The two of them rode to the school while talking.
The distance here is far away, and it is not convenient for students to go to school, so even the class starts later than ordinary schools. Although Fang Yan and Mr. Zhao came out early, they rode a little slower on the road because of chatting, and it was not too early when they arrived, and some students who arrived early had already arrived.
When Fang Yan entered, the boy who was helping to clean the blackboard glanced at him, probably still remembering him, so he hurried out in embarrassment. Before Fang Yan came back to his senses, the boy ran back again, holding a few boiled potatoes in his hands. He stood in front of Fang Yan, raised the potatoes in his hand, and lifted them to Fang Yan's chest. before.
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Is this for me?"
The boy nodded sheepishly.
Compared with the gift that big brother gave yesterday, this is already a gift that comes to your house, but it is the only gift he can give in return. This is the breakfast he specially left, just to give back to big brother.
"Thank you." Fang Yan reached out to take it, and as soon as the potato fell into her hand, there was a sound of "Gu~" from the boy's side.
"..."
The boy blushed, and seeing that he had already picked up the potatoes, he ran out quickly.
"Wait." Fang Yan grabbed him by the collar of his back and used some strength to grab him back: "Could this be your breakfast?"
Having eaten here a lot, Fang Yan already knows the food of the people here.
The potatoes are still warm, and the entrance is not so hot that it has been a long time since it was out of the pot. The property a boy can own is limited, and he can give a very important grain as a thank-you gift, without having to think too much about it, and he knows where the grain comes from.
There is no other way than to save it from one's own food.
Suddenly caught by Fang Yan, the boy was at a loss, and when he heard Fang Yan's question, he didn't know what to do.
This boy is not very old, and he is probably very well-behaved at ordinary times, maybe he hasn't learned how to speak, but now facing Fang Yan, he can't even speak a word.
He looked up at Fang Yan, his eyes were pitiful.
"It's really your breakfast?" Fang Yan forcefully stuffed the potatoes back: "Then you should keep them for yourself. You are still young, and your body is the most important thing."
"But..." the boy pursed his lips, and still stubbornly handed the potato into his hand: "Here you are."
"I can't take it."
"...Yes, it's a thank you gift!" The boy's face flushed red: "You gave me the toy yesterday, thank you."
Fang Yan understood it, but still did not accept it: "Anything is acceptable as a thank you gift, but this is not acceptable. You are still young and still growing, so you can't be hungry. Eat your breakfast obediently, and I will be in class later. , if you are more obedient, that is my thank you."
The boy's attention was immediately attracted by his words: "Class?"
"Yes, Teacher Fang will be your music class teacher from now on." Teacher Zhao said from the side, "We will have music class from today, by the way, Xiaojun, go and see if that piano is still there. Okay, Teacher Fang will also play the piano for you."
The boy's eyes lit up, he responded and ran out immediately.
After his figure disappeared, Teacher Zhao led Fang Yan to the office again.
There were not many seats in the office, and there were not many teachers. They had already come, and when they saw Fang Yan coming in, they nodded at Fang Yan.
"There are only a few teachers in the school, who teach different grades. Chinese, mathematics, and physical education are all taught by one person. Occasionally, Brother Dong and the others will come to help me when they are free. Fortunately, these teachers in the school The child is good, and it doesn't take much effort. Now that you are here