Chapter 172: Being Wronged Jingjing poked the rice in the bowl and looked up at the words...
Chapter 172: Being Wronged
Chen Yin's Computer Development Research Center now has only about ten people.
Most of them are returned international students, and there are also a few assigned university graduates.
However, the projects Chen Yin came up with were all synchronized with her research abroad, and were far beyond the current level in China. University graduates couldn't even understand the most basic things, and didn't know how to help them.
Because of the huge gap, Chen Yin didn't know where to start teaching.
Only two or three months after the center was established, the dozen or so people were divided into two groups, one group of international students and the other group of domestic college students.
Although no one takes the initiative to form a small group, you don’t understand a word they say, and the actual small group will gradually form naturally.
As the top leader, Chen Yin certainly does not want to see such a situation.
But the academic barriers are there, and it is impossible to force people together.
It’s not a good idea if a few college students can’t fit in.
However, Yan Jiuru's idea of developing software gave her a hint. As a university graduate, she couldn't participate in in-depth research. She could start with small and easy projects.
As long as we get people to work, everyone will have a goal and can slowly get the hang of it.
She still said to Yan Jiuru: "Brothers, let's settle accounts clearly. The software we develop must be copyrighted, including future upgrades, and the authorized use has an agreed period of time.
However, as brothers, we definitely have some benefits that others don’t have.”
"Of course, we should do what is required by international practice.
If you lay a good foundation, it may become an industry practice in the future.
After all, it's high-tech, so it's normal to start at a high point."
"Besides, your Development Research Center is no small organization. Director Chen, we need to make a good first sale."
The couple discussed for a long time as if they were doing business.
Aijiya Company is considered to be Yan Jiuru's industry, while the Computer Development Research Center is a purely state-owned institution. Although the current main funding is donated by Yan Jiuru, the nature of the institution remains unchanged.
Of course the account must be clear.
***
Chen Yin couldn't wait to go to the study.
In just a short while, a lot of inspiration flashed through her mind.
Inspiration is something that only flashes by. If you don't catch it in time, it may slip away and may not appear again in the future.
Yan Jiuru shrugged and had to take over the uncooked meal.
The elderly people in the family have gone back to harvest the crops, and there is no one to take care of the children. Fortunately, they are all grown up and can go to and from school by themselves without anyone to pick them up.
Their younger brothers and sisters are all studying or working, and now the whole house seems particularly empty with only their family.
Unlike many families with housing shortages, Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin are both the eldest son and daughter in the family. They do not object to living with the elderly, nor do they object to taking care of their younger siblings to the best of their ability.
Therefore, the atmosphere at home has always been harmonious and lively.
Now that his younger brothers and sisters have all left at once, Yan Jiuru feels a little lost.
But before the feeling of loss could even begin to build, it was shattered by the sound of children quarreling outside.
Little Tiger came running in with the ball in his arms and complained, "Dad, you need to take care of my sister. You won't play with me!"
Yan Jiuru slid the fish in her hand into the pan to fry, and responded casually: "Why doesn't sister take you to play?"
"She just wants to play by herself."
"Dad, don't listen to his nonsense," Jingjing ran in and snatched the ball from Xiaohu, saying angrily, "It's obviously you who are stupid. You couldn't even kick the ball into the goal even though it was open!
Your stinky feet have implicated me, who would want to be in the same group with you?"
Jingjing kicked the football a few times, snorted, and ran away with the ball under his feet.
Yan Jiuru looked at his youngest son in confusion, "No, the skills you practiced are all fake? You can't even kick a goal?"
Xiaohu hung his head and said, "You can't use Kung Fu when you're playing..."
Yan Jiuru sneered and said, "Kung Fu is ingrained in our bones, but you can still figure out the time!
It can be seen that the practice is superficial!
Starting tonight, do extra practice for me after finishing your homework!"
Xiaohu: The game is over. It’s better not to complain.
We all planned to play table tennis with our friends in the alley at night...
***
"Sizzle~"
Pour boiling water into the fried fish pot and boil the milky white fish soup.
Yan Jiuru covered the pot and cooked it slowly over low heat.
"Go to the garden and pick a few perilla leaves and a handful of cilantro."
Just as Xiaohu was about to sneak away, his father ordered him to do some work.
Yan Jiuru also took a kitchen knife and went to the vegetable garden to chop a few cabbages.
"Dad, are you cutting cabbage so early?" Xiaohu was picking coriander over there, keeping an eye on his dad.
"You'll know in a moment. I'll let you try a new dish today."
He had once eaten fish stewed with Chinese cabbage in the canteen of the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation and found it very delicious.
It’s just that there were too many people in the cafeteria and too little fish, so they added too many potatoes, which diluted the flavor.
Originally, Chen Yin wanted to make a stew of crucian carp and tofu, but she didn't buy any crucian carp, only a big grass carp, so she thought of stewing it with vermicelli.
Yan Jiuru was a person who was willing to try new things. He happened to have some Chinese cabbage in his garden, so he decided to try a new dish.
***
This dish was indeed very popular during the meal.
When talking about the addition of potatoes in the cafeteria, Chen Yin and the children surprisingly agreed that "it's crunchy, so it must be delicious."
Chen Yin even said that it would be better to change to crucian carp.
Speaking of the cafeteria, Yan Jiuru asked Chen Yin how the lunch was.
I've been too busy lately to ask.
