The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

This should not be considered a speculative fall.

Yi Zhonghai's brows stretched slightly, and he thought of another benefit.

Under the big locust tree in the courtyard, if the children study hard, if they are seen by the street office, they will definitely get extra points in the evaluation of the courtyard in the coming year.

As for why the comrades in the street office can see it, Yi Zhonghai has a hundred ways.

Yi Zhonghai thought about it for a long time, and felt that this matter would be beneficial to the courtyard house.

but.

Yi Zhonghai raised his head and looked at Li Donglai, "Donglai, don't think the uncle talks too much."

"How could it be! Uncle, you are an old senior, and you have eaten more salt than I have eaten of rice." Li Donglai was humble.

Yi Zhonghai nodded with satisfaction, "If all the children don't pay, you still have to pay the teacher, isn't it a loss?"

Li Donglai smiled lightly, "Master, I said that I really think about our courtyard, believe it or not."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Li Donglai for a long time, and only saw sincerity on his face.

However, Yi Zhonghai definitely doesn't believe that Li Donglai is a fool.

He hesitated and said, "Trust!"

The two smiled at each other.

Chapter 35 The little sapling thrives

Red Star Rolling Mill Elementary School, near the end of school, the elementary school students who had been holding back all afternoon, all stood up impatiently, ready to go out to have fun.

Yan Bugui picked up the blackboard eraser and knocked on the podium, "Now there is something, go back and tell your parents."

"Recently, the grades of some students have plummeted, and they can't even recite "Wang Er Xiao" proficiently. If this continues, they will definitely not be admitted to junior high school."

"It just so happens that in the courtyard of the rolling mill, there is a tutoring class. From 5:6 p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. every day, I will be there to help everyone with their homework."

"By the way, this tutoring class is called [Little Saplings Thrive Class]."

When he mentioned this name, Yan Bugui couldn't help but wonder, Li Donglai really knew how to name him.

Children are the future of the motherland, and it is up to them to build the motherland in the future.

A small sapling will one day grow into a towering tree.

This kind of thing, not only to make money, but also meritorious!

"Tutor? What is it? Can you eat?"

"It doesn't matter if it can be eaten or not, anyway, what the teacher said is right."

. . .

When the students heard Yan Bugui's words, they all became curious, and nodded one after another, saying that they would let their parents sign up when they went back.

Although they don't know what a tutoring class is, it is better to have a teacher to help with homework than to be forced by parents to do homework with a stick.

Cough, pure and naive children, how do they know that people's hearts are sinister.

. . .

Yan Bugui might think that Li Donglai's monthly payment of five yuan is too much, so he fooled the students in his class, and slipped into other classrooms to tell the story of the tutoring class again.

This includes the first and second grades.

"Teacher Ran, can I say a few words?" Yan Bugui rushed to the podium with joy.

What's the matter?

Ran Qiu wanted to stop her, but in the end she could only helplessly stand aside.

No way, she came from a scholarly family, and Yan Bugui was a third-generation civilian.

Yan Bugui looked at the moving little head below and waved his hands, "Dear lambs, I have good news for you."

"..."

After listening to Yan Bugui's enthusiastic publicity, Ran Qiuye also became interested in [Little Saplings Thrive Class].

As a teacher, she is also a headache for the parents of the children.

These days, as long as they know how to add and subtract in decimal, they already exceed 50.00% of the people.

Ask these parents to help take care of the children with their homework.

In this world, any conscientious teacher hopes that children can learn more knowledge.

Now that she heard that Yan Bugui was going to hold a tutoring class, she also wanted to join.

Anyway, she is single, and every day she goes back from school, she can only stay in the room and read some ancient poems.

This is clearly contrary to the above-mentioned guideline of 'intellectuals should enter the masses'.

Her father also heard some rumors, and repeatedly expressed that he would let Ran Qiuye do more things to enter the masses.

But, Ran Qiuye is an intellectual, do you want to clean the toilet?

It is also a good opportunity to help children with homework.

When Yan Bugui walked off the podium happily, Ran Qiuye greeted him, "Mr. Yan, is there still a shortage of teachers in this tutoring class?"

Missing a teacher? ?

Is this little girl here to grab a job?

Yan Bugui's hair stood up at once, like a hedgehog.He smiled and said, "There should be no shortage of it, this, that..."

