The short holiday is over, and everyone is back to a busy schedule.
Those who should go to school should go to school, and those who should go to work should go to work.
Early in the morning, Lin Ye arrived at Hongqi Elementary School wearing a brand-new tracksuit and a pair of green military shoes.
Hongqi Primary School is located not far from the commune compound; it is a two-story building. Back then, the entire commune contributed money and labor to build this school.
Apart from the cement on the ground, which the commune had worked hard to buy, everything else was done by themselves. The red bricks were made and fired by the people of Wangjia Brigade, and the house was built by strong laborers from several brigades.
The children attending school here come from several production brigades, and the tuition fee is only a symbolic 3 yuan.
Of course, for families with many children, 3 yuan per child adds up to a considerable expense. Therefore, the school has never had a large number of children. There are five classes in five grades, with a total of more than 100 students, mostly boys.
Before coming, Lin Ye had learned about the school's situation. Now, he walked directly to the office on the second floor.
The office occupies the space of a classroom, with six simple sets of desks and chairs. Some desks are piled with a lot of homework, while others are empty.
Upon seeing someone enter, a man who was tidying up turned around.
The two looked at each other, both startled.
"Teacher Du, what are you doing here?" Lin Ye asked in surprise.
Du Wenbing stopped what he was doing, and smiled with his usual refined manner. "I've been transferred to Hongqi Elementary School. I'll be the director of teaching and also teach math."
Lin Ye pondered for a moment. This school had a total of over a hundred students. Originally, there was a principal and three teachers. There was no need for a dean of students; it was just a title.
However, the old principal is already over sixty years old and it's time for him to retire; he's the perfect person to take over.
I'm not sure if being transferred from a county high school teacher to a rural primary school principal is considered a promotion or a lateral transfer.
Seeing that Du Wenbing's expression was normal and he did not complain about the school becoming more rudimentary, Lin Ye did not press him for the reason for his transfer.
"It seems the Ministry of Education has put in a lot of effort this time, and the teaching staff has been greatly improved," Lin Ye chuckled.
This time it was Du Wenbing's turn to be puzzled. "Aren't you a farmer and crab farmer? Why did you suddenly decide to become a PE teacher? With your grades back then, you could have easily taught Chinese or math."
"Forget it, leave those subjects to your professionals. I'm just an amateur, good for teaching kids around." Lin Ye said modestly, scratching his head.
The two chatted and tidied their desks in the office.
The principal has his own small office, while the others are crammed together. The original two teachers, plus the two new ones, make six desks more than enough.
Lin Ye's workload is not heavy. There are five classes, and basically two or three classes will have a physical education class every day.
Previously, these classes were taught by other teachers on a part-time basis, who would lead the children in playing hopscotch, kicking beanbags, jumping rope, and throwing stones—purely for fun.
Now, the Ministry of Education has new requirements for physical education classes, requiring children to learn a sports skill, which has made Lin Ye's classes less playful.
Despite this, he had more free time than other teachers, so the principal assigned him some of the canteen's purchasing work.
He is tall and strong, which is perfect for carrying things, so it's a good use of his abilities.
About half of the children eat lunch at the school cafeteria. Each child gives the school 20 kilograms of rice per semester, which is not enough. Several teachers take turns cooking and still have to find ways to make enough food. As for vegetables, the children bring them from home.
After a day's work, Lin Ye became close with the children and experienced the hardships of being a teacher.
After school, Lin Ye caught up with Du Wenbing after class and asked him about buying sports equipment, but he was met with a cold shoulder.
"The Ministry of Education did allocate some funds this time, but the money must first solve the most basic problem of food, and then the problem of school supplies. As for sports equipment, I can allocate ten yuan to you first, so you can buy some jump ropes and beanbags."
No wonder the school's uneven bars were broken and hadn't been repaired, and the basketball hoops' wooden planks were rotten and hadn't been replaced.
These all cost money!
As the weather was about to turn cold, he felt a pang of sadness when he thought about how he used to sit in the classroom shivering from the cold when he was a child.
As he pushed his bicycle toward the school gate, he still felt uneasy.
Just as he was about to step into the car, a clear voice called out to him.
"Uncle Lin Ye, can you take me with you?" Luo Kunkun grabbed his backpack strap and wiped his nose.
His handsome face was covered in dirt; he must have been in a fight earlier.
Lin Ye parked his bicycle and squatted down in front of him. "From now on, call me Teacher Lin at school. Were you in a fight just now?"
"Okay, Uncle Linye. I was just joking around with my classmates. Please take me home. I was just bragging to them that you're my second uncle's good friend." Luo Kunkun smiled, revealing his teeth. Perhaps because he was losing his baby teeth, his two middle front teeth were missing, causing his speech to be a little unclear.
Lin Ye rubbed his head, lifted him onto the back of the bicycle, and got on the bike himself. "Hold on tight. I can give you a ride, but you can't use that to bully other kids."
Luo Kunkun gripped Lin Ye's clothes tightly and raised his head arrogantly at the children not far away.
"Uncle Linye, I'm short, I can't see anything if I sit in the back, can't I sit in the front?" After walking a short distance, the little guy started complaining.
His family always put him in the front seat when they took him out, so he could greet everyone he met and get countless envious glances. It was such a wonderful thing.
"That won't do. The front seat is my wife's reserved seat. It's just a kid, why are you making so many demands? Sit properly." Lin Ye pedaled the bike very fast.
Being a teacher at school is very fulfilling, but there's one downside: it's inconvenient to come home at noon and I don't get to see my wife.
Throughout the day, my biggest wish was to see her as soon as possible.
Luo Kunkun was terrified of falling off the car, so she clung tightly to his clothes and returned home in a state of panic.
When Aunt Luo saw Lin Ye bring Kun Kun back, she quickly greeted him with a smile, saying, "Ah Ye, thank you so much. This kid gets into fights after school every day. With you picking him up and dropping him off, we feel much more at ease."
Lin Ye: "..."
Was he hallucinating? Picking up and dropping off kids every day, he doesn't even have children of his own, yet he's taking care of other people's kids?
Luo Kunkun protested directly: "Forget it, Uncle Linye's bike riding is too wild!"
Aunt Luo rolled her eyes at him; her protest was ineffective!
Lin Ye had no choice but to take on this hot potato.
"Kun Kun, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning!" Lin Ye revealed a wicked smile.
Help! Help! If I had known this, I wouldn't have shown off in front of my classmates. Is it too late to transfer schools now?
Lin Ye didn't care about his inner thoughts; he was preoccupied with his wife and just wanted to get home as soon as possible...
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