Seeing the dense inside, countless old nails, Zhu Mother was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Teng stood up and chased out.
Song Yidi was startled and followed out, Song Yizheng came out just in time to see Song Yidi's back, and chased after him with a green onion.
Song Ersheng had a fingernail split, and she was asking Meng Ben to cut it off for her, and her hand hurt, so she was humming and banging, and the door was knocked open.
While Meng Ben stood up, he protected Song Ersheng.
Song Ersheng was still thinking about what was going on, so he heard Meng Ben, who was blocking him, shouting, "Auntie" Zhu's mother rushed in and pulled Song Ersheng up, grabbed her two arms and looked at her hands, Song Ersheng couldn't avoid it at all.
When Song Yidi and Song Yizheng ran over, Zhu's mother had already hugged Song Ersheng and cried.
Song Ersheng didn't cry this time, not because her tear ducts were underdeveloped, but because she didn't dare.
She was afraid of making her mother cry even harder "You're trying to force me and your dad to death," Zhu Mom said this sentence back and forth.
Song Ersheng didn't hear it clearly at first, and only listened to it when his mother said it for the third time. sighed in her heart, she really didn't feel how she was, and she didn't feel that she was too hard, Song Ersheng only felt that her mother's mental endurance was really much worse than the car accident, or in other words, the fear that the whole family was almost killed was much bigger than the last time her mother had a car accident alone, which brought her a much bigger blow "Mom, it doesn't hurt" actually doesn't hurt, it's just that her flesh is too tender, and it looks terrifying, but it's fine.
Song Yizheng also cried, Song Yidi's eyes were red, but he felt even more angry, "Do you use you to do these things?"
Song Ersheng simply didn't speak.
Let my sister yell at her.
Still dreamed of coming over to eat, interrupting the chaos.
Zhu mother found Yongxin and asked him to wrap Song Ersheng with gauze, and then took Song Ersheng home.
During the meal, Song's father saw the gauze on Song Ersheng's hand and asked what was going on.
Zhu Mom said bluntly, "Go to the garbage pile and grind the nails." ” Father Song was silent for a moment, and he didn't say a word until he finished eating.
At this time, Song Ersheng felt a little regretful.
She seems to have put too much pressure on her parents and sisters.
Obviously, they can't stand the pressure.
The family's ability to bear it collectively dropped to this point, which Song Ersheng didn't expect at all.
She had only sensed their confusion and cowardice, but she had no idea that they would be so vulnerable.
She used to go down to the field with her parents and sisters, she was less than three years old at the time, and she couldn't do anything, so she sat on the ground and helped the family watch the kettle. was swept into a ditch by someone else's mule cart, and her parents didn't find her for a long time.
In the end, she climbed up with the weeds herself.
His feet and neck were swollen, and his hands were cut by weeds, and both hands were red.
But this kind of thing only made my parents and sisters laugh, and the next day I sat on the ground as usual.
But now Song Ersheng thinks that she should not do anything first, and don't stimulate her family.
After the New Year, my parents will work, and I should be fine After the school lost its principal, a middle-aged man in his forties was quickly transferred to Liu Kaiyuan. looks very gentle, polite, and is the director.
Sometimes the physical education teacher has something, he helps him, the music teacher has something, he can also play the organ smoothly, other cultural classes, Chinese mathematics, art morality, etc., he can also pick up the book and start teaching.
The speed of speech is neither fast nor slow, and teaching the first grade is the same intonation as teaching the sixth grade.
In just one week, all the teachers and students in the school were fascinated by his personality.
Many children's dreams have become that I want to be a teacher.
Song Ersheng looked at it coldly, and there was only one sentence in his heart, a stupid mouse walked away, and a traitorous fox came.
She really thinks that she can also be a god operator, it's just iron-clad When I was dreaming of recess, I also said to Song Ersheng, "This director is really good, I feel that in his eyes, we are all sensible adults."
Song Ersheng hummed, "This is what it feels like to be affirmed and respected."
"Attack the heart "It would be nice if the teachers were the same as the director," Mimeng sighed.
Wang Ying left, she thought it would be better, but without Wang Ying's worst comparison, the shortcomings of other teachers are particularly obvious to the indifference of the mathematics teacher, the careful eye of the physical education teacher, the eccentricity of the art teacher, and the lack of moral character of the moral teacher Mimeng said these to Song Ersheng, and then added, "The people in the city are all well-learned, and it is easy for people not to see what virtues they have, rural people are simple, that is, they are simple here, everything is put out, and they don't hide it, in fact, I want to say, although I think it's not bad in the countryside, but after a long time, I think it will have an impact on mental health, and it's still a hypocritical environment, suitable for life, at least suitable for me who is particularly smart, and especially stupid."
As for those who are not very smart and not very stupid, they should live in the countryside."
Song Ersheng listened to the argument of Lost Dreams and laughed, "You think you are very smart" is indeed quite smart, but in the end, young age, experience and eyesight are still not enough, but think about your previous life, in fact, it is the same as Lost Dreams, at such an old age, she was pretentious, thinking that she was the only smart in the world The dream was only thought to be Song Ersheng's amusement, and he didn't take her words seriously at all.
The next day, Song Ersheng and Meng Ben dreamed of having Fangfang and Miaomiao eat breakfast together, and just out of Huang Maoer's shop, they saw the school there was a rolling black flame At this time, the sky was just dawning, and the blue and white sky was lined with black flames as if they had condensed into an entity.
"It's on fire," Mimeng shouted, and the children immediately ran to school.
Song Ersheng got up at five o'clock today to fetch water, and it happened that Fang Fang Miaomiao also got up early, and it was just after half past six after eating breakfast.
At half past seven, I went to morning self-study, and there were almost no people in the school.
In winter, the teachers who originally lived in the school also went home, anyway, even the head teacher could arrive at the school around 7:40, and the other teachers could come at 8 o'clock.
At this point, at school, there are only children who make fires. t1706231537: