tenth year of teaching

Chapter 86 Accompanying
After the project was approved, Chu Xia felt somewhat more confident.Zhang Junguo gave her great guidance and help in teaching research and classroom teaching. Senior teachers in key middle schools do have some abilities.

On the weekend, when I was making dumplings with Lao Geng, I talked about Zhang Junguo. Lao Geng kept talking while rolling out the dumplings: "You must learn from it. He is a key school in Chengde No. [-] Middle School and teaches key classes. He has a lot of background." He is a child from a family, so it can be seen that he still has a lot of skills. He is now famous and has a senior professional title. He comes to BJ just to earn a good future for his children. Otherwise, how could you think Yuyang could recruit such powerful people."

She paused for a moment, seemed to think of something, and then said again: "Yuyang has had a lot of movement in recent years. It recruited graduates from key universities in the Northeast, and recruited experienced senior teachers from nearby Hebei. Both sides Let’s start, the quality of education must be doubled, old and experienced, and young people with strong professional backgrounds, this is a good move, and the quality of education in Yuyang in the past 30 years does not have to worry.”

Chu Xia tilted her head and looked at Lao Geng's emotional expression, and suddenly laughed: "You are really restless, you can't worry enough."

"I worry about everything." Lao Geng smiled, stretched out his hand to touch her face, and said, "Why is your face dirty?"

"Really?" Chu Xia walked away to look in the mirror, "What? It's all the flour you put on."

Lao Geng laughed loudly behind him, and the door to the living room opened, "Why are you so happy today? I heard you laughing before I even opened the door?"

"Are you back? Is it early today? Early summer is here, and we are making dumplings." Lao Geng replied in the kitchen.

"Master, hello!" Chu Xia replied pipily, and went into the kitchen to continue making dumplings.

"This girl, you never change your words, you call me a mother." Lao Geng's husband Ma Junjie, 1.8 meters tall, with a Chinese character face, standard and full of heroism.Because I served in the Air Force, my clothes are always meticulous. Even when I change my shoes when I enter the house, I have to order the toes of my shoes in the right direction.He hung up his handbag, took off his coat, and replied casually: "I'm going to have a meeting with Marco this afternoon, and we'll take the car back together. It's a little early, where is my son?"

"I'm doing my homework in the bedroom. I'm in third grade. Why are there more and more homework? I've been doing it very late lately." Lao Geng and her husband muttered a few words.

The home was full of fireworks but extremely warm. After dinner, Chu Xia burped and hummed contentedly.After saying goodbye to Lao Geng, I felt very satisfied, so I strolled along the road for a walk after dinner.

The autumn night is getting cooler, but it is comfortable and refreshing.As I walked away in early summer, I thought about what Lao Geng said at the dinner table. The children are getting older and their studies are getting heavier and heavier. My husband’s work is also very stressful, and I am not in good health. I have applied to the school to step down as a class teacher and concentrate on teaching. .

What does Chu Xia think about the concept of middle age?There are old people at the top and young people at the bottom. The work is tight and the tasks are heavy, and you don’t have the resources to divide your time?Everything that Lao Geng said feels very strange. Ten or twenty years later, I will have to face such trivial middle age. Will I still be able to stick to my original intention?Every student must be treated with care, but it is still difficult to cope with the young career rookies who now have no worries.

Tick-tock-tock, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"I."

"Well, what happened?"

"There are still some problems with the battery we talked about today."

"Okay, you say."

……

Zhang Yan would call every Friday night and ask some questions.Chu Xia knew that he would reorganize his notes for the week after school every Friday night. If he had any questions, he would call him at 8:00 pm on time.

The confusion just now gradually disappeared in the process of explaining to the students seriously, and she became the young teacher who was always full of energy and passion.People passed by in twos and threes on the side of the road, got off the bridge, and walked on the bank of the riverside park.The number of people walking and exercising gradually increased, and the place became bustling.

"Are you outside?"

"Yes, I just went to my high school teacher's house for a meal. I was so full that I was ready to walk all the way back." Chu Xia stretched himself, and the weekend was very beautiful.

"Are you at the river park?"

"Correct."

"wait for me."

"Eh?"

Before she could react, the call had been hung up.Chu Xia looked at her phone and was a little confused: "What's wrong with this kid?" She called again, but no one answered. She simply continued walking slowly along the river. There was an open-air stall at the end of the Rainbow Bridge, shining with colorful colors. There are plenty of lamp toys.The children were so attracted that they could not walk, so the parents had to patiently accompany them and squat beside them, waiting for their children to pick.The children who bought the goods ran happily across the Rainbow Bridge, waving the lanterns in their hands vigorously, followed by anxious adults.

She watched for a while, and the night wind blew across the river, making the night cooler and cooler.Chu Xia tightened her coat, turned around and continued walking.The phone rang, "Hello, where are you?" Zhang Yan panted.

"Rainbow bridge."

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

Seeing Zhang Yan running over in a hurry, Chu Xia opened her mouth.Zhang Yan handed over a velvet coat in his hand. Chu Xia looked at it and took it. He raised his hand and put it on his body, and asked casually: "Isn't your home quite far away from here?"

"Didn't I move to my third aunt's house? It's very close to here, just across the road from the east entrance." He pointed casually.

"Oh, are you still used to living at your third aunt's house?"

"Fortunately, my sister is my third aunt's daughter. She graduated from junior high school and studied nursing. She comes back on weekends and lives on campus." Zhang Yan walked with her with his pockets in his pockets, glanced at her and added: " She usually comes back on Saturdays, and I go home on Saturdays for two days."

Chu Xia looked at the boy beside him who was already a head taller. He looked even thinner under the night light.The straight bridge of the nose casts a knife-like shadow on his face under the illumination of the light.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Yan turned his head and asked.

"You are really good-looking, no wonder no wonder...tsk tsk tsk." Chu Xia sighed while shaking her head.

"No wonder?" The night was too dark, and the pink color on the boy's cheeks could not be seen.

"No wonder all the girls in our class are not interested in studying. It's really a disaster. This is bad luck for eight lifetimes. You have buried an excellent class teacher like me." Chu Xia shook her head.

"Fuck you, how come you are so old and dishonest as a teacher?" Zhang Yan scolded with a smile and stretched out his foot to kick.

Chu Xia laughed loudly while running forward quickly.The boy's tight eyebrows finally relaxed and he smiled cheerfully.

The two young figures ran one after the other while laughing, causing the children on the side of the road to look at them curiously.

(End of this chapter)