Seeing Yan Bugui's eyes rolling around, Ran Qiuye naturally understood his thoughts.

With a sigh in my heart, what a great opportunity was lost.

Is it my fault that I came from a scholarly family?

Ran Qiuye walked out of the classroom in despair, pushing the bicycle.

Just after taking two steps, I heard a crisp call from behind.

"Teacher, do you want to be a teacher in the [Little Saplings Thrive] class?"

She turned her head and saw Li Xiaomei running over.

Ran Qiuye's face instantly filled with a smile, and she liked Li Xiaomei, a student.

Likes to help classmates, good grades in studies, and listens carefully in class.

Ran Qiuye smiled and said, "Li Xiaomei, how do you know?"

"I heard it from the side just now." Li Xiaomei smiled.

Being able to let Teacher Ran teach in a tutor class is not to create opportunities for her and her brother.

Ran Qiuye smiled bitterly, "I want to help, but Mr. Yan said there is no shortage of teachers."

Ran Qiuye said, and patted the back seat of the car, "The teacher is fine, so I'll send you home. Your brother is getting off work soon. I happened to drop by for a home visit."

help? ?

Does that mean there is no need to pay? Li Xiaomei's eyes lit up. She jumped onto the back seat of the bicycle and whispered into Ran Qiuye's ear, "Teacher, let me tell you, this tutor class is run by my brother. Wait. When I go home, let him agree with you to help."

Li Xiaomei deliberately bit the word 'help' very hard.

Just kidding, Mr. Ran is such a good teacher who is willing to be a free labor force. Where can such good things be found?

"Really?" Ran Qiuye looked at the blossoming white clouds in the sky, a little dazed, "Your brother isn't a doctor, how can you run a tutor class?"

"Because my brother is the best person in the world!" Li Xiaomei praised Li Donglai like a flower.

Yi Zhonghai can see through Li Donglai's plan, but Ran Qiuye thinks that Li Donglai is really good for the children.

Moreover, Mr. Yan said that even children who do not pay can participate in the [Little Saplings Thrive] class.

Even Li Donglai, a farm laborer of three generations, is so conscious, and I, Ran Qiuye, can't be left behind.

Please let me water the little saplings!

Ran Qiuye made up his mind and drove Li Xiaomei to the courtyard.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she ran into Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu, who were pulling and pulling under the big locust tree.

Today, the leader in the cafeteria opened a small stove, and silly Zhu got a chicken leg and hid it in the lunch box.

Before the workers got off work, they slipped back first.

"Chicken drumsticks?" Looking at the big, shiny drumsticks in the box, Qin Huairu breathed quickly.

Qin Huairu's expression made silly Zhu very proud. He leaned over to Qin Huairu's side, sniffed the intoxicating aroma from her body, and intoxicated his face: "How is it, haven't you eaten before?"

Silly Zhu's anxious look made Qin Huairu a little sick, but looking at the chicken legs, she couldn't shoo him away.

Qin Huairu closed the aluminum lunch box and said with a smile, "I know you're bothering, but today I'm sorry for her grandma, and I'm going to ask for the 200 yuan again."

"She said that you didn't bring the money over because you wanted to default."

"At that time, I covered you and said good things for you. After talking for a long time, she was relieved and didn't come to the compound to scold you."

Qin Huairu knew that the best way to figure out a man was the constant pressure from the liquor department, making him immersed in guilt forever.

Sure enough, when silly Zhu heard this, he immediately lowered his head and rubbed the leaves on the ground with his toes.

"I've been chipping in money for the past two days. It's 200 yuan, and I'm only 37 yuan a month..."

Qin Huairu also accepted it when she saw it, and said with a smile, "Sister knows that you are in difficulty, don't worry, I will support you at Grandma Bangseng."

Qin Huairu understands that Shazhu is moved very much, and he is full of affection, "Thank you little sister Qin, you are so kind."

"Stupid, we two are with whom, I..."

Qin Huairu's words came to an abrupt end, she saw that silly Zhu turned his head, his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

He stared blankly at a girl.This girl was fair-skinned, with a big black braid behind her hammer, and a navy blue working cloth shirt that couldn't hide her proud figure.

What makes Qin Huairu even more ashamed is that this girl exudes youthful aura, just like a budding flower in the morning.

In contrast, Qin Huairu, who has given birth to two children, is an old cabbage gangster.

Who is this girl?