Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 219 Teachers and Students
"Dad, you're back."

Zhu Xiaojiang Xing hurriedly ran into the house from outside the door.

His home is not far from the school, and he is in the sixth grade now. Dad is busy with work every day and has no time to pick him up, so he basically goes home by himself.

"Well, I'm back, I've already cooked the rice, you go and cut a potato, fry a potato shred, and we'll have dinner."

Zhu Xiaojiang's father, Zhu Haiyang, lay lazily on the sofa with his mobile phone in front of his face, without raising his head, and ordered.

"okay!"

Zhu Xiaojiang seemed to be accustomed to his father's attitude, so he happily agreed and went into the kitchen.

Zhu Xiaojiang is one of eleven divorced families in Qin Yali's class.

The situation of his family is similar to that of Yang Borui's family, with the father leading the children.

It's just that Zhu Xiaojiang's grandparents passed away early, so he lived with his father.

His father, Zhu Haiyang, usually works in a factory in Jiangcheng, and basically leaves early and returns late.

Sometimes, for a week, Zhu Xiaojiang could not see his father a few times.

I usually stay at home alone, and my ability to live is very strong.

However, family reasons still have a very deep impact on children.

Although he doesn't need too much care from his father in life, he is always unable to cheer up in studies, his grades are good and bad, and he is also in the lower reaches of the class.

Fortunately, although Zhu Xiaojiang's grades are not very good, he is a very disciplined student in the class.

Perhaps because of his family, he became self-reliant earlier and matured earlier, and he has views on many things that are higher than those of his peers.

Today, it was rare for his father to come home early, and he was even more delighted.

Didn't care why dad came home early from get off work and didn't cook.

It only took ten minutes to wash and stir-fry vegetables, and a plate of shredded green peppers and potatoes and a plate of stir-fried pork with sauerkraut were placed on the dining table.

"Dad, it's time to eat!"

After the meal was set, Zhu Xiaojiang shouted to his father on the sofa.

"Well, here we come."

Hearing his son's shout, Zhu Haiyang lazily got up from the sofa and sat down at the dining table.

"Well, Xiao Jiang, your cooking skills have improved!"

Zhu Haiyang stuffed a dish with chopsticks into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then praised it.

"Hey, not bad! Dad, eat more if it's delicious!"

After being praised by his father, Zhu Xiaojiang's face was full of joy.

He stretched out his chopsticks and put a lot of food in Dad's bowl.

"Okay, okay, you boy, if you praise you, your tail will go up to the sky, and I can't eat that much."

As he spoke, Zhu Haiyang divided some sauerkraut meat from his own bowl into his son's bowl.

Seeing his son eating food with big mouthfuls, Zhu Haiyang felt sour for no reason.

How nice it would be if the wife was still there!

However, he immediately shook his head, pushing the thought out of his mind.

That woman is not for living.

"Dad, let me tell you, Yang Borui in our class was repaired by our old class today, and he is bleeding!"

"Snapped!"

"What nonsense, don't you always say that Mr. Qin is good at teaching? You failed the math test before, but now after Mr. Qin teaches you, won't you be able to get a score of [-] in the test?"

Zhu Haiyang knocked his son on the head with a chopstick.

He met this teacher Qin once during the parent meeting, and his son's grades have improved a lot. He feels that this teacher is quite good, how could he do such a thing.

He shook his head and urged the child to eat quickly.

"It's true, I didn't lie to you, if you don't believe me, look, I recorded it all."

Zhu Xiaojiang became anxious when he heard that his father didn't believe his words.

He raised the phone watch in his hand, clicked a few times, and a video began to play.

In the video, Teacher Qin reached out to a student and grabbed that student's arm.

Then the student bumped into the desk, his forehead was injured and bleeding.

The video is only one or two minutes long. From the photographer's point of view, the student was injured because Mr. Qin pulled his arm back.

"However, Dad, Yang Borui's injury was entirely due to his own carelessness, and Teacher Qin cannot be blamed."

Seeing his father staring closely at his phone and watch, Zhu Xiaojiang quickly explained.

He explained the situation to his father at that time, and specifically mentioned Yang Borui's words against Teacher Qin.

"Then, did Teacher Qin pull Yang Borui down?"

Hearing his son's contradictory words, Zhu Haiyang was a little puzzled.

"I don't know that either."

Zhu Xiaojiang was taken aback. Although he was there when the incident happened and saw Teacher Qin pull Yang Borui with his own eyes, he was not 100% sure whether it was Teacher Qin who pulled Yang Borui down.

"Okay, let's eat, and go to homework after eating."

Zhu Haiyang couldn't help smiling when he saw his son in a daze.

Evening, 7:30, Jiangcheng Central Square.

Qin Yali came to the square alone.

Jiangcheng is named after a river, and the whole city revolves around water, making a big fuss.

