Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 136 The First Snow of Winter
In the afternoon, Bai Xiyao came to Zhou Jing to check the accounts and budget for opening the store.

"Does your mom or your girlfriend live with you?"

Arriving at Zhou Jing's house, Bai Xiyao glanced around and said.

"Me alone."

"I do not believe."

Bai Xiyao's own girl's place looks like a pigsty, how could this boy be so clean?

"If you don't believe me, forget it. Just put your things down and you can leave now."

Zhou Jing snorted and looked at her best friend Bai who was holding some bananas and oranges in her hands.

"You won't even give me a cup of hot water?"

Bai Xiyao pretended to turn around and took the things with her, then put them on the table and ate an orange.

"Can I make some black tea?"

Zhou Jing went to the kitchen to get the thermos kettle and poured two cups of water.

"Okay, if I go, will you be able to cook? Are you really not living with your girlfriend?"

Bai Xiyao went to the kitchen, looked around, opened the refrigerator and took out half a box of persimmon cakes to eat.

"Currently single."

Zhou Jing was not at all disgusted by Bai Xiyao's casual behavior, as if she was at home, which saved him the trouble of entertaining her.

"How about introducing my sister to you?"

Bai Xiyao thought that her elder sister already had a boyfriend, so she could really consider it. Being two years older was not a problem.

"Sure! Call me brother-in-law."

Zhou Jing smiled and said that he had met Bai Xiyao's sister Bai Xiyan. Compared with Bai Xiyao, Bai Xiyan's sister was of similar appearance, but she was more feminine and her personality was not as neutral as Bai Xiyao.

When they were in high school, Zhou Jing often joked and asked Bai Xiyao to call him brother-in-law.

"It's too late. You should have told me earlier that you broke up with your girlfriend. My sister got engaged not long ago."

Bai Xiyao said with regret.

"Okay! Who is Bai Dongdong?"

Zhou Jing took the store financial statement that Bai Xiyao had sorted out and took a look at it.

The shop rent and supply deposit are the biggest expenses, followed by one employee's salary.

"My cousin." Bai Xiyao picked up the water cup and took a sip, saying, "This tea is good."

"Tell me if you don't have enough funds. I still have some money."

Zhou Jing nodded and said.

"How many more do you have?"

Bai Xiyao asked curiously.

"I earn over 100,000 yuan a month from my novels now, so just go ahead and do your best."

Now that they have become business partners, there is no need for Zhou Jing to hide anything from Bai Xiyao.

"Oh my god, you are such a great teacher! Then why are you wasting your time as a teacher?"

Bai Xiyao witnessed what it means to be in the east for 30 years and in the west for 30 years.

"The novel has only started to pick up recently."

Zhou Jing doesn't like to give up halfway, otherwise he would have quit his job long ago.

"If I follow you in the future, my family's business will be ruined and will be in jeopardy."

Bai Xiyao sighed and leaned against the sofa with her legs on the coffee table.

The funds are sufficient for the time being. With the 300,000 raised by the family and Zhou Jing's 200,000, Bai Xiyao has 500,000 in her hands.

"You can make a comeback." Zhou Jing's eyes fell on Bai Xiyao's slender legs. She was wearing a pair of blue tight jeans. She was pretty but not charming. Noticing the little bear on her socks, Zhou Jing said, "You actually wear such cute socks."

"My sister bought this. Do all boys like this?"

Bai Xiyao took off her shoes and fiddled with her feet in front of the boy.

"I prefer stockings, black stockings."

Zhou Jing looked at the girl's feet and said.

"Superficial, play pool tonight?"

Bai Xiyao gave him a disdainful look.

"I'm watching evening study!"

"You're so boring."

In fact, Bai Xiyao is even more boring.

Zhou Jing went to get the kettle and filled the cup with water and said, "I don't need any dividends before I resign."

"What if we lose?"

Bai Xiyao ate one after another, and finished half a box of persimmon cakes in a short while.

"The loss is mine."

