Chapter 22 Waste is shameful
"Jiang Cheng, you said you memorized the geography textbook?"
Geography teacher Li asked. Several teachers who had not left the office looked at Jiang Cheng, who had become their favorite student after just one class.
Jiang Cheng shook his head.
All the teachers felt inexplicably relieved.
"Not just geography, I memorized all the textbooks."
"Snap!"
"Ding Dong"
The sound of books and teacups falling to the ground.
"How is that possible?"
"Jiang Cheng, you can't say that."
"We just need to listen to it. Don't spread it out outside or people will laugh at you!"
"Yes, let's be down-to-earth. If there's anything you don't understand, the teacher will help you."
The reactions of several teachers made Jiang Cheng smile.
Every teacher here may have his or her own little flaws, but there is no doubt that they are all good teachers.
In an era when teachers had a low status, they still maintained their passion for education.
Providing a living is one of the reasons, but more importantly, they understand a saying: teaching and educating people benefits the present and future generations.
They are more willing than anyone else to see an outstanding next generation lead China to soar!
"Teachers, what I said is true, but I just memorized it and don't really understand its meaning, so I thought of asking more questions."
After saying this, Jiang Cheng took out three pieces of paper from his backpack and handed them to Chinese teacher Wen, political science teacher Hu, and chemistry teacher Liu respectively.
"Three teachers, please help me. I really want to study hard. When I succeed in my studies, I will definitely contribute to the four modernizations of our country."
Jiang Cheng spoke seriously and the teacher was moved.
This child has a pure heart! Right now, whether you can memorize the book or not is not so important.
They are teachers, and answering students' questions is what they need to do.
Several teachers were moved and agreed. Jiang Cheng thanked them one by one and left the office.
That night, geography teacher Li woke up in the middle of the night, lit the kerosene lamp, and took out the geography textbook.
"Lao Li, what are you doing?"
Teacher Li, wearing glasses, said without turning his head, "I'll familiarize myself with the textbook."
Teacher Li’s wife stood up in confusion and touched Teacher Li’s forehead.
"You don't have a fever. What nonsense are you talking about? You have been teaching this book for many years. What do you know?"
Teacher Li held a kerosene lamp in his left hand and turned a page in his book with his right hand. He took a deep breath and said, "I always feel that what Jiang Cheng said is true."
Teacher Li’s wife:? ? Who is Jiang Cheng? After Mr. Li explained, Mr. Li’s wife concluded: “So, you are afraid that this student Jiang Cheng will find fault with you?”
Teacher Li had a conflicted look on his face, as if it was the answer and yet it wasn't. He couldn't explain it clearly. Anyway, he just flipped through the book and calmed down.
Teacher Li’s wife shook her head and laughed. She felt that this matter was ridiculous. A teacher was scared by his students in the middle of the night and had to get up to study?
If the two of them were familiar with future generations, they would use one word to accurately replace it - involution! *The next day, Jiang Cheng got up at 4:30 as usual to read, study and exercise.
After breakfast, Shen Xing and Shen Yue rested at home because it was the weekend.
As a temporary worker, Jiang Cheng has no weekends, but he does have three days off a month, which he can use at his discretion.
The morning was still spent sorting out the statistics. Jiang Cheng looked at the three account books and seemed to be thinking about something.
There is no record of sales on the 20th of every month, and this has been the case for the past three years.
"Xiao Jiang, go get some food."
"Here comes Sister Wang."
Jiang Cheng stood up and followed Sister Wang with his lunch box.
"Sister Wang, I see in the account book that there is no record of sales on the 20th of each month. Is it a special day?"
"The 20th - that's our monthly inventory day. We're closed on that day."
"Oh, I see."
The two of them walked to the cafeteria door, and before they entered, they heard Sister Kong's hearty laughter.
"Oh, why are you so happy today?" Sister Wang walked in and spoke in a familiar voice, while Jiang Cheng followed silently behind.
Sister Kong prepared the food for the big brother who was sorting the food, and took the lunch box from Sister Wang and said, "I'm happy! I've never been so happy before. My Dadong has found a job."
Sister Wang was really surprised.
How could any factory be willing to hire Dadong, who is incompetent at everything and never satisfied with anything he eats?
Sister Wang asked curiously, "Where do you work?"
"In that... I don't remember exactly where it came from. Anyway, Dadong went out to work every day these days and brought me meat at night."
Sister Wang subconsciously wanted to ask something inappropriate, but was interrupted by Jiang Cheng behind her.
"Sister Kong, I'd like some shredded pork with green peppers. I haven't eaten meat in a long time. It's time to satisfy my craving!"
"Xiao Jiang, you bought some meat to eat, I'll give you more!"
It can be seen that Sister Kong is in a very good mood indeed.
Sister Wang also realized belatedly that it was not nice for her to say something to spoil the fun when the other person was so happy.
Her family reminded her many times to think before speaking.
After Sister Wang and Jiang Cheng finished their meal, they returned to their small office together.
"Xiao Jiang, thank you!"
"Sister Wang, why are you thanking me?"
Jiang Cheng looked confused, as if he really didn't understand. Sister Wang smiled and said it was nothing, and they started eating.
After the little incident, I continued working in the afternoon and went home.
Jiang Cheng still rushed to night school, thinking in his mind whether he should have some beef to eat today? There happened to be some hot beef shank in the space.
Just when she was planning to have a snack, night school arrived and she was stopped.
He was stopped by Principal Wang.
"Jiang Cheng, we cooked too much at home. It would be a waste if we don't eat it. You can use it to fill the dish."
Principal Wang was afraid that Jiang Cheng would feel embarrassed to take the lunch box, so he just put it on the ground, turned around and ran away.
"Cherish food, waste is shameful!"
Jiang Cheng listened to Principal Wang's call, smiled helplessly, picked up the lunch box on the ground, and wiped the dust underneath with the palm of his hand.
"Jiang Cheng, this is given to you by Teacher Lu."
Uncle Wang, the gatekeeper, handed out a military green tin kettle from the window. In the middle of it was a red five-pointed star, shining exceptionally brightly.
"And this, take it back to quench your thirst."
Uncle Wang handed over two green cucumbers, which were washed clean.
"uncle---"
"Hurry up, you'll be late for class!"
Uncle Wang frowned and slid his hand hard, closing the small window at the gate, leaving Jiang Cheng no chance to refuse.
“Yes, sir!”
Jiang Cheng accepted it generously, took the lunch box, water bottle, cucumber, and went to the classroom where he usually ate.
In the lunch box was a large steamed bun made of three-grain flour and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
It’s not very special, but it’s many times better than the dried radish I had yesterday.
Jiang Cheng didn't have any snacks for this meal and ate until he was full.
After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Cheng, carrying a green kettle, knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
As soon as Jiang Cheng entered the room, Teacher Lu saw the water bottle she was carrying.
Teacher Lu felt a little embarrassed and a little happy, but his face was still cold.
"Five fifteen. Not being late is the most basic rule for translators. I will punish you by making you stand in class."
"yes!"
Jiang Cheng stood straight, with a good attitude, and accepted it perfectly.
What a weird yet cute old lady! (End of this chapter)
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