Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

"Okay, now students take a break and wait for the teacher to come back and continue talking."

Ran Qiuye stepped off the platform, closed the door and walked to the school gate.

At the school gate, a burly figure straddled a shiny black bicycle, emitting a pale golden brilliance under the sunlight.

"Wang Weidong!" Ran Qiuye felt happy and ran over quickly.

Although Wang Weidong clearly refused to talk to her about a relationship, he still left a deep impression on her.

In particular, he donated so much stationery all at once, which made Ran Qiuye sigh that there are indeed people with high moral character in this world.

Children from poor families received pencils, erasers, and stationery, and all of them showed happy smiles.

These smiling faces suddenly illuminate Ran Qiuye's life.

It made her feel that there are more important things in this world than poems and songs.

Ran Qiuye also spent five yuan this month to buy a lot of stationery and give them to the students.

Wang Weidong saw Ran Qiuye running over like a little white rabbit, and quickly took out the stationery from the canvas bag and handed it over:

"This is a donation from an old man. You can distribute it to the students on his behalf."

"There is another donation. The stationery from last time has not been distributed yet." Ran Qiuye took the stationery and took a cursory look and was a little shocked.

"More than thirty pencils, more than fifty erasers, more than one hundred pinyin books..."

"That's a lot, it costs about ten yuan."

Ran Qiuye looked at Wang Weidong suspiciously.

These days, when everyone doesn’t have enough to eat, who would spend so much money and donate so much stationery?

Wang Weidong must be driving a truck and earning extra money.

Well, truck drivers are so rich!

Seeing that Ran Qiuye didn't believe his words, Wang Weidong could only smile bitterly and said:

"It's okay, that old man is rich and generous."

Of course, he is still a teacher in your school...

"Then thank the old man for me."

Once fresh, twice familiar, Ran Qiuye did not refuse and held the stationery in his arms.

"Then I'll go back. The students are still waiting for class." Ran Qiuye's eyes revealed a little happiness, a little reluctant to leave.

She wanted to say a few more words to Wang Weidong, even just one sentence.

"Go!" Wang Weidong was afraid of her look, so he got on his bicycle and was about to leave.

This guy doesn't say anything unnecessary!

Ran Qiuye stamped his feet and raised his mouth slightly: "Wait!"

"What's going on?" Wang Weidong put his feet on the ground and stopped where he was.

Ran Qiuye pouted and asked: "Last time I asked you to learn more cultural knowledge and try to go to university for further studies. Did you study it?"

Mentioning this matter, Wang Weidong also had a headache.

This little girl from a scholarly family was crazy and wanted him to study and find a way to go to college.

Little did she realize that the wind was about to pick up.

Being a worker in a factory is much safer than being a college student or teacher.

"Let's talk about it later!" He got on his bicycle impatiently and was about to leave.

In the classroom in the distance, there was suddenly an earth-shattering scream, which startled a group of old storks to fly out of the woods nearby.

Wang Weidong was also riding a bicycle and looking towards the campus.

When Ran Qiuye heard the sound, his face changed drastically: "No, the children in the classroom were fighting!"

With that said, she ran towards the classroom.

The old man at Mengang also followed closely with a stick.

Wang Weidong wanted to ride his bicycle back and continue studying the sprinkler, but then he thought that Bangge seemed to be in Ran Qiuye's class.

"Maybe this guy Bangge did something bad!"

"Maybe we can go to the theater!"

It's been a long time since I've been to the theater, and Wang Weidong feels a little nostalgic.

Wang Weidong was also riding a bicycle and followed behind.

Ran Qiuye pushed away the classroom students, and Wang Weidong quickly came over.

I have to say that classrooms in this era were really simple.

The floor is paved with blue bricks, the walls are black and gray, and the table is a long bench, also called a stool.

Students bring their own benches, which come in all shapes and sizes, including small benches, mats, and stones.

Chalk is powder ground from stones, very similar to chalk.

The large blackboard is made of cement and lampshade ash (the black smoke that comes out after kerosene is lit, and is the product of long-term accumulation in the lampshade, acting as black fuel) and is applied to the wall. If the color fades, it will be repainted.

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There are only two new books on arithmetic and Chinese, but they are expensive, so students usually wrap them in brown paper.

Students do not have uniforms, and the clothes they wear are all adapted from adults' clothes. It is called the new three years, the old three years, and three years of sewing and mending. The coats and trousers are all washed white, and the collar, elbows, and knees are all stained.

Fully patched.

Poor and useless, no joke.

"I let you steal! I'll beat you to death!"

"Little thief!"

A burst of noise woke up Wang Weidong.

I looked up and saw a tall boy at the back of the classroom, holding down a thin boy, slapping him with a big hand and shooting from left to right.

“pia pia pia!”

The boy was beaten until he screamed and cried for his father and mother.

A classmate nearby kept applauding: "Well done, this coward should have been beaten long ago."

Good guy, the guy who got beaten is not very popular.

When he saw the boy who was beaten clearly, Wang Weidong couldn't help but feel happy.

It's none other than Thief of Saints.

Wait until Ran Qiuye rushes to the two of them.

Banggeng's face had been bruised and bruised, his nose was beaten crooked, blood was flowing, and the corners of his mouth were split.

"Wang Tiedan, how could you hit classmate Jia Geng?" Teacher Ran quickly stepped forward and pulled the two away.

Wang Tiedan didn't seem to understand his hatred, he broke away and kicked Jia Gong twice.

These two feet happened to be in the key position, causing Banggeng to turn his eyes white and let out screams again and again.

"Hiss" The surrounding students all covered their vital parts.

"Wang Tiedan, stop!" Teacher Ran pulled Wang Tiedan back with a straight face.

She asked with a tigerish face: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Banggeng was lying on the ground, weak and with a look of pain on his face. He said first, "Teacher, Wang Tiedan hit me, 5555."

"I'm about to be beaten to death, you have to make the decision for me."

As he spoke, tears flowed from his eyes and he looked extremely aggrieved.

Teacher Ran frowned, she knew Bangge was not a good thing.

Don't be biased.

Then he looked at Wang Tiedan: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Teacher, just now Jia Gen took advantage of me going to the toilet and stole my pencils, erasers, and homework books." Wang Tiedan looked angrily and pointed to the stationery on the table: "These are the ones donated to us by a strange uncle."

When Wang Weidong heard this, he became even more happy.

This is really unintentional.

Jia Gen must have been coveting other people's new stationery, and he relapsed into his old habit, and he was caught red-handed.

He was already lame, so naturally he was no match for the tall and powerful Wang Tiedan, so he was beaten to a pulp like this.

When Teacher Ran heard about it, he realized that it involved theft, which was something that the school could no longer solve.

Moreover, some of the stationery that Banggeng stole was worth at least two yuan, which is quite a lot.

Logically speaking, it should be reported to the police station.

Although she didn't like Banggong, she was kind-hearted and decided to give Banggong a chance.

"Old Wang, could you please make a trip and notify the parents of both parties to come and see if this matter can be resolved within our school." Ran Qiuye turned around and told the gatekeeper.

"Okay!" Mr. Mengang said, turning around and running outside.

Wang Weidong stopped him: "Uncle, get on my bicycle."

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