After listening to Wu You's words, Song Zhi felt that the treatment at Dongyang Primary School sounded really good.
Not only are teachers provided with dormitories, but they also receive food subsidies.
"But you should also be aware of the food in the cafeteria. If conditions permit, you can also cook your own food in the dormitory. However, please be careful with fire and pay attention to safety."
Wu You is about the same age as Song Zhi, and he gave a special reminder at this moment.
"Okay." Song Zhi looked at her gratefully and wrote down everything she said.
Seeing that she had noted everything, Wu Youcai continued.
"Then let me tell you about the teaching assignments the school has assigned to you. You'll primarily be teaching first-grade Chinese and music to the entire grade. However, the school also wants to avoid overly burdening you, so they've already announced that all students in the grade will take music classes together."
Hearing this, Song Zhi calculated in her mind that in this way, she would only have three more music classes a week, which would not take up too much of her time at all.
She thinks the school's arrangements are very humane.
She was a little worried at first. After all, with first-grade Chinese and music classes, her workload was not too easy.
But she is pregnant now, and as the months go by, her body is getting heavier. If the class is too long, she may not be able to hold on.
Song Zhi lowered his eyes and counted on his fingers. There were three music classes a week plus Chinese classes for three classes in one grade. In total, there were less than twenty classes a week.
"Except for class time, the rest of the time can be arranged freely."
Wu You's voice came again.
Seeing that she seemed to be thinking about class, he quickly added another sentence.
"If you feel it's not suitable or the workload is too heavy, you can discuss it with the school and it can be adjusted."
"No, no, no." Song Zhi quickly waved his hand and said, "It's quite humane."
She calculated that after a week like this, she still had a lot of personal time.
In this way, she can use her free time to review her high school textbooks.
Now that the Chinese New Year is over and the college entrance examination is about to resume, she has to study hard and prepare for the college entrance examination.
"Have you reported to the principal?"
Wu You had a good impression of Song Zhi. She was good-looking and easy to talk to, so he asked another question out of concern.
"Not yet." Song Zhi shook her head. She hadn't had time to go yet.
"Then you should go there right away. School starts tomorrow, so you need to confirm your position first."
Wu You reminded.
Song Zhi nodded and thanked her, then went back to her room to get the letter of introduction from Yan Ping, and went to the principal to confirm the appointment.
It was already a done deal that she would be a teacher in the primary school, and now it was just a matter of going through the formalities.
When he came out of the principal's office, Song Zhi had officially become a Chinese teacher at Dongyang Primary School.
After finishing all this, Song Zhi did not go back to the dormitory directly, but went to the post office first.
After receiving the things her father sent her years ago, they had no contact since then. Now that everything is settled, she wants to send a telegram to her father to tell him about her current life so that he can be relieved.
Song Zhi sent a telegram to Song Anshan, informing him that he had become a primary school teacher, and told him that his life was fine and he didn't need to worry.
After sending the telegram, Song Zhi came out of the post office and looked at the afterglow of the sunset, his heart full of anticipation for the days to come.
The next day came in a blink of an eye.
The three little ones wore the New Year clothes given to them by Song Zhi, and under the leadership of Ran Qiu, they came to the primary school early to report.
They put on brand new clothes, combed their hair meticulously, and carried small schoolbags. As they entered the campus, three pairs of eyes were filled with bright expectations.
The three little ones were all assigned to Class 1, Grade 1, and it just so happened that Song Zhi’s first class was in Class 1, Grade 1.
It was the first time for the three of them to come to school. Although they were very eager to go to school, they were inevitably a little restrained. Even though Ran Qiu was always by their side, they were still very nervous.
On the first day of school, the campus was bustling with activity.
Most parents accompanied their children to school, especially the first-grade freshmen. Their eyes were full of curiosity and eagerness to go to school, and the chattering was very lively.
"Good morning."
Suddenly, a clear female voice came from outside.
Ran Qiu and the children looked in the direction of the sound and saw Song Zhi, wearing a floral jacket and two pigtails, walking towards them with a book in her arms and a smile on her face.
She was holding a thick stack of books in her hands. When the three little ones saw her, they were very happy and ran towards her quickly to help take the things in her hands.
These books were originally meant for the three of them, so Song Zhi distributed the books among them, touched their little heads, and said with a smile.
"These are your new books. Remember to put them away carefully and don't damage them."
Upon hearing this, the three little guys carefully put the books into their backpacks and nodded heavily at Song Zhi, their little faces full of determination.
“We will definitely cherish it!”
Song Zhi looked at the three cute little guys and the smile on her face became even brighter.
After chatting with the three little guys for a while, Song Zhi looked at Ran Qiu who was standing aside and was worried about him leaving, and said to him.
"I will take good care of them, don't worry."
Ran Qiu was still wearing a cotton-padded jacket that had been washed so much that it looked bleached. However, in order to come to school today, he dressed neatly, though still very thin.
Song Zhi looked at his red, frozen hands and frowned slightly.
Ran Qiu also looked at her. Seeing the smile on her face as light as distant ink, his eyes flickered for a moment. He lowered his head uncomfortably and then said thank you in a muffled voice.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. You can go do your work later. I happened to be going to class, so I took them with me."
Song Zhi said something to him, then took the hands of the three little ones and led them to the classroom.
Ran Qiu stood there, watching them walk away, until their backs completely disappeared. Only then did he withdrew his gaze and walked towards his office.
After a winter of rest, his legs have recovered, but he still walks a little unsteadily. However, if you don't look closely, it's basically invisible.
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