While chatting with the two kids about studying, Su Tangxue suddenly realized that she could get a better understanding of the school's situation from another perspective.
"What did you learn in school?"
When Huang Zhongyi heard this, his face immediately turned red with shame and he didn't dare to answer.
He didn't learn anything at school. Apart from cricket fighting and playing with glass beads, he really didn't know anything else.
If he had known that a beautiful sister would ask him questions today, he would have learned a little during Chinese class.
It’s not to the point that I can’t even recite a poem.
"I know you, hoeing the field at noon, your sweat dripping down to the soil..."
Since neither of them could answer, the youngest imp started reciting the poem.
To reward her, Su Tangxue took out another candy.
"Here, the back stick is a reward for you."
Huang Xiaoniu, who received the reward, felt for the first time that reading more books was so useful. She happily walked around the yard with the candy.
"Brother, look, I got the candy."
When Huang Zhongyi heard that his sister had taken the candy, he didn't dare to look up, and nervously tugged at the corner of his clothes with his hands.
Su Tangxue knew that children of this age were very sensitive.
Seeing that Huang Zhongyi was about to cry out of grievance, she hurriedly pulled the little ghost to her side and told him to learn such words well in the future.
As an encouragement, Su Tangxue also gave him a candy.
"Do you know Mr. Sun from our school?"
Huang Zhongyi immediately became alert when he heard this.
"I know, Mr. Sun teaches math. He's very strict in class. We all don't like his class. This week he came to class with a limp, and everyone calls him the old cripple. Hahaha..."
Su Tangxue's lips twitched when she heard this.
It’s okay, the child is still young and doesn’t understand.
"Does your school have a music teacher?"
If she couldn't compete for the position of math teacher, she would become a vocal music teacher. If they didn't recruit vocal music teachers, she would go home and study for the college entrance examination until it was resumed.
The kid shook his head.
“There are no vocal teachers, and the teachers are old and can’t sing.”
Su Tangxue was embarrassed. This kid was too honest!
However, in this special era where literacy is paramount, music teachers are not common.
Whether to recruit or not depends on the school's decision.
Since she didn't hear any sound at the moment, she decided to give up thinking about it.
But even if she did, she wouldn't worry at all.
Because in her previous life she was a music student.
"Old Nine, Old Ten, Xiaoxue is ready to eat."
Su Tangxue was still thinking about whether to inquire about Teacher Sun's residence and go to visit the old man when Huang Guiying's voice came from the kitchen.
She had no choice but to collect her thoughts and take the two little kids to the kitchen.
"Why do I smell meat?"
Huang Xiaoniu had already been dazzled by the overbearing fragrance.
"It's meat. Come here, little sister. There's meat here."
Huang Zhongyi quickly came to the table and drooled as he looked at the large plate of turtle soup on the table.
"Wait, wait."
Huang Guiying appeared in time and interrupted the two people who were about to make a move.
I gave the packed lunch boxes to the two of them.
"Give the meal to Mom and Dad first, and send it to your eighth sister. They'll eat it when we get back."
"Okay, then you must wait for us! You can't eat secretly."
Huang Xiaoniu looked at the meat on the table reluctantly.
"Hiss, you kid, don't worry! I'm waiting! Don't eat it secretly."
Su Tangxue smiled when she heard that.
It’s still more fun to watch the kids who haven’t been poisoned by the Internet’s toxic memes.
After sending the two little ghosts away, Huang Guiying took a bowl, filled it with soup, and placed it in front of her.
"Auntie won't wait for them?"
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