Chen Qing transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the aunt of a beautiful, strong, and tragic villain.
The 'beautiful and strong' parts were inherent to the villain; the 'trag...
Chapter 318 He Yuxiang is on duty
His parents asked him to improve his grades, but they just said so with lip service. At most, they were willing to look at his homework and teach him the questions he got wrong, but they simply didn't bother to repeat themselves. As long as he said he didn't understand the questions they had already taught him, they would become annoyed.
He Yuxiang actually drew pictures for him, taught him to read pictures and do math, and even carved small wooden sticks for him.
He is so nice.
He Yuxiang was depressed: "Don't hug me!"
“But I’m so touched.”
Maomao's cheeks were a little red from crying, her curled eyelashes were stained with tears, and her lips were tightly closed.
He Yuxiang didn't let him open his mouth to cry, so he closed his mouth and cried, "Hmmmmmm..."
Like the sound of boiling water.
Yang Yihe in the front row didn’t know what happened, but she thought Maomao was very funny.
She turned around and asked Maomao, "What's wrong with you?"
Maomao wiped her tears and said, "I just want to cry."
Yang Yihe could understand it very well because many children in the class cried for no apparent reason.
He Yuxiang pushed Maomao's yellow-haired head away and said, "Sit still."
"I see."
Maomao carefully collected the picture-based reading materials made by He Yuxiang.
He will study hard and keep it well.
Maomao feels that studying is very boring and tedious, and the only way he can avoid being scolded by his parents is to keep his head down while studying. But when he sees that He Yuxiang is willing to make picture-based reading games for him and does not despise him for being stupid, but patiently guides him to become better, he feels that he is still a happy child.
After class, He Yuxiang asked him to go play with Xiaoyu: "One class is for study, and one class is for play. Go ahead."
"good!"
Maomao ran to the playground.
Her golden hair sparkled in the sunlight.
Xiaoyu raised her hands and cheered: "You finally came to play with me!"
The two of them went to watch the senior students rolling rings, and they followed them like little dogs, wherever they went.
After running for ten minutes, Maomao smiled brightly, her beautiful eyes curved, and she came back to share with He Yuxiang: "He Yuxiang, let me tell you, that big sister just rolled the hoop for a long time, and we were running the whole time."
He Yuxiang didn't understand what the fun of watching others play was: "Just have fun."
After class, Maomao closed his mouth and listened to the lesson.
Teacher Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Maomao's eyes were shining again.
Nowadays, few parents care about their children's studies. Knowing that Maomao's parents forced him to study, he was afraid that Maomao would never recover.
Fortunately, Maomao became lively again.
He called Maomao's name twice in class and guided the children to applaud Maomao.
Maomao blushed and smiled brightly.
Teacher Lin finally felt relieved.
Before the get out of class ended, Teacher Lin said something important: "Our school currently implements a point deduction mechanism for occupying the faucet. Under the unified selection of our first to third grade teachers, our class monitor Comrade He Yuxiang successfully became the elementary school faucet monitor. From now on, after class every week, he will stand next to the faucet and record who occupies the faucet. This is a very honorable monitor. Let us applaud him!"
The class burst into applause.
Although I don’t really understand what this position is about, being in charge of the faucet is pretty impressive!
He Yuxiang: “…”
Thanks.
I don't want to be one.
He Yuxiang had a blank expression on his face, feeling that it was a waste of time.
Maomao said, "Don't you want to be the faucet monitor? Every time the most powerful brothers and sisters in our school will occupy the faucet, you will be in charge of them in the future. It's super cool!"
There was great envy in his eyes.
He Yuxiang: "Then I'll tell the teacher to let you be the teacher."
Maomao refused repeatedly: "No, no, no, I can't even write their names, how can I lose points?"
He Yuxiang thought what he said made sense.
So I had no choice but to take on the task of being on duty.
There are nine grades of students in the machinery factory, five years of elementary school, two years of middle school, and two years of technical secondary school.
One student was selected from grades one to three, one from grades four and five, one from junior high school, and two from technical secondary school, corresponding to Monday to Friday respectively.
As soon as the get out of class was over, Xiaoyu ran to watch others serve as monitors.
Seeing that big sister looking down on people, Xiaoyu ran back and said to her brother solemnly: "Brother, I will be by your side every week after class!"
"OK."
He Yuxiang had no objection.
It's not easy to let my sister stay quietly by my side.
Xiaoyu chuckled, raised her chin high, and her eyes could only see the roof: "This is how I look at people."
He Yuxiang immediately straightened her head: "If your neck gets twisted, you'll be done for."
Xiaoyu thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed very uncomfortable to tilt her neck up: "Okay, I won't look at people like this anymore."
He Yuxiang thought his sister was a little stupid: "Go and play."
"OK."
Xiaoyu ran out of the classroom to play.
Hearing people talking about her aunt, she leaned over to eavesdrop.
"My brother met Chen Qing yesterday!"
"My sister saw it, too!"
"I heard that she is extremely beautiful from head to toe, but she is very fierce."
"Yes, yes, yes, my sister said that too. She said Chen Qing looked better than the movie poster, but looked scary. So she took the courage to take a look at his profile. Do you think Chen Qing is really that scary?"
"Maybe. I've seen Chen Qing's nephew, and he doesn't look like a good person."
…
The two little girls were talking.
Xiaoyu tilted her head and eavesdropped, her brows furrowed.
Don’t my aunt and brother seem like good people?
My aunt is very gentle.
My brother...
He certainly doesn't look like a good person.
But her brother is actually very nice.
Xiaoyu wanted to argue for her brother and aunt, but class had to start, so she had to rush back.
She folded her hands obediently on the desk, stared at the blackboard, and read the words on the blackboard carefully.
Comrade Chen Qing, who was being talked about by many people, was eating walnut cookies.
The walnut crisps are easy to fall apart, so Chen Qing had to use his other hand to catch them while eating, which made him look a little messy, but it didn’t matter, the walnut crisps were worth it!
Director Liu called Chen Qing and said, "Come with me to the External Coordination Department and help us figure out how to set up the booth for the Canton Fair."
"I'm not going."
Chen Qing replied vaguely.
After finishing a whole piece of walnut cake, her mouth felt a little dry, so Chen Qing started drinking water again.
Seeing that she refused, Director Liu had no choice but to continue busying himself with his own affairs.
The Canton Fair is a channel to earn foreign exchange, and every factory invited attaches great importance to it.
The high target amount of the machinery factory this year caused Director Shen to become anxious again. He kept muttering to himself all day long and wished that everyone under him would keep working.
All members related to the Canton Fair were scolded.
He had experience in setting up a booth for the Canton Fair, but the target amount this year was high and he was afraid that he would not do well enough. He thought that Chen Qing was smart and wanted her to help, mainly to seek a sense of stability.
But Chen Qing refused.
They can only do it on their own.
Chen Qing spent the morning leisurely. During the afternoon meeting, he directly distributed the test papers to each workshop director: "Look, these are the test papers of the candidates. Next to their names, I marked who their backers are."
(End of this chapter)