In Qi Mao's eyes, his son scored 89 points this time!
A score of 89! This is a score that has never been obtained before, so it is not considered a good result.
So he nodded very simply and thanked Teacher Fang again.
Thinking of Qi Gang's score and looking at the proud Qi Mao in front of him, Teacher Fang fell silent.
After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at this young man with pity, who seemed to have gone crazy because of the huge shock he received. He rarely put down his teacher's airs and comforted him softly for a long time.
No one knows how the two communicated at that time. They were obviously talking about two topics that were completely different from each other, but they were forced to continue talking.
If Qi Mao hadn't wanted to show off in the end and said something extra when talking to people in the courtyard who also had children, that his son had scored 89 points in the exam this time, this matter might not have been exposed.
When he said this, Feng Laoliu couldn't help laughing and said in a low voice: "Xiaoyu, you don't know, when Teacher Fang first heard that Qi Gang had scored 89 points in the exam, the expression on his face was so beautiful.
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Teacher Fang looked surprised at that time and repeated mechanically: "89 points?"
When did Qi Gang get a score of 89? Why didn’t he, the teacher, know?
At this time, Qi Mao was still immersed in the surprise that his son actually scored 89 points in the exam. He didn't notice the surprise on Teacher Fang's face. He still sighed in front of everyone: "No, this brat also knows how to work hard."
Well, I actually passed the exam!"
"Passed, what passed?" Teacher Fang interrupted him very simply, as if he understood something.
Qi Mao was stunned for a moment. Looking at Teacher Fang's face, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He licked his dry lips nervously and asked weakly like a deflated rubber ball: "No.
…Don’t you have 89 points?”
At this time, Qi Mao still had the last trace of fantasy in his heart: "If there is no 89, then...then I will pass this time, right?"
"Humph, he passed!" Teacher Fang sneered, turned around and asked, "Do you think he passed?"
The sarcasm in these words almost overflowed, and even a fool like Qi Mao would probably be able to hear the underlying meaning clearly.
Thinking that he had just shown off his son's good grades in front of others, his face was like an ever-changing cloud, sometimes green, sometimes white, it was called colorful.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You brat, you dare to lie to me. I must teach him a lesson."
Seeing Qi Mao accidentally grabbing the belt in his hand, Teacher Fang quickly stopped him and advised: "The child is still young, if you have anything to say, you should talk to him."
"Teacher Fang, you don't know that brat..."
Thinking of the stinky boy at home who has been acting domineering in the past two days, Qi Mao was furious. He had to let that stinky boy know what it meant to be a man of high heaven and earth.
Seeing that Qi Mao was getting more and more persuasive, Teacher Fang couldn't help but glare at him and gritted his teeth and said, "You can't blame the child entirely for this. It's the son's fault for not being a godfather. In my opinion, the way he is now is entirely your fault."
This father didn't take the lead well, so he will learn from others."
Being dismissed like this, Qi Mao felt aggrieved and defended himself in a low voice: "I was not as naughty as him when I was a child."
However, his defense was met with a cold snort from Teacher Fang. He looked Qi Mao up and down, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not that naughty. Do you think you are being honest in what you said?"
I finally understand it today, you are truly worthy of being father-in-law, and your virtues are the same."
Seeing Qi Mao who was still a little dissatisfied, Teacher Fang continued: "If nothing else, your son's handwriting is almost exactly the same as yours back then. The handwriting is terrible. I'll find a chicken and let him use it."
No matter how much you scratch or pull with your paws, your writing will be better than what you two wrote.
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You yourself have not set a good example for your children, and now you are blaming your children."
Qi Mao's face turned red from being buried.
The neighbor on the side opened his mouth wide and looked at Teacher Fang in shock. He knew for the first time that Teacher Fang had such a sharp mouth and could kill people so well...
No wonder, no wonder the older generation often say that you don’t want to offend a scholar if you offend anyone. It turns out that it is true that a scholar’s mouth can kill someone.
Teacher Fang didn't care at all about the expressions of the people around him and just glanced at them casually.
That look made the person watching the excitement subconsciously take a step back, feeling extremely uneasy and worried that he would be affected.
The people standing around were all thinking about their children's grades at this time. The children with good grades at home breathed a sigh of relief, while those with poor grades almost huddled up, their eyes evading, for fear of talking to Teacher Fang.
On the contrary, he was also arrested and taught.
Several parents who originally didn't care about their children's grades and sent their children to school just to let them learn a word suddenly felt guilty.
I kept thinking in my heart, don’t be targeted by Teacher Fang, don’t be targeted by Teacher Fang!
On the contrary, the less you don't want something to happen, the more likely it will happen. Their shrunken looks attracted Teacher Fang's attention. After looking at them, he thought of the children at home, so he immediately picked them out.
We had an education together.
Being such an adult, and being educated by a teacher, several people were blushing with shame. They kept scolding their children in their hearts, not to save themselves face, but also to make it difficult for parents like them to be educated by Teacher Fang, etc.
When they go back, they must look good to the little brats at home.
As for whether they would resent Teacher Fang because of these words, they really didn't dare.
From being a private school teacher before the founding of the People's Republic of China to a primary school teacher after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Teacher Fang has been teaching in this area for most of his life.
This also means that many people around here are students taught by Teacher Fang.
In some families who get married early and become a grandfather in their 40s, it is not unusual for the grandfather, father, and grandson to all have learned things under Teacher Fang.
When talking about this, both Feng Laoliu and Zhang Yu were silent. Needless to say, Feng Laoliu, anyway, in Zhang Yu's memory, he also spent two years under Teacher Fang when he was in elementary school.
Teacher Fang is simply a king!
You know, this time is not like the years that followed, when teachers were vigorously suppressed.
At this time, everyone still has a natural fear of the teacher. It can be imagined that Teacher Fang is famous in the neighborhood.
Those parents were embarrassed in front of Teacher Fang, so when they returned home, they naturally wanted to find the culprit who had embarrassed them.
Looking at the father and son chasing after each other, Feng Laoliu winked at Zhang Yu: "Look, the Qi family is definitely not the only one who beats their children today!"
As if to verify his words, as soon as he finished speaking, screams rang out one after another in the yard.