In the variety show of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the heart is in rural construction

Chapter 108 Raise your hand if you have

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what happened?

Wenrou panicked, squatted down immediately, and took out a pack of tissue paper from her pocket: "Don't cry, what's wrong?"

The little boy cried louder.

Wen Rou quickly turned around, looked at the nearest little girl, and helped wipe away her tears.

"Don't cry, the teacher is wrong, the teacher didn't speak well."

She helped wipe the little girl's tears, and her heart was broken into pieces.

A child's face is soft and tender, so he should laugh, not cry.

It was also the first time for the cameraman to encounter such a situation, and his ears were filled with the cries of children.

"Sister, why don't you feed them something?"

He also can't coax children.

However, every time the child of his relative's family cries and coaxes him with delicious food, he will be fine.

If you can't coax the delicious food, it means that the problem is serious.

Gentle chose to listen to the little brother, and decisively picked up the milk tea on the girl's table, and poked a hole with a straw.

If it hadn't been for Principal Tao's instructions, we can only eat after class, and the children would have started already.

She handed it to the girl's mouth and said softly, "Let's drink milk tea, it's delicious!"

At the beginning, the little girl was full of resistance, and after pushing twice with her small hands, she gave up.

When the straw was in her mouth, she sobbed twice and finally drank.

Seeing this, the rest of the children stared at the milk tea on the table, then cried and looked at Wen Rou.

"Teacher, I want to drink too~"

Who can bear this cry?

Wen Wen couldn't stand the child's pitiful eyes at all, and said very firmly: "Drink, drink!"

She enthusiastically walked over, inserted the straw, and handed the milk tea in one go.

Finally, the whole class finally stopped.

Principal Tao, who was helping out in the kitchen, was busy cooking, and Mrs. Tao was adding firewood.

"Old man, did you hear something?" Mrs. Tao suddenly raised her head and looked worriedly at the top of her head, "Are the children crying?"

Principal Tao disagreed.

There is a beautiful new teacher here today, the children are too happy, why are they crying?

"You must have heard it wrong. There is no sound. I am cooking!" Principal Tao continued to wave the shovel.

The sound quickly died down.

Mrs. Tao couldn't tell what was going on, and guessed that she had heard it wrong.

Rourou stood on the podium again, lowered her head, looked at the little mushroom heads, all drinking milk tea obediently, she put her hips on her hips, wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling very accomplished.

"Now, can someone tell the teacher why you were crying just now?"

The children raised their heads, their clear eyes were full of tears, but no one wanted to speak.

Gentle had no choice but to walk towards the little boy who was crying first.

When she was about to squat down, the little boy put down the milk tea, his eyes averted.

"Speak, little crying bag."

The little boy frowned, raised his head, and said with a stubborn face, "I'm not a crybaby!"

He is a man!
The little boy seemed to be angry, and turned around directly, with his back to Wen Rou.

At this time, his tablemate, a well-behaved little girl said: "Teacher, his mother went to work in a big city and never came back. People in the village said that his father divorced his mother."

"Don't say it!" The little boy was annoyed, and wanted to cover the little girl's mouth.

At this time, the little boy at the back table also spoke: "My grandma said that his mother disliked being poor here and ran away with the rich people in the city!"

"You are talking nonsense, your mother just ran away with someone!" The little boy turned around and was going to push the table behind.

Wen Rou couldn't stand listening anymore, put away her smile, and put on a straight face: "Okay, don't talk nonsense."

"We shouldn't talk about other people's family affairs."

Finally, she grabbed the little boy's hand.

The deskmate moved aside, holding the milk tea and refusing to let go.

The child's hand was still struggling, trying to break free.

When his strength was exhausted, the little boy suddenly gave up and sat down again.

"It's the teacher's mistake. The teacher shouldn't have said these things." Rourou blamed herself.

What she said was not good, but she insisted on talking about her mother.

Mom is great!

However, in the impoverished mountainous areas, how many mothers can accompany their children's growth all the time?
In order to make money, mothers have to be like fathers, stay away from their families, and go to towns or further cities to work and earn money, just to support the family and give their children a better future!
But what can children understand?
They only know that they have become left-behind children, and what accompanied them to grow up was not the care of their parents, but grandparents and countless farm work.

The prosperity of a big city has an extraordinary impact on people in mountainous areas.

Moreover, the girls here are generally very young when they give birth, and they are not mature at all!

How many people can keep their hearts?

Right and wrong, it's hard to judge!

"Teacher, ask, mother is with you at home. If you have any, please raise your hand."

You look at me, I look at you.

In the end, only one child raised his hand tremblingly. The clothes he was wearing were very thin and worn out.

Probably realizing that he is different from everyone else, the child said softly: "My mother is not in good health~"

"It's okay." Rourou nodded at him, "Put your hands down, the teacher is just asking."

At this time, the children realized that our mother was almost not at home.

One or two are happy again.

"The teacher is here to play a game with you. This game is called drumming and passing flowers. Whoever loses will have to perform a show~"

The atmosphere is alive again...

Because the roast duck burrito was delivered, the children ate less food at noon.

Rourou noticed that some girls only dared to drink half of their milk tea, they didn't eat a bite of the roast duck burrito, and they carefully put the fruit in the drawer.

"Come on, eat more food."

She thought those girls didn't like snacks, so she gave them food.

"Thank you teacher, I've had enough!" The little girl was very well-behaved, afraid that Wen Rou would continue to pick up dishes, so she took the bowl and chopsticks and sat at another table.

"Sister-in-law, your cooking is really delicious!" Rourou looked at Mrs. Tao again, only feeling that she was very kind, and the more she looked at her, the happier she became.

Mrs. Tao has a round face, and she smiles like Maitreya Buddha.

"Then you can eat more." Mrs. Tao picked up a big steak for Rourou.

The little boy next to him was greedy, so he also picked up a big steak, and said while eating: "I like to eat the big steak made by Teacher Li the most. We can only eat it on the day of winter vacation every year!"

I also know that this school has no money.

Principal Tao and Teacher Li were both angry. They were afraid that they had been subsidizing money to run the school.

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Gentle suddenly feels that the big row in his mouth is even more delicious!
The old man on the opposite side pursed his lips, you looked at me, I looked at you, feeling a little embarrassed.

"That...you eat first, I'll go to Juanzi's house to see." Teacher Li ate the food in the bowl and was about to leave in a hurry.

When mentioning Juanzi, Principal Tao looked helpless.

"Why did you go? That family is unreasonable, they only scold you!"

Ruan was a little curious: "What's wrong with Juanzi's house, can I help?"

　The monthly ticket red envelope is really fast, just swipe it and it's gone!
　　Curious, is it a robot?How did you find out?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)