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Chapter 784 Received a bunch of red envelopes

In the third grade of junior high school, it was not until the first half of the third grade that his grades began to improve by leaps and bounds!

All of this must be thanked to Teacher Xiao Qiao. Without meeting Teacher Xiao Qiao, he is sure that no matter how well he performed, he would not have achieved the results he has now.

Qiao Nan was at a loss by the boy's attitude: "Don't say that, you got this result because of your own hard work. What's more, your junior high school teacher has paid a lot for you in the past three years. It's rare to be able to do this.

With such good results, remember to go back and thank your main subject teacher for the three years of junior high school."

It took a lot of effort to produce a student who was ranked number one in the city, but in the end all the credit went to someone else. Qiao Nan thought with her toes that this boy's freshman teacher was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Teacher Xiao Qiao, don't worry. As parents, we must know this well." The father proudly put his arm on the shoulders of his son, who was almost as tall as himself.

If my son can get such good grades in the exam, which high school wouldn't let him choose at will?

Treating guests to dinner and thanking the teacher for taking care of his son in the past three years are all trivial matters. He is happy and happy for Mao Yuyu. He wishes he could set up a few tables of wine and let everyone who knows him know that he has a high school entrance exam.

He became the son of Pingcheng’s No. 1.

"Teacher Xiao Qiao, thank you, I really want to thank you." The student's mother spoke more sincerely: "If I'm sorry, I was just joining in the fun. I didn't expect..." I didn't expect the effect to be so good.

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The child's mother stuffed a bunch of things into Qiao Nan's arms: "Teacher Xiao Qiao, just accept these foods. Treat us as parents and my children's thoughts towards you."

Teacher Xiao Qiao did not take any credit, but also mentioned her son’s junior high school teacher.

What's even more rare is that Teacher Xiao Qiao is only two years older than his own son!

No wonder when his son mentioned Qiao Nan, who was two years older than him and was actually his sister, he respectfully called her "Teacher Xiao Qiao" as if he was calling her an idol.

In a person's life, it is very important to have a correct person who can serve as a guide and pointer.

"No, no, no need to be so polite. He did well in the exam because of his own efforts." In front of so many people, Qiao Nan was embarrassed to accept it, and she had already accepted a lot during the Chinese New Year last year.

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Several families are like this. Once the child takes a test and improves once, he will send something to her house...

She obviously took money to tutor other children's children, so it was a matter of money and money.

Taking so many things from others, Qiao Nan felt that she was not being kind enough.

"No, I want it, I have to." The child's parents were so enthusiastic that Qiao Nan couldn't accept it.

In the end, the parents simply said that they would go to school to thank their children's other teachers, so they didn't leave any more. As for the things, they were piled up at the door of Shi's house, and people had already gone away.

"Hey..." Qiao Nan's mission was to wave people back, but it was too late.

The results of the high school entrance examination have come out for one person, and the others must have come out as well.

As a result, the small courtyard seemed particularly lively that day, especially in front of Shi's house, which was full of people. The house just now seemed to have kicked off everything today. The person who came to thank Qiao Nan was a

Then there was a long queue.

In the past year and a half, all the children who were taken care of by Qiao Nan came here.

It was not until the afternoon, when the sun was almost setting, that things calmed down at the door of Shi's house.

After finally sending everyone away, Shi Qing, even the little iron man, almost collapsed at the door of her house.

Seeing that the door was full of things, her father didn't even have a place to put his feet when he got home from work today. Shi Qing twitched her lips and said, "Qiao Nan, let me advise you again. You might as well stop studying and become a teacher instead. Do you believe it?

Don’t you believe that when the results of our college entrance examination come out, Principal Meng will definitely find a way to get a teacher qualification certificate for you, and then keep you in the school to teach? It doesn’t matter even if you don’t usually attend class, as long as you give it to me before the college entrance examination

Senior high school students, if you grasp the exam questions, Principal Meng will worship you like a Bodhisattva."

As long as Qiao Nan is here, Qiao Nan can recruit outstanding junior high school graduates for Pingcheng High School in the past, and can train outstanding high school graduates for Pingcheng High School in the future. It's amazing!

"No need to talk." Qiao Nan said that she was exhausted. Of course, the satisfaction in her heart could not be ignored: "There are so many things, hurry up and move them in. Otherwise, where will your dad come in when he comes back from work? Also, wait a minute.

, I still have to deliver food to my parents."

"Send porridge to your mother?" Shi Qing winked at Qiao Nan.

At noon, when Qiao Nan wanted to prepare a meal for Ding Jiayi, Shi Qing was not happy and kept making trouble for Qiao Nan.

As a healthy baby, Shi Qing and Qiao Nan have known each other for two years. She has never been sick enough to need Qiao Nan's care. Seeing Qiao Nan spend so much thought and time cooking a pot of porridge for Ding Jiayi, Shi Qing was so angry that her liver ached.

It wasn't until later listening to Qiao Nan's explanation that Shi Qing became mentally balanced.

Having been a mother and daughter for two lifetimes, Qiao Nan knows Ding Jiayi's character very well.

Ding Jiayi can treat her badly, but she must be completely nice to Ding Jiayi.

Back then, how she took care of her father, she had to take extra care of her mother. Her mother was not satisfied with this, she just felt that this was what she should do.

Even though Shi Qing thought that she was sincere and full of filial piety in cooking such a pot of fragrant and thick porridge, in her mother's eyes, it was so disrespectful to her that she would be struck by lightning.

Damn it, her mother was willing to eat the porridge she sent her.

Sending this porridge made her mother feel more uncomfortable than not sending it, not to mention, it was accompanied by the food she gave to her father.

Qiao Nan knew that what she sent was not a bowl of porridge, but a bowl of oil.

"Of course I'll give you plain porridge." How much more?

No!

"Okay, let me help you!" After knowing the meaning of the bowl of porridge, Shi Qing was quite happy to join in the fun.

Qiao Nan was weak and her physical strength was not as good as Shi Qing's, but Shi Qing's body was as good as that of a young man. He quickly moved everything in that place: "Qiao Nan, look at it.

Is this a red envelope?"

While moving things, Shi Qing took out the red envelope from the pile of things, opened it and saw, oh, it's a lot of money, it's fifty.

"Look quickly to see if there is anything else. Don't miss it." Qiao Nan took out all the money she had saved to treat her mother. Although this money... was not enough for Qiao Nan to pay for college tuition, it was

Something is better than nothing. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

Qiao Nan's face was a little uneasy. She didn't expect that these parents not only gave her money, but also gave her red envelopes. If Shi Qing hadn't found out, she would have had no idea.

Shi Qing searched around and found that the largest red envelope was fifty and the smallest was about twenty. There were not many big red envelopes like fifty. (To be continued)


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