As soon as the doorman finished speaking, a teacher came in from outside.
The doorman immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Master Zhang."
Master Zhang's eyes were hazy, half open, and he glanced at Qian Chunhua and her son, "What are you doing?"
The concierge quickly replied, "In reply to Master Zhang, we want to send our child to a private school."
Master Zhang sneered and looked Qian Chunhua and her son up and down. His eyes were so bold that Qian Chunhua felt disgusted.
Qian Chunhua was wearing his original clothes, which had a lot of patches on them and his pants. The first impression he gave was that he was a poor man. How could he have the money to attend a private school?
Qingsong's clothes were nice, but it was a pity that he was wearing Zhao Qingyun's clothes, which were loose and didn't fit him at all. He looked like a child who had stolen adult clothes.
Qian Chunhua was looked at rudely by Master Zhang, and felt both annoyed and angry.
What annoys me is that I should have bought myself two sets of smaller clothes, otherwise I wouldn't be as embarrassed as I am now. At any time, I should respect the clothes first and then the people.
What made Qian Chunhua angry was that Master Zhang was too rude. For the sake of her children, she endured it for the time being.
After Master Zhang finished sneering, he asked jokingly, "You want to go to a private school? If you have the money to go to a private school, why not buy two sets of clothes first?"
The words were hard to hear, and what was even more painful was...
As soon as Master Zhang opened his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol rushed straight towards Qian Chunhua.
It seemed that Master Zhang drank a lot of wine early in the morning.
Qian Chunhua instantly lost hope for this private school. He held his breath, suppressed his nausea, and started to complain.
“I came here because I admired your reputation. Now that I have met Master Zhang, I can see what the atmosphere of the private school in the west of the city is like. This private school has a teacher like you who is drunk so early in the morning.
I am a humble girl, but I would like to ask Master Zhang, under the current circumstances, are you planning to turn all your students into drunkards?
As a teacher, whether you are talented or not is not a matter of judgment, but whether you are virtuous or not is obvious at a glance. If you are a teacher without virtue, I dare not let my children be delayed by you. "
This was the first time that Master Zhang encountered a student's parent who showed no mercy to him. He was irritated by Qian Chunhua's words for a moment.
"You...you...only women and villains are difficult to raise."
Qian Chunhua will not indulge him. It is you who lacks the ethics of a teacher. What have you got to do with villains and women?
Qian Chunhua spoke up again: "Without a woman, you wouldn't be able to come into this world. Without a woman to support you, you, a little person, wouldn't be able to grow up."
Qian Chunhua had already decided not to let Qingsong go to school here, so there was no need for him to endure anything anymore. He continued, "You are just looking down on others."
After Qian Chunhua finished cursing, she secretly felt sorry that she had wasted a jar of wine.
At a glance, he saw the doorman staring at him with eyes wide open in surprise. He was afraid that the doorman had not expected that someone would dare to curse the teacher directly in front of the private school gate.
Qian Chunhua didn't care. He stepped forward, snatched the wine from the doorman's hand, and left the private school taking Qingsong's hand.
This scene was seen by Zhao Yongqiang who was standing at the corner of the street.
Zhao Yongqiang spat on the ground, "You bitch, you are dreaming. You want to send that little bastard to school."
Zhao Yongqiang did not give up. He was trying to get back the two hundred taels of silver he had given to Qian Chunhua. He could not let Qian Chunhua spend the money.
However, as the relationship had just ended and Zhao Yongqiang was at the center of the storm, he did not dare to act rashly for the time being.
Qian Chunhua, who had already left the private school, did not see Zhao Yongqiang. Now she could not go to the private school in the west of the city, so she could only go to the east of the city to have a look.
It takes about a quarter of an hour to cross the entire Nanzhou County. The county town is not big, and it is not too far to go to school in the east of the city.
Arriving at the private school in the east of the city, Qian Chunhua was even more disappointed.
It's not that Qian Chunhua discriminates against disabled people. In Qian Chunhua's mind, having inconvenient legs is not considered a disability at all. But this disabled Mr. Xiao is an angry young man.
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