything back with him.
However, there was no vegetarian food waiting for him at home, and he didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed. K was still sleeping on his bed, showing no reaction to his return.
There was no response... This was wrong. Usually when he got up at night to go to the bathroom, K would be staring at him from behind the sofa with two eyes brighter than an owl...
So Zhong Ping approached K cautiously, looked around (just touched his face) and concluded that K had a fever due to yesterday's wound, and it was very hot to his hands.
Now Zhong Ping panicked again. He rummaged through the cabinets and started looking for a thermometer. After looking for the thermometer for a long time, he decided that it would be better to look for paracetamol first, so he went back the same way. Finally, he found the thermometer in the place where paracetamol was put.
When K finally woke up when he was fumbling to put the thermometer in K's hot bed, Zhong Ping asked him to take medicine, and then said to himself that the medicine should be taken after meals. He was shocked again.
I rushed to order food.
When he thought of a traumatized patient, Zhong Ping didn't know what to eat and what not to eat, so he just had the same old vegetarian meal. Vegetarian dishes would not fool anyone!