Golden Fishing Village

On the second day after the opening of the sea, another major event occurred in Longtou Village. Another group of children were leaving their primary school at home and entering middle school. They were promoted from the sixth grade to the first grade of junior high school.

The three grades of junior high school are in the town. From then on, these children have to leave home to go to school in wind, rain, sand and snow.

Ao Xiaoniu and others were this group of students. Lu Zhizi asked Ao Muyang to help send his children. He was surprised for a moment when he learned that these familiar monkeys were about to enter junior high school:

"No, are they in junior high school? Are they still children?"

Lu Zhizi smiled and said, "In our eyes, they will always be children."

Ao Muyang was bashful. Indeed, when he came back last June, Ao Xiaoniu was ten years old and in the fifth grade. In September this year, he should be in the first grade of junior high school.

In the past, when they were in junior high school, they would report on their own. Things are different now. In order to ensure the safety of children, rural primary schools have to organize children to report.

The teachers have to lead the team, and Lu Zhizi, as the sixth-grade head teacher, has to lead the team even more.

This time was no different from a trip. The children packed a lot of textbooks in large and small bags. Lu Zhizi asked Ao Muyang to drive to help transport the things.

In addition, she prepared gifts for the students for the new semester, which also needed to be delivered by Ao Muyang.

When the two arrived at the campus, Lu Zhizi's expression became sentimental. She looked at the classroom at the back and said, "You're right, time flies so fast. We have to send away a group of children so soon."

"Don't be sad, we can see you again in the future." Ao Muyang comforted, "Most of their homes are in the village, either Longtou Village or Wangjia Village, Longwangzhuang, etc. They are very close to each other."

Lu Zhizi rolled his eyes at him: "Who wants you to say this? I want you to hug me."

Ao Muyang happily went up to hug her, patted her back gently and said: "Oh, although we are so close, we can't be together day and night after all. Thinking about it makes me feel really uncomfortable! You cry, lean on my shoulder Cry bitterly!”

Lu Zhizi kicked him gently with the toe of his shoe, what a guy!

After calming down, Lu Zhizi entered the classroom. Lao Ao leaned against the wall with his arms folded and looked in from the window.

He was stunned as soon as he saw Lu Zhizi enter the door, so he followed Lu Zhizi's eyes and looked at the blackboard, and saw lines of words written on it in an orderly manner and crookedly:

Dear, dear Teacher Lu, due to graduation needs, I need to ask for advice and take leave (forever). I hope you will approve it.

The signature is: Longtou Primary School, all sixth grade students.

Seeing these words, the sadness that Ao Muyang had finally suppressed for Lu Zhizi burst out again. Emotions were like magma, splashing along the scars torn open in the earth like rift valleys, surging continuously!

The young female teacher sent away a group of students for the first time. This was her first complete teaching course for the school year. She was not even the sixth grade teacher at first, but only took over the teaching teaching midway, but these students were very important to her. It's so different.

She will have batches of students in the future, but it will be difficult to have the same feeling as when she was leading a group of students.

The classroom was quiet, with twenty-four children in the class sitting there obediently. Lu Zhizi looked at the blackboard in silence. For several minutes, the sound of a needle dropping could be heard in the classroom.

Ao Muyang's comfort on the road finally worked. Lu Zhizi was very sad, but at least he couldn't hold back his tears.

After spending a few minutes suppressing the turbulent emotions in her heart, she smiled nonchalantly and said, "Who wrote it? The handwriting is so ugly, how can you have the nerve to write a leave request?"

She picked up the chalk and wrote three words one by one: Disagree.

The muscles and bones are strong, and the strength penetrates the back of the paper!

After writing a few words, she sat slantedly on the desk and faced the students with her back, as if she was admiring the words, but without any sense of pride, her back was so lonely.

Ao Muyang was wondering whether he should go in and give the female teacher a hug, but there were too many students here. It would not be good for him to be so blatant, as he could easily hurt these children.

At this time Ao Xiaojun stood up and said: "Teacher Lu, today I apologize to you on behalf of us bad students. This may be the last apology. We have always made you angry before. But we are not bad, we just like you, Want to attract your attention to us..."

"Teacher Lu, I'm sorry, we made you angry before." Several children stood up and said together.

Ao Muyang sighed: These children are really good at seeking death. They will not let go until Lu Zhizi is made to cry!

Sure enough, Lu Zhizi's suppressed sadness exploded. Emotions quickly invaded her eyes like lightning, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Everyone sit down. The teacher has never been angry or angry. On the contrary, the best memories of the teacher are all with you, with you. The happiest memories are also like this." Her voice became louder after speaking. Choked.

Ao Muyang touched his chin, women, you are so fickle. He remembered that Lu Zhizi also told him this.

The children went up and hugged her together. Ao Muyang shrugged and went to the playground. The time and space at this moment belonged to Lu Zhizi and the twenty-four students.

Other teachers gradually entered the classroom, and the overwhelming feeling of separation became increasingly difficult to control.

Lu Zhizi's sadness lasted until the next day. The next day, the new students in sixth grade entered the classroom. The old classmates met again after a summer vacation. Everyone was extremely excited, chattering, squeaking, and sitting on the fire with a group of monkeys. Pile on.

Seeing the new group of children, Lu Zhizi finally became happy. These were her new students.

However, the two sides are not strangers. Lu Zhizi teaches the fourth, fifth and sixth grade classes. She started teaching this group of children last year, but she started to be their class teacher today.

"Teacher Lu, Teacher Lu, everyone stand up and applaud, come on, welcome Teacher Lu with warm applause." A dark and strong boy stood up and clapped.

Ao Muyang knew this boy. He was Yang Shizi, the son of Yang Shuyong, whom he rescued from the big clam. He was naughty and good at making trouble.

Standing outside the window, he had already anticipated the scene at this time next year. It is estimated that Yang Shizi will stand up and say what Ao Xiaojun said yesterday.

The students clapped their hands, and Lu Zhizi smiled and waved to say hello: "Thank you, classmates, Teacher Lu also welcomes everyone to join the sixth grade family."

"Thank you, Teacher Lu, we also prepared a gift for you." Yang Shizi grinned.

Lu Zhizi pursed her lips and said: "Really? In fact, don't be angry with Teacher Lu in the next year. This is the best gift."

Yang Shizi waved his hand and said: "That's impossible."

Ao Muyang couldn't help laughing.

The gift that the students prepared for her was really unique. It was a small handicraft made of a large river clam. When the river clam was opened, there was a classroom inside, with a lecture table, a blackboard, and student desks.

There was a line of words on the lid of the river clam, which read: Longtou Primary School, Grade 6.

After giving the gift, Yang Shizi did not leave, but asked: "Teacher Lu, hey, have you prepared any gifts for us?"

Lu Zhizi accepted the river clam with surprise and said: "Yes, come on, everyone hand in your summer vacation garden to me, I have prepared a set of graduate exercise books for each of you!"