"Tch, it's just a small amount of money, how can I be inconvenienced?" Xiaoxiang disagreed, "That man of yours is really useless, I don't know what to say."
After Xiaoxiang hung up the phone, Yang Yujuan saw Xiaoxiang transfer one thousand yuan to her on WeChat.
That is to say, Xiaoxiang, this best friend, if it were anyone else, the face-loving Yang Yujuan would never dare to say this.
"The family has no money?" A voice came from the front, startling Yang Yujuan.
Yang Yujuan raised her head angrily and stared at Liang Ping: "Why did you eavesdrop on my phone call again?"
"I came out to the balcony to get some fresh air, not to eavesdrop on your phone calls." Liang Ping said sternly, "I said early on that it's not okay for you to do that. You have to pay for everything. How can our family afford so much?
money?"
"Don't I care if my dad is sick?" Yang Yujuan asked.
"If you want to take care of it, everyone should take care of it. Why should you be the only one in charge?" Liang Ping sneered, "There is really nothing we can do about this family."
After saying that, Liang Ping slowly turned around and walked inside.
This time, Yang Yujuan gritted her teeth and swallowed her anger. After all, it was her fault this time, and Yang Wenjing and the others did not care about her family's affairs.
But what can she do? Should she just ignore her parents?
At half past eleven, Mo Zhicheng, who had changed his homework all night, stood up and twisted his neck gently.
There was a lot of homework, and he finished what he was doing every night. He started grading homework after eight o'clock and lasted until eleven or twelve o'clock.
I got up at around five o'clock in the morning to make breakfast. Mo Yu had to have breakfast at home before going to middle school.
Looking at Yang Yujuan lying on the bed, Mo Zhicheng felt a burning sensation in his throat.
It seems that they haven't "covered the quilt" together for ten or twenty days. A few days ago, because her father-in-law was hospitalized, Yang Yujuan had to take care of her in the hospital at night, but he didn't say anything.
Mo Zhicheng quietly closed the door. After being frightened by his mother last time, he had kept this matter in mind and would not be careless.
After locking the door, Mo Zhicheng came to Yang Yujuan and pushed her gently.
Yang Yujuan, who was sleeping, was pushed awake by Mo Zhicheng, opened her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
She has been sleeping in the hospital these past few days and has not slept well. So, at nine o'clock tonight, she asked Molly to go to bed.
It feels very good to sleep at home, and she sleeps soundly.
"I, we haven't had anything for a long time, come over here." Mo Zhicheng hinted.
"Come over to my side" is an unwritten rule between them. Hold Molly in the middle aside and they can "tuck in the quilt".
"I'm tired." In fact, Yang Yujuan also thought about that a little bit. After all, they hadn't been together for a long time. But as a woman, she had to be reserved and give in half.
Mo Zhicheng understood the meaning of his wife's words and pulled her again, hinting to come over here.
Suddenly, Yang Yujuan felt uncomfortable thinking about the scene between Mo Zhicheng and Chen Shuizhen at the gate of Jiuxiao in the afternoon.
"What are you pulling? I'm tired and want to sleep." After saying that, Yang Yujuan pushed Mo Zhicheng away, turned over and ignored him.
Mo Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, feeling incredible. What was going on?
He pulled Yang Yujuan again, and this time she became angry. She sat up and cursed softly: "Are you still a man? Aren't you as tired as I am? Can you make a difference?"
This sentence "promising" made Mo Zhicheng collapse. He was not promising and didn't know how to flatter and cultivate relationships. Therefore, after teaching for so many years, he was still an ordinary teacher.
Even the colleagues who worked with him before were not half as capable as him and had to ask him about many work-related matters, but now he is a school leader.
Mo Zhicheng opened the door silently, lay back on the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.
On September 1st, another new semester comes.
Yang Yujuan knew that Mo Zhicheng was going to spin like a top again, and she would not feel so comfortable.
Mo Yu is in the third grade of junior high school, and the classes are becoming more intense. Mo Li is in preschool and will enter the first grade of elementary school in a year.
At the teachers' meeting, Mo Zhicheng couldn't help but frown secretly as he listened to the dean read the rules related to "double deductions".
This is a new policy. As for what it is, everyone feels that it is just trying to cross the river by feeling for stones. Regarding reducing the burden on students, teachers secretly say that the burden on teachers must also be reduced, otherwise everyone will work too hard.
At the meeting, Principal Zou Yougang said that the school would hold a leadership team meeting to discuss how to implement it in detail and to prepare teachers.
In fact, this "double reduction" plan has been out for a long time, but how to implement it depends on the school's decision.
After the meeting, when going down the stairs, a teacher whispered: "I always talk about reducing the burden on students, when will we reduce the burden on our teachers?"
"The burden on the students has been reduced, so won't the burden on our teachers be reduced? If the students are not asked to do so much homework, we will have to correct less homework, which will make it easier." A teacher from behind said.
Mo Zhicheng was also listening, secretly happy in his heart. If, as these teachers said, they would have to correct less homework in the future, it would be good for them.
Not long after Mo Zhicheng returned to the classroom, Chen Shuizhen also came back. "Teacher Chen, our good days are coming." Mo Zhicheng said happily.
Chen Shuizhen shook her head and said, "It's hard to say. It depends on how the school implements it, right?"
"It will probably take some time until they implement it." Mo Zhicheng sighed.
"No, the implementation plan will be announced soon." A few days ago, Chen Shuizhen heard Qi Dabin say secretly. Before the school started, the school leadership team had already discussed it and had an implementation plan.
The principal said that at the conference just now, just to give teachers a buffering process. They will be even more tired in the future.
Of course, Chen Shuizhen cannot tell Mo Zhicheng these things, after all, they have not been officially announced yet.
"Did the school respond so promptly this time?" Mo Zhicheng looked at Chen Shuizhen strangely.
But even with just one glance, Mo Zhicheng didn't dare to look at Chen Shuizhen.
During this time, he was a little "on fire".
I don’t know what’s going on with Yang Yujuan, but she seems to dislike him and always targets him. So, they haven’t “covered the quilt” for a long time.
Not only was Chen Shuizhen outstanding in figure and appearance, he didn't dare to look at her too much.
"Oh, Teacher Mo, there are some things that we can't just take at face value..." Chen Shuizhen wanted to say something else, but when Huang Mingjiao walked into the office, she immediately stopped talking.
Huang Mingjiao saw that Mo Zhicheng and Chen Shuizhen seemed to be talking just now, so she deliberately said: "Hey, you two are making love to each other in the office."
"Sister Jiao, you are hurting me by saying this." Chen Shuizhen was a little angry, "This is an office, not a special place. I'm not married yet. What do you want me to do in the future?"
"That's right, Sister Jiao, you can't make jokes like this anymore." Mo Zhicheng agreed. This Huang Mingjiao is so shameless, she always treats him and Chen Shuizhen as a joke.
I am a middle-aged uncle, so there is nothing wrong with me. But Chen Shuizhen is still a young girl, and it is not okay for others to gossip about her.
