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

After becoming a parent, I realized how difficult education is.

What Matsukawa Matsuze said unintentionally caused Wang Manyin to think deeply whether he should let the child become a good child in his eyes.

If Matsukawa Matsuze listened to himself in everything in the future, all he did would be to satisfy him and Lanhua.

Will such a situation be formed in the future, is it really the result he wants to see?

Without thinking for more than a second, he denied the scene. He absolutely didn't want to see his child become a puppet of his parents!
Everyone should have their own thoughts, and it is really uncomfortable not to do things according to other people's preferences.

He doesn't pursue how good his children are, as long as they have three views, have quality, and live happily.

After figuring it out, Wang Manyin felt relieved, hugged his two sons and said, "You said you don't want to be good kids?"

Matsukawa Matsuzawa nodded with his lips pursed, with some care in his bright eyes.

Wang Manyin kissed their white and chubby cheeks, "Then let's not be good kids and do what we like, okay?"

Matsukawa Matsuze instantly showed a smile from the heart, put his arms around his neck, and kissed his face, "Dad, you are so kind."

Wang Manyin also smiled, "But you have to promise me that you can't do what you like while affecting other people's lives and social rules."

Matsukawa Matsuze tilted his head, looked at each other, and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

Wang Manyin touched their heads, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will understand later, what do you want to play now?"

"We want to ride Hei Zai and be a prince!"

Wang Manyin laughed loudly and put them on Hei Zai's back. Hei Zai barked and wandered leisurely in the yard.

The next day, Wang Manyin went to school to work as usual.

Near the end of the term, and because of the heavy snowfall, basically no students wandered around on the playground, and all huddled in the classroom, shivering from the cold while reviewing.

Wang Manyin walked into a class of classrooms. The students were as conscious as ever, shrinking their necks and hands, holding glass bottles in their arms, which contained hot water.

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

Wang Manyin waved his hand, motioning them to sit down, then sat on the podium, crossed his legs, took a sip of hot tea, and asked casually: "It's cold, is there enough hot water at school?"

As soon as the words fell, the students below suddenly complained.

"Not enough, teacher, if you don't run faster every day, all the hot ones will be picked up."

"At school, don't expect to take a bath. You can't even wash your feet. It doesn't matter to us boys, but it's miserable for girls."

"We usually only have hot water to soak a steamed bun, warm our hands, and then go home every weekend to take a shower and wash clothes."

"Besides, people in the first and second grades are close to the water room. Every time they go there, they have to take pictures for a long time. The water behind is not hot anymore."

Listening to the children's complaints, Wang Manyin was a little ashamed. The school's hot water supply was not enough. Although the principal was mainly responsible, as the teaching director, he hadn't noticed it before.

He used hot water directly to the cafeteria to get it, and used as much as he wanted, and rarely went to the boiling water room to check.

It is estimated that the school’s boiling water room has always been like this, and most of the students are used to it. If Wang Manyin hadn’t mentioned it, they would not have responded.

This matter must be resolved. This semester is coming to an end, but the next semester will still be quite cold for a while.

He pondered for a while and said, "I will communicate with the people in the water room to see if I can help you supply more well water."

"Also, our class will leave school two minutes earlier, did you hear me clearly?"

The students in the class naturally excitedly agreed that after school was over two minutes earlier, they would be the first to fetch hot water. They didn't have to worry about running out of water to warm their hands, and they could even soak their feet in a luxurious way.

After everyone calmed down, Wang Manyin started the theme of this class, "Let's recite this class. Everyone memorizes all the content that should be recited. I will recite in [-] minutes. Let's start."

The students in the class thumped in their hearts, fearing that they would not be able to answer if they were drawn, so they quickly took out the recitation content for the final exam.

Wang Manyin took this opportunity to walk out of the classroom and quietly went to the back door of other classes to check the teaching situation of other teachers.

The learning atmosphere of the students in other classes is naturally not as good as that in his own class. Some students doze off, some are digging their ears, some are looking out the window, and some are biting their nails.

However, after they exchanged glances with Wang Manyin, they immediately sat upright. Wang Manyin didn't pursue it further, and left after staring at him twice.

Finally, I came to Lan Ye's class. It may be that Lan Ye's teaching ability is good, or Lan Ye has learned his teaching methods, so the learning atmosphere in her class is second only to him in the whole school.

Through the window, you can see that the sea is Shaoping, Jin Bolan has four boys sitting in the second row, their backs are straight, and they are listening very seriously.

The attitudes of the other students were quite serious, and they basically didn't notice his arrival.

Wang Manyin nodded in satisfaction, turned around and came to the boiling water room. As soon as he walked in, a white hot air hit his body.

"Director Wang, you're here. We don't have a place to sit here. Don't dirty your nice clothes."

The person in charge of the boiling water room was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and dark skin. He said with some panic after seeing Wang Manyin.

Wang Manyin smiled nonchalantly, and handed over a Hongmei cigarette, "Master, do we usually use firewood to boil water in our boiling water room?"

The water boiler master nodded honestly, "Yes, they are all burned with firewood."

Wang Manyin pursed his lips, "Then where did these firewood come from?"

The water boiler master took it for granted: "I went to the mountains to cut them all by myself. I usually go to the mountains to chop firewood when I have time, and when I come back, I will boil water for the children."

Wang Manyin was stunned for a moment, looking at the huge pile of firewood behind him, he was a little unbelievable. This man burned all the firewood this day, and he found it all by himself from the mountain?
Including so much water in the pot, it was also picked up with buckets!

He passed another cigarette over, "How is your monthly salary calculated?"

The middle-aged man showed a satisfied look on his face, "The school pays me seven yuan and fifty cents a month."

"So little?"

The man looked at him strangely, and whispered: "Compared with your teacher, it must be a little less, but we are uneducated, and we are content. We can get seven and a half dollars a month. How many people can't find a good thing? , Earn [-] yuan a year, but the work points in the field can't earn so much."

Wang Manyin nodded suddenly, but he was a little bit out of the poorest bottom