Chapter 180 The selection criteria for difficult students, go donate!
"Song Zhizhi, are you sure? I think you should discuss this matter with your family before coming to me!" If her family disagrees or thinks she deceived Song Zhizhi, she won't be able to explain it clearly if there are ten people talking.
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Teacher Xie stood up directly, packed the money into his bag, then took Song Zhizhi and walked out, "I think you still have to let your parents know, it doesn't matter if you delay a class, you don't have to do it anyway."
Keep up with the school's progress, let's go to your house now, I won't feel at ease until this is dealt with!"
That's 40,000 yuan. If she doesn't take care of it quickly, she won't be able to afford the compensation if something goes wrong!
Song Zhizhi was pulled away and had no way to resist, but she also felt that her child's identity was indeed not convincing enough, so she followed silently.
She led Teacher Xie out of the school. Teacher Xie was worried all the way, looking around for fear that someone would come to steal the money. It was not until he stepped into the store and walked up to the second floor that he felt completely relieved.
The auntie had just sent away the last customer during this period, and when she saw Song Zhizhi being visited at home, she quickly half-closed the store door, and together with Grandma Song, led Teacher Xie up to the second floor and sat down in the living room.
Grandma Song was in charge of entertaining, while the aunt went to wash the fruits and sat next to them.
Teacher Xie didn't hesitate and explained his purpose directly, then took out the 40,000 yuan and spread it on the table.
Grandma Song:......
Auntie:……
The two of them raised their foreheads at the same time: It's so numb, it's so numb, and there's so much cash, it's all numb!
Teacher Xie didn't know about Zhou Feng's crazy gift of money before, but both the aunt and Grandma Song knew about it, so they all looked at Song Zhizhi, asking in their eyes, is it really okay to accept it like this?
"Grandma Song, Aunt Song Zhizhi, one more thing is that classmate Song Zhizhi said that she got an unexpected fortune. She wanted to donate 5,000 to classmates who can't afford to study in school. Of course I think classmate Song Zhizhi is very kind, but she is a child after all.
, I think it’s better to ask you about the handling of this money.”
Seeing that the two of them were silent, Teacher Xie brought up the matter of donating money again.
Grandma Song and the eldest uncle came back to their senses after seeing Song Zhizhi nod slightly. They nodded together without looking at each other, and answered in unison, "Okay, that's okay, just listen to Zhizhi!"
Just donate, it’s a good thing and it should be done!
Teacher Xie was a little unsure. She had gone to the wrong place. Is Song Zhizhi's family status too high? Five thousand, so she agreed without blinking an eyelid!
Could it be that her hearing was wrong?
"Hehehe, classmate Song Zhizhi's words at home are pretty weighty. It seems... Then one of you two should go to school with me this afternoon. The procedures are complete, okay?"
"Of course, I'll go. My aunt and uncle still have to do business. I'll go and come back for such a small matter, or I can ask Zhizhi to sign. Don't worry, Teacher Xie, we won't regret it or deny it. We always
The Song family is not like that!"
Grandma Song was very arrogant, and the more she talked, the more she made Teacher Xie uneasy.
The old Song family was really different from other families, especially different from what she had imagined. It was really special!
"It's better for you to go. Song Zhizhi is underage, so you still have to go, hahaha!" Teacher Xie quickly stopped and the procedures were complete!
After talking about this, Teacher Xie looked at Song Zhizhi again, "Classmate Song Zhizhi, do you have anything to add?"
"It's true. It's about the selection of poor students. I don't want to have a situation where someone's life is pretty good but they cry out for money and miss out on help for the really poor students. There are also particularly poor students who don't talk about it because of their age and face issues...
…I hope schools can avoid these issues when making selections.”
As a student who received poverty scholarships many times in my previous life, I have also heard many people say that it is common for rich people to receive this money to buy a pair of shoes, so I plan to get vaccinated first.
This question is very constructive, and Teacher Xie can't help but look sideways. He knows how old this child is!
Grandma Song and the eldest uncle still looked like they listened to Song Zhizhi's words. Teacher Xie was also confused. She finally understood that this family listened to Song Zhizhi and pampered their children very much.
So he stood up and said goodbye, "Okay, I will pay attention to it and change the traditional self-application method. First, let the village select low-income households, five-guarantee households first, then disabled households, and others based on annual income.
, is it done?”
Although she thought Song Zhizhi might not understand, she gave her general idea, but Song Zhizhi nodded seriously and put forward her own suggestions.
"Yes, it's up to you to decide! If you really can't find out clearly, the entire reporting system is also possible. Reporting a fake will reward you with ten yuan, which will definitely prevent others from impersonating."
Teacher Xie was stunned again. Although the method was a bit more powerful and harsh, it had to be said that it was definitely very useful!
So she agreed and took Song Zhizhi and Grandma Song to the school to sign and start handling the matter.
It happens to be the beginning of school. If we select these students, their tuition fees for this semester will be waived and refunded, which will reduce a lot of burden on their families.
Grandma Song went to go through the procedures, and Song Zhizhi went back to class. As a result, Grandma Song had only finished processing it at noon. The school also planned to invite Grandma Song to a meal to express its gratitude, but of course she was rejected.
She waited for Song Zhizhi at the school gate and went home together. Song Zhizhi took the opportunity to bring up the matter of donating money to the village committee, so the grandparents and grandchildren did not wait for Song Laozi, Song Laoer and Meng Qiuqiu, and went to the middle school three hundred meters away from the town in advance.
Domi's village committee.
As Song Zhizhi expected, there were almost no people in the village committee at this time, and everyone had gone to eat, leaving only one person on duty at the front desk.
Seeing the grandparents and grandson, the eldest lady at the front desk recognized Song Zhizhi at a glance and was very friendly, "Song Zhizhi, right? The little prodigy is here. What are you doing here? It's so cute. This child is so smart at first glance. I'm so happy!"
"Hello, aunt, your smile is so pretty, like a flower!" Song Zhizhi responded with a smile, adhering to the principle of being kind to others, which made the lady at the front desk feel very happy.
The few crow's feet on the face have almost turned into pleats.
"You kid, you're so good at talking. Grandma Song, if you have anything to do, just tell me and I'll do it for you, otherwise I'll have to get off work!"
"Okay, okay, okay, what happened in the coal mine, Aunt Wang said that the village committee was organizing donations, and Zhizhi quickly pulled me over and said that donating quickly would make it easier for everyone to do things, so I won't come now!"
Grandma Song chatted, and as she spoke, she began to take out the handkerchief in her pocket, and opened it layer by layer, revealing a stack of change and a few neat ones.
"Okay, okay, you're here early. I'll register you. You can donate more or less. It's all from my heart. Don't be mentally burdened. Money doesn't come from the wind, especially if you have a lot of children. Spend money."
There are a lot of places, so it’s nice.”
The lady at the front desk took out the form and pen and glanced at it casually, thinking that Grandma Song would give 20 or 50. Who knew that Grandma Song actually took out a few pieces of change, which added up to only four or five yuan...