After coming out of the Moral Education Department, Teacher Chen Yang turned around and went to the Chinese language group to find Teacher Zhou.
Teacher Zhou is an experienced head teacher. It is never wrong to learn from her.
Perhaps after many years of training as students, Teacher Zhou’s working style is different from that of Teacher Chen Yang.
For example, when faced with a chaotic classroom and the turbulent Chen Yang, students often feel: Please stop your performance.
Teacher Zhou, a gentle Buddhist teacher, often gives students the feeling: Please continue your performance.
As for the latter, it is obvious that the Tao is deeper.
Just imagine, a student who is copying homework and making petty tricks suddenly gets slapped on the table by the teacher as a warning. Naturally, he is very unhappy. But a student who is copying homework and making petty tricks suddenly feels that someone not far away is looking at him with a silent smile. The student takes a break from his busy work and raises his head.
Taking one look at this person, wow, it's a teacher. Wouldn't that be even more creepy? After all, the teacher's smile can be understood in at least a thousand ways, and the psychological shadow falls.
Therefore, many students are even more afraid of Teacher Zhou.
When Chen Yang came in, Teacher Zhou was reviewing the weekly diary.
Chen Yang told Teacher Zhou something about Hu Xinzhou. When talking about his stepfather's request for special poverty subsidy, Teacher Zhou couldn't help but shake his head. When talking about Hu Xinzhou's outsmarting Wu Yihan, Teacher Zhou put down the pen in his hand and couldn't help but smile.
Chen Yang teaches mathematics. He continued:
"Every time there is a math assignment, Hu Xinzhou always has the highest accuracy rate in the class. No matter how difficult it is, Hu Xinzhou can always use the simplest calculation to get the correct answer. What a talent! It is a good material for studying."
"It's just that although Hu Xinzhou's handwriting is beautiful, his homework books always look wrinkled and dirty."
Teacher Zhou nodded and said, "Let me show you her weekly diary."
Teacher Zhou turned out Hu Xinzhou's homework book. Some pages seemed to have spilled vegetable juice marks, some had milk marks, and even had marks from shoes.
"Mr. Chen, when you put it like that, I understand. Hu Xinzhou's stepfather doesn't have a formal job, and he probably doesn't want to work. His mother has some mental problems and is what people call a mental patient. She also has a younger sister who is in elementary school, and a child who is waiting for food.
The younger brother. As the eldest daughter, this child will probably have to work when he gets home."
"Look at the layout of these homework books, I can imagine that after Hu Xinzhou arranged for her younger siblings, or after her stepfather scolded her, she would pick up the homework books on the ground without changing her expression and continue to complete the homework stroke by stroke.
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"And this stepfather may not be kind to her." Teacher Zhou appeared in front of Hu Xinzhou's proud and silent figure, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Hu Xinzhou, the name is like a small boat floating in the middle of the lake, beautiful and lonely." Teacher Zhou sighed for a moment and showed Chen Yang a weekly diary by Hu Xinzhou, "Growing Up".
"To grow up, some people need many years, some people need many things, but I only need one evening and one thing."
"That evening, when school was over, I packed my schoolbag slowly, knowing that my father would be patiently waiting for me at the school gate, just like countless other times. When I walked to the school gate, I imagined in my mind the dinner my mother had prepared for me at home.
, there are braised pork ribs with a fragrant aroma, and tofu and fish soup with coriander and green onions floating in it, milky white."
"There was a huge crowd at the school gate, but my father would never come again. He was in a car accident and on the way to pick me up, he passed away after a month in coma. I became a child without a father." "Who would have thought that those dinners that I used to take for granted, those braised pork ribs, those tofu and fish soup, would later often be replaced by a bowl of soy sauce bibimbap, no, two bowls, and a bowl for my sister."
"I started learning to cook. I never knew that there was so much dirt in spinach and that it needed to be washed repeatedly. I never knew that the smell of fish was so fishy and lingered on my body for days..." Chen Yang put down his weekly diary and repeated one sentence:
"A child without a father, a child without a father, Hu Xinzhou said that he is a child without a father..."
"Yes!" Teacher Zhou responded, "Obviously, she has never approved of her stepfather."
"I have been paying attention to this child. She is very proud and very sensitive. In the third year of junior high school, if she wants to study smoothly, she cannot let her family hold her back," said Teacher Zhou.