Before leaving, he made sure to express his gratitude to Song Qinghe repeatedly, using very polite language in his words.
Of course, Song Qinghe wouldn't stand in the way. She politely saw them off before closing the door and going home.
When I closed the door, I realized that I had forgotten to ask when I would start school when I was at Lu Jinguang's house.
This cannot be left ambiguous; we must get to the bottom of it.
Thinking this, Song Qinghe went to Lu Jinguang's house again. When Lu Jinguang saw Song Qinghe, he began to apologize, feeling that he had not kept the villagers in check and that the news of her return had been leaked.
She was really sorry that someone from the commune had come and caused her trouble.
After hearing this, Song Qinghe quickly said that this matter had nothing to do with the village chief, and that they would come no matter what if they wanted to.
This is not a problem that he can solve by running away, especially since he has already pushed the responsibility onto her father.
That's good. From now on, they should go to Song Yanli for these things instead of coming to me.
Seeing that she didn't seem angry, Lu Jinguang felt a little better.
Thankfully, Song Qinghe isn't the kind of person who's unreasonable.
Otherwise, he really should go find somewhere to cry.
As for the school, Song Qinghe can just go there to register tomorrow.
If she's worried, I can go with her.
After listening, Song Qinghe nodded, indicating that she understood and that there was no need for Lu Jinguang to come with her.
She can handle this little thing herself.
Early the next morning—
After getting up and quickly tidying herself up, Song Qinghe went to the school to register. The school leaders took the time to meet with her, explained the basic situation of the school, and asked her to be in charge of teaching the fifth grade.
The students at the school are all from poor families. They don't have any bad habits, but their academic foundation might be a little weak. Please forgive them, Song Qinghe.
When Song Qinghe chose to become a teacher, she was already mentally prepared to deal with all sorts of troubles.
Even if they were all mischievous monkeys, the kind who would cause a complete uproar, she wouldn't care, let alone if they just had a slightly weak academic foundation.
Song Qinghe had plenty of ways to make them behave, and besides, in this day and age, those who could still sit in the classroom to attend school in the fifth grade were from families that were relatively well-off.
That's why I support my child's education so much. All I need to do is fulfill my own responsibilities, nothing more.
The school leaders led Song Qinghe to the classroom door, let her greet the students, and then handed the students over to her before returning to their offices to attend to other matters.
After politely bidding farewell to the school leaders, Song Qinghe looked at the students in the classroom. Roughly counting, there were eighteen children sitting in the classroom.
They all stared at her curiously, their eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.
As Song Qinghe watched, she couldn't help but soften; she actually really liked children.
I always felt that human nature is inherently good, and children are not inherently bad; they are simply in a stage of exploring the world.
With proper guidance, they can all succeed in the future.
Song Qinghe didn't know if this was her first and last time as a teacher, but since she was standing on this platform and had taken on this position, she hoped to do her best to teach them something.
It's not just the knowledge in textbooks, but also other social experiences and the like.
With that in mind, Song Qinghe began.
"Attend class!"
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