Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 29 Uncle Xiao Zhou is not Uncle Xiao Zhu
"CC, look who's here?"

After returning home, Yang Wenwen rubbed her daughter's head as she was waiting at the open door and asked.

"Uncle Piggy."

After meeting Zhou Jing several times, the little girl was no longer shy. She hugged Yang Wenwen's legs and tilted her head to act coquettishly.

"It's Uncle Xiao Zhou, not Xiao Zhu. Say it again." Zhou Jing squatted down and gently pinched the little girl's face, and taught her word by word: "Uncle Xiao Zhou."

Children under three years old are still learning to speak and are prone to making mistakes in pronouncing words with heavy pronunciations.

Yang Wenwen smiled and said nothing. When the child met Zhou Jing for the first time, he could only say "little uncle".

"Uncle Xiaodu."

The little girl tried hard to learn.

"CC is the cutest." It's okay if it's not a pig. It takes time for children to learn to talk. Zhou Jing gently pinched the tip of the little girl's nose and said, "Kiss Uncle Zhou."

"Bah!"

The little girl tiptoed over and kissed Zhou Jing on the face.

"Turn your face around and let Uncle Zhou kiss you."

Zhou Jing continued.

The little girl turned her face away obediently.

"CC is so nice, what is this?"

After the kiss, Zhou Jing took out a bottle of yogurt and shook it.

The little girl wiped her mouth and said with a smile: "Suppress the milk."

"Want to drink?"

"think."

"But mom won't let me drink it."

Zhou Jing glanced at Yang Wenwen and said.

"Mom, tie the nipple."

The little girl hugged Yang Wenwen's legs and looked up to act coquettishly.

"No, I can't drink today."

Yang Wenwen cooperated.

"Why not?"

The little girl said eagerly.

"Because you didn't listen yesterday."

"Ask CC a question, you can drink it if you answer it correctly. Listen carefully, if mom falls into the river, CC, will you eat the marshmallow first or drink the suppository first?"

Zhou Jing half-hugged the little girl and said.

After hearing this question, Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and waited for the answer. She thought to herself that Zhou Jing was really good at asking questions. Her daughter should drink yogurt first to calm down.

The child's grandmother was also looking at her granddaughter to see how she would answer.

"Well," the little girl couldn't figure it out for a while, and after two or three seconds, she said, "Then I'll save my mother first."

"Our C is really smart. Now he asks mom if he can drink the suppository."

The little girl's grandmother smiled so hard that her wrinkles appeared on her face. She hugged the little girl and kissed her.

"You can drink it. Be a good and obedient child in the future."

Without waiting for her daughter to ask, Yang Wenwen agreed.

Yang Wenwen was very pleased. What could be more gratifying than the love from her children?

"Go drink on the table. You have to lick the bottle cap before drinking the suppository. CC, do you know that?"

Zhou Jing unscrewed the cap of the yogurt bottle, tore off the sealing lid and handed it to the little girl.

"Ji Dao."

As the little girl spoke, she stuck out her tongue to lick the yogurt on the top, smacking her lips.

"Wenwen, Xiaozhou, come and have dinner. I see CC is also eating and drinking yogurt. If you don't listen, I won't let you drink it."

The old lady had already prepared the meal. She took the little girl's special small bowl and spoon, scooped half a bowl of rice, picked up a little of each non-spicy dish, and placed it on the small table in front of the sofa.

"Mom, come and eat too. Just put it away for CC."

Yang Wenwen washed her hands and said.

"It's okay, I'll eat with CC."

The old lady picked up some food for herself and carried the bowl to the sofa.

"Zhou Jing, please sit down and eat. You're welcome." Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and came to the dining table and said.

"What a rich feast! Thank you for your hard work, Auntie."

Zhou Jing nodded and sat down. The lunch prepared by the old lady was quite rich, including braised pork, mushrooms and vegetables, shredded pork with green peppers, a vegetarian dish, and pumpkin porridge.

Yang Wenwen sat down, picked up her chopsticks and asked, "Can Zhou Jing cook?"

"I feel like I'm a pretty good cook. Teacher Yang brought CC to my place this weekend to try my cooking skills."

