Qi Lei rolled his eyes and said, "Cuiping is my sister after all, how could I ruin her reputation? I'm just telling the truth."

Zhenhua smiled and said, "If she weren't your sister, I could think about it. If she was your sister, it would be a free conversation. I don't want to be relatives with you, and I don't want you to be my brother-in-law."

"Go to your uncle, I want to be your brother-in-law! My old Qi family's girl can't marry her and she will be pushed into the big river bay to drown. It will never be cheap for you, a ungrateful wolf!" Qi Lei cursed.

The three of them talked and laughed. It was not until after nine o'clock that Qi Lei took Zhuang Xiaodie to say goodbye.

The next morning, while Zhenhua was brushing his teeth in front of the door, he saw Zhuang Xiaodie walking from the east end of the village with a rice basket.

When the villagers saw Xiaodie, they all said hello.

"Xiaodie, where are you going?"

"Xiaodie, why didn't your Qi Lei be with you?"

"Xiaodie, who do you give it to after picking so many gardenias?"

It has been less than ten days since Zhuang Xiaodie got married, and the villagers from the four groups in Dongwan have already known her. Everyone thinks that Xiaodie is from the north, with a straightforward personality and likes to joke, so they also like to talk to Xiaodie.

Zhuang Xiaodie smiled and said loudly: "My family Qi Lei asked me to pick some gardenias and give them to my brother Zhenhua's mother and sister Chunlan. Do you have gardenias in your family? If not, I will give you two."

The villagers who had no flowers and trees at home came with a smile, robbed halfway, and took a few flowers from Zhuang Xiaodie's basket.

Zhuang Xiaodie was also generous and walked all the way to deliver flowers. When she arrived at Zhenhua’s door, there were only seven or eight flowers left in the basket.

"My brother, I'm sorry. I picked a lot of flowers, but I took them away on the road. Tomorrow morning, I'll pick more for the aunt." Zhuang Xiaodie took out the gardenia flowers one by one and placed them on the big table at Zhenhua's house.

"It's okay, you can send it if you have time. Don't be bothered if you don't have time." Zhenhua said.

"Xiaodie sends me flowers, thank you very much. Just have breakfast at my house." Cuihong also walked from the kitchen behind and said, wiping her hands.

"No, Aunt, Qi Lei is waiting for me to go home for breakfast, and then he wants to go to the ground to harvest rapeseed." Zhuang Xiaodie smiled, turned around and ran away.

Cuihong stood in front of the door, watching Zhuang Xiaodie walking away, sighing with envy: "What a great girl, Lan Yuzhi is such a blessing..."

Zhenhua didn't think Qi Lei had any good fortune. Although he had Zhuang Xiaodie, he was still 108,000 miles away from "enjoying happiness". Qi Lei had two younger brothers, and it was Qi Lei's mother's responsibility to build a house and ask for a wife after getting married.

Can she be blessed with such a heavy burden?

After Zhenhua finished washing up, he took a straw fork and prepared to lay grass and protect the field - a newly made threshing ground. It cannot be exposed to the sun, otherwise the ground will crack. The cracks on the ground will swallow rapeseed wheat, causing waste and loss of food.

Cuihong took the fork from her son's hand and said, "You don't need to come. Hurry up and have breakfast, comb your hair, tidy up your clothes, and go to school to teach."

Zhenhua smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling sad and ashamed. His mother regarded herself as a cultural person and felt that farm work was not suitable for her identity as a private teacher. But can she be a cultural person for the rest of her life? In Qi Lei's words, she is just a barefoot teacher.

After breakfast, Zhenhua went to school empty-handed in clean clothes and sneakers.

He has no textbooks, no information, and nothing to bring.

The village primary school is located at the west end of Dayaozhuang, between East Bay Group 2 and Dayaozhuang, facing a wide earthen road.

There are twelve tile houses in the school, six new houses with brick and tile structures sit east to west, and six old houses with earth walls and tile roofs sit west to east. The two are opposite, and there is a 500-square-meter yard in the middle, and some pine and holly trees are planted.

The school playground is the open space in front of the gate, with an area of ​​about one acre of land. The toilet is placed behind the school, which is very simple. It is a four-block wall made of bricks and stone, with several asbestos tiles on it.

Zhenhua and Qi Lei Xiulian both attended elementary schools here.

In more than a dozen natural villages in the East Bay Brigade, most of the children have read books here.

When Zhenhua came to the school gate, the teachers had not arrived yet, and the school's dilapidated iron door was locked.

More than a dozen students have arrived and played in front of the door. These naughty and naughty country children either climb over the wall or drill into the gaps in the iron door, chase and fight, and drill on and off campus.

One monkey, two sheep, three students, and it was true. Zhenhua shook his head with a smile. People in his hometown concluded that monkeys were the most naughty, followed by sheep, and then these students.

The students saw Zhenhua standing in front of the school gate, ran to watch, and raised their heads and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Someone who knew Zhenhua also shouted to the friends with flaunts: "His name is Zhao Zhenhua, the son of Lao Chenghai from the three groups of Dongwan. He was dating a small tailor in the town. He rode a bicycle and the small tailor hugged his waist. I saw it..."

Zhenhua's face turned red, and she rolled her eyes in anger, and shouted: "I am the new teacher. Whoever talks nonsense anymore? Don't go home for lunch!"

The students burst into laughter: "Oh--The new teacher is here, the new teacher is here!"

Liu Zhigao's son Liu Hongjun ran over and asked with his head tilted, "Brother Zhenhua, what grade do you teach? Do you teach me? Do you teach me? Do you teach me?

Zhenhua touched Hong Jun's little head and asked, "How many grades are you in?"

“Grade 3.”

"Aren't you in the third grade last year?" Zhenhua asked.

"You've been reincarnated. By the way, Brother Zhenhua, if you teach me, don't let me reincarnate this year, or my father beat me up again!" Liu Hongjun said.

"If you stay again, I will beat you up." Zhenhua said with a straight face.

The dignity of the teacher. Since he became a teacher, Zhenhua felt that he should have a bit of majesty. Otherwise, how could he manage these little Tai Sui well in the future?

"Zhenhua, the new official took office today."

On the west side of the school, a middle-aged man walked over, wearing a pair of yellow strongman shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, and mud on his legs. He was the school's teacher Deng Weilin.

Deng Weilin is from Dayaozhuang. He is nearly forty years old and graduated from elementary school. He has been in junior high school for half a year. He claims to graduate from junior high school and just became a regular employee last year. He lives in Dayaozhuang and is closest to the school. In addition to teaching, he is also responsible for the school's logistics - mainly opening and locking doors, and usually ringing bells.

Zhenhua nodded quickly and said hello: "Hello Teacher Deng."

Deng Weilin also nodded, took out a bunch of keys from his waist, and said as if he was fired from his mouth:

"This is the key to the main door, this is the key to the office. You can use the key to open the door first and take care of these little bastards. My rice fields are still watering, so I'll go back and take a look. Principal Xu has already said that the school's logistics will be handed over to you after it is 7:30, you will ring the bell, ring the bell three times in class, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang! Dangdang! After the second class, do radio gymnastics, ring the assembly bell, and knock it like this... Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang

Then, Deng Weilin didn't care whether Zhenhua knew or not, threw down the key and turned around and left, in a hurry like putting out the fire.

Zhenhua was already knocked out by Deng Weilin, holding the key and standing in front of the school gate in a mess. I really didn't expect that when I came to teach on the first day, I became a logistics minister.
Chapter completed!