Zhao Chenghai was angry again, his eyes widened like a cow egg: "When you are twenty-five years old, all the students you teach now are married!"

"Exaggeration." Zhenhua was too lazy to argue with his father, and ran to the shade of the tree outside the door with his rice bowl.

Unexpectedly, my father chased after him with a bowl of rice, with a strange smile on his face and said in a low voice: "Zhenhua, I look at Cuiping from Qi Liangzhu's family, I have some ideas to you..."

"I told you that it's interesting to me? But I'm not interested to her, what should I do?" Zhenhua was lazy.

"That girl is pretty, why are you not interested in others?" Zhao Chenghai expressed confusion.

"Because she is illiterate." Zhenhua simply told the truth, hoping to break his father's thoughts.

"Farmers, what do you want to read? You just need to read? I think it's decided, I'll find someone to talk!" Zhao Chenghai glared.

Zhenhua also became angry and said, "Dad, do you think that as long as you live and as long as you are a woman, you can be your daughter-in-law? Marriage is my own business. I want to live with others for the rest of my life. Can you respect my opinions?"

When Zhao Chenghai heard the word respect, his face turned red and cursed: "Fuck me, I should respect my son? I still have this truth in the world?"

Zhenhua smiled and said, "Look, Dad, this is the manifestation of an illiterate and rough man. He can't even understand the word respect. He thought I was saying the wrong thing! If you have nothing to do, go and ask Master, do you say these two words wrong?"

"You guys, I'll chop your head with one bowl!" Zhao Chenghai couldn't say that his son was so he raised the bowl and acted as a gesture to beat him.

Zhenhua stopped and smiled and said, "In the future, I will be the first to sign up for you. I will teach you an illiterate class!"

"You bastard, you dare to sign up for me, I will expose your skin!" Zhao Chenghai was also amused by his son and turned back to the house.

Cuihong had no choice but to do anything. Although Cuiping was a ready-made candidate, her son looked down on her and had to give up.

If the cow doesn’t drink water, it’s impossible to press down on his head!

After lunch, Zhenhua took a short break and went to school.

The final exam is about to be held, and the Education Commission will count the test results and evaluate the primary schools in each village.

Principal Xu Jin also asked everyone to cheer up and work hard these days to make a surprise attack to improve the students' grades.

Dongwan Primary School naturally has no ambitions, just seeking to get a moderate grade, which is also Xu Jin's work goal.

Children in the countryside are very active in going to school, especially in the afternoon. They almost push their jobs and mouths, carry their schoolbags and go to school. Because class is only two o'clock in the afternoon, there is more than an hour to play crazy with their classmates at school.

Dongwan Primary School has almost no sports and entertainment facilities, and there is not even a table tennis table. The students' entertainment exercises are self-developed projects.

Boys push iron rings, play marbles, or fall, fight cocks, fight each other, and even go fishing in the small river behind the school; girls are more gentle, kick shuttlecocks, jump ropes, etc.

Zhenhua came to the school, opened the door, patrolled inside and outside, and prepared lessons in the office. As for those naughty children, they could only let them play.

The two teachers, Tian Kaifang and Deng Weilin, arrived and chatted in the office.

As we were chatting, dust suddenly fell down from the roof.

Zhenhua was surprised and hurriedly looked up.

Teacher Tian Kaifang also looked at the roof and said, "Zhenhua, it must be the troublemakers in your fourth grade who are demolishing the house again. Go and have a look!"

Deng Weilin was furious and said, "If you don't get rid of the house for three days, these little things will collapse the house sooner or later. Zhenhua will beat me, don't be polite!"

Zhenhua is now the fourth-grade class teacher. He hurriedly got up, picked up Deng Weilin's Sangmu teaching stick, and went to the classroom next door to check.

At first glance, Zhenhua was frightened, his nose turned crooked, and he shouted: "Get down for me--!"

Because Zhenhua saw that there were seven or eight boys hanging on the eight-character beam in the middle of the classroom, swinging happily!

The school house is slightly different from the houses of the village houses. Each classroom is two open houses, built with a horoscope beam in the middle.

Moreover, the eight-character beams here are not made of wood, but are finished products welded by triangle iron. The triangle iron is not very thick, and students can hold it in one hand.

These naughty and bold little things don’t care about whether they are dangerous or not. They go to the desk and set up stools on the desk. Standing stools can reach the eight-character beams. They use the beam below the eight-character beams as horizontal bars, practice belly lingers or pull-ups on it, and even swings!

The dilapidated house, which is already about to be tiring, is really in danger with the sacrifice of these children!

Seeing Zhenhua coming, the children let go one by one and jumped down.

Zhenhua looked at the roof and found that no dust had fallen. Then he felt relieved. He raised his face and shouted: "This house is about to collapse. Do you still dare to swing on it? Are you not afraid of death? These people who went upstairs just now stood on the podium and stood!"

The seven or eight students bowed their heads and stood in front of the podium.

Zhenhua took the Sangmu teaching whip and whipped two whips on each student's calves!

The students were beaten and screamed and started crying on the spot.

Because of his anger, Zhenhua did take a little heavier action, and the students' calves were covered with black and blue blood marks.

Zhenhua was still confused and asked, "Who was the first to go to the house and who took the lead, say!"

Xin Anbo, a student from Xin Daying, dragged his two noses and cried, "One person does things and one person is the one who is the one who takes the lead. Zhao Zhenhua, you have the ability to beat me to death!"

Among the fourth grade students, Xin Anbo is the most troublesome. This child is studying late and does not work hard, so he always resigns. Although he is still in the fourth grade, he is already fourteen years old. He is tall and big, almost standing side by side with Zhenhua.

Zhenhua was so angry that he smoked from his orifices. Without thinking, he raised his hand and whipped two more times and shouted: "You dare to call me a little thing, believe it or not, I will break your leg today!"

Xin Anbo couldn't bear the pain, so he jumped up and rushed towards Zhenhua, cursing: "Zhao Zhenhua, I'm fighting with you. At worst, I won't stop studying!"

Zhenhua was furious, threw away the instruction stick, and carried one of Xin Anbo's arms upside down, pinched the back of his neck and pressed it on the podium, saying, "You dare to hit the teacher, you are so bold!"

The child was in extreme grievance and rage, and his emotions were out of control, so Zhenhua had to control him quickly. Otherwise, he might suffer a loss and be beaten.

How embarrassing if a teacher is beaten by a student?
Chapter completed!