The central square occupies a very large area. To the east of the square is a huge musical fountain. Several shallow canals connect the pool of the musical fountain and surround the central square.

Every summer, there will be gurgling water flowing in the canal.

Many people in Jiangcheng will bring their children to play in the canal during this time.

The square tonight is also very lively, not to mention the crowds, it can also be said to be full of people.

According to Yang Borui, he will set up a stall next to a stone carving in the northwest corner of the square.

Qin Yali identified the direction and walked in that direction.

"Frogs sell cubs!"

"Frogs sell cubs!"

Just approaching the vicinity of the stone carving, Qin Yali heard childish voices coming from her.

Qin Yali immediately recognized that it was Yang Borui's voice.

She made her way through the crowd immediately and headed that way.

Under a tall stone carving, a small frog puppet was twisting its body vigorously. With the twisting of the body, there were cries of hawking from its mouth.

The cute frog shape and exaggerated body movements attracted many people to stop and watch.

At the feet of the frog doll, there are seven or eight small inflatable frogs, which are the baby frogs that this doll is selling.

However, there are many people watching, and there are a few children dancing around the frog doll, but no one actually buys it. Everyone is watching the frog doll jumping happily, shouted.

"I want a frog!"

Qin Yali pushed away the person in front of her and shouted at the frog doll.

"Okay, this beautiful young lady bought one of Benwa's children. If you haven't done it, hurry up, or I will have to wait until next spring to sell the cub."

Hearing that someone bought it, the frog doll looked a little excited.

Started shouting even harder.

It's just that when he turned to Qin Yali's side, he stopped dancing and selling with a snap.

He looked at Qin Yali blankly, looking a little at a loss.

"What are you in a daze for, quickly pick up the payment code, how much is it?"

Seeing this, Qin Yali hurried to the side of the frog puppet and said in a low voice.

"Three no, twenty."

The frog puppet stuttered.

Qin Yali pursed her lips and smiled, this kid will still discount it.

She took her mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the frog doll's stomach, "I paid you, 30 yuan."

After paying, she squatted down and randomly picked up a toy frog.

"Go ahead and jump, quick."

Seeing that Yang Borui was still standing still, Qin Yali couldn't help feeling anxious.

Why doesn't this kid know how to strike while the iron is hot?

Many times, no matter what it is, people have a herd mentality.

Obviously, I have reached a hurdle where I really want to buy, but it is because there is no one who takes the lead in buying, so I always choose to wait and see.

This is also the biggest reason for the profession of "Trust".

After saying this, Qin Yali stood up holding the frog toy, turned around and walked out of the crowd, choosing to wait around.

Sure enough, with her first order, some children finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled their parents to start acting like a baby.

In twos and threes, people began to buy.

After about [-] minutes, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and Yang Borui stopped hawking.

At this time, Qin Yali had already walked around the square and came back.

"Here, have a drink."

Qin Yali saw that Yang Borui had taken off his headgear and was sitting on the ground to rest.

She handed Yang Borui a bottle of mineral water, and then took out a tissue and handed it to him.

He motioned for him to wipe the sweat off his face.

Yang Borui silently took the water and paper towels.

"Does your head still hurt?"

At this time, Qin Yali no longer had any prejudice against Yang Borui.

In her eyes, Yang Borui at this time is a child who can work hard to make money by himself, and a sensible child.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry."

After hearing Qin Yali's concerned words, Yang Borui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

There was a little choking in the voice.

"Silly boy, what are you sorry for? If you want to say sorry, it should be the teacher. If it weren't for me today, your head."

"No, Mr. Qin, I don't blame you for this matter. It was because I was too anxious to turn around and fell down."

Before Qin Yali finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yang Borui, who took all the responsibility for the injury on himself.

"Hehe, we're not arguing about this.

The reason I'm looking for you tonight is actually to have a serious chat with you. "

Qin Yali smiled and went straight to today's topic.

Hearing Qin Yali's words, Yang Borui fell silent again.

Qin Yali didn't urge her either, but just waited quietly.

Such an opportunity today is really rare.

In the past at school, it was not that she had never talked to Yang Borui, but they all ended in failure.

Coupled with Yang Borui's performance in class and at home, she was getting more and more disappointed with Yang Borui, and she was almost an excuse to give up.

Now Yang Borui's performance shows that this student has opened a hole in his heart, maybe today she can really let her know this student again.

"My dad is married, and he doesn't want me anymore."

After a while, Yang Borui finally said a word in a muffled voice.

Qin Yali was taken aback for a moment, and then realized it immediately.

Yang Borui's father and mother divorced when he was in the second grade, and it has been four years now.

In the past two years, I basically haven't been home, even if I make a phone call, I hang up within a few minutes, and I have long since lost the thought of sending money.

When Qin Yali visited Yang Borui's home before, his grandmother wondered if Yang Borui's father already had a new family there.

This speculation became reality yesterday.