He didn't care about gains and losses with his best friend Zhou Jing. He gave Bai Xiyao 200,000 yuan without even asking for a note. The trust was mutual, just like in his previous life, when Bai Xiyao lent Zhou Jing 100,000 yuan, she only needed a phone call to confirm that it was her.

"That's nice. If you have money, why don't you buy a house or a car first?"

Come and drive the car, otherwise Bai Xiyao will get two bottles of high heels.

"The house will be bought at home, so there is no need for a car for now."

The car will only depreciate, and what Zhou Jing needs now is wealth appreciation.

"Looks like he's going to do great things."

Bai Xiyao admired the boy's rationality. It would never be wrong to cooperate with such a person. Most boys with so much money would have bought a car long ago.

"Shouldn't those who achieve great things first be able to show off?"

Zhou Jing felt that he was too conservative and couldn't even pretend to be cool.

"My dad is just pretending to be rich. He's going bankrupt. I don't think this Porsche will last much longer."

Bai Xiyao sighed.

"It's just construction in front of the hotel, is the impact so exaggerated?"

Zhou Jing couldn't hold back his insincere smile. Seeing how he complained about her father, Bai Xiyao was definitely her biological daughter. Bai Xiyao's father's business was very good in the past few years, but it seemed to be going badly in the past two years.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. Previously, the hotel could occupancy rate of more than 80% of its rooms every day, but now it's less than 5%. Some time ago, we sold two houses to pay employees' salaries, and there is only one house left for us to live in. Now, only the Internet cafe business is good, but it has not yet made back its investment.

If the construction work around the hotel is not completed by March next year, the hotel will go bankrupt.”

Bai Xiyao's family was also unlucky. Because of construction near the hotel, a wall was built right in front of the hotel, which directly blocked the hotel's source of income. The hotel was operating at a loss every day. They hired a lawyer to ask for some compensation, but the project was a municipal project and they couldn't get any compensation.

"Go bankrupt early and lose less money."

In his previous life, Zhou Jing didn't know that Bai Xiyao's family was in such trouble. Even so, Bai Xiyao was still able to lend him 100,000 yuan, which was extremely generous.

"We have already suffered huge losses this year. It won't take more than two or three months. Is Hu Hongdan still conducting experiments?"

Bai Xiyao thought of her high school class teacher.

Zhou Jing said: "I taught senior high school this year. I took over math classes for her class for ten days in late August."

After graduating from high school, Bai Xiyao was too embarrassed to visit her homeroom teacher. She ranked in the bottom ten in the class in the college entrance examination.

After eating at around six o'clock, Zhou Jing went out to school and met Yang Wenwen in the office.

"What size shoes do you wear? My mother knitted a pair of insoles for you to try and see if they fit your feet."

Yang Wenwen took out insoles from her bag and gave them to the boy.

"It's hard enough for Auntie to coax the child. Auntie's cooking skills are really good. It just so happens that Teacher Yang thanked Auntie on my behalf."

Since Yang's mother had already woven it, Zhou Jing certainly couldn't refuse. He took off his shoes and tried them on. The size was just right. The insole was woven very beautifully, and the colorful flowers looked very beautiful. The hand-woven insole was very comfortable to wear.

"You are welcome."

Yang Wenwen was worried that the boys' shoes might not fit her feet because she didn't know their sizes.

"Report."

"Jin, what's going on?"

The person who came was Liu Xia from Class 1-2 of Senior High School.

"Mr. Zhou, my grandfather passed away. I'm going to take two days off on Monday and Tuesday."

The girl handed the note for leave to her head teacher.

"Take some time to review the lessons you missed."

There was no reason for the class teacher to refuse to grant leave due to the death of a relative, so Zhou Jing took the leave application and signed it.

After the students left, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen chatted for a few words and then it was time for class. The two went to the classroom together.

"Some students are quite active in playing with their mobile phones. Is it so fun to grab parking spaces and buy and sell friends?" Zhou Jing was added to the class group, and many students in the class added Zhou Jing as a friend. Zhou Jing would browse students' spaces in his spare time. Some students were so interested in playing space games that some even "bought and sold" Zhou Jing through games.