"The food in the office cafeteria is pretty average. People who use their brains can't stand eating such bland food for too long.
When the center makes money in the future, I plan to open my own cafeteria."
Yan Jiuru thought for a moment and said, "You can spend your own money to buy some eggs, milk, etc., put them in your own tea room, and provide everyone with a certain amount of nutrition."
Chen Yin said helplessly, "It's not that I haven't tried it before, but some people don't even eat it and take it home, and some people just like to take advantage of it..."
People who do scientific research are also human beings, and there are thousands of different types of people.
“Then set a limit on the amount per person.
Oh, by the way, have you implemented the security and confidentiality regulations for your R&D center?
This is very important.
It is best to check staff members coming in and out, especially floppy disks and other personal items, and absolutely no personal items should be brought in or out."
“It’s already being done.”
Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to detect anyone bringing eggs and milk home.
"How's your work going over there? Are there any obstacles?"
"It's okay, but I might have to travel around to see the actual situation. Just looking at things on paper is never enough."
***
The family ate and chatted.
Chen Yin also asked about the children's studies.
By the way, the children were not very interested in the Shuguang Junior Class and none of them went.
Come to think of it, if a child has always wanted a toy car since childhood, his father would open a factory to produce it. What conditions could attract them?
Another thing is that they usually have to balance practicing martial arts and participating in various interest classes, and they don’t like the life atmosphere of burying themselves in study and training.
The most important thing is that their children are homesick.
However, this also has its drawbacks. For example, Zhuangzhuang said, "The courses in the class are a bit too simple."
The two little ones below, with their mouths full, also nodded wildly.
Jingjing said casually, "The teacher's English pronunciation was all wrong. I corrected him, but he got angry and made me stand outside the door to listen to the class."
Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin exchanged a glance and asked in unison, "When did this happen? Why haven't you come back to tell me about it?"
Jingjing shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Just last week. There's nothing much to say about it."
She was wrong in the first place, but I still listened to her. What if she leads me astray again?
It’s just right to go out.”
Yan Jiuru knocked on the table and said seriously: "First, this is not something Xibuxi should hear. Didn't mom and dad tell you that you are still young and you have to come back and tell your parents everything that happens?
Second, if the teacher is wrong, it is wrong, and if the punishment is not right, you should appeal.
You are still young, so you should leave this matter to your parents.
Jingjing, and you two, don’t just come back and tell your parents when the teacher tells you not to, okay?
This is not a small matter.
Jingjing is quite open-minded and doesn't care. But if a sensitive or self-conscious child were treated this way by the teacher, they might become tired of studying or develop a resistance to the course.
Jingjing poked at the rice in the bowl, looked up at his father after hearing this, his eyes slowly moistening, but he stiffened his neck and said, "I despise her. She's still a teacher, but she won't admit her mistakes. She even punishes me..."
As he spoke, big tears fell into the bowl.
She didn't care about the punishment, but she felt that the image of the teacher had collapsed.
This kind of feeling of loss and grievance is different from being hit by the teacher for making a mistake.
Chen Yin hugged her daughter in her arms, wiped her tears, and said softly: "My daughter has suffered such a great injustice, why didn't you tell your parents earlier?
Children should correct their mistakes, and teachers should set a good example.
My parents will contact the school about this matter."
Jingjing muttered, "Will the teacher think I'm bad in the future?"
Zhuangzhuang sneered, "A teacher like this, if she reads wrong it's a lack of ability, and if she punishes students for correcting their mistakes it's a lack of morality. How can you still care about a teacher who has neither ability nor morality?
And teaching and educating people!
Even if she were to feed the pigs, she would be fed so thin."
The young boy said to his parents with a serious face, "Dad, Mom, I don't care about the school's performance. I'm worried that this kind of teacher will corrupt the students' character."
If the older brother can think of it, how could the parents not think of it?
Yan Jiuru gave his eldest son a reassuring look and asked Xiaohu, "You and your sister are in the same class, why haven't you come back to tell me?"
Xiaohu glanced at his sister and whispered, "My sister won't let me tell you..."
"Oh, you're so useless. You don't have to be in the same class with your sister anymore."
"That won't work!"
Xiao Hu was startled and quickly raised his hands and said, "I went out with my sister. I was in trouble together, so she didn't cry. I was very useful."
"Dad, don't blame my brother. I didn't let him say it." Jingjing pleaded for his brother.
Yan Jiuru raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I'll record your punishment this time. If you still don't report it next time, you understand?"
"And you two!"
The three little ones nodded frantically and said loudly in unison, "I remember."
Even though Dad is usually easier to talk to than Mom, when Grandpa is really angry, even he doesn't dare to say a word. They are so scared.
***
After dinner, Yan Jiuru asked Zhuangzhuang to take his younger brothers and sisters to practice as usual, especially to solve Xiaohu's problem.
He looked for a while and then went to find Chen Yin.
“This is my fault.
When I was looking for a school, I wanted to save time and didn’t ask too much because I thought Zhuangzhuang had studied there before.
Chen Yin remained calm, "It's not possible to find out so much by asking. Teachers like this are always rare.
If the children don’t dare to tell their parents, the school and their parents may not know about it.”
"I'll take some time to go to school after the meeting tomorrow morning."
Chen Yin was a little worried, "How about I go? Wouldn't your current status be too bad?"
Yan Jiuru snorted, "So what if it's a case of □□? I'm the child's father, it's my responsibility to make decisions for them!"
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