Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 61 Gu Jia: I'm so tired from cleaning the room
Zhou Jing's family called and said that his grandfather had sent a box of things for Zhou Jing and asked an acquaintance to take it by car. The other party delivered it to Zhou Jing outside the school. Zhou Jing received the call and went out to pick it up.

"Zhou Jing is here."

Across the street outside the school gate, a young man in his twenties shouted and waved.

He is Wang Zheng, the grandson of the aunt who lives next door to Zhou Jing’s grandfather’s house, and the girl is his younger sister Wang Rongrong. Wang Zheng is a few years older than Zhou Jing, but according to seniority, he has to call Zhou Jing uncle. Wang Rongrong is two or three years younger than Zhou Jing.

"You didn't eat?"

Zhou Jing looked at the road and trotted over and said.

"My grandma made dumplings this morning, so I'm not hungry now. When I was in junior high school, it was very difficult to get into the experimental middle school. There were more than 50 people in a class in the town middle school, and none of them could get in."

Wang Zheng took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhou Jing and said.

"I don't smoke, and I left in a hurry and forgot to bring it with me."

Zhou Jing raised his hand to block it, scratched his pocket and said apologetically.

"It's okay. It's normal for non-smokers not to bring cigarettes. It's pretty good to be a teacher here, right?"

Wang Zheng put the cigarette back and stopped smoking in front of the teacher.

"It's okay. You can make money repairing cars faster."

Zhou Jing is neither humble nor Versailles.

His somewhat shy nephew opened an auto repair shop in Shen County and it was said that he easily made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

"I make money by hard labor, dealing with motor oil every day."

Wang Zheng stretched out his hand.

Although he was young, his hands were very rough, with unwashed black oil between his nails.

"Being your own boss at least gives you freedom." Zhou Jing shook his head and said, "I'm exhausted as a dog every day. I have to get up when the students get up and go to bed when the students go to bed. I have to keep an eye on the students in my class all day long."

Compared with Wang Zheng, a high school teacher does not necessarily have any other advantages except for the social status.

In this society, money is the bottom line.

"You are the class teacher, right?"

Wang Rongrong, who had been silent all this time, said.

"Yes, Rongrong, are you hungry?"

The brother Wang Zheng and sister in front of him, the elder brother graduated from junior high school, and the younger sister Wang Rongrong dropped out of school after graduating from high school. Zhou Jing did not deliberately ask about their jobs. Girls who graduated from high school and went out to work were nothing more than waiters in hotels or restaurants, sales clerks in shopping malls, etc. They were already inferior when talking about work in front of Zhou Jing, and they felt even more uncomfortable when Zhou Jing asked them.

This eldest niece is 1.7 meters tall, with a good figure and a pretty face. If she had a college diploma, her life might be completely different. A pretty girl without a diploma is just a vase, but with a diploma she is both beautiful and talented.

"Not hungry."

The girl shook her head.

"There's a restaurant over there at the school, let's go over and have something to eat."

"No, I'm not hungry."

After chatting for a while, Wang Zheng stopped disturbing Zhou Jing, put down his things and drove away.

The things were packed in an apple box as big as two beer boxes. Zhou Jing took a look through the small hole and saw apples and pears, and apparently grapes as well. The grandparents in his hometown were very honest in bringing the things.

Zhou Jing went back to the dormitory first and opened the box. In addition to apples, pears and grapes, there were also half-red crispy dates.

Zhou Jing picked up a date, rubbed it on his palm and started to eat it. It was crisp and sweet. The grape variety grown at his grandfather's house was not that good. It tasted sour and sweet, but Zhou Jing thought it tasted better than the Sunshine Grapes.

Zhou Jing picked up his phone and called Gu Jia, asking if she was in the dormitory.

Gu Jia was just about to go to lunch when she learned that Zhou Jing was coming over and asked her to wait for a while.

Zhou Jing took a clean food bag and put a few apples, pears, a bunch of grapes and some crisp dates in it. He thought that he should send it to Gu Jia at night. In case he happened to meet a familiar teacher in broad daylight, he would just go ahead and meet him!
Fortunately, I didn’t meet any acquaintances along the way.