"Does Mr. Zhou like playing games?"

"Mr. Zhou's farm is of a very high level."

Some students play after school, and some students play secretly during breaks. Those who play secretly during breaks are afraid of being called out by the head teacher.

"Some students played during class. I won't name them. I will not offend them next time if I find out."

The vast majority of students in the class are very self-conscious.

Some students managed to sneak in mobile phones, but Zhou Jing didn't catch them in the act so he would give them a beating first.

"Will you dare to steal vegetables again in the future?"

Zhang Boyao’s deskmate whispered.

Zhang Boyao wanted to set access permissions for the space.

After walking around the classroom for a while, Zhou Jing returned to the office. When he passed by Class 3, the lights inside were off. Zhou Jing took a look and saw that the students were watching "Instructor Lin in the Snowy Mountain Temple" from "Water Margin". Yang Wenwen liked to show students videos when she had the chance. She would play excerpts from the Chinese textbooks such as "Lin Daiyu Visits the Jia Mansion", "Thunderstorm", "Instructor Lin in the Snowy Mountain Temple", and "Grandma Liu Visits the Jia Mansion" for students, and would also organize students to perform dramas. Zhou Jing was forced to participate in the drama "Thunderstorm" that year.

There was no one else in the office, so Zhou Jing turned on his computer and slacked off.

"see?"

Yang Wenwen came to the office and handed three or four magazines to Zhou Jing.

"Take a look at this one first."

Zhou Jing took a copy of Little Demon Youyou. Zhou Jing from Class 2 collected magazines several times but couldn't find anyone to read them. Sometimes he felt helpless when he wanted to read a book but couldn't collect it.

“I envy people who are brave.”

Yang Wenwen doesn't dare to read ghost stories because she feels scared during the day.

"I won't be afraid if I see it too much."

Zhou Jing was also afraid at first, especially when he listened to the old men in the countryside telling strange stories, such as covering your face with something on New Year's Eve so that you can see things you shouldn't see, wearing shoes backwards and so on, and there was also a half-immortal in the countryside who said he could see dirty things. Zhou Jing was scared at the time but couldn't help his curiosity.

Some things in the countryside are indeed a bit coincidental.

It was probably in 03 or 02, the village where Zhou Jing’s grandfather lived was shrouded in shadow for more than a year.

That year, three people died in car accidents in my grandfather's village within a year.

The first one was the son of Zhou Jing's second uncle, whom Zhou Jing had to call second uncle. He was in his forties that year and worked in the Municipal Bureau of Letters and Calls. He went on a business trip to the capital in December and had a car accident in Liupan Mountain on his way back. Because of the snow and slippery road, the car slid down the hillside. Among the four people in the car, only Zhou Jing, the second uncle, was killed.

The following year, two more young people in the village died in car accidents, one in his twenties and the other under twelve.

No one in the village had ever been in a car accident more than a year before that, and nothing like that has happened in the years since then.

At that time, there were rumors that there were dirty people in the village, as many as twenty of them, which made people panic.

During that period, Zhou Jing didn't dare to go to his grandfather's house.

The village invited a "master" to perform a memorial ceremony, and no accidents happened again after that.

"very scary."

Yang Wenwen tried to open a storybook, but after reading less than one page she didn't dare to continue.

“Is Teacher Yang a materialist or an idealist?”

Zhou Jing said as he watched with great interest.

"Materialism during the day, idealism at night."

Yang Wenwen firmly believes that there are no monsters or ghosts in this world, but she can't help but have wild thoughts at night.

"Darkness always brings fear to people. Death seems nothing during the day, but at night the thought of death can be depressing."

Zhou Jing used to be like Yang Wenwen. There was a saying that day cannot understand the darkness of night, which is very true.

It's snowing outside, the first snow of this winter.

Zhou Jing stood outside and looked for a while, imagining the northern scenery with thousands of miles of ice and snow. The most beautiful scenery in the north is after the snow.

"It's finally snowing, which can relieve the recent dryness."

