The revival of Shu Han

Chapter 88 The World Has Changed Color ([-])
With a sound of "squeak", a firewood door was gently pushed open.

"Miss, slow down, you wait for me here first, and I will pull the car over."

"Well, Mr. Lau is here."

"Ouch! Brother Aifei, you're sending your sister-in-law to school again."

"Hehehe, Brother Xiang, you also woke up so early."

"It's late, it's late, I have to go to the school field quickly. Yesterday's internal exercise, my gun team lost to Brother Aifei's gun team. Our team has reached a consensus last night. From today, every day Get up half an hour earlier for additional practice! Hey, sister-in-law, I’m not dissatisfied with Brother Aifei. The head of the mountain said that if a person does not have a good opponent, he will inevitably be lonely and cold..."

"Hahahahaha, you boy. You can be my lifelong opponent just because of you? Did you get the second place yesterday because of your luck? Tell me about it yourself. The operating system has begun, has your team made it to the top four except yesterday?"

"Hmph! Brother Aifei, you wait. You have been the champion for more than a year, and I, Li Xiang, will take it over sooner or later!"

"Hmph! I'm waiting for you, Li Erdan!"

"Bastard, my name is Li Xiang, and I am named Zhanfei! This is the name given by the head of the mountain!"

"So what? You're not the Erdan Li who always hindered our dormitory in physical training back then. Hahahahaha~~~"

This is the sixth year of Jingyao, Jiangyang County, Shuhan, Zigong Pavilion, the morning of the fifth day of August.

At this time, 20 months have passed since Guan Yi started to form the Salt Workers' Gun Team.

In the past 1 months, students from Fuxing School, adhering to Guan Yi's will, organized and trained more than 1 salt workers in Zigong Pavilion.And Ai Fei, the big boy from Wuxi Man back then, was the No.[-] instructor of the Zigongting Spear Array.

Ai Fei's wife is his classmate at Fuxing School, the daughter of a local Han people in Fuling County, named Xu Wan'er.Ai Fei worked as an instructor in Zigong Pavilion, and Xu Waner also came to Zigong Pavilion and became a female teacher of Yanye Primary School.

In such an era when knowledge dissemination is extremely difficult, the desire of the lower classes for education is extremely fervent.Therefore, Yanye Primary School does not have the concept of winter and summer vacations.In the eyes of the salt workers, how could these urchins be given three months of vacation a year?This is really unreasonable!To have Shunian is to accumulate blessings for several lifetimes, how can you take such a long vacation?
Therefore, Guan Yi had no choice but to follow the good example, and stipulated that the school system of Yanye Primary School was to have one day off after every six days of class.It is also true that although Xu Wan'er is pregnant at this time, she still has to go to the school to teach.

Carefully helping his wife into the carriage, Ai Fei did not get on the horse, but led the rein of the poor horse and walked slowly: "How many classes do you have today?"

"Well, there are two math classes in the second grade in the morning, and two Chinese classes in the first grade in the afternoon."

"There are only seven classes in one day, and you actually have to attend four? Your principal is too dark, isn't he?"

"Hehe, I can't help it. The teachers in the school are all girls from our Fuxing School. At this age, they will almost marry and have children. Do you remember that Ma Hong?"

"Remember, the one who publicly showed love to the head of the mountain and wanted to warm the head of the mountain?"

"That's right. She just gave birth last month. According to the Shanzhang's regulations on treating pregnant women well, a pregnant woman can rest for six months after giving birth. So, the school will be short of teachers."

"Hehehe, back then, all of you girls looked at the head of the mountain with shining eyes. They didn't pay attention to us boys at all. In the end, didn't they all marry us? Not necessarily for the head of the mountain. never marry."

"Hmph! That's because the head of the mountain is dedicated to his wife. If the head of the mountain is willing to take concubines, how can it be your business?"

After the husband and wife chatted and laughed for a while, Xu Wan'er asked: "It is said that since April this year, the head of the mountain has shouted the slogan of preparing for the war. So, will the puppet Wei definitely come to fight this year?"

Ai Fei nodded silently: "The head of the mountain has no plans. It should be this year."

After hearing what Ai Fei said, Xu Wan'er couldn't help but lowered her head and touched her stomach.

Ai Fei didn't know what his wife was thinking. He smiled generously: "I'm waiting for the kindness of the mountain leader. At this time, it's time for us to serve the mountain leader. Don't worry, the fake Wei soldiers who can kill me, It hasn't been born yet!"

"Hehehe, that's true. After all, when we were in Fairy Mountain, the instructors of the All-Difficult Army said that the bodies of our group are talents he has never seen before!"

