We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

"Ah?" Wen Qin really didn't understand what the old principal was saying?

Then the old principal slammed the table and said, "Everyone, come out and do it yourself."

Wen Qin followed the old principal out in confusion, and saw Xie Mingxia driving a large truck and parked it at the other end of the floating bridge.

Wen Qin didn't care about the strange looks from her colleagues at this time and trotted over.

"What's going on?" Wen Qin saw Jie Mingxia pull down the fender at the back of the truck and put it on top of the car to form a landslide.

It was only then that Wen Qin discovered that there were several wooden tables installed in the car.

The school does not have a lot of funds, and what money it has is used for students, such as repairing the leaky roof, replacing desks, etc.

The teachers' desks are of various kinds, and it is said that there are some items from the Qing Dynasty.

They all did some repairs themselves and managed to barely hold on.

The desks that Xie Mingxia pulled over were all brand new and identical. There were twenty of them, enough for one person.

Xie Mingxia saw the old principal coming and went to greet him. When he was in elementary school, Principal Dong was the principal. So he was very familiar with Principal Dong: "Principal, I have delivered the table."

"Oh, oh, oh. Well, well, well, my own graduated child is still the best. He still thinks about his alma mater."

Principal Dong obviously liked Jie Mingxia very much. He patted his shoulder and said hello repeatedly.

Xie Mingxia smiled: "My sister and I go to school in this school, and my wife teaches in this school. Isn't it my duty to make some contribution to the school?"

The two teachers who had just said those sarcastic words immediately blushed, obviously embarrassed.

In fact, they only came up with the idea of ​​signing up after they saw that Wen Qin’s workload was reduced by half.

In fact, they have no confidence at all whether they can take the college entrance examination.

Xie Mingxia pulled Wen Qin aside and watched other teachers in the school carry their desks across the bridge by themselves.

Wen Qin squinted at him and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​donating desks to the school? Where did you get the money?"

20 desks is not a small number. Does Xie Mingxia still have some private money?

"It was discarded by the factory and was originally going to be thrown away, but then I remembered that you complained that the desk was shaky, so I found a carpenter to fix it." Xie Mingxia looked straight ahead, "Don't look at it as if it's in good condition now. More than 40 tables with broken parts were disassembled and put together, and it only cost more than 200 yuan in total."

Wen Qin said, "You are so arrogant. It's only 200 yuan. Where did you get the money?"

Xie Mingxia touched his nose and said, "I bought it on credit from the factory manager."

Wen Qin rolled her eyes at him and pinched him: "I'll give you the money when I get back. Return it to the factory tomorrow."

Xie Mingxia let her twist him.

"Why didn't you just tell me you were here to get the money? Why did you have to hide it from me?" Wen Qin felt so angry that she wanted to bite him.

Xie Mingxia said helplessly: "The factory director said there's no rush and I'll give it to you slowly. I originally wanted to give it to you after you get admitted to university, as a parting gift to the school."

Wen Qin moved her nose and realized that it seemed that the smell of paint had not completely dissipated.

"Then why did you suddenly think of sending the table over now?" Wen Qin was puzzled.

Xie Mingxia lowered his head and whispered in Wen Qin's ear: "The old principal went to the county to ask for help because the teacher was going to take the college entrance examination. Our factory director happened to be there, so he told me."

Xie Mingxia paused and said, "When you said you would reduce your classes by half, I knew something was going to happen. You don't know these teachers in the school. I know them well."

Wen Qin smiled: "Then guess which teachers just said something sour to me?"

Xie Mingxia lowered his head and said three names.

Wen Qin was slightly surprised: "Sure, you really understand me."

"Will they shut up if I send them a table?" In fact, according to Wen Qin's temper, if she couldn't stand it anymore, she would just resign and go home.

Anyway, whether she passes the exam or not, Wenqin is planning to leave school this year.

She didn't expect Jie Mingxia to consider her so carefully.

"They won't dare to say it anymore, at least not to your face. As for behind your back..." Xie Mingxia smiled, "You are a heroine, they never dare to say bad things about you in front of others."

Wen Qin sighed. When it comes to interpersonal relationships and attitude towards things, even if she was reborn, she is still not as good as Jie Mingxia.

Just like donating a building to a school in later generations, with the wave of money, Wen Qin's last hurdle in the college entrance examination was gone.

After the Qingming Festival, the temperature gets hotter with every rainy day.

It seems like the cotton-padded jacket has just been taken off and the summer skirt should be put on.

However, Wen Qin still dressed warmly in spring and autumn.

After searching for a Sunday, Wen Qin brought Shu Xiu and Jie Guiqiu to Aunt Zhang's house to formally take her as her teacher.

"You chose this path yourself. I hope you won't regret it in the future." Wen Qin was still very strict with Jie Guiqiu. She turned around and said to Aunt Zhang, "If there is anything, the disciples will do the work. She is a formal disciple. If you have anything to do, just tell her to do it. If you have any difficulties, just tell her."

Aunt Zhang looked at the two of them with a smile but said nothing.

Xie Guiqiu grabbed Aunt Zhang's arm and said, "My master is not that kind of person, sister-in-law, please don't teach her bad things."

Wen Qin rolled her eyes at her and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Xie Guiqiu stayed with Aunt Zhang to learn skills, and Wenqin also went back to review. As a result, she found a young man pacing back and forth at the door of her house. When he saw Wenqin, he ran over with a happy face and said, "Sister-in-law, I came to see you."

It turned out to be Yu Mai who was still in hospital a few days ago.

When Wen Qin arrived at the door, she found several sacks piled up at the door. She knew at a glance that they were gifts he was preparing to give to her.

Just looking at it, I don’t know how it was transported here.

Wen Qin unlocked the door and said to him, "You just came, why do you bring so many things?"

"Your brother Mingxia said you were discharged from the hospital a few days ago. Are you feeling better? Are you still dizzy?"

As Yu Mai carried the sacks into the house one by one, he smiled and replied to Wen Qin: "He has been discharged from the hospital for several days. He started working yesterday. There is nothing wrong at all."

Wen Qin wanted to stop Yu Mai, but her small body was unable to stop him.

Yu Mai smiled innocently, "They are all local specialties. My brother sent them to me when he heard that I was in the hospital. Knowing that you are my lifesaver, he went back to get more and told me to bring them to you."

At this time, local specialties were just local specialties, without the messy meanings of later generations.

Wen Qin had to pull open a sack to take a look, and was almost scared.

"Are you from Jinhua?"

Sack after sack full of big hams...

Yu Mai responded with a smile: "Sister-in-law also knows about us?"

You must know that. In later generations, some people bought this big ham specifically as a gift.

All these things are not cheap even in later generations. Although she was very happy that Yu Mai escaped from danger, she dared not acknowledge him for saving her life.

I have to find a way to return it...