() Home visits are an eternal pain or an eternal dream for many students.
For students whose performance in school is average or even poor, a home visit is tantamount to a more cruel test than an exam. They are worried that the teacher will reveal their school situation to their families. For other students with excellent grades, it is
An impatient expectation, hoping that the teacher can pass on his achievements and honors in school to his family.
Therefore, students' performance in school can also be distinguished from their attitude towards home visits.
However, in Chen Yu's view, home visits should not carry too much meaning about grades, but should carry more health and happiness. At the same time, more attention should be paid to methods and techniques, respect for children's rights, and should not be done in front of children.
Talk about some things directly and directly to avoid inadvertently hurting their sensitive and fragile self-esteem.
Therefore, he believes that the appropriate method of home visits should be to explore the impact of the family and school environment on the healthy growth of children as the main content, and to conduct it in a humanized manner.
Of course, this was an idea that he had taken for granted before and had never had the opportunity to put it into practice since he was a child.
He originally thought he would never have this kind of opportunity in his life, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
But with the list of home visits provided by Teacher Li, he felt that this opportunity was a bit difficult to practice.
The first name on the list is exactly that: Murong Hui.
Seeing this name, he felt a little complicated.
His first reaction was: She must not welcome this home visit.
So he immediately asked Teacher Li whether this home visit must be carried out. What if the students are disgusted?
Teacher Li’s reply is: Selecting some students for home visits is a plan set by the Academic Affairs Office. In principle, it is not allowed to change the established list. If there are special circumstances, students are asked to explain to the Academic Affairs Office.
Typical bureaucratic approach... Chen Yu sighed after receiving the reply.
Not knowing what the other party's actual attitude was, Chen Yu had no choice but to call Murong Hui to communicate.
Murong Hui was surprised after receiving the call. There were two main reasons: first, she did not expect that she would be lucky enough to be chosen, and second, she did not expect that the person who went to visit her home would be Chen Yu.
"Murong Hui, do you think there is any problem with this home visit? If something is inconvenient, according to the regulations, you can go to the Academic Affairs Office and explain the situation..." Chen Yu relayed the regulations on the phone with some helplessness.
"...Brother Yu, are you the only one here for a home visit?" Murong Hui was silent for a while before answering.
"It seems so. The Academic Affairs Office is seriously short of manpower and I was temporarily requisitioned." Chen Yu said.
"Then come here, my address is near the Chengdong Fruit Wholesale Market." She answered unexpectedly.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yu understood a little bit. Because she went alone, she agreed.
Yes, maybe I am one of the very few people who understands her performance in school and her inner reasons, and is someone she feels she can trust, so she was agreed to it.
However, this kind of trust did not bring him much joy. Instead, it added a sense of heaviness and helplessness.
It's not that I'm afraid of taking responsibility, but that I feel a vague intolerance.
But he has already said what he should say, and he doesn't want to speak again this time.
The time is 9 o'clock in the morning on the third day.
He had heard about the Fruit Wholesale Market in the north of the city, but had never been there in person. After he passed the bus several times and got off the bus, he realized that this place was a little different from what he had imagined.
If Jiangnan City is a metropolis, then this is an urban and rural club.
After getting off the bus, I saw a scene completely different from the bustling scene near Oscar.
On the left hand side, more than a hundred meters away, is a semicircular gate on the side of the road. It says in big iron letters: Chengbei Fruit Wholesale Market. Looking in from the main gate, you can see under a huge iron canopy.
There are many stalls, various small trucks and trolleys mixed with pedestrians crowding the aisles, and there are noisy shouts and hawking sounds. At the same time, the pungent smell of various fruits hits your nostrils.
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Outside the fruit wholesale market, there are two other grocery markets with similar shops. Some sell tobacco and alcohol of various colors, some sell all kinds of grains, some wholesale all kinds of daily necessities, and some sell production tools.
In short, the first impression after getting off the bus is that this place is basically a gathering place for markets.
He looked around and saw some residential buildings around him, but the shabby mosaic appearance and low floors showed that the living environment and conditions were more than one level different from those in the city center. Many buildings were still very far apart.
The small handshake building - a place where people between two floors can shake hands with each other through the balcony and windows. The light inside is dark, so it is obviously not a place where rich people live.
There is also a stinking ditch next to the bus station, and there are waves of unpleasant smell coming from it.
After Chen Yu got off the bus, even though he was mentally prepared, he was still surprised by how dirty and messy the environment was.
On the phone, Murong Hui asked herself to wait for her here, and she would take him to her house to sit for a while.
Taking advantage of the gap before she arrived, he walked around and felt the atmosphere that was different from the school environment.
In his mind, poverty and wealth are just temporary situations, and he will never use them as a mark to distinguish people.
What surprised him was whether the real situation of Murong Hui's family would be worse than imagined. If that was the case, the path she wanted to take would be even more difficult...
After waiting for a few minutes, suddenly a tall and beautiful figure walked quickly from one end of the road.
He raised his eyes and saw at a glance that it was Murong Hui who was walking in a hurry.
Although he walked a little hastily, his posture was still elegant, and even had another kind of sporty beauty.
Her outfit today is a little different from her usual, just a simple pink lace shirt, a pair of light blue jeans, and a pair of yellow high-heeled sandals.
Her long flowing hair danced in the wind, and her face had no makeup, but she had a beauty as clear as water and hibiscus, which made an unforgettable impression on everyone.
In this noisy place, such an outstanding girl suddenly walked out, just like a beautiful peacock suddenly walked among the chickens, which naturally made people's eyes brighten.
More than ten seconds later, she walked up to Chen Yu and said apologetically: "Brother Yu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I was helping my mother with some work just now!"
Chen Yu said: "Don't worry, I'm alone anyway, so it's okay to wait. Where is your mother? How about we go over and see her first?"
Murong Hui hesitated for a moment and said: "Forget it, Brother Yu, just come to my house and sit down."
Just as he was talking about this, a young man suddenly walked over from the side and said, "Murong Hui, your mother is not feeling well. Hurry over and have a look!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Hui's face changed slightly, and she turned around and said, "Brother Zeng, is my mother serious?"
The young man named Brother Zeng nodded and said, "She suddenly felt dizzy after you left, so I asked the person next to her to take care of her, and then rushed over to find you."
When Chen Yu saw this, he immediately said: "Let's go over quickly and see how Auntie is doing."
Murong Hui nodded and hurriedly took the lead and walked back.
After passing through the fruit wholesale market, we came to a residential downstairs at the back. There were also some small stalls in front of us, but neither the flow of people nor the location of the stalls were comparable to those outside.
Murong Hui hurriedly walked ahead and walked directly into one of the small stalls. Chen Yu looked up and saw the sign above: Murong Fruit Shop.
The size of the stall is not large, only about ten square meters. There is a small counter on the left, and a small table and a small bed for lying on the right. There are only some fruits outside. It can be seen that her usual
The family should sell fruits here and have a temporary rest.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman in her forties was lying on the small bed. She was wearing an ordinary floral top and was dressed similarly to other women around her. But the difference was that she had a very pretty face, vaguely similar to Murong Hui's.
They are somewhat similar, except that there are already a lot of wrinkles on them, and there are crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, which are obviously traces of time and hardship.
