Chapter 94 It’s uncertain whether he will live or die before he returns from the sea.
Author: Man Hui
Chapter 94 It’s uncertain whether he will live or die before he returns from the sea.
"We took gifts from others and paid them back later. I gave him an IOU, but my mother and grandma didn't agree." Zhu Chunxiang said, "I have several bumps on my head, and they also punched my eyes."
She didn't cry, but there were tears in her red and swollen eyes. She looked at Xu Zishan and said, "I want to go to school. I heard from Han Shaoping that the teacher is very capable and the lectures are very good. If I miss Teacher Xu, I will be like this for the rest of my life."
Looks like it."
"I want to go to school." She said firmly again.
"Have you thought about it?"
"I have thought about it. I will go to the mountains to pick mushrooms, wild eggs, and firewood. I can support myself." Zhu Chunxiang said, "I must read it."
"Does your family know you came out today?"
"They beat me and I ran out." Zhu Chunxiang said, "I just want to go to school, I don't want to get married."
"If you are sure you want to go to school, I will support you. I will not help you pay back the money your family owes, but we can grow vegetables together and earn money for your tuition and food expenses."
She can help her students, but she has no obligation to support their families.
[Ding~ The task of conquering Zhu Chunxiang is completed, and the reward is the awakening of the offensive water-eating vine]
A light-colored seedling checks in the sea of consciousness.
Xu Zishan: System, you are really very humane. On this typhoon day, the way for children to go to school must be flooded. Water-eating vine can help the children!
[The system receives compliments and is rewarded with a baking house]
The storage area is a bakery with an area of more than 300 square meters. It is full of shelves with various cakes, breads and other baked products.
As if it has grown wiser, the bakery is arranged by generation. The 1970s section is filled with old-fashioned cakes and old breads. However, the appearance of these cakes and breads is the same as that of the 1970s, but the materials and production methods are very modern.
The design of the bakery is very user-friendly, with shelves, a dedicated rest area, tables, chairs, booths and chandeliers. It feels like you have arrived at a real bakery of the future.
For women who love desserts, this is a gourmet paradise.
My system is too honest!
In the evening, Xu Zishan and Principal Yu laid out several large straw mats for the students, and she brought two boxes of apple juice. Mineral water was not popular yet, so the children would not think it was raw water for them to drink.
"Students, do you want to drink some juice or water? If you want to drink water, the teacher will boil it for you."
"Teacher, we like to drink juice."
The electric wires have been blown down by the wind, and the light bulbs in the classroom will not light up.
Xu Zishan's consciousness is not affected by light. She can see clearly that most of the children have not eaten instant noodles or juice. They are reluctant to part with it and secretly stuff it into their schoolbags to hide it.
How can this be done? I can't do it when I'm hungry.
She said to Han Shaoping: "Han Shaoping, take a few classmates, put on their raincoats, go to my dormitory, and carry over the four cardboard boxes against the wall at the door. There is an emergency light on the table, so carry it over too."
After giving them the key, she suddenly realized and moved two boxes of 1970s-vintage honey cakes, two boxes of old bread, and two emergency lights on the table by the window in the space bakery.
The old-fashioned honey cake and old bread are very delicious, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, fragrant and sweet. They are definitely not the shiny cakes and breads of the current supply and marketing cooperatives.
Han Shaoping took the key and went to Xu Zishan's dormitory with seven other classmates. He shined a flashlight and found four cardboard boxes at the door.
Han Shaoping took a flashlight and looked around the room. When he saw the emergency light on the table, he took one.
Eight people carried four boxes of baked snacks to the classroom. The students looked at the boxes and curiously wondered if there was anything edible inside.
Xu Zishan turned on the emergency light, and the whole classroom suddenly became brighter. He illuminated the box and asked Han Shaoping to open it.
"Students, I see that you are reluctant to eat the instant noodles I gave you in the afternoon, but you can't eat them for dinner. These boxes of cakes and bread were given to me by my classmates. If you are hungry, come and get them.
Two, remember, you can only eat them, you can’t take them back. Otherwise, if you hide them, you might as well hide them yourself, right?"
Principal Yu also said: "Students, Teacher Xu is only 5 or 6 years older than you. The food she is bringing out now, including the prizes for you, were all bought with her own money."
"The teacher doesn't have too much money to spend, she just wants you to grow up healthily, study hard, and become talents useful to the motherland."
The students were all a little ashamed. The children who had been hoping and even thinking that Xu Zishan would give them more prizes for their music lessons fell silent.
This time Xu Zishan distributed cakes and bread to everyone, and everyone ate them in small bites. Each person took two cakes and one loaf of bread, and no more was taken.
Xu Zishan knew that children had to eat enough cakes of this size, and even a fifth-grade child could not sustain it even if he ate 10 cakes at a time.
52 students received one round, and Xu Zishan received another round. Each of them ate 4 small cakes and 1 piece of bread, so their energy levels should be about the same.
I ate one in Haibin. I don't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that the cake was freshly baked and still warm. The outer shell was crispy, the inside was soft, sweet and delicious, and it melted in the mouth.
He didn't want to eat more and stopped after eating only one.
Zhu Chunxiang also received 4 cakes and 1 bread. She was really reluctant to eat them. She held the cakes, bread and drinks in her hands and wanted to take them back to her brother.
Xu Zishan didn't talk about her either. Zhu Chunxiang was sensible and wanted to take care of the family, which she could understand, but if Zhu Chunxiang didn't listen to her and insisted on keeping the snacks, she wouldn't treat her too well in the future.
She hates disrespectful people and people who use her things as favors, just like Grandma Hu's son Hu Zhenyu. They will never get her help and trust from Xu Zishan again.
Later, Zhu Chunxiang was still cruel and ate all the cake and bread.
Xu Mingxu didn't crowd with his classmates. He sat next to his sister. He didn't want to be too far away from her.
Today's typhoon is really too big. Xu Zishan has encountered many typhoons in his previous life, but he was never as frightened as he is now.
At that time, there were reinforced concrete buildings and tempered glass that could not be broken by bullets, which not only prevented wind but also prevented noise.
But it can’t be done now!
The roof made "clattering" sounds, and it felt like the roof could be lifted off and blown away at any time.
"Teacher Xu, you think the wind here is so strong, how strong is the wind on the sea, and the boat is sunk?"
Zhu Chunxiang's words made Xu Zishan's blood flow backwards.
The man told her a few days ago: "I'm going to sea and I'll be back in a week."
In other words, he had already met "Tiger" when he went to sea.
Today's fishing boats are not as big or strong as they were in the 21st century. Many are motor sailing boats and are basically wooden fishing boats.
If you don't find a sheltered island in time for such a big typhoon at sea, your chances of survival are very small.
My heart was tightly grasped by something, and it ached so hard that I felt dizzy from the pain.
She tightly grasped the table legs beside the podium, unaware that her hands were trembling.
"Sister?" Xu Mingxuan felt Xu Zishan's breathing disorder, and immediately held his sister's hand and comforted, "Don't be afraid, it will be over in one day."
However, one day or one hour can kill him!
The classmates also gathered around and comforted her one by one: "Teacher Xu, don't be afraid. Our house is made of stone, and the tiles above are big red tiles. It won't blow away people. At most, it will leak a little rain."
Xu Zishan couldn't express what was on his mind.
She and Han Xinghui are nothing now, and Wei Lingling has always told her that he is entangled with many women, and he also has a widow lover...
But for some reason, she didn't believe any of this and kept replaying the scene when he left that day over and over in her mind.
He was riding on his motorcycle, with his long legs on the ground, and said to her: "This is the money I saved, help me save it!"