907: Mr. Shao, I am sorry to trouble you.
Jia Song came to see Yu Xiaoye, and after complaining to Yu Xiaoye, he felt a little better.
But their family situation did not improve at all, and his nephew Jia Le remained rebellious.
Ever since Jia Le started primary school, he and his father Jia Zan moved to the staff housing compound of the Construction Bureau. It was closer to the primary school, making it more convenient for him to go to school, and it also allowed the old couple in the Jia family to worry less. The old couple were so worried about their grandson that they couldn't eat.
At noon that day, Jia Zan went to the school to pick up his son after get off work, but his son was missing again.
Jia Zan and the teacher searched separately for more than an hour, and finally the head teacher found it on a big tree.
Jia Zan watched as the head teacher led his stubborn son over and hurried forward to apologize and thank him:
"Thank you, Mr. Shao. I'm so sorry for causing you trouble. I'm really sorry for taking up so much time!"
Shao Xia looked at the worried parents and felt a little sympathetic:
"Dad Jia Le, you're welcome. This is what I should do."
"Thank you, thank you," Jia Zan continued to thank him repeatedly, and then said to his son, "Le Le, come back with Daddy?"
Jia Le turned his head away, as if he had seen an enemy, and was unwilling to go with his father.
Jia Zan was helpless and went forward to pull his son's arm. Jia Le shouted:
"No, I won't go back!"
"obedient!"
Seeing the father and son quarreling, Shao Xia was afraid that the parents would get angry and beat the child in front of her, so she quickly protected the child:
"Dad Jia Le, don't worry. If the child doesn't want to go back, let him follow me first."
Jia Zan was helpless:
"Teacher Shao, I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble."
Shao Xia smiled:
"It's okay. I'll take it home and bring it back to the classroom for class this afternoon. Can you pick it up after school?"
"Well, Mr. Shao, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"You're welcome—Jia Le, let's go back with the teacher, okay?"
Jia Le still didn't react, but Shao Xia held his hand and he didn't resist. Perhaps he really didn't want to go with his father, so he finally had to follow the teacher and leave.
Shao Xia held Jia Le's hand tightly, fearing that the child would run away. The child was handed over to her, and if he was lost again, it would be her responsibility, so she had to take good care of him.
Fortunately, Jia Le did not run away halfway and followed the teacher to the dormitory.
The teacher's dormitory is a very small room in the tube building. Two people live in such a small room, but the other one does not come back at noon, so only Shao Xia comes back.
Shao Xia led the child into the house and took out a piece of candy from the hole in the table and gave it to Jia Le:
"Eat it."
Jia Le looked at the candy indifferently and didn't take it.
Shao Xia smiled and peeled off the candy wrapper:
"You're so disrespectful to the teacher that you won't even take the candy the teacher gave you?"
After saying that, Shao Xia brought the peeled candy to Jia Le's mouth, and Jia Le then reached out to take the candy and put it in his mouth.
"Well, that's good. You must be hungry. Wait for the teacher to cook for you. Do you want some noodles? The conditions here are limited. I can't make you any other big meals. I can only cook noodles. But the teacher will make you a fried egg, okay?"
Jia Le remained silent, chewing the candy in his mouth silently.
Without waiting for his answer, Shao Xia went to the cabinet in the room to get some noodles, vegetables, and two eggs, and went to the corridor outside to cook.
Soon, two bowls of noodles were ready, with vegetables and two poached eggs.
Bring it into the house and put it on the table.
Shao Xia took out a bottle of sesame oil from the hole in the table and solemnly dripped two drops into each bowl:
"You know, when I was little, if I could have a bowl of noodles with an egg and some sesame oil, I would be happy for a week. I could only eat a bowl of noodles with sesame oil and a fried egg during festivals. I couldn't have it at other times, so I was very greedy."
After listening to the teacher, Jia Le finally spoke:
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. How could the teacher lie to you?"
After Shao Xia poured the sesame oil, she hid it in the innermost hole of the table. After hiding it, she whispered to Jia Le:
"I'm telling you, I have to hide it well. Otherwise, the teacher I live with will steal my sesame oil when I'm not around. If she steals it, I'll have one less meal. I have to hide it well. This is a secret. Don't tell anyone. If you tell anyone, the teacher will be exposed, and others will say I'm stingy. Got it? Don't tell anyone!"
Jia Le finally smiled and nodded:
"Teacher, I won't tell anyone."
"That's good. I believe you'll keep your promise. Come, eat and try my cooking."
Shao Xia brought chopsticks to Jia Le. Jia Le took the chopsticks, lowered his head, picked up the fried egg and took a bite, then ate some noodles.
"Is it tasty?"
"Mm, delicious."
“Is it really delicious?”
"real."
"That's good. It seems you're not too picky. The teacher was worried that you wouldn't be able to get used to it."
The two of them buried their heads and ate two bowls of vegetable noodles. When they finished, it was already time for the afternoon class. Shao Xia didn't have time to clean up the dishes and just put the bowls aside.
"Come on, Jia Le, let's go to school. The teacher has to organize a rehearsal for the students this afternoon. Do you want to join the chorus?"
Jia Le's face was gloomy:
“They won’t let me participate.”
Shao Xia bent down and said with a firm look:
"Jia Le, don't worry about what others say. Just do what you want to do. You can't live your life based on what others say, okay?"
Jia Le seemed to have a lot of things in his heart that he couldn't say, but in the end, he nodded and went out with the teacher.
In the afternoon, Shao Xia selected twelve boys and twelve girls from the class to join the choir.
When Jia Le's name was called last, a bully in the class pointed at Jia Le and said angrily:
"Teacher, Jia
Le can't join in because his mother is a prisoner, and we can't let children of prisoners join the chorus!"
Jia Le's face turned red immediately.
Shao Xia suddenly picked up her teaching stick and slammed it on the podium:
"From now on, no one is allowed to mention that other people's mothers are prisoners. That's the mother's fault, not the child's. As long as our children behave well, they are good children and good classmates. You can't say that her children are bad people just because their mothers made mistakes. Do you hear me?!"
The students were stunned when they heard the teacher suddenly show off his power.
The little bully still refused to give in:
"Our first-grade teacher never lets Jia Le participate in any activities!"
"That was the first-grade teacher. I'm the second-grade teacher now. You all have to listen to me. From now on, if anyone mentions in class that Jia Le's mother is a labor camp inmate or that Jia Le is a bad boy, I will punish him by making him copy the text. Anyone who wants to copy the text, say it now!"
When the students heard that they had to copy the text, they were so scared that they kept silent.
"No one wants to copy the text, right? Okay, then, no one is allowed to mention this again. In my class, we must be united and friendly. We are not allowed to bully any classmates. If there is anything that cannot be resolved, you can tell the teacher or your parents, but don't speak ill of others in private. Before you speak ill of others, reflect on whether your behavior is absolutely right.
Okay, students whose names I just called out, we'll start rehearsing this afternoon. We must perform well and strive to win an award at the New Year's Day cultural performance. If you win an award, the teacher will treat you to some roasted chestnuts. Would you like some?"
"think!"
"I want you to behave well, okay?"
"good!"
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