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Chapter 50: Witch Bone Mountain (4)

Chapter 50: Witch Bone Mountain (4)
More than a dozen people were allocated three rooms, which seemed extremely crowded.In the end, in order to make room for the girls, the boys asked for the largest bedroom, and the girls assigned the other two freely.

Eight boys live in one room, and the remaining six girls live in two rooms.Jiang Yao discussed with her colleagues and decided to live in the smallest room.Because the room was too small, the others were unwilling to live in it.Therefore, when Jiang Yao proposed to move in, no one else objected.

After putting away their luggage, the patriarch took them to another place for dinner.

"Is this our lunch?"

Looking at a large pot of soup cooked with leafy vegetables and a plate of unknown animal meat in front of him.Most people can't accept it, especially after tasting it and finding that there is no salt at all.For those who are used to delicacies from the mountains, this meal is hard to swallow.

"I've come here, what else can I choose, let's just eat it!"

"Eat it, I can't eat it!" A gorgeously dressed woman dropped her chopsticks and left the dining hall.

When he saw someone leaving, the patriarch who was watching the process became unhappy.You know, this meal is something they can only eat during the holidays here.He entertained his guests with the most sumptuous lunch with good intentions, only to be rejected.Anyone would be angry.

At this time, the peacemaker said again: "Patriarch, don't mind. That colleague must have been spoiled by the family. I think this meal is very appetizing and delicious!" Planed two bites.

The patriarch put on a smiling face and said, "That's right, it was made by our old cook here."

Jiang Yao saw this scene from the corner of his eye, and felt it was an eyesore.He ate his own food with his head down, and carried through to the end the image of a person who didn't hear anything outside the window and only wanted to cook!
After a tasteless meal, the patriarch took them to the school here.

Looking at the old school in front of them that had not been repaired for who knows how long, everyone was very worried about their personal safety.It feels like this school cannot afford to experience a small aftershock, and I don’t know why they don’t apply for renovation from the outside world.

Stepping into the school, a red flag fluttered in the wind, and the sound of students reading loudly came from the classroom.

"Teachers, this is our school. In the next few days, you will have to work hard to teach these children. The children are a little naughty, and I hope you will be more tolerant."

"These children are still young, and it's normal for them to be naughty. There are also many naughty students in my class."

"That's right! I've seen a lot of naughty students. Anyone who wasn't naughty when they were young is normal..."

"That's good, that's good. We only have two classes here, and each class has more than 20 children. The children in one class should be younger, and the children in the other class should be older. You can see which class you want to teach , I'll take you there."

"Huh? Did you choose this by yourself?"

"Yeah. After all, I don't know what your specialty is."

"Then I'm going to teach older children." Older children are easier to discipline.

"Me too."

"Then I'll teach the younger children! Children are very cute..."

Several people discussed which class to teach.They all said which subject they were teaching, and only after they said it did they find out that one of the subjects they taught was the same as their own.I also understand that this must have been communicated by the school long ago, just to prevent heavy subjects from happening later.

After everyone was assigned, they were taken to the classrooms they had chosen by the patriarch.The teachers first introduced themselves, and then they got to know the situation of the students in the class before leaving.

Decided to make a schedule first, and wait for the formal class tomorrow.

"Jiang Yao, which time period do you want to teach?"

Jiang Yao was distracted and didn't hear their initial arrangement clearly. After being called by his colleagues, he said directly: "I can do it."

For her, any time period is okay.

(End of this chapter)

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