Back to 80s, after marrying a rough guy, she has a soft body and a sweet body

chapter 25

Mathematics teacher Wang left in a hurry and disappeared within 2 minutes.

"Mr. Dong, this is your sister?" Teacher Haidi pushed his glasses. He just transferred here a few years ago, and he just came after Dong Yan graduated. It's normal if he doesn't know her.

"Yes, Director." Dong Qiu picked up his textbooks and preparation books and planned to go to the classroom.

The director of academic affairs is here, and it has nothing to do with her who arranges for the class.

"Then thank you for your sister's hard work, and help me substitute for Teacher Wang?" The director gave Dong Yanru a smile, "Is Comrade Xiao Dong okay?"

It's alright, you guys are all ready to ask me, should I say there is a problem or not?

Dong Yan slandered a few words, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

"Okay, I have no experience, so just teach them to draw some stick figures, okay?"

"Of course." The director of Mediterranean Sea nodded towards Dong Qiu, "Then I will take Teacher Xiao Dong to the classroom first."

"Director, how about I take her there?"

"No, you are busy with your work. Class is about to start. Don't delay. Anyway, I have nothing to do right now."

The two sisters looked at each other, thinking that you have nothing to do, you might as well take a class directly, why do you ask someone else to do it?
But Director Haidi thought that he would finally have a chance to see what his old classmate told him about how good Dong Yanru's paintings really are.

It's not that there are no art teachers in the school, but everyone knows that the three items of art, sports, and music are simply more weeds than weeds.Over time, in a village school, an art teacher can complete the school's classes.

Before going to class, Dong Qiu wanted to say something to the third child, but the director of Mediterranean did not leave. She had no choice but to use her eyes to remind her that she was not worrying.

Dong Yanru was completely disconnected from her sister's brain circuit.

From the age of five to the south, she has been learning to draw, and she never put down the brush until the moment she died.Painting has penetrated into her bone marrow and become a part of her genes.

Entering the classroom, looking at the children sitting below, Dong Yanru was so stage-frightened that she introduced herself generously.

"The lesson I'm giving you today is also a little bit related to mathematics. It's the part of 'point-line-surface'."

The students were amazed, not knowing how the art of miscellaneous subjects was related to the main subject of mathematics.

Dong Yanru did not answer their questions, but turned around and drew some small patterns on the blackboard.There are periods, ?, and clover and some dots.

"In a mathematical sense, a point is a point, but in art, a point can be such a point, or such a small flower, a square..."

She drew casually while talking, and the fresh and interesting content attracted the students' attention, and their eyes followed the chalk in her hand.

After a class, Dong Yanru finished the lecture just in time, and there were many beautiful patterns on the blackboard.Most of them can be drawn by children.

The children had never felt that a class was so short. When the get out of class was over, Dong Yanru asked them to go out for activities. Instead, the children sighed and wanted her to continue talking.

It's impossible to talk about it. She is helping her sister, not grabbing a job.

Smiling and waving goodbye to the children, he pushed the door ruthlessly out.

The director of Mediterranean Sea listened to half of the class outside, and had a general idea in mind.However, Dong Yanru's academic qualifications are flawed, and if she is to be allowed to attend classes, she can only be qualified as a private substitute teacher.

Where did Dong Yanru know what the director was up to? After finishing class, she told her sister and hurried home with her net bag in hand.

When passing by the bridge, as expected, everyone was gone.

When I got home, I saw my cousin and Mama Dong talking in the yard. Dong Yanru said hello and sent the lunch box to the kitchen to be cleaned.

"That's it. When the time comes, you bring Ah Qiu to come and help earlier."

"Auntie, why don't you call me?"

"Why did I tell you?" My cousin glared at her with a dark face, "You don't know how your own hands are? Tell you not to move, you are like a rabbit. When you get old, you will know what is good or bad."

Dong Yan seemed to stick out his tongue, but retracted his head again.

"You too, the youngest is ignorant, you should scold him as soon as you need to, he will be hurt for a hundred days, how long will it take, look at her like this, can she get better? I will find her husband's family later, if she hears that she can't use her hands, You say okay or not?"

Whispering and scolding Mama Dong again, Aunt Biao left contentedly.

When she was gone, Dong Yanru stretched out his head again, his little face tangled up.

"Aunt's mouth is becoming more and more invincible."

"Say a few words, your aunt is right. Look at you, you are a debt collector."

While Mama Dong was chattering with her daughter, there was an accident in the coal plant.

Dong Xiangdong went to work at three o'clock in the morning, and he was a little tired by this time.

There are four of them in one shift, and they take a break of about [-] minutes every hour and a half, mainly to go to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette to wake up.

It happened that it was Dong Xiangdong's turn to rest at this time, and he went to the toilet with the team next door.As soon as I squatted down, I heard someone yelling that something happened.

The two pulled up their pants and rushed out.As soon as I returned to the door of the workshop, I saw someone lift the door panel and come out.

"what happened?"

"It seemed to be shaking, and the person fell into the stove. Fortunately, the person next to him was about to grab the clothes, but he was still burned."

When Dong Xiangdong heard this, his heart tightened into a ball.

The temperature of the coal stove is far beyond [-] degrees, and it is impossible to fish it out if it falls into it.

This is a production accident.

However, the results of the investigation have not yet come out, and it is not known whether it was an operational violation or an accident.

Dong Xiangdong returned to the team, took a quick glance, and was half relieved.

He was glad that it was not his team that had the accident, otherwise he would not be able to escape the responsibility even if he was not on duty.

Rotational rest is not a factory regulation, it is basically agreed upon by the workers themselves.If there is no accident, the higher-ups will turn a blind eye and close their eyes, but once an accident occurs, it doesn't matter how many excuses you have.

After this happened, the atmosphere of the whole workshop suddenly became dull.

After the shift shift at noon, most of the workers left the factory in a hurry, fearing that they would be blamed.Dong Xiangdong also wanted to leave, but when he got to the infirmary, he hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran in.

"Send the worker who had an accident today?" The doctor in charge of the consultation was having a meal, and when he heard his question, he looked up at him, "Is it on the same team as you?"

"No, no, our two villages are next to each other, and we often walk together."

"Oh, he might be dangerous." The doctor wiped his mouth. "Severe burns, and he fell face down at that time, with the most severe head injury."

As a doctor, and a doctor in high-risk factories and mines, he has seen many such situations, and he has a rough judgment in his heart.

"If you want to see him, do so as soon as possible."

When Dong Xiangdong heard this, he clenched his fingers tightly.

After leaving the infirmary, he stood by the corridor, feeling cold in his heart.

(End of this chapter)