Nowadays, children may only have one or two sets of clothes, so it is impossible for them to bring an extra set of clothes when playing.
The older children were fine, they knew to take off their shirts and play, and if their pants got wet, they could wash and dry them themselves.
If you bend your legs, a shirt can cover a person. Song Jinxiu sent them all over to bask in the sun and forbade them to play anymore.
Song Jinxiu quickly ran to her backpack. Fortunately, no one touched it and there was a cloth bag underneath.
That was a set of clothes that Song Jinxiu prepared for Liu Ankang. Song Jinxiu also quickly smuggled a few of her own long-sleeved thin shirts into it, all of which were her old clothes.
He took the four little kids to a secluded corner and changed their clothes into his own.
After putting them on, they just reached below the knees. Then Song Jinxiu wrapped the sleeves around their bodies twice and tied them into little bugs.
Seeing them unable to move, Song Jinxiu smiled.
The clothes were all wet, so Song Jinxiu simply rubbed them, wrung them out, and hung them on a tree to dry. Summer clothes are thin, and with the wind and sun, they dry quickly.
I picked up the four little bugs and placed them with their backs facing the sun. I just wiped my hair lightly because it was impossible to dry it without a hair dryer.
I just asked Liu Ankang to make a fire and boil ginger water for them.
Because kiln-baked sweet potatoes are a bit irritating, Song Jinxiu brought a pot to cook some vegetable soup and also brought four bowls to take turns drinking from.
Now is the perfect time to use it to make ginger soup. Anyway, no one knows what I brought, so it’s easy to smuggle a small thing.
So, a group of carrot heads sat there in a row. The four little ones were fine, just watching the brown sugar ginger water in the pot.
If you touch me, I will kick you. My hands and feet are always busy.
Song Jinxiu only added a little bit of brown sugar, but the faint sweetness could still be smelled in the air. As for the spicy taste of ginger, it had been ignored by everyone!
One afternoon, everyone played games on the grass.
Seeing this, a few people who had no pants to wear were itching to wear pants. After waiting for a long time for their pants to dry, they immediately joined the battle.
The joyful laughter of children can be heard everywhere, which makes people smile unconsciously.
The afternoon passed quickly and everyone was reluctant to leave and prepare to go home.
"Teacher Song, shall we come again next time?" Goudan asked.
It turns out that spring outing is so fun, with food, drinks, and friends to play with.
"That depends on your performance. Be good in class next time and I will bring you here to play again next time." Song Jinxiu said.
"Be good, I'm the best."
"I'm good."
"I'm the best."
"I'm super good."
“I don’t talk in class.”
“My handwriting is the best.”
Everyone started arguing.
It was not until the next day when all the children entered the classroom that Song Jinxiu was completely relieved.
After all, it was I who suggested the spring outing, and I would feel bad if the sick child suffered.
Just when the children were in class, five parents came to the door in a rage.
"Teacher Song, are you afraid that we won't give you food or something?
"I heard you asked everyone to bring sweet potatoes to school yesterday? That's really strange! This is the first time I've heard of people bringing food to school," said a parent.
"Grandma, didn't I tell you yesterday? We are going on a spring outing and the sweet potatoes are for us to eat."
Goudan ran over quickly. He didn't expect his grandmother to come to his house. Didn't they talk fine at home yesterday?
"You fool, this time I let you take sweet potatoes, next time I'll let you take eggs from my house, and later I'll let you steal chickens from my house.
You said you'd eat it this time, but what about next time? And the time after that? How can we, as parents, keep an eye on you?
Grandma Goudan poked her grandson's forehead and said, "Has she lived in vain at this age? Didn't those officials in the past use all kinds of excuses to collect grain?"
"That's right. A few days ago, he actually instigated my Erhu to kill a chicken. I felt so sad because that was the most hardworking hen in our family!" Erhu's grandmother said, patting her thigh.
It still hurts when I think about it now, it’s my own old hen!
"Nana, nanny, nanny, it wasn't Teacher Song who instigated this. How could you wrongly accuse someone? Teacher Song doesn't even know what I did, okay?" Erhu also hurried over.
"Look, look. We've only been in school for a few days and we're already talking about maintenance. What are they teaching in school?"
Erhu's grandmother wanted to pull Erhu's ears, but after thinking about it, she couldn't bear to do it, so she patted her hands and said.
"That's right, that's right. We sent our children here not expecting them to learn anything, but at least they would understand something. But now, they haven't learned anything, and they are causing more trouble instead." said Da Zhuang's mother.
"Mom, I can write my own name." I can also add within ten.
"Shut up! I'll deal with you when I get home!" Da Zhuang's mother interrupted him directly, saying, "Children should not interrupt when adults are talking."
Da Zhuang instantly became timid and hid aside like a quail.
"My little Fatty is the same. A few days ago, he spilled the vegetables I just planted in my yard, and they fell all over the place. I put up with it because he was just trying to help water them.
Who knew she would pull out the little seedlings I had just grown. Not only did she deny it, she also said she would ask her teacher to teach me a lesson and told me to wait.
"You're making me angry. Tell me, what have you learned here?" the fat girl said angrily.
After saying this, Song Jinxiu looked directly at Xiaopang. Why did this guy want to hurt me like this?
"I didn't pull out your vegetable seedlings, I pulled out weeds. It was obviously you who forgot to plant them and you were afraid that Dad would say you, so you wrongly accused me." Xiaopang defended himself.
Xiaopang: Humph, I’ve seen through everything a long time ago, no one can fool me from now on!
"Look at you, look at you, he has even learned to talk back." Little Fatty's mother wanted to go forward and give Little Fatty a lesson in love, but was stopped by everyone.
Everyone looked at Song Jinxiu for an explanation.
"Dear parents, there are so many children here. This is not a good place to talk. Please come with me to the office."
I'll answer all your questions for you." Song Jinxiu cleared her throat and said.
One bad thing about the people here is that they quarrel regardless of the occasion. In fact, quarreling in front of children will leave psychological trauma on them.
"Children, the teacher needs to discuss something with the adults. Everyone, please study on your own first and write your names a few times. I'll come out later to see who has written the best."
Five people followed Song Jinxiu into her private office.
A bunch of little kids were running around outside worriedly.
"My mother is very fierce. Even my father is afraid of her. Teacher Song is so delicate. Will she be beaten to tears by my mother?" Da Zhuang said.
"My mother is the same. She pinned my father down and beat him, and he didn't dare to scream for fear that I would hear him." Goudan said worriedly.
"Then how do you know?" the child asked curiously.
"That night I woke up and heard my father groaning, begging my mother to be gentler.
"When my mother beat me, she wouldn't let me scream or cry, or she would hit me harder." Goudan said softly.
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