Just yesterday, Yang Borui's father called back and told his family that he had found a divorced woman in the city where he was working, and the two had already received a marriage certificate.

Because the woman he was looking for had a two-year-old child with him, so his energy will be focused on his current family in the future.

I talked with Yang Borui's grandma for a long time in bits and pieces, but I summed it up in one sentence.

Yang Borui and his grandparents can live their own lives, and don't care about him in the future.

He said it lightly on the phone, so don't worry about him.

But Yang Borui's father is shirking his own responsibility, completely shirking the responsibility of raising Yang Borui and supporting the elderly.

When Dad and grandma were talking on the phone yesterday, Yang Borui was beside him.

He heard these words from his father with his own ears, but his performance was very surprising.

There wasn't a single tear shed during the whole process, but the teeth were clenched and rattled.

In fact, since his parents divorced, he has never enjoyed the love from his father.

He has long been used to the current state of life.

My mother also remarried in the first two years and had a new family of her own. She would occasionally call Yang Borui, but she has gradually become estranged recently.

In front of his grandparents, Yang Borui is very strong, but behind his back, he is still an 11-year-old student.

Last night, he cried himself to sleep in the bed.

"Borui, although you are only in the sixth grade, in the eyes of most people, you are still a child.

But, what I saw today is a sensible and strong man. Your father has his own ideas, and you can’t control him. But you still have grandparents, you still have Teacher Qin, and you still have classmates who care about you them.

Borui, on the road of our life, there will be various hurdles, but as long as we overcome these hurdles firmly, we will be able to usher in a better tomorrow. "

Listening to Yang Borui's intermittent narration, Qin Yali's eyes were full of love.

She raised her hand to touch Yang Borui's head, and said softly.

In fact, there are many such typical chicken soup words in our lives.

It's just that many people have no one else to say such things to them.

Some self-righteous people think that this is just some chicken soup, which will not work.

But when you encounter difficulties and troughs, it is often a sentence or two from the people around you that can most comfort and comfort you.

It is just such a sentence or two that some people sneer at, can make a person regain hope and confidence in life.

"Mr. Qin, don't you hate me?"

After listening to Qin Yali's words, Yang Borui raised his head and asked with tears in his eyes.

"What do you hate?
Hate you for not studying hard, hate you for not observing discipline? "

Qin Yali knew what Yang Borui wanted to ask, and she said everything Yang Borui wanted to ask.

Sure enough, Yang Borui nodded.

"If I were you, and I was in your current environment, I think I may not have done as well as you.

Borui, we can't choose our father, but we can choose how we will go on in the future. "

"If you believe in the teacher, then in the days to come, no matter in study or life, as long as you have difficulties, you can come to me, and I will help you solve them."

Qin Yali looked into Yang Borui's eyes and said sincerely.

As soon as she finished speaking, the tears in Yang Borui's eyes flowed faster and faster.

He nodded fiercely.

The teacher and the student just sat in a corner of the central square, watching people coming and going, chatting about everything.
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It was late at night, and Zhu Xiaojiang had already fallen asleep.

Zhu Haiyang was still watching videos on the bed.

The more you brush, the more irritable you feel.

The factory he works in is not doing well, and has not paid wages for two months. Today, the employees are notified to have a holiday, and the time to return to the factory is yet to be determined.

For someone like him who just signed a temporary contract with the factory, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

During the time when he returned home, countless thoughts had already turned in his mind, what should he do with his future life?
It doesn't matter to him, but there is still a child to take care of, so you can't leave the child alone and go to other cities to work alone!

After thinking about it, there is still no proper way.

"How to monetize video traffic?"

While he was scrolling aimlessly on the screen of his phone, a short video caught his attention.

After a few minutes, he beamed.

In this era of self-media, being a short video blogger seems to be the way to go.

If you can get off to a good start and have exposure, what kind of goods will you bring!ad!can come in droves.

For a moment, Zhu Haiyang's eyes seemed to be shining with gold, and there seemed to be a way to get rich.

"However, how can you become a hit? How can you make your video account attract the attention of others?"

After a while, Zhu Haiyang became troubled again.

Zhu Haiyang, who was thinking hard, simply came to the living room, took out a bottle of beer, and started to drink.

When his eyes swept over something on the coffee table in the living room, a bolt of lightning flashed across his mind.

"It seemed like a good subject."

He picked up something on the coffee table excitedly.

This thing is his son Zhu Xiaojiang's phone watch.

I saw that he found a data cable, downloaded a video from the phone watch, and then imported it into his phone.

I opened a mobile phone editing software and started making videos.

Editing, copywriting.

It took almost an hour before he finished a few minutes of video.

"call."

Zhu Haiyang took a long breath, put down the phone, lay down on the bed, hugged the pillow, and fell asleep with a smile on his lips.

　Originally, I wanted to divide it into two chapters, but after thinking about it, I forgot it and put it together directly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)