"You can buy two more boxes of milk tomorrow. It won't expire in a short time anyway." Yang Yujuan took out her mobile phone and transferred 100 yuan to Mo Zhicheng's WeChat account.
"I have money, you don't need to transfer it to me." Mo Zhicheng raised his head and said.
"If you are asked to collect money, you will collect money. Why are you talking so much?" Yang Yujuan said a little angrily.
Mo Zhicheng was a little afraid of Yang Yujuan. Seeing that she was angry, he hurriedly collected the money. "Okay, I will buy two boxes of milk and come back tomorrow."
In fact, Mollie didn't have milk to drink on Saturdays and Sundays, so it was good to buy milk for her to drink.
After Mo Zhicheng finished his meal and was about to correct his homework at his desk, he secretly sent a message to Chen Shuizhen: "Thank you for the milk."
"Why are you so polite?" Chen Shuizhen replied with a message, "Actually, you should drink more milk. Milk is useful to everyone."
"Okay. Thank you." Mo Zhicheng replied the message.
At this time, Yang Yujuan walked into the room, and Liang Ping asked Mo Zhicheng to come out. Mo Zhicheng thought something was going on, so he put his cell phone on the desk and ran out.
At this time, a message came in from Mo Zhicheng's cell phone. It rang once. Yang Yujuan thought there was some important information, so she walked over and picked up Mo Zhicheng's cell phone, trying to check it with him.
Yang Yujuan inadvertently glanced at Mo Zhicheng's mobile phone and saw that a person named "Chen Shuizhen" had sent a message to Mo Zhicheng, "Please don't be polite to me."
Yang Yujuan looked at her phone strangely and found the message Chen Shuizhen had just sent to Mo Zhicheng.
The woman named Chen Shuizhen bought the milk?
Didn't Mo Zhicheng buy it... Yang Yujuan suddenly felt angry in her heart.
Yang Yujuan scrolled up the information and found out that Chen Shuizhen was the female teacher from Ninth Primary School. Yang Yujuan also saw her photo in Moments and recognized Chen Shuizhen as the female teacher she saw at the school gate.
"Mo Zhicheng..." Yang Yujuan gritted her teeth secretly.
Yang Yujuan put her phone back on the desk and sat on the bed, feeling that her heart could not be calm anymore.
Mo Zhicheng is really hypocritical. To put it nicely, why did he buy milk for his children? It turned out that the woman bought the milk?
Mo Zhicheng didn't dare to say it. Saying that he bought it was too much.
Yang Yujuan regretted transferring 100 yuan to Mo Zhicheng. Mo Zhicheng should have bought the milk.
Mo Zhicheng is so shameless. He talks about love by himself and uses his children as an excuse.
Mo Zhicheng didn't know what happened. After helping Liang Ping walk for half an hour, he returned to the room to correct his homework.
He didn't know that he had plummeted in Yang Yujuan's heart.
The good impression he once had on Yang Yujuan was gone at all.
With Mo Zhicheng's secret approval, students from Class 5 (3) secretly brought food to school to eat.
It was nothing in the first week, but as the students in Class 5 (3) slowly relaxed their vigilance, they stopped drawing the curtains.
Students in other classes couldn't help but be surprised when they saw students from Class 5 (3) eating in the classroom, not just one or two people.
Everyone has their own relatives and friends. After secret inquiries from students in other classes, the news spread that Class 5 (3) could bring food to school in the afternoon.
As soon as the news broke out, everyone was shocked.
Some students cried to their class teacher, saying that even Class 5 (3) can bring food to eat, why can’t their class?
At first, the head teachers didn't believe it, so they secretly went to Class 5 (3) to take a look and found that it was indeed the case.
This is incredible. Students in Mo Zhicheng's class can bring food to school, but students in his class cannot go to class. How will they manage the students in their class in the future?
So, a class teacher complained to Qi Dabin.
Qi Dabin heard that it was Mo Zhicheng's class and couldn't believe his ears.
Didn't Mo Zhicheng know that there are tigers in the mountains, so he went to the tiger mountains?
In the afternoon, Qi Dabin, wearing a mask, quietly came to the back door of Class 5 (3) to check.
This sight almost made Qi Dabin angry because of his diabetes.
Sure enough, one student took out biscuits from his school bag and started eating them, not just one person, but the whole class.
They were eating and chatting, as if they didn't care about the school's rules at all.
Qi Dabin was so angry that he took out his mobile phone and rushed forward. He wanted to take pictures of these students, so that everyone could see how bad Class 5 (3) managed by Mo Zhicheng was. Mo Zhicheng must be punished.
If he fails, let him get the minimum amount of double-excellent class money this semester.
But because Qi Dabin ran too fast, when he just arrived at the door, his right foot hit the door and he fell forward.
With a "pop" sound, the Huawei mobile phone that Qi Dabin bought for more than 5,000 yuan fell to the ground, and the screen was broken.
"Ah, my cell phone." Qi Dabin screamed.
Xiaonan and the others were eating biscuits when they heard Qi Dabin's cry and were startled.
Some students hurriedly stuffed the biscuits into their mouths, while others threw the remaining biscuits into the drawer. Xiao Nan shook her hand and half of the biscuit fell to the ground.
"Don't move, raise your hands." Qi Dabin shouted.
The students who had eaten the cookies raised their hands after drinking the water.
When Xiao Nan was about to pick up the small piece of biscuit on the ground, Qi Dabin noticed him: "Don't move, or I will arrest you from the Political and Education Department and ask your parents to come to school."
The most powerful tool available to school leaders now is to ask parents of students to come to school.
Xiao Nan didn't dare to move his hands, and he deliberately stepped on the cookies on the ground with his feet.
Qi Dabin ran to Xiao Nan as if he had discovered a new world, and smiled wickedly: "Let go of your feet, I will use biscuits as evidence."
"Principal Qi, what kind of biscuits are you talking about?" Xiao Nan and the others are just students after all. They don't know that the person who calls the principal is the principal, and the person who calls Qi Xiao is the vice principal.
"Are you, Class 5 (3), so brave? You actually ignore the school's regulations? How dare you bring snacks to school to eat?" Qi Dabin said while squatting down to look at Xiaonan's feet.
But Xiaonan's feet were stepping on cookies, how could he see it?
"I didn't bring snacks." Xiaonan said, shaking her head.
In this case, he certainly couldn't admit it.
"Hey, hey, is there any use in your sophistry? Let go of your feet, I will let this evidence reveal the truth." Qi Dabin wanted to take a photo with his mobile phone, but when he saw the phone with a broken screen, he was not in the mood at all.
It's all Mo Zhicheng's fault. If it hadn't been for these things in his class, would his phone have been broken?
Xiaonan saw Qi Dabin looking like he was about to eat someone, so he had to let go of his feet.
"Hahaha, look, these are biscuits." Qi Dabin didn't care whether his phone could still take pictures normally, he would take pictures first.
But when Qi Dabin finished taking pictures and saw the things on the ground, his eyes couldn't help but froze. "What...what's going on?" Qi Dabin asked.
