In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 170 Brother Wang, Why Are Your Words So Beautiful
"good morning everyone."

Wang Manyin responded to them with a gentle smile, grabbed two handfuls of pebble hard candies from Dahai's satchel and handed them to Zhou Ziang, asking him to share points with his classmates.

The students were waiting for this moment. They knew that Teacher Wang was very generous and would often give them sweets.

After getting the hard candy from Zhou Ziang, they raised their heads and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

The loud shout immediately attracted the attention of other grade students, who watched this scene enviously.

Although their teacher was nice to them, he couldn't be as generous as Wang Manyin, and the two handfuls of candy would cost a lot of money.

The rain and fog still shrouded Guanzi Village. Not only did it not dissipate, but it became thicker, and people's faces could not be seen clearly from ten meters away.

But the fine rain did not affect the students' work. Their hair was covered with a layer of white rain. Everyone laughed at each other for stealing the white sugar at home, and accidentally got it on their hair.

Returning to the campus suddenly, although the school has to be cleaned up, the children are still very happy to see so many companions, and the laughter is endless in the playground.

Wang Manyin told them to pay attention to safety, then parked the bicycle under the eaves outside the office, pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

"Good morning, Teacher Tang. Long time no see. Good morning, Teacher Liu." Wang Manyin greeted them, handed Liu Wu a cigarette, and grabbed a handful of sugar-fried chestnuts for Tang Chunqiu.

Liu Wu took the cigarette with a smile, and also said "Good morning", while Tang Chunqiu replied, "Long time no see."

Tang Chunqiu stayed in Shigejie for two months during the summer vacation to teach her husband and son, and it is true that she hasn't seen each other for a long time.

Afterwards, the three of them rolled up their sleeves and began to clean the office. Wang Manyin hadn't finished cleaning for a while before Zhou Ziang knocked on the wooden door of the office with a few active students.

"Zi Ang, what's the matter? Did someone fight or someone fell?" Wang Manyin asked in a relaxed tone. After being a teacher for a semester, he was used to these things, and would deal with them every now and then.

Zhou Ziang shook his head, "It's not the teacher, we didn't fight, we're here to clean up for you."

As he said that, without giving Wang Manyin a chance to refuse, the children took tools and cleaned the area belonging to Wang Manyin.

"Mr. Wang, the students in your class really like you." Liu Wu and Tang Chunqiu said enviously.

Wang Manyin smiled, feeling a little relieved, "They are sensible."

Half the morning was spent in cleaning, the school looked brand new again, the weeds disappeared, the soot left by the peasants was also cleaned up, and the classroom became tidy again.

Wang Manyin walked into the classroom with a newspaper under his arm, first praised their achievements, and then studied the newspaper as usual.

Finally, he said: "Zhou Ziang, now you are responsible for collecting the final homework. I will take a closer look later. If you do well, you will be rewarded, and if you do not well, you will be punished."

After Wang Manyin said this, he thought that the students below would be screaming and crying. After all, when it was time to collect homework, this was basically the reaction.

But to his surprise, the students below obediently handed in their final homework, with some eagerness in their eyes.

Wang Manyin was puzzled, and finally someone couldn't help but raised his hand and said, "Teacher, what rewards are there for those who write well? I write seriously, and every word is written stroke by stroke."

"Yes, yes, teacher, what reward is there, I can write well too"

"Fart, as far as your writing is like a dog's mouth, it's definitely not as good as mine."

"Zhao Erwa, do you want to fight? Why do you say that my writing is not as good as yours?"

The classroom became lively with a bang, Wang Manyin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head dumbfounded.

He knew why the group of dolls stopped barking and did their homework seriously. It turned out that they were staring at his reward.

This really stumped him, he hadn't figured out what rewards to give these dolls.

He stretched out his hands and pressed down, the classroom gradually became quiet, and then he said: "Okay, okay, I'll take a closer look at it later, as for the rewards, keep it a secret for now."

As soon as the words came out, the students below looked forward to it even more, sitting upright one by one, for fear of missing out on rewards for their poor performance.

Wang Manyin saw that the time was almost up, and said, "Okay, let's leave school first, don't be late for class in the afternoon."

"School is over!" When the students heard this, they immediately ran out in a hurry and did the work all morning. They had already stocked up in their stomachs.

Wang Manyin took the brass bell and mixed it with the flow of students to the playground, shook it vigorously, reminding the students in the other two classrooms that it was time to leave school.

After ringing the bell, Wang Manyin pushed his bicycle and walked out of the school with Dahai. As soon as he went out, he ran into Deng Liping head-on.

"Brother Wang!" Deng Liping jumped up and greeted him.

"Li Ping, what are you doing here?" Wang Manyin asked.

"I'm broadcasting."

Wang Manyin slapped his head, "Oh, I almost forgot about this episode, so I said I forgot something, take it easy Liping, you can broadcast whatever you want at school."

Deng Liping still seemed a little nervous, "Brother Wang, is the school the same as this one? My palms are sweating from nervousness. By the way, how did you broadcast it before?"

"Let's go, I'll show you my previous manuscript, and you'll finish reading it. Who in the village will listen to us talking on the loudspeaker?"

Deng Liping burst out laughing, seeing Wang Manyin's relaxed expression, she was not so nervous anymore.

When the two came to the brigade headquarters, Tian Qiaozhen was preparing Liu Yi's lunch, and Wang Manyin called out to Miss Qiaozhen.

Tian Qiaozhen responded, and asked casually: "Is Lanhua okay, I've been busy these days, so I didn't go to see her."

Wang Manyin said it was good, and the two exchanged a few words before Wang Manyin walked into the broadcasting office, took out a stack of manuscripts from a drawer and handed them to Deng Liping.

"This is broadcast at noon, just broadcast it once. Basically, it is Liu Yi's various regulations and the spirit conveyed from above. This is broadcast at night."

Wang Manyin explained it to her in detail. Deng Liping looked at the manuscript and suddenly raised her head, "Brother Wang, did you write this?"

Wang Manyin nodded.

"The writing of this character is really good. It is better than my previous Chinese teacher's writing. This is the best writing I have ever seen." Deng Liping said sincerely.

Wang Manyin smiled. The calligraphy skills given by the system must be excellent. Deng Liping is not the first to praise his handwriting, but others are not as surprised as he is.

After all, Deng Liping came from a big city and had more knowledge, so she was even more surprised by Wang Manyin's calligraphy.

But a farmer like Chen Donghe, although he also thinks that Wang Manyin's handwriting is beautiful and full of charm, but if he really wants to say one, two, three, it will be embarrassing.
(End of this chapter)