20 years of teaching

Chapter 81

A Santana sedan dawdled and drove into Lingnan Central Primary School from the narrow old street of Lingnan Town.

Pedestrians along the way dodged and gave way, with envious eyes, voices scolding for showing off, and some secretly spit on the car.

In the pitifully narrow old street, there are very few motor vehicles coming in. When passing a car, pedestrians have to run to the eaves to get out of the way.

After the car entered the school gate, it pulled over. Fan Tong, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car and buttoned up his shirt one by one. He took off his sunglasses, threw them on the car, closed the car door, and straightened his hair.

Since his daughter came to work here, Fan Tong pays special attention to his own image every time he comes here.

Fan Tong contracted many house repairs in Central Primary School, and the work done in the first half of the year has not yet been paid. Today, he came to the principal of Central Primary School, Sun Futian, to discuss the settlement of wages.

No matter how big or small, Fan Tong can handle the housing construction of all units in Lingnan Town.

The amount of maintenance work is too small, not to make money, but to maintain a good relationship.

Fan Tong has always believed that there will always be major projects after minor repairs.

In the past few days, his daughter Fan Feilin always liked to stay at school. Whenever she talked about her room at school when she came home, she would be very happy and very happy.

Fan Tong stopped by to have a look at his daughter's room today. He wanted to see what kind of room it was, and it was more attractive to his daughter than the one he spent a lot of money on decorating at home.

As soon as he entered the room, Fan Tong frowned. The floor was uneven, the walls were mottled and old, and the paint on the wooden windows couldn't recognize the color it used to be.

He couldn't figure out why his daughter was so nostalgic for such a broken room.

Poor raises sons, rich raises daughters.

Fan Tong really did this.

After years of hard work, Fan Tong has accumulated a lot of savings, but he did not let his son Fan Qiang live the life of a son-in-law.

Chacha often deliberately pretends to be poor in front of his son, and the pocket money he gives his son is also tightly controlled.

He didn't want his son to know his family background, and he didn't want his son to be pampered and develop the habit of relying on his parents.

He thinks that as a man, he should have the ability to support a piece of sky independently, and he hopes that his son can endure hardships and stand hard work with a fighting spirit.

For his daughter, Fan Tong's attitude is just the opposite. He tried his best to give his daughter the best living conditions.

Since my daughter was a child, the clothes, shoes, toys, etc. I bought for her are all the best.

Of all the rooms in the house, even the daughter's room is the most luxurious.

Fan Tong believes that everyone has pursuits, the pursuit of ideals in their hearts, and the pursuit of high-quality life.

The starting point of life is high, the vision will be different, the pursuit will be different, and the degree of personal effort will naturally vary.

If a girl lives a good life in her natal family, she has higher requirements for marriage. She wants to pursue a better life, her goal is clearer, and the partner she chooses must be excellent.

Fan Tong has not yet found any boy who is worthy of his precious daughter.

He always warns his daughters, girls, not to just find someone and marry, but to seize the bargaining chip of marriage, and strive to make your life a few more steps through marriage.

Fan Tong bent down, inspected the foot of the wall, peeled off the bulging surface with his hands, and poked the adobe brick inside with a branch.

The adobe bricks are damp and fragile like tofu, and every time you poke them, a few small pieces of broken soil will fall off.

Fan Feilin couldn't stand the vandalism as soon as Dad came here today, "Dad, you peel off the skin on the wall, it's too ugly!"

Fan Tong straightened up, walked to the door of the room, threw the branch out of the door, and said, "The safety of the house is the most important thing. Only when you can live in can you consider whether it looks good or not. Your room is a dangerous one, and it cannot be lived in at all. , From today on, don't enter this house, go home after class."

"No, I just want to live here. It was fine, but you ruined it." Fan Feilin said with a pouted mouth.

Fan Tong squatted down and pointed to the foot of the wall: "Did I break it? It used to be covered by the skin, so I couldn't see what was inside, but now I peeled off the skin. Look, the adobe bricks inside are all ruined. The house will fall."

