I Just Want To Be a Shrew After Wearing a Book

Because there were suddenly a large group of people in the room, Wang Hao and the three were forced to stand at the very edge. Hu Zi looked around, tugged at Wang Hao's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Dad, are we a little redundant?"

Wang Hao nodded in agreement: "It is indeed a bit redundant."

Xiaolong said: "Dad, our dumplings are still on the table!"

Huzi poked him, "Aren't you stupid, you can't go up and get it at this time!"

Listening to the two sons who were mumbling and talking endlessly, Wang Hao scolded them angrily, "Okay, you two stop talking, and don't help your mother to clean up."

When Xiaolong heard it, he rushed out with a quick stride, and took his plate of dumplings to the kitchen. Huzi followed him and ran with the remaining two plates. Wang Hao glared at the two children and had no choice but to ask. Said: "How far have you come? Are you hungry or do you want to cook some dumplings for you?"

"It didn't go very far, your home is close to the school as we go to school." The study committee member in the class replied with a smile.

Wang Hao saw that they were very polite and couldn't help thinking that it would be really good for Han Wen to be a teacher.

However, there are many students from poor families, because the padded jackets they wear are all torn, and some have been patched.

"Are you hungry, I'll go get some dumplings for you." After finishing the things on the table, he left.

"Uncle, we're not hungry, so stop working." The classmates sitting in the room said in unison.

Han Wen dawdled out of the bedroom for a while before coming out, heard their conversation and said with a smile, "You have come so far, there must be nothing good in the teacher's house without a meal, but you can also go home after a meal. "

In this era, almost no one is allowed to eat, and it is rare to see someone as generous as Han Wen. These children are old and sensible. Some of them are close to Wang Hao and simply grab Wang Hao's arm and prevent him from leaving. .

Seeing this, Han Wen could only say: "It's okay not to eat, just divide all these things." Then she put the sugar and snacks on the table.

The children who came, look at me, I look at you, none of you know what to do, or Li Jianmin stood up voluntarily, took a plate and gave each of them a few pieces.

Han Wen put the sewing basket on the table and said to the children with torn clothes, "You guys have taken off your clothes, and I'll mend them for you."

These children are all children of single-parent families from poor households in the neighboring village. They are the first to drop out of school this year.

Hearing Han Wen say this, the children felt a little embarrassed, "Mr. Han doesn't need to sew for us, it's fine."

Han Wen looked at a child who was hiding all the time, with a big hole in his arm, and said sternly: "The snow outside here hasn't melted yet, can it be cold? Bring it here and I'll give it to you. It doesn't cost a lot of money to sew on a thread."

The child hesitated for a while, but took off his clothes and handed it over, whispering, "Dirty."

As soon as Han Wen took it over, she smelled a pungent odor, and her clothes were so hard that they had just been taken off, but they were not warm at all.

It is already a happy thing to have a cotton-padded jacket at home, and there is no other cotton-padded jacket for them to wash.

Han Wen held it in her hand, although the smell was always in front of her nose, but she didn't show any disgust at all. After she finished sewing seriously, she picked up the clothes and smiled and said, "Look! Teacher's skill is not very good. "

The male classmate blushed and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

Han Wen handed it to him and said, "Hurry up and put it on, don't freeze."

In this way, Han Wen sat in the crowd while talking to them and helping them sew their clothes, listening to the children who were still in school talking about the completion of their homework this winter vacation.

Listening to kids who dropped out of school talk about what they've been up to these days, it's quiet and beautiful.

The silence was quickly broken by Huzi, "Come here, let me give way." I saw him rushing out of the kitchen with a pot of cooked dumplings.

He was so frightened that everyone quickly gave him a place. He put the dumplings on the table and wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He smiled and said, "Brother and sister, try the dumplings I cooked."

"Teacher this?"

Han Wen handed the clothes in her hand to a child beside her, pulled Hu Zi to her side and said with a smile, "Your brother has prepared it for you, so let's try it!"

The children knew that white flour was not easy and no one wanted to eat it. In the end, Han Wen took the chopsticks and distributed one to each person. After eating the dumplings, because the children had to rush back, they said goodbye and left together.

The last one was a little girl, with a thin body and thin clothes. She suddenly turned to look at Han Wen and said, "Mr. Han, can I hug you?"

Han Wen grinned and responded generously with open arms, "Okay!"

Many children who dropped out of school saw the hug between the two, and ran back and hugged Han Wen. To them, the hug was saying goodbye to their school life.

Tears flowed uncontrollably after sending them away from Han Wen, what a wonderful child! It is because the family is poor that they have lost the opportunity to study, and they will face the hardships of life in the future.

Wang Hao and the two children stayed by Han Wen's side. Seeing how uncomfortable she was, the two children didn't dare to say anything. Only Wang Hao stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Han Wen's shoulders to comfort him, "When the child grows up, he has to go his own way."

Han Wen wiped her tears and said with a smile, "I know."

When he got home, Huzi looked at the empty pot and whispered, "Mom, our dumplings are all eaten up."

Only then did Han Wen remember, and she stretched out her hand to squeeze Hu Zi's ear and said angrily, "I think you are really brave, you dare to fish no matter how hot the water is."

Hu Zi was pinched by his mother, tiptoed slightly, turned his head sideways and begged for mercy: "It's not hot or not, we'll bring it out when it's cold."

Han Wen reluctantly let go of Huzi, "Go out and continue the penalty stand in a while."

Hu Zi rubbed his ears and pouted.

Because these children came here by coincidence, their family didn't finish their meal, and now I'm a little hungry, Han Wen rubbed her stomach and said, "There are no more dumplings, let me eat noodles next time!"

Xiaolong hurriedly said, "We still have leftover dumplings."

Han Wen: "Didn't your brother say we don't have dumplings at home?"

Xiaolong: "My brother said that there are no more dumplings left. We have leftovers from our meals, so it's not good for others."

Han Wen pursed her lips: "You two are pretty good."

Han Wen and Wang Hao went to the kitchen to bring out the rest of the dumplings. Huzi wanted to eat fried dumplings, but Han Wen refused. Eating fried dumplings every day these days is too boring.

Finally, the hot dumplings were scalded with boiled water to solve the lunch.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Daguo and the others came over, stretched out their heads and glanced into the yard, and saw Huzi was still standing at the penalty station. Daguo and Jun Qing slipped in and asked in a low voice, "Why are you still standing at the penalty station?"

Hu Zi listened with a look of unrequited love: "My mother punished me this time."

Great country: "When will the great country end?"

Huzi: "Look at my mother's mood, why are you here?"

"Let's get the candy. Let's come back tomorrow when you look like this!"

Seeing that they were leaving, Hu Zi hurriedly said: "Tomorrow I have to go to my grandma's house, you go to Xiaolong, and you share."