Zhou Jing was not humble at all in front of Yang Wenwen.

What Zhou Jing said was also true. His cooking skills were just as good as those of most girls. This was something he acquired during his single life in his previous life. In his previous life, Zhou Jing had proved with his own experience that men can live better without girlfriends.

"Really? I'll try it when I have time. Did you learn it from your mom?"

“I learned this from watching some food bloggers’ posts online.”

If Zhou Jing really wanted to try, his mother's cooking skills were not as good as his.

“It’s very attractive for boys to be able to cook.”

Yang Wenwen smiled and nodded, thinking to herself that this student was truly a treasure boy.

"Auntie is a very good cook."

Zhou Jing scooped a few pieces of braised pork into his bowl with a spoon, picked up a piece and ate it. It was crispy and tender.

Yang Wenwen also ate the meat and said, "My dad is a cook, but not a professional cook. He used to run a car repair shop. He is old and in poor health. He doesn't repair cars anymore. He welds some simple equipment, like wheelbarrows and yard fences. My dad is a good cook. People in my town would ask my dad to cook for weddings and funerals."

"Uncle is amazing. He can cook banquets and his cooking skills are no worse than those of chefs in ordinary restaurants."

Zhou Jing was also worried that it would be inconvenient for Yang Wenwen's mother to help Yang Wenwen take care of the child at home, which was completely unnecessary.

After dinner, Yang Wenwen washed the dishes while Zhou Jing played with the girl in the living room. After Yang Wenwen finished her work, Zhou Jing went to school first. He stayed in the dormitory until around two o'clock, went to the playground to check on the military training, and then went to the printing room to copy his ID card.

There are two staff members in the school printing room, both young ladies.

The school infirmary, printing room, and radio station are all run by young girls. After all, these positions have no prospects and are not suitable for long-term stays. The salary is less than 2,000 yuan, there is no regular staff, and no five insurances and one fund.

Even with this level of treatment, not everyone can get in. You don't need to spend money but you do need connections.

There are educational and professional requirements for medical offices and radio stations.

The infirmary requires a bachelor's degree in medicine or above, and the radio station requires a bachelor's degree in broadcasting.

The printing room says that a college degree is required, but in fact, as long as you can operate the various equipment in the printing room skillfully, you can do it.

People who seek these jobs are generally those who have just graduated from college and have not found an ideal job. They plan to take the exam for civil service or public institutions, and first find a simple and easy job to transition and make a living. They have enough time to study during work, and will leave as soon as they find a suitable job. The school will not try to keep them. These positions are not like teachers, who can be recruited at any time.

The high school printing room is very busy, as we have to print test papers for twenty classes in the senior year every day.

In addition to the purchased review materials for senior high school students, the school also has test questions compiled by the teaching and research group. There are small mock exams every week during evening self-study. There are big tests every month and small tests every week. I don’t know how many test papers will be printed.

When they saw Zhou Jing, the two girls in the printing room's eyes lit up.

"Make two copies, and print a few more, ten."

Zhou Jing needs to make copies of his ID card a lot, so he prints more copies at a time. The teachers at school can copy and print for free, so Zhou Jing takes out his work ID to show them.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou, I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?"

The two looked at Zhou Jing's work ID, and one of the girls spoke.

"Yes, I just came this semester."

Zhou Jing nodded.

"Which university did Teacher Zhou graduate from?"

Another girl asked.

"Tangdu Normal School."

"Amazing."

Faced with Zhou Jing, the young and handsome teacher, the two girls, who were already lacking in confidence, completely lost their confidence.

They only have a college degree, which is a far cry from 211 universities.

"All right."

After making a copy of the ID card, the girl gave it to Zhou Jing.

"Thank you."

Zhou Jing took the copy and ID card and left. After leaving the printing room, he put the original ID card and two copies into a file bag and sent it to the Finance Department. The Finance Department and the printing room are both in the administrative building.

The first year of high school military training was halfway through unknowingly.

After a few days of observation, Zhou Jing had a general understanding of the character of the students in this class and considered selecting a class monitor. It would be much easier to manage the class with the help of a class monitor.

(End of this chapter)