Fan Feilin said disapprovingly: "Dad, don't be alarmist. This house has not collapsed after living in it for many years, but it will collapse when I come here? In short, I just like this house very much. You have peeled off so many skins. , you have to pay, it’s better to paste it with cement.”

Fan Tong knew that he couldn't hold back his daughter, so he looked at the foot of the wall again, stood in a different position, observed the two high walls, and said with a smile, "It can be stolen."

"Can you vote? What can you vote for?" Fan Feilin couldn't understand what her father said.

Fan Tong said: "If I can steal the wall, I'll go and talk to President Sun. I just happen to be free today."

Fan Feilin still couldn't understand. Just as she was about to continue asking, she found that her father had already run out of the room.

"Dad, do you still want to come over? I'm going to the classroom." Fan Feilin ran to the door and shouted.

"Don't lock the door, I'll come and steal the wall later." Fan Tong ran to the principal's office without looking back.

In the principal's office, Principal Sun Futian wanted to make tea for Fan Tong, but Fan Tong stopped him and said, "I'm going to steal the wall right now. It just so happened that there were some materials left from last time, and some tools were not transported away."

Sun Futian said: "Boss Fan did it himself? It's not necessary, you call a worker, and the school pays for it. You can calculate how much material is used, and the school will also pay for it."

Fan Tong said: "Don't ask the school to pay. It's a waste to put the materials there. How can I get paid for repairing my daughter's room?"

Sun Futian smiled and said, "There's no need for you to do it yourself? Let your stonemason do it, isn't it all right? You haven't made a trowel for many years, can you do it?"

Fan Tong pursed his lips and said, "I haven't used a trowel for ten years, and I'm quicker than ordinary people when it comes to masonry! Besides, stealing the foot of a wall is something that ordinary people can't do."

……

Using a labor cart to transport the fire bricks, sand, cement and various tools to the front of the daughter's room, mix the cement and mortar, move the fire bricks into the room and put them down along the wall. Fan Tong began to steal the foot of the wall.

With the help of a steel drill made of thick rebar and a hammer, a small hole was cut at the junction of the foot of the wall and the stone of the wall foundation, and the hole was gradually enlarged.

When the hole is so big that it is slightly smaller than a fire brick, put the fire brick in the hole, hit the fire brick with a hammer, and let the fire brick slowly insert into the hole.

Then, with a steel drill and a hammer, the earth brick was removed next to the fire brick that was previously inserted, and a hole was cut, and another fire brick was hammered in.

After five or six firebricks are plugged in a row, fill the gaps between the firebricks with cement mortar in time, and paste the wall surface with cement mortar.

In this way, fire bricks are gradually used to replace the half-meter-high earth bricks at the bottom of the wall, which is the so-called "stealing the foot of the wall".

The fire suit is not afraid of moisture and is strong, so it can be cushioned on the bottom layer to prevent moisture.

The adobe bricks on the upper floor are not damp, but relatively dry, and the walls are upright, so the walls after stealing the corners are not skewed or cracked at all, and their firmness is no worse than that of the new walls.

If the wall is slightly skewed, a skilled master can use force skillfully according to the skewed direction of the old wall, and pay attention to the tightness. The density and thickness of firebricks inserted in different positions and places are different, and the old skewed wall can also be straightened.

Fan Tong carried the cement mortar, moved in the firebricks, moved out the crushed soil, hammered and hammered, and was extremely busy.

The weather was very hot, and there was no wind at all. Fan Tong, who was fat and tired, was sweating all over his body, and his jacket was soaked.

He stopped from time to time to beat his waist. He hadn't done any masonry work for a long time, and he never forgot his skills, but his physical strength was not as good as before.

After eleven o'clock at noon, Fan Feilin returned to her room after finishing her child's registration.

The room was in a mess, and Fan Tong, who was clean and tidy, was dirty all the time, with dust on his head and cement stains on his face.

Fan Feilin exclaimed, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Fan Tong wiped the sweat from his eyes with his arm, and said with a smile: "Steal the wall, it is stronger and safer than the new wall."

(End of this chapter)