Just as Ai Fei and his wife were walking towards Yanye Primary School talking and laughing, on the other side, in a neatly arranged housing area with the same shape but closely arranged, smoke began to rise from the chimneys of each house—— The salt workers also started to get up and start cooking.

A door was violently pushed open, and a dark-skinned, muscular man came out angrily pulling a boy's ear.

The strength he used was indeed too great. The boy couldn't bear the pain and couldn't help crying.

"Oh, Moteji. Why are you beating the child so early in the morning?"

"Hey, Mrs. Zhang. This child came back last night and said that the teacher wants to invite parents! Hmph! Although I, Moteji, originally came from Chenla, I have been living in my big man for several years. I know, only in school Parents will be hired only if they don’t perform well! Sister Zhang, tell me, it’s rare for the eunuch to give us untouchable children a book to study. But this kid doesn’t know how to cherish... If you don’t beat him, who will you beat?!”

"Hehehe, Moteji, this is not necessarily the case. Asking the parents is not necessarily a bad performance. As for our grandson, he also came back last month to invite the parents. My family's Da Zhuang also beat him hard that night. I gave the child a meal. As a result, when I went the next day, I realized that I was going to give the child a small red flower—this, what did the teacher say? Oh, it is the first honor in a child’s life, and parents must be present .”

"...Huh? Is that so?" Moteji's expression instantly turned into ecstasy, but when Lao Tzu just slapped his son so hard, it seems that it is not good to apologize directly to his son at this time, so he can only be ruthless My son left a sentence: "I'll let you go now. We'll see what's going on when we get to school."

After training his son, Motji turned around and said, "Sister-in-law Zhang, is brother Da Zhuang feeling better?"

"Hehehe, it's nothing. I was stabbed in the heart by the end of a wooden gun when I was practicing yesterday, and I didn't get over it for a while. After a night's rest, I will be fine."

"Oh, that's good, that's good. Well, is Brother Big Zhuang going to fuck today?"

"Yes. I'm brushing my teeth in the house. I'll go out later."

"Oh, then I'll ask Brother Big Zhuang to ask my instructor for leave. Well, I'll try my best to arrive on time, and it won't take more than half an hour at the latest."

"Well, this is no problem. But Moteji, remember to bring the school's certificate back when you come back, otherwise the instructor will not spare you."

"Of course, thank you sister-in-law for reminding me."

The father and son left Yangong's family area and soon came to the gate of Yanye Primary School.

The summer sun rises early, and it is already bright in the morning, and the students have come to the school one after another with their schoolbags on their backs.

With shyness on his face but expectation in his eyes, Moteji walked to the door of the child's class teacher's office.

"Oh, Motekong, you are here. Huh? You are Motekong's father, right? What are you doing standing at the door? Come in quickly."

"This, this is Mr. Xu, right? I'm a pariah, how could I enter Mr. Xu's room."

"What kind of untouchables and good people, aren't we all salt workers? What? Some Han salt workers called you untouchables?"

"That's not the case, that's not the case. Everyone is kind to us people from Chenla. But, I can't read. What a sacred place is Mr.'s office. People like me..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, come in."

Coyly, Moteji entered the teacher's office as shyly as a young daughter-in-law who had just entered her husband's house.

"My surname is Xu, and I'm Mo Tekong's class teacher. I invite your parents to come today, mainly to talk about the problem of your child's failure to complete homework for five consecutive days."

What little red flower?What first personal honor requires the presence of parents?Moteji only felt a thunderbolt from the clear sky in his head.The whole person froze there.

After a while, after he realized it, he immediately turned around and gave the child a loud slap with his right hand!

Saltworker's hand strength is amazing, not to mention that this is a spearman Saltworker who has practiced stabbing for more than a year.After Mo Tekong was slapped by his father, he immediately flew upside down, and soon, there was a burst of heart-piercing crying in the classroom.

"Hey, don't do it yet, just talk about it if you have something to say."

"I think it's better to fight first and then talk. Of course, sir is a learned person, and I will listen to him."

Xu Wan'er stopped Motji, and was about to say something.But suddenly heard a burst of shrill sirens sounding from the sky above the school.

This is the first time that the tower alarm machine that has been set up since the establishment of Gongting Pavilion sounded.Such a sudden situation made Xu Wan'er and Moteji stunned for a moment.

Soon, a knight galloped up: "Pseudo-Wei invasion! Pseudo-Wei invasion! The whole pavilion enters the general mobilization! The whole pavilion enters the general mobilization! All the gun formation instructors, school teachers, soldier representatives, and the head of the salt well, within a quarter of an hour, arrive at the university. Auditorium assembly!"

(End of this chapter)