Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

"Why are you here again? Where's our mom?"

"Correct!"

Hua Mingli grinned: "Mom is over at the farm. I'll drop her off and come over."

Hua Ke raised her eyebrows and gossiped, "Have they reconciled? Tell me in detail the cause, process and outcome."

Oh my god, she can finally spend less on postage. From now on, she only needs to send to two places.

"Sister, I'm a little thirsty, can you give me a glass of water?"

Hua Ke said nothing, clenched her fists and watched him act up quietly.

"Ahem, I'll go inside and drink it myself," Hua Mingli tried to save his face. "I'm so thirsty. I'll tell you when I finish drinking."

After more than a month, he returned here again and Hua Mingli felt very familiar.

"Actually, I don't know why Mom wanted to go to the northwest. She refused to tell me the reason. When we returned to Hangzhou, she quit her job, packed her things, and asked me to come to the island. She agreed to my joining the army."

"I was so happy. She said she wanted to go to the northwest. How could I, such a filial son, let my mother travel thousands of miles alone to chase her husband? So I took her to the farm."

"How did our dad react?"

Hua Mingli frowned, "I really don't understand them."

"What, did you have a fight?"

"There was no quarrel," Hua Mingli played two roles. "Look, my father was like this, smiling warmly, 'You're here?' My mother looked cold, 'Yeah', my father still smiled, 'Come in and sit down?' My mother didn't say a word and went into the house. I was kicked out and didn't hear anything. My mother kicked me out early the next morning. I didn't know anything! Brother Chen sent me away and said he would help me take care of the awkward couple."

"So you came to me, brother Juan Wang?"

"Hehe, I'm going to go find our platoon leader later. He said he admires me and thinks I have the potential to be a soldier. I know he has good taste\^O^/"

"...As long as you are happy." Maybe they are just being polite.

Hua Mingli's return made the new recruits laugh and cry. They punched Juan Wang's chest wildly, "Why are you back to put pressure on us again? Didn't you say that the next meeting would be many years later? Are you kidding us? What's the point of meeting at the top? Let's meet in the trench!"

This time Hua Mingli did not live at home, but lived in the dormitory with the new recruits, and came to eat and drink whenever he was free. However, he failed several times because Hua Ke was not at home and Wen Chuheng was too lazy to do it.

Hua Ke was also not idle. After the school was built, Teacher Li talked to her, and then she was appointed as the principal of Jiaoye Island Primary School, although there were only 9 students at present.

Zhang Yizhong also asked her to work hard and strive to surpass the quality and quantity of students next door. Hua Ke felt a lot of pressure. If it weren't for the salary, she really wanted to leave the island overnight.

Hua Ke was the only teacher in the school, but she didn't want to be so, so she recruited two military wives as teachers. Zhao Jing, who had a high school degree, taught Chinese, and Kang Jiajia, who had a junior high school degree, taught mathematics. Hua Ke was mainly responsible for physical education, calligraphy, music, drawing, general knowledge, and logistics. She would take over for other teachers when they had leave.

Before the primary school started, a mobilization meeting was held on the island, requiring families with children of school age, both boys and girls, to go to school. The school also welcomes soldiers to go to school for extra lessons during their breaks, and literacy classes are offered on Wednesday and Saturday nights to encourage family members and soldiers to study.

There are 5 students in the preschool class, three boys and two girls, Li Ziqiang, Li Fendou, Feng Jianhua, Zhao Xiaofang, and Wen Nanzhi.

The other three students are in the first grade, two 7-year-old boys: Feng Jianshe and Du Bin, and an 8-year-old girl, Li Yumei.

In response to the slogan of "developing sports and enhancing people's physique", Hua Ke not only taught the children to swim and play football on the beach, but also built two ping-pong tables in the school. The base was stacked with stones, fixed with cement, and a rectangular piece of cement was placed on it, with a wooden board as a dividing line.

Hua Ke made ten table tennis rackets and taught all the students in the school how to play table tennis. The students would run to the table as soon as the class was over to play one-on-one or two-on-two. The students who didn't get a seat would cry and cheer for their classmates who were fighting fiercely on the field.

Wen Nanzhi grabbed a seat and started fighting fiercely with a senior girl. Even though the other girl was much taller than her, she was not afraid and the two girls fought very fiercely.

The ping-pong ball must not be allowed to fall to the ground until the class bell rings.

Hua Ke was leaning against the classroom door and chatting with Zhao Jing when she suddenly saw the bomber hiding in the dark.

Zhapao squatted dejectedly beside the stone house, staring intently at the lively ping-pong table. He also wanted to play, but he didn't want to go to class.

But Pumpkin went to class, so he could only play with the two or three-year-old kids on the island. They couldn’t speak clearly and walked unsteadily, so it was not fun at all!

But he told his mother that he would not go to school until he was six years old...

Hua Ke walked around from one direction to her son who was upset, squatted beside him and asked, "Comrade Wen Beicheng, does it look good?"

Bombard was so scared that he sat on the ground: "Mom!"

"What?" Hua Ke helped him up. "Am I a scary person? You're so scared."

Zhapao pouted and said, "My mother is the most fierce. It's so pitiful to be her student."

"Do you want to go into the classroom to attend the class?"

"No! I just came over to take a look~"

After Zha Pao finished speaking, he ran to the cafeteria, probably to find Chef Wang in the kitchen.

Tsk, what a stubborn little boy. Let’s see how long he can last.

"Ding, ding, ding..." The bell rang for class. The students reluctantly put down their table tennis rackets and returned to their seats.

"The stars in the sky are shining brightly, I am looking at Beijing from the bridge..." The three students shouted with the momentum of three companies.

“One plus one equals one, one plus two equals two, one plus three equals three…” The voice sounded a little childish and babyish.

Zhao Jing and Kang Jiajia walked to the classroom together with their textbooks. When they heard the children reading, they looked at each other and smiled, then tacitly put on serious expressions.

Hua Ke returned to the office and drew a Q version of a little girl on a piece of white paper. Then she drew the steps of the "Seven-step Hand Washing Method". When she drew the "bow" formula, a furry head popped out of the door. "Teacher Hua, your little cutie suddenly appeared~"

Hua Ke's mouth twitched, "Wen Beicheng, what can I do for you?"

"I want to play table tennis~"

"It's class time now. You are not allowed to play ball. It will affect other students. Go home and ask your parents to play with you."

Zha Pao ran over and hugged Hua Ke's waist, "You are my parent!"

"I'm at work. Ask your dad to accompany you."

"My dad has to go to work too."

"What about your sister?"

"She goes to...Mom, school is not fun!" Mom didn't even think about tricking him into going into the classroom.

Hua Ke thought that Zha Pao must have inherited his father's love for studying. She handed him the crayons and said, "Sit next to the teacher and help the teacher paint the children's hair black, their clothes red, and their fingers yellow."

"Oh!"

"Mom, is this person with a big head, big eyes, and pigtails a pumpkin?"

"The pumpkin head is not big."

"Mom, can you draw me?"

"Come to class and I'll draw you playing football."

Bombardment looked a little conflicted, "Then forget it."

Hua Ke no longer forced him. The child was still young, and it was okay to delay school for two years. After all, she would not be the one to call her sister "senior" in the future. She felt that with her daughter's intelligence, skipping a grade would not be a problem. It was better to take it step by step.