Chapter 385: Village tyrant, school tyrant, school tyrant 12

Jiao Xiao'e's sour soup cat ears are really difficult to say. The yellow, yellow, green, and green color, the raw and unripe dough, and the musty smell of spoiled sauerkraut are all the same. You said it ’s all cooking, why is the gap so big?
The three did not eat this breakfast very much, meaning that the chopsticks were wet when they were finished, and then led by Zhou Cuicui to go to school in Taohua Town. The program group has been connected with Taohua Town Middle School. The senior high school class over there will accept three people as transfer students. At the same time, the program group and the family of three teenagers also donated a huge amount of money and many school supplies .
Not to mention how the arrival of the three was welcomed by the teachers and students, Lin Dan had already arrived in the classroom and was waiting in line to sign up. The students enrolled in Taohua Town Middle School are generally children from several nearby villages, and the families are not very wealthy, but it is rare to be as poor as Lin Dan.
She was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt that could be bought at 9 yuan, a pair of white-washed jeans, and two patches on her knees, which looked extremely chilling. Although the nine-year compulsory education advocates that every child has equal right to education, some teachers always classify each child into the corresponding class according to the family situation, and then treat them differently.
The original class teacher is such a teacher. When talking to the original owner, she always had a gun and a stick, and a small thing would be infinitely magnified by her, then she kept holding on. The original owner would hate schooling and had a great relationship with this teacher.
But Lin Dan didn't take these small things to heart, but guarded his side tightly to prevent others from approaching. There was a deposit in a small cloth bag around her waist. Discounts and thousands of dollars will have to be deposited in the rural credit cooperatives later, but they cannot be lost.
Twenty minutes later, it was her turn to finally sign up. She was preparing to take out the assignment book from her schoolbag, but she heard the teacher named Ma warn: "Lin Dan, if you haven't written your summer assignment this time, I am I won't let you sign up, you give me where to come from and roll back. "
Within the scope of the nine-year compulsory education, no teacher has the right to deprive a child of the right to education, which is against the law. Lin Dan knew very well, but he didn't say anything. The class is also a small society. People at the bottom of the society have no right to speak. If Teacher Ma decides not to let her register, she has no way at all.
Lin Dan silently took out his summer vacation homework and put it neatly on the table. Mr. Ma flipped through it at will, seeing that each of them had been written, could not help showing a surprised expression, and then seemed to think something, and then pumped. Draw out the math workbook and check it carefully.
"If you write casually, you don't have to report the name today." Teacher Ma grunted coldly. She has made up her mind to get rid of the tumors in the class. In township schools with poorly-developed management mechanisms, students are often fired. As long as the people do not sue the officials, who cares?
The students in the back all surrounded them with a gloating expression. Only a little girl with yellow hair looked at Lin Dan anxiously, her fists clenched tightly. Her name is Gao Xiaohong. It is the same table of the original owner. The two usually do not talk much, but there has never been a conflict.
"Lin Dan is going to be fired!" Someone shouted, making everyone laugh.
However, Teacher Ma's expression told them that the matter was suspended. I saw that she kept turning the pages, her face was getting darker and darker, and she stared at some of the big questions carefully. It took a full ten minutes. Pat the table and said, "Say, did you copy the answer!"
"Is there any answer for the summer homework?" Lin Dan asked calmly.
Teacher Ma reacted to this. The answer to the summer homework was only a set for the head teacher. Now she is locked in her drawer. There is no bookstore in the town, and there is nowhere to buy, so Lin Dan said It is impossible to get the answer. Besides, her family is so poor, do you have that spare money?
Teacher Ma's stern expression froze, and then impatiently took out the roster and let Lin Dan fill it out.
Lin Dan didn't care about each other's bad attitude. Her feelings are scarce, there is no need to waste on those who are not worth it. She turned around and left after paying the money. Behind it was the voice of classmates' rumors, as if it was difficult to accept the fact that she had finished her homework seriously.
When walking to the gate of the school, Lin Dan paused, then showed a thoughtful expression. I saw a variety of snack stalls at the entrance of the school, including flour, cold noodles, and wolf potatoes. Each stall was full of children who came to register. Yuan and ten yuan bills.
Lin Dan's eyes turned around and he suddenly had an idea. When he entered the transmission room and wanted to inquire about the situation with the janitor, he saw that his face was covered with cold sweat, and everyone was sitting in a chair, as if holding back a pole. Big pain.
"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Lin Dan stepped forward to help him, and found out his pulse. He was an arthritis victim, and now he couldn't bear the pain. This disease has the fastest effect with moxibustion treatment, but Lin Dan has no moxa at this moment, so he has to press the inner Qi to his fingertips, and help the old man press the three feet in sequence, hanging bell, Yanglingquan, Xuehai, Liang Qiu and other points.
The old man waved his hands again and again to drive her away. As an old man, how could he let an unrelated child take off his shoes and massage him? But he didn't struggle anymore, and the painful expression was gradually replaced by relief.
