"Let me do this kind of thing." Jiu Po said immediately, "I will definitely help Zhicheng introduce a good girl."
"Let me come, I know the girl." An old man also said quickly.
Mo Zhicheng is so good, it should be easy for him to successfully introduce girls.
"I come."
"I come."
Grandma Jiu and the uncle had a quarrel. Both sides' faces were red, and they looked like they wanted to fight.
Seeing this, other neighbors hurriedly pulled them away.
Mo Zhicheng arrived at school and started to work again
It's still like before, just a few classes at a time.
However, after working hard today, starting from tomorrow, he does not have to sleep in the hospital and can sleep at home at night.
Thinking that he had not slept at home for more than ten days, Mo Zhicheng felt miserable.
After the second class, it was already past four o'clock.
Mo Zhicheng returned to the office to drink water, and Chen Shuizhen asked: "Teacher Mo, has your mother been discharged from the hospital?"
"I was discharged from the hospital today," Mo Zhicheng said.
"How about your class tomorrow?" Chen Shuizhen continued to ask.
"Go to school as usual. I can come to school tomorrow for morning reading." Mo Zhicheng said sheepishly.
"This is just a small matter, as long as your mother is fine." Chen Shuizhen said disapprovingly.
Huang Mingjiao heard the conversation between Mo Zhicheng and Chen Shuizhen, and when she was about to make a joke, she suddenly remembered that Mo Zhicheng was different now. Wouldn't it be troublesome if he quarreled with her?
Mo Zhicheng drank a few mouthfuls of boiled water, and then the class bell rang.
Mo Zhicheng picked up the test paper and walked outside. He kept controlling the pace of the class.
The first two lessons are new content in the textbook, so this lesson can be used to test the previous unit.
In this way, students will not feel bored.
When Mo Zhicheng walked to the door of Class 5(3), a boy named Xiaonan from his class came out and said with a grimace, "Teacher, I'm hungry."
"Didn't you have a full meal at noon?" Mo Zhicheng asked.
"I'm full, I even had two bowls of rice." Xiaonan said, "But I'm still hungry now."
"You can eat a small cake or something before coming to school." Mo Zhicheng continued.
Xiaonan replied: "I ate too, but I'm hungry. We had a physical education class just now. As soon as the class was over, I felt a little hungry now. There are still two classes before school ends, and I'm afraid I'll be hungry by then.
Flat."
If school was out like before, Xiaonan felt that she could endure it.
But there were still two classes to go, and it was almost seven o'clock when we got back, and Xiaonan felt that she wouldn't be able to make it through that time.
Mo Zhicheng looked at Xiaonan, who was as tall as his shoulders, and knew that this child was just about to grow.
Students must be hungry when they come home so late.
Even if Xiaonan's family could prepare meals early in the morning, Xiaonan would not be able to eat until at least almost half past six.
Is it okay for a growing child to be hungry like this?
Mo Zhicheng didn't know, but he just thought Xiaonan was probably suffering a lot now.
"Teacher, I'm hungry too, can you bring me something to eat later?" Two more students from Class 5(3) asked Mo Zhicheng.
Mo Zhicheng said helplessly: "School regulations prohibit bringing food to school."
"Alas." The students shook their heads, turned around and walked into the classroom.
After class, Mo Zhicheng took the students out of the school.
The students in line sighed and said that they were hungry.
Mo Zhicheng urged everyone to walk faster and ask their parents to take them home as soon as they got out of the school gate.
If conditions permit, you can ask parents to buy them something to eat on the street, or bring food to the school gate in the future.
As soon as the students left, Mo Zhicheng hurriedly drove the Song Chunfang siblings back to Xiangyang Apartment in an electric car.
He and Deng Xiaoying switched to pick up the children, which was pretty good.
In the car, Song Guanghai said with a grimace: "Sister, I'm so hungry."
"I'm hungry too, but I'm going home soon. Just bear with it." Song Chunfang advised Song Guanghai.
In fact, they haven't eaten yet. As students, how can they not be hungry?
Usually when they get home after five o'clock, they can still have something to eat. If that doesn't work, they can lie down at home and rest.
I don’t know if there are more classes, which requires more mental energy, and they tend to get hungry easily.
Many students said in class that they were hungry, but there was nothing they could do about it, so they had to endure it.
Mo Zhicheng thought for a moment and said, "If you are hungry, you can come to my office for something to eat in the afternoon."
Mo Zhicheng thought about buying some biscuits or something to put in the office so that Song Chunfang and his sister could have something to eat if they were hungry.
"That's great." Song Guanghai said happily.
"Guanghai, you have to ask your mother about this." Song Chunfang reminded Song Guanghai.
Her mother told them not to take other people's things easily. Even if their family is poor, they must be poor with backbone.
"Okay." Song Guanghai said helplessly.
Mo Zhicheng and the others returned to Xiangyang Apartment and found that Deng Xiaoying had brought Mo Li to their home.
At that time, in order to facilitate the help of Song Liang's family, Mo Zhicheng gave Song Liang a key to their home.
Song Guanghai told Deng Xiaoying what Mo Zhicheng said just now. Deng Xiaoying said embarrassedly: "Teacher Mo, how can this be done?"
"It's nothing. It's the time when the child is growing. It's not good if he's too hungry." Mo Zhicheng said, "It's just a small biscuit, not worth much. Besides, you guys are like this during this period.
Help me, I don’t know how to thank you enough?”
"It's just a piece of cake, you don't need to keep it in mind." Deng Xiaoying said disapprovingly.
"Then my little biscuits are easy to make, so you don't have to keep them in mind." Mo Zhicheng was worried about his mother at home, so he went up.
Deng Xiaoying said: "Teacher Mo, don't worry, I went to see Aunt Liang this afternoon and she is fine."
Mo Zhicheng expressed his gratitude to Deng Xiaoying. There was no one at home in the afternoon. If no one looked at his mother, he would be afraid that something would happen to her.
Back home, Mo Zhicheng saw that Mo Yu was eating and his mother was already sitting on the sofa.
"Mom, did you come to sit on the sofa by yourself?" Mo Zhicheng asked worriedly.
"No, it was Xiaoying who helped me out, and she also helped me clean the toilet seat," Aunt Liang said.
When Mo Zhicheng heard this, he felt even more grateful to Deng Xiaoying.
Mother has been at home for so long, and she has probably used it several times, and there are "dirty things" in the toilet bowl. Deng Xiaoying is not related to them, and even helps them wash the toilet bowl. She is really a good person.
"It's so hard on her," Mo Zhicheng said.
"Yes, Xiaoying helps us like this, which is much better than that Li Huabing." Liang Ping sighed.
Mo Yu, who was eating, ate, and her expression changed a little, but she continued to eat.