"I told you not to do this. Why are you bringing me things again?"

Seeing the boy picking up apples, pears and grapes, Gu Jia said seriously.

"I didn't buy it. My grandfather from my hometown brought it to me. Teacher Gu, please try it."

Zhou Jing explained calmly.

"Is that so? You sit down first." Gu Jia took the bag, took out a date, wiped it with paper and took a bite. "This date is crisp and sweet."

Zhou Jing reminded: "Teacher Gu, be careful when eating these dates. They are not sprayed with pesticides, so be careful not to eat protein."

“What protein?”

Gu Jia, a liberal arts student, didn't understand. "Be careful of bugs."

“You’re really good at describing things.”

"Teacher Gu, is there anything I can do for you?"

Zhou Jing glanced around the room. It was clean, tidy and well-kept.

"No, I just finished cleaning my room. I'm exhausted."

Gu Jia took the cup and poured a glass of water.

"Teacher Gu, if you have anything to ask, just let me know."

Zhou Jing looked at Gu Jia with new eyes.

I thought Gu Jia was like some girls, glamorous and beautiful on the outside but a pigsty at home.

However, thinking about the fact that Gu's mother had come in the morning, Zhou Jing had a big question mark about this.

If it was Gu's mother who cleaned the room, then Gu Jia was really thick-skinned and was not afraid of being struck by lightning for the sake of her image.

"This kind of grapes tastes sour and sweet."

Gu Jia washed the grapes and ate two.

"My grandfather's vines are grown here, but he doesn't know how to take care of them, so the grapes are a bit small."

Nothing else, Zhou Jing didn't stay any longer.

"Some grape varieties have small granules." Gu Jia went out with him and asked, "Are you going to eat?"

"I'll go after class."

"Being a class teacher is troublesome. If you don't want to be one, you should have told me earlier."

“It’s not a problem once you get used to it.”

When they got outside, they went their separate ways, Zhou Jing went to the office and Gu Jia went to the cafeteria.

Passing by the teaching building, Zhou Jing looked at the Grade 1-2 classroom from afar. It was a Chinese class, and as the head teacher, Zhou Jing didn't like to go outside the classroom to check when other teachers were teaching.

The class monitor had the key to the cell phone cabinet, so after school Zhou Jing did not go to the classroom, but took a shortcut to the staff cafeteria.

"Order less, half a portion of rice, and less vegetables. You can use whatever you want."

Zhou Jing ate two steamed buns and drank a bowl of porridge at around nine o'clock. He was not too hungry now, but he would be hungry in the afternoon if he didn't eat.

"Then swipe your half."

The guy who served the food was easy to talk to and only charged Zhou Jing half of his bill.

Gu Jia hadn't finished eating yet, so Zhou Jing went over and sat at the same table with her.

"Is this little enough to eat?"

Gu Jia said as she looked at the boy's plate.

"I ate two buns at around nine o'clock."

"Oh!"

Gu Jia nodded and slowed down her eating speed, looking at the boy from time to time while he ate.

After Zhou Jing ate a piece of food and swallowed it, he said, "What does Teacher Gu like to eat and what does he dislike?"

"I'm not picky about food, so if I don't like something." Gu Jia thought for a moment and said, "I can't really say what dish I hate."

"Do you want to treat me to food?"

Gu Jia said with a smile.

"Teacher Gu, if you are free on the weekend, you are welcome to visit me. I don't know what special things are around here. Please try my specialty home-cooked dishes."

Last week, Gu Jia treated Zhou Jing to hotpot. It was the first time someone treated someone, so Zhou Jing should treat him back.

"No problem, let's set it for Saturday at noon, and we can talk about it if we have anything to do then."

The boy's manners and behavior are more sophisticated than many people who have been in society for a long time. When he invites people to dinner, he is sincere but not deliberate or abrupt. This makes Gu Jia, who was born and raised in a family of two cadres, feel inferior to him. Therefore, if children have the chance to go to college, they should go to a big city to gain some training. Three years ago, the boy in front of him was also a greenhorn.

Since the boy was so sincere, Gu Jia readily accepted it, just wanting to try the boy's cooking skills.

　Thank you for your reward of 100 points.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)