"Uncle, are you better? My grandpa has bad legs and feet, and I often help him press it at home." Lin Dan asked with concern.
"Much better, thank you little girl." The old man breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, uncle, let me ask you something. How much can the stalls at the door make a day? Should you pay management fees? Will they be caught by the city management?" Lin Dan asked seriously.
The old man laughed and said, "Well, let's not pull this bird. Shit. Where would someone care about this in a small place, and the market stalls are still set up every day. Those stalls at the door can earn one or two hundred a day if the business is good, and the business is bad That is to say, whoever comes first will occupy the place, without paying management fees, and clean the floor when collecting the stalls. What are you doing? "
"I want to set up a stand to make money." Lin Dan said frankly.
"You?" The old man looked at her up and down, and then waved hands again and again: "Nothing is impossible, you are still young, it is important to read, don't think about making money."
"No, my parents are gone. Only my grandfather and I are left at home. My grandfather recently broke his leg and spent a lot of money. If I don't think of a way anymore, my family's life won't go on." Lin Dan's tone was calm and did not mean to win sympathy.
The old man was silent, and sighed after a while: "That's it, then how do you learn?"
"I only sell breakfast, so I don't delay class. I earn so many tens of dollars a day.
The old man worried: "What do you want to sell? It's not a simple business to do business, maybe you have lost money and lost it." After that, he felt embarrassed and snorted again.
Lin Dan couldn't help chuckling and determinedly: "I'm going to sell club meals, you can rest assured, uncle." She has 100% confidence in her craftsmanship, and there is no soup or water for making and carrying. You only need to bring a large steamer and a small stove, and a bicycle can handle it, which is more convenient than selling noodles and noodles.
The uncle was anxious as soon as he heard it, and waved his hand: "Daughter, don't sell food for the club, no one eats that stuff now!"
Shefan is a kind of food sacrificed by some ethnic minorities. It is steamed with ingredients such as glutinous rice, artemisia annua, and bacon. It is mainly carried out on Sheyi (the fifth day after the beginning of spring), so it is also called Shefan. However, as the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is getting weaker and weaker, Chinese folklore is gradually being forgotten, and few people like to cook rice. Even in remote rural areas, there is no one to sacrifice on the day of Sheri, and the younger generation may not even know what the meal is.
The streets are full of food stalls or shops, but none of them sells community food. Therefore, the old man will try to stop Lin Dan.
"The taste of children today is confusing! She's rice is mixed with artemisia annua, it tastes strange, and there is a bitter taste, I'm afraid it won't sell." He advised again.
"It's okay, I have a sense. Uncle, thank you!" Lin Dan said goodbye to the uncle and then went to the credit union to save money and set aside to buy daily necessities, stationery, quilts and other things. He originally wanted to buy a few new clothes. I found that buying cloth is much cheaper than buying clothes, so I replaced it with cloth, both fine and rough. I have an old sewing machine at home, and I can do it myself when I go back. I put these things in two snakeskin pockets. Tied to the rear bar of the bike.
When riding the car to the nearest village in Taohua Town, she saw that the riverbed under the road was full of children, as if playing with a child. One of the thin little boys was bullied the most and was fanned by the children around him. Slap and kick. Lin Dan's same table, Gao Xiaohong, was pulled aside by a few girls with their hair tugging and shouting, "Don't fight, please!"
The little boy limped while walking. Lin Dan initially thought he was injured, but later discovered that his right foot was twisted at an angle of 90 degrees to the ground, and he actually had foot varus. This is a developmental deformity and it is no wonder he is bullied by the children around him. Lin Dan frowned and looked down, but saw the three city teenagers and Zhou Cuicui not far away.
With their hands in their pockets, they looked at the group of troubled children with a smile, and occasionally reached out to talk about it, but they ignored the chaos in front of them at all. The photographers responsible for following them did not interfere, either because they had their own job to do, or because the scene was controversial and had to be filmed and it was not too late to stop it later. The children are just under their noses and nothing can happen.
Lin Dan was still hesitating whether to take care of it, but saw that the strongest boy suddenly pushed the thin little boy into the stream, let him lie on the cold water, and waved everyone to step on the little boy's Walk over.
He stomped the little boy back and forth, his laughter full of malice. Stimulated by his majestic appearance, several children successively stepped on the creek as stepping stones, and several girls dragged Gao Xiaohong to step on, laughing giggling, totally unaware that they did so. How bad. Strictly speaking, this is not trampled, it is trampled!
The little boy finally couldn't take it anymore, he digged into the riverbed with both hands and cried in despair. Gao Xiaohong also cried, and her voice was heartbreaking. Obviously, this kind of bullying is not the first time.
Lin Dan's eyes were dark, and he immediately turned his head and rode down a steep of more than forty or fifty degrees to the river bed. Then he threw the bicycle aside, ran three or two steps forward, and flew out the leading tall boy.