Leilei's little eyes looked at the flowers in his mother and mother's hands, and patted his palms: "Beautiful."

I don’t know who taught him these two words.

Everyone at the scene laughed.

Principal Peng, who was hiding in that place and wanted to appear slowly, was aroused by laughter and walked out while laughing: "Mr. Ning. Happy holiday."

"Principal Peng!" Ning Yunxi hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"It's okay, don't shake hands, take the flowers that students give you." Principal Peng said, "I asked your son to send you flowers because your students feel that you care about and love them like their mothers. Give you a big surprise. How about it, is it enough surprise?"

"It's almost turned into a fright." Ning Yunxi said.

Hahahahaha. Principal Peng laughed again and sat down with her and said, "You were very moved when I first heard your students sing, and I was also very moved. Especially this song, it made people burst into tears. It was very touching."

The students stood neatly and listened to Principal Peng telling his memories, with his face quietly and serious.

"It was not easy that year. The teacher was called the stinky old man, and he was not even as good as a beggar. There were many teachers who were arrested and criticized and criticized." Speaking of this, Principal Peng took off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth before putting them on again. "Now it's finally getting better. The rain has sunny. This song was born to inspire people to think of their hard-working teachers back then. Don't say that you think of your former teacher, I remembered them too."

Ning Yunxi nodded slowly and vigorously.

Respecting teachers and respecting the Tao is a traditional virtue that has been passed down through the ages. Many countries around the world have Teachers' Day. Even in the future, there will be a Teachers' Day all over the world.

"Respecting teachers does not mean respecting a person to worship, but respecting knowledge, science, and culture. So Teacher's Day is needed." Principal Peng said, "Especially every teacher who is striving at the grassroots level needs this respect. In this way, they can pass on love to their students."

The students applauded in unison for Principal Peng's words.

Ning Yunxi was so moved that his nose felt sore again, and he smiled and said, "I am the first teacher to celebrate Teacher's Day."

Because September 10th next year is the first Teachers' Day, she was mistakenly celebrated by her own group of students. "Isn't this a good thing? A good thing?" Principal Peng said with a face full of spring breeze. The atmosphere of respecting culture and knowledge once again guides teachers to be recognized and respected by the world again. For an old educator like Principal Peng, he has been waiting for many years to end his hardships.

The students' applause continued for a long time.

Leilei followed his brothers and sisters to pat his palms, making his palms red, and his mouth shouted: "Mom."

The little guy wants a mom to hug.

Ning Yunxi handed the flowers to her husband and hugged her son. Leilei hugged his mother's neck tightly, as if he would never let go of his mother. Feeling touched by his son's actions, Ning Yunxi said: "The child will always grow up and be independent one day."

"You want to say this to the students on the scene." Principal Peng suddenly heard what she meant and pointed at the students in front of him and said, "Come on, report to your Teacher Ning, so that your head teacher, Teacher Ning, doesn't have to worry about you all day like an old mother. Are you all college students? You are adults."

Under the finger of Principal Peng, the college students present showed embarrassment and crampage.
Chapter completed!