Mr. and Mrs. Jiang didn't know that their son was being bullied, and were looking at the panel excitedly.
"Honey, I passed, I passed."
Father Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't stop getting excited.
The same thing happened to Jiang's mother who was looking at the notification on the panel.
As soon as they knew the school would be rebuilt, they both applied to return to teach.
The official side did not agree directly, but asked them to take an exam first and also asked them to provide their previous teaching certificates.
Fortunately, they both kept their teaching certificates to prove that they were teachers before, otherwise they would have to go through more trouble.
Now that they have finally passed the exams and interviews, they have all received notice that they can return to teaching.
"When we have a job, we can support our son."
Father Jiang lowered his head and wiped his tears.
They are powerless and have been relying on their son for protection and support for more than a year. They feel distressed and anxious, fearing that they will become a burden to their son.
Now, apart from them, all their former colleagues have long been eaten by zombies, or abandoned by their families as a burden.
"This is the damn apocalypse."
Thinking of his former colleagues who had died, Father Jiang couldn't help crying.
Mother Jiang hugged Father Jiang and sniffed in comfort, "In the other world, they will surely have enough to eat and won't have to hide anymore."
Father Jiang wiped his tears and nodded.
After the apocalypse broke out, the teacher who raised him also passed away.
He didn't even have time to collect his old man's body before he had to continue running for his life.
Even if he went back to look for his teacher now, he would not be able to find his teacher's body.
"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore."
Mother Jiang patted Father Jiang on the back again.
Father Jiang held back his tears, came out of Mother Jiang's arms, and looked at the notification on his panel again, his eyes red.
Unexpectedly, they would have the opportunity to return to school after the end of the world.
"Honey, can you help me check the salary written on the notice? Is there an extra zero?"
Father Jiang suddenly wiped his tears quickly, blinked hard and looked at the notification on the panel.
"Why is there an extra zero?"
Mother Jiang said, looking at the panel.
After a closer look, her eyes widened and she stretched out her fingers to count, "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, ten thousand?"
"This, this, this can't be written wrong!"
Jiang's mother counted it again quickly, and it was indeed a salary of 10,000 yuan, she was not wrong.
When she first saw the notice, she didn't look carefully at the salary amount. Seeing that it started with 1, she thought it was a salary of 1,000, but she didn't expect it to be 10,000.
Even before the apocalypse, their combined salary wasn't this high.
"Teachers are scarce now, so the official salaries are a bit high."
The housekeeper placed the fruit plate on the coffee table and said to Jiang's father and mother, "After the apocalypse, many intellectuals died or were injured. Now, the number of people who can work normally is less than a fraction of what it was before."
After hearing this, the joy on Jiang's father and mother's faces was replaced by silence.
They were both lucky. Their son worked as a bodyguard in the Ji family, and they were protected by the Ji family, which is why they survived.
If it weren't for their son, they would probably be dead now.
The housekeeper said, "Now is the time when we need talents. The authorities will not mistreat knowledgeable survivors."
"So that's why we gave you such a high salary." Father Jiang understood.
The housekeeper nodded and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
Just now, I saw Mr. and Mrs. Jiang sitting there, and there was no cut fruit on the coffee table, so I cut a fruit plate for them.
"Now we have a regular job and a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. I don't think anyone will dare to look down on us." Father Jiang said angrily.
During their time in Rose Community, they were subjected to all kinds of criticism.
In the past, they had no salary and felt sorry for their son, thinking that they were holding him back, so they didn’t go out for a walk downstairs.
Now that they have resumed work, maybe all the children in this community will be their students. Let's see how those residents can still look down on them.
At this time, the residents of Rose Community also saw the official notice of reinstating teachers' work, and each one was more embarrassed than the other.
They used to look down on Jiang Ming's parents, but now that they have become national talents, they have to say hello to Jiang Ming's parents whenever they see them.
The lady who had always spoken well of Jiang Ming's parents was the happiest one.
She posted in the homeowners group, "What a feng shui! It's also turned to good people."
Everyone knew that the lady was plotting against them, but no one had the nerve to refute her.
There are children at home, so there is no need to offend Jiang Ming's parents.
Lady, "Why is it so quiet all of a sudden? Wasn't it so lively just now?"
"Come on, let's continue chatting."
Looking at the people in the panel owners group, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Well, let's congratulate Mr. and Mrs. Jiang for finally making it through."
Someone came out to smooth things over, but it seemed a bit awkward.
However, when someone spoke up, someone else responded, "Yes, yes, Teacher Jiang and his wife have also made it through, we should congratulate them."
"Hey, Mr. Jiang's housekeeper, are you there?"
"How can the owner group not include Teacher Jiang and his friends? Give us Teacher Jiang and his friends' panel numbers, and we'll add Teacher Jiang and his wife."
"Yes, yes, bring everyone in. We will be a family from now on."
The housekeeper, who was cooking, glanced at the group of owners on the panel and said nothing.
When he joined the owners' group before, he was often ridiculed by the owners there.
Some people also asked him what it felt like to be a housekeeper for the poor, and asked him if things in the community were too expensive and his husband and wife could not afford them, and whether he wanted them to donate some money.
In short, there was no swearing, but each one was more vicious than the other.
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