tenth year of teaching

Chapter 229 Learning
The bed was brought to me that night. My uncle who lived in Tongzhou happened to have one at his house. I drove over and delivered it to him right away. It was a foldable camp bed.

When Chu Xia lay down on it, the bed began to creak. She carefully looked around, and then pressed it tentatively.Fortunately, it can still bear her weight.This is the second trimester of pregnancy, and at least my appetite and body are still in a comfortable stage.

The dormitory is very hot, there is no air-conditioning, only a ceiling fan, and it is almost impossible to feel the coolness in the early summer when sleeping below.There were four people in the room, besides Chu Xia and Zhang Jing, there was also a teacher from Haidian district, and a little girl from XJ, Tong Yulin.

"Your name doesn't sound like someone from XJ?" Zhang Jing was surprised.

"I'm Han. My parents went to the mountains and countryside, so they stayed there." Tong Yulin looks sweet, and when he smiles, there are shallow pear dimples under the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, have you graduated yet?"

"I graduated last year and have just completed my first year of class."

"Wow, no wonder you're so young." Zhang Jing opened her mouth wide, "You're so young, it looks like you can pinch water, do you have a date?"

"Stop teasing the little girl, don't scare people." Chu Xia supported her waist, pulled the legs of the bed and struggled to stand up.

"Just kidding, don't you think she's very young?" Zhang Jing hurried over to help. "Looking at me as an old mother, my son now refuses to sleep with his grandma. He pesters me at night and makes me so angry that I want to kick him eight times a day."

"Are you willing?" Chu Xia smiled.

The two packed up their things and were going to eat. Zhang Jing chattered endlessly along the way, all about Little Tudou's deeds: "Do you know? The last time I went downstairs, when a little girl just entered the door, he stared at her. Just look, let's go He was still looking at it, but he hit his head on the unit door. His dad kicked it up and said, "Look at your worthless look!"

"Hahaha," Chu Xia couldn't stop laughing, "Oh, please stop teasing me, I'm getting cramps."

"Also, and, do you know how I cured Potato and didn't want to go to kindergarten?"

"what?"

"Every time he said that the teacher said it was a holiday, I said I didn't receive the notice, and he said it was only for Tudou. Then I asked if you were the only one who had a holiday? He said yes, and I asked, what about the steel? Does my son have a holiday too? Then he goes to school."

Chu Xia wondered, "Why?"

"Because Gang Yan'er is his favorite girl, as long as he mentions Gang Yan'er, he will immediately stop being a demon."

"He told me, Mom, how can I dream about steel drills in my dreams?"

Sweating violently in early summer, Zhang Jing couldn't stop laughing.

On one side of the path leading from the dormitory to the cafeteria is the sports field, a green lawn, and students walking among them.Chu Xia thought of her college days, and her belly moved, as if to remind her that you are old and you are no longer young after having a baby.

She lowered her head and touched her belly gently, thinking to herself that raising children is hard but also full of fun.

"Hey, haven't you ever thought about having a second child?" Chu Xia suddenly asked Zhang Jing.

"Damn, I don't want it anymore. I just went to kindergarten and I was finally liberated. The past three years have been hard on me. I am out of shape and can't sleep well every day. Especially when the child gets sick, I have to instantly become a superman with one hand. Hold the child in your arms and drive to the hospital with one hand."

"Where's your old man?"

"Him? Go to hell." Zhang Jing suddenly changed her face and stopped talking.

Chu Xia wisely stopped asking.

The learning process is boring and boring, not as truly taught as I imagined in early summer.It is just another kind of training class that nominally trains highly educated talents for schools. University teachers are well aware of it, so the class is just that.

In early summer, I once again skipped class in an auditorium with hundreds of people and went back to the dormitory to sleep. Along the way, I thought back to the fact that it was the same when I was in college. After so many years, it was just a cycle again.

Only one course really aroused her interest. The teacher talked about how to write a graduation thesis, including the format of document editing, how to automatically generate chapters in Word, etc., which were all trivial matters, but she had not learned about them when she graduated from college. Computers are used so widely, so many of them are not very clear.So what the teacher said was trivial, but everyone listened with interest.

The course, which does not contain so much theory or advanced academic theory but is all practical, is well received by everyone.Of course, you also need to learn English. English is taught in small classes because besides them, there are also many older teachers among the postgraduate students, so they need to be taught in a more detailed manner.

It is not easy to skip classes in small classes. The teacher has to take attendance every time, but this knowledge is too simple for Chu Xia.While she was distracted in class, she touched her belly and said to the baby, "Just think of it as prenatal education for you." The little guy didn't move. On the way to eat after English class, her belly started to fluctuate wildly.

Chu Xia smiled bitterly at Zhang Jing: "Another one who doesn't like English classes."

Zhang Jing laughed, touched her belly and said, "Little naughty boy, just like your mother."

"Fuck you." Chu Xia laughed and scolded. She had disliked English all the way through high school because she didn't know what to use it for. It was useless anyway. It wasn't until she graduated and started watching American TV series that her listening vocabulary was greatly accumulated. .

There are five classes a week, and the schedule is very full. Lao Chu drove to her early on Monday morning.On Friday afternoon, she had to skip two classes and catch the subway to reverse ahead of time. Zhang Jing always admired her. Every time Zhang Luo took a taxi, Chu Xia refused to do it.The two of them transferred to the subway and took the bus home, and it took more than two hours on the way.

When someone gave up her seat on the subway, she didn't care. She would just stand if she didn't.Lao Chu insisted on picking her up but was rejected. She attended classes for a total of 6 weeks and persisted until the last two weeks. Her stomach bulged as if she was blowing air, so Zhang Jing forced her to take a taxi to the bus stop.

In early summer, I still felt that nothing was a big deal, except that my belly was bigger, and I was always walking fast.Dabei has not been around all year round, and she seems to have become immune to coquettishness. She glances at the people around her and finds that she does not have all the coquettishness during pregnancy, and she is quite proud of it.

"I said, how can you hold on so well?"

"The key is that I don't know who to complain to. Dabei's parents-in-law are not around. How can my parents worry about them all day long? Just do what you can do by yourself."

"I K." Zhang Jing cursed, "Don't hold on, you must complain when you need to. It's no good for a woman to be too strong."

Chu Xia glanced at Zhang Jing curiously. The corners of her eyes, which were originally as smooth as ever, were already covered with fine lines. "I just don't want my mother to be too tired, and I want everyone to get along well with each other, so I can do it myself in the end. You know? That bastard works overtime on weekends. I went to see him during lunch, and he was having noodles with a girl from their work unit. That girl If you can’t eat it, just pour it into my husband’s bowl and let him eat it instead.”

Big mouth in early summer.

"Before you came to me, you could put the porridge on his face immediately when you got angry." Zhang Jing gritted her teeth.

"and then?"

"Then? I'll endure it. He'll eat his, and I'll eat mine."

"why?"

"It's for the sake of the children, otherwise what? Fight at home? Get divorced? In the end, it's not the children who suffer."

It was silent in early summer. After giving birth to a child, should a woman endure her anger for the rest of her life?
"I had my second child done a while ago, and his parents got into a fight with my mother, just to take care of the child." Zhang Jing looked blank.

(End of this chapter)