Yang Wenwen came outside, stood at the office door and looked up at the night sky.

"It means it will be even colder tomorrow."

"It's almost December, the coldest time of the year."

Teachers from other offices also came out to enjoy the snow.

After the first evening self-study get out of class, students cheered excitedly on campus. They were excited not only because it was snowing, but also because they didn’t have to do morning exercises the next morning. If the snow was heavy, they might not have to do exercises for more than one day.

"You can have a good sleep tomorrow morning."

Yang Wenwen looked at Zhou Jing and said with a smile.

"No morning meeting?"

For Zhou Jing, if he can't sleep until after seven o'clock, he can't say he has a good sleep.

"It's snowing and won't open."

"That's not bad."

If there is no morning meeting, the head teacher can sleep until seven o'clock. If living in the school dormitory, he can sleep until half past seven.

Zhou Jing went to the classroom on the second night and reminded the day students to be careful when going home at night.

"Especially for those who ride bicycles, don't ride if you can. It's easy to fall in the cold weather. Dormitory students should also pay attention and take a detour when returning to the dormitory. Don't take the side roads or stairs."

"Teacher Zhou, we won't be doing morning exercises tomorrow, right?"

"I'm sure I won't run away!"

"If you don't do exercises, you should get up early. Don't get up after 7 o'clock and don't have time to eat breakfast."

Zhou Jing interrupted the students' discussion.

[It’s snowing, so I can’t run at night (grin)]

Gu Jia sent a message to Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing: [Master, you can do sit-ups at home]

Gu Jia: [No one is stretching their legs (grin)]

Zhou Jing: [Obviously he is lazy. The snow on the school playground probably won’t melt in a week]

Gu Jia: [Yes, it’s not easy to develop a habit of exercising]

Zhou Jing: [If no one is stretching your legs when doing sit-ups, you can do them with your legs bent]

Gu Jia: [Oh, I get lazy when no one is supervising me]

Zhou Jing: [I will supervise after the three night classes]

Gu Jia: [Then please be careful on the road. If there is no snow on the road, I will come to pick you up.]

Zhou Jing: [No, the snow on the road will freeze after it melts]

Gu Jia: [That’s right, then you don’t have to come back and live in the school dormitory]

Zhou Jing: [After class on the third night, I had to walk home. I left the kitchen window open because I was afraid the water pipes would freeze due to the low temperature at night.]

Gu Jia: [Then you must pay attention to safety]

The road was slippery when returning to the rental house on a snowy day, but compared to the school dormitory which had no bathroom, Zhou Jing still wanted to go back to the rental house, even if he had to walk. It would only take about ten minutes to walk back, which was no problem for Zhou Jing.

Because of the snow, the students were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they were restless and irritable sitting in the classroom.

"It's okay to play appropriately during breaks, but don't chase or fight, and don't play too hard." Zhou Jing said to the students sitting by the door and window, "Don't look outside. Northerners don't mind snow."

"That's right. Li Bo threw a snowball into my neck and I was freezing to death."

"You said it as if you didn't throw it to me."

"You threw it to me first."

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In less than two classes, a layer of snow as thick as the soles of shoes had accumulated outside. The campus was covered in silver and the sky was still snowing heavily.

On the way back to the office, Zhou Jing made a small snowball and threw it at Yang Wenwen's head.

It hit Yang Wenwen right on the head.

"Ah! Are you too embarrassed to throw it back to me after you've given it to your students?"

Yang Wenwen was caught off guard and brushed the snow off her hair.

"The university playground is especially lively on snowy days. Has Teacher Yang ever had a snowball fight?"

Whenever it snowed in college, Zhou Jing and his roommates would go to the playground to play. Some of his roommates from the south would go crazy on snowy days. They would have snowball fights without distinguishing between friend and foe, and it would be a big melee. Pretty girls would always attract more firepower, and they would give special care to those they knew or didn't know.

“I played it once and never played it again.”

Yang Wenwen went for a walk outside, made a snowball, came back to the office and quietly threw it behind the boy's neck.

(End of this chapter)