411. Chapter 411 Teacher Tan


Working on duty means having more things to do than others.

Lu Miao had some complaints.

But it’s hard to say anything in front of so many people.

Forget it, it’s only temporary anyway.

When the class leader sees the personal character of the class, he may soon look for other more suitable candidates.

The class is still selecting study committee members and so on.

Lu Miao stared blankly at the blackboard in front of her, tapping her index finger on the table unconsciously.

Obviously it is a university, but it feels like I am in elementary school or junior high school...

“I’ll be here first today. You can walk around the school first and get familiar with the environment. You can spend other time It’s okay to read the textbook first, or get familiar with the area around the school.”

“Class officially begins tomorrow!”

Originally, class officially started this afternoon, and it was a good time to catch up with Thursday. The class teacher directly announced free activities.

The class exited the classroom, and some people gradually became active in the class.

Among them, Lu Miao is undoubtedly the most agile.

Others were chatting and said that there was a bookstore in a nearby department store and asked if they wanted to go there and have a look.

Lu Miao has already packed her books and left the classroom with her handbag in hand.

Several female classmates in the front and back looked at each other in confusion.

One of them is a female classmate named Li Yue, who is similar in age to Lu Miao.

Li Yue whispered:

"I heard that before the college entrance examination, the monitor was an educated youth who jumped in the queue. I really didn't see it..."

Let's not talk about school.

In their class alone, half of the people were educated youth who returned from the countryside.

Which one has not been tempered to be dark and thin?

Look at the squad leader again, his face is rosy and his skin is stuffed with white flour.

Where do you look like someone who has participated in hard labor?

The capitalist’s lady is nothing more than that.

Lu Miao's seat is in the fourth row of the third group, which is the most central position in the workplace.

The faces of the people near her position flashed strangely, and they all noticed something unusual.

But no one wants to be troublesome after finally getting into college.

Everyone wanted to finish their studies well, so no one answered Li Yue’s words.

Li Yue pursed her lips, understood the situation, and stopped talking.

On the other side, Lu Miao was carrying a handbag, her braid swaying on the back of her head as she ran.

“Teacher!”

With the crisp female voice, Li Jiancheng turned around.

"What's wrong, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Miao slowed down her steps and calmed her breathing before walking forward.

"Teacher, I would like to ask you, do you know Teacher Tan?"

A young male teacher dressed neatly and neatly, and a pretty female student with a fair face share the same screen and frame. Fit.

The students in the classroom came out one after another, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at it several times.

Even if they have just met, students will still politely shout "Hello, teacher" when passing by.

Li Jiancheng nodded slightly, looked at Lu Miao, and took two steps to one side of the aisle.

"Teacher Tan, who are you looking for?"

I still don't know the school's attitude towards students doing "translation". Lu Miao couldn't explain clearly, so she just made an excuse and said:

"My family used to live in Dongcheng. There was a neighbor over there who knew Teacher Tan well and knew that I was studying here, so he asked me to bring a letter to Teacher Tan. "

Li Jiancheng nodded without any doubt.

Slowly move your steps and walk downstairs with Lu Miao.

"Teacher Tan should not be here at the school recently."

"Ah..."

"But it's okay. Secretary Zou is still at school. Let's see if you meet Zou someday. Secretary, you can give the letter to Secretary Zou.”

Seeing Lu Miao’s expression of confusion, Li Jiancheng explained:

“Secretary Zou and Teacher Tan are a couple.”“That’s it!” >


Lu Miao's eyes brightened slightly and she nodded thoughtfully.

Just walking to the door of the first floor, she bowed slightly to Li Jiancheng.

"I understand, thank you, teacher."

Li Jiancheng chuckled, shook his head, and left warmly.

Lu Miao stretched the mouth of her handbag.

The corner of the envelope of the political textbook is exposed, and there is a recommendation letter written by Director Ma.

Originally, I wanted to go find Secretary Zou, but after thinking about it, Lu Miao closed the bag again and walked back slowly.

Although they are a couple, Secretary Zou may not be involved in things that the teacher is in charge of.

Let’s wait first... wait until Teacher Tan comes back in a few days.

Recently, there is nothing that requires spending a lot of money at home, so I just treat it as a rest.

Fu Jingyou has quick hands and feet. The pressure well in the small courtyard has water and there is a toilet, making it convenient instantly.

Fu Jingyou is a restless person. Taking advantage of his break, he has bought back vegetable seeds and opened two vegetable plots in the yard.

The vegetable field is one and a half meters wide and six meters long, with two ridges on one side, and the entrance door to the courtyard is opened on both sides.

The yard is an old one. In the past, we only considered stepping on the ground to make it firm, and never considered planting melons and vegetables, so the ground was all clay.

Clay soil drains slowly and is prone to compaction, making it unsuitable for growing vegetables.

When Lu Miao came home, Fu Jingyou was doing the trick she had done in the village, burning the briquettes and soaking them in water.

Crush the briquettes, mix them with lime and the few plant ash at home, and mix them with the soil.

Seeing this, Lu Miao quickly entered the room and put down her things to help him.

“Why are you back so early?”

Fu Jingyou asked her curiously.

She answered truthfully:

“Today is mainly about dividing classes and campaigning for class cadres. We were supposed to have classes in the afternoon, but according to the course schedule, today is Thursday, a free activity.”

“Is there any free activity class?”

Fu Jingyou felt strange.

Lu Miao nodded and explained to him:

"University is not like elementary school or junior high school, where classes are held all day long..."

"There are very few classes. You will know when school starts tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. ."

Fu Jingyou said softly, and his mind became active.

It would be nice if the classes were really not so close together.

Just convenient for him.

Lu Miao didn't know his little plan, so she helped push away the mixed soil.

She stood aside and began to use "Lu's gesticulation" skills:

"The yard is so big, how come there is only such a small amount of land? Just pave a path to pass by, and everything else is Just plant it.”

Fu Jingyou originally wanted to plant too much and not be able to eat it.

But when I thought about it, I might as well have a few different ones.

Lest the delicate baby at home get tired of eating and have a bad meal.

"Okay, then I'll make a space for the children to play, and get everything else done."

"I'll help you~"

"Okay. ”

Fu Jingyou emptied the doorway and smashed the dirt everywhere else.

Lu Miao put on cotton gloves and cleaned out the corner of the yard with dustpan after dustpan of broken tiles that Fu Jingyou had not taken out before.

Fu Jingyou dug up the ground, and she sprinkled bits and pieces of broken tiles on the soft soil, then stood on it and stepped on it.

The tiled path cannot be said to be very beautiful, but if it rains in the future, you don’t have to worry about getting mud on your shoes or slipping.

Lu Miao looked good and wanted to add the door area later.

Fu Jingyou refused to let her do it and said that the area at the door would need to be painted with a layer of Sanhe soil.

Prevent children from always scratching on the soil when playing, which will easily stain their clothes and is not hygienic. (End of this chapter)

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