Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

This class was a math class. At the beginning, Yi Jiale was still trying to give the teacher face and pretended to listen carefully. However, after a few minutes, Yi Jiale felt sleepy. He simply did not make things difficult for himself. He picked up the draft book he had written in the previous class and started to let 007 set questions for him.

Li Zhiping glanced at Yi Jiale several times. Yi Jiale was immersed in doing the questions unconsciously.

Teacher Li walked down from the podium while giving a lecture and came to Yi Jiale's side. After all, Teacher Li was also a high school graduate. Because he was a good student, the school and his parents worked together to find a way for him to be a teacher in this school. So when he saw Yi Jiale's questions, he could tell at a glance that they were the key and difficult questions for the third year of junior high school.

Teacher Li stared at Yi Jiale's little figure with wide eyes, and an irrepressible excitement surged in her heart. She couldn't believe what she saw - this child who was only five years old was so focused on the questions, and seriously answered those difficult questions that should belong to higher grade students.

"It's incredible!" Teacher Li murmured, her voice trembling slightly with excitement. She had never thought that such a young child could have such perseverance and determination to learn advanced knowledge. What's even more amazing is that Yi Jiale not only mastered a lot of basic knowledge, but also began to dabble in the third grade of junior high school.

Teacher Li knew that such a gifted person was rare, and she also understood that it would take more effort to cultivate such a good seedling. She secretly made up her mind to do her best to guide and help Yi Jiale, so that she could go further and further on the road of seeking knowledge and bloom her own brilliance.

The students looked at Teacher Li in confusion. His face was flushed with excitement and he was saying something.

Teacher Li saw that the students were looking at him with doubtful eyes, so he gently patted his face and forced himself to calm down, but he couldn't calm down at all! !

Teacher Li kept screaming loudly in her heart, but in the students' eyes, it was Teacher Li who was standing there trembling with a red face.

As soon as Yi Jiale stopped writing, why did he feel the atmosphere was so weird?

Yi Jiale looked up and saw that Teacher Li's face was red and his body was shaking, with his fists clenched. Yi Jiale hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Teacher Li, what's wrong with you?"

"Teacher Li, are you sick?"

At this time, when the other students heard the word "sick", they hurriedly stood up and wanted to come over to see the situation.

Li Zhiping heard the voice of his beloved student, came back to his senses, calmed down and said, "It's okay, Yi Jiale, the teacher is fine."

Teacher Li put his hands around Yi Jiale's shoulders and said, "Student Yi Jiale, teacher, I see you have learned all the math. Is this the third year of junior high school?"

Yi Jiale looked at the draft book and nodded.

Li Zhiping said happily: "Student Yi, you can still do whatever you want in the teacher's class in the future. And if you don't understand a question, you can go to the office to ask the teacher."

Yi Jiale nodded and quickly responded, "Okay."

Yi Jiale said weakly: "Teacher, is it time for class?"

Li Zhiping realized that the get out of class was not over yet. Seeing the students' expressions of watching the fun, Teacher Li's expression suddenly changed and he immediately became serious: "Alright, what are you doing? Hurry up and sit down. This article is not finished yet. Let's continue."

Math textbooks are taught very quickly. In just a few minutes, Teacher Li finished explaining the key points and formulas. Then, he wrote a problem on the blackboard and taught the students to calculate it. Then, he wrote several different problems on the blackboard in succession and asked the students to calculate on the blackboard. Those who were not called on had to calculate on their own with their draft books.

After the students waiting on the blackboard finished writing, Teacher Li explained each question one by one.

The time spent in reading always passes quickly. In this early winter season, the students changed their thin clothes and put on cotton-padded jackets. Every child wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, sitting in the classroom, looks like a cute little bear.

Yi Jiale is six years old now, and his birthday arrived not long after school started after the summer vacation.

Although there was no snow in the city in early winter, there was frost in the mornings and evenings. Seeing that the weather took a sudden turn for the worse, the school arranged for each class to prepare two stoves. Students who had money could pay, and those who didn't could pay corn cobs or firewood or coal. Of course, the amount paid was different, depending on what you paid.

There is simply not that much free firewood waiting for people to pick up in this city. Most of the firewood needed is brought to the city from remote rural areas and sold.

Yi Zhonghai felt that it would be too troublesome to pay anything. If he paid coal, coal also required a ticket, which was not cost-effective at all, so he gave Yi Jiale 1 yuan to pay to the school.

Whether it is buying charcoal or something else, let the school worry about it.

Why did the school ask students to chip in a little? Although the higher authorities would approve coal for the school, there were so many schools of all sizes in the city, and the approved coal was not enough for the entire winter. So the school asked students to contribute money and labor. When the school had money, it could ask the higher authorities to approve another batch of coal.

The students in Class 31 are all in the third grade and have long understood the school rules, so when the teacher mentioned it, they immediately went home to carry firewood, corn cobs, or give money.

Yan Bugui looked at the group of extremely well-behaved students in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. He decided to temporarily put aside the teaching plan for this class and share some stories about other local schools with the children.

He cleared his throat and said in a serious tone: "Students, you should know that we are quite lucky to be in the capital! In some other places, the situation is quite different. Some schools are even colder than our city! There is not even a decent glass in their classrooms! When winter comes, the cold wind blows in, which is really unbearable! So those schools can only use oil paper to seal the wooden window frames to barely keep out the severe cold."

Then, Yan Bugui continued, "Moreover, other schools don't use coal for heating in winter! Most of them can only rely on burning cow dung, firewood and other things to stay warm. Even the so-called 'stove' is a mud stove built by the school teachers themselves. It is simply incomparable to the sturdy and durable iron stove in our school!" At this point, he couldn't help shaking his head, as if he felt very sorry for those difficult conditions.

"So, students, you must cherish your blessings! You are in a good time, a good time when great people are leading us. You must study hard to repay the great people."

The students shouted excitedly: "Good school, make progress every day. Study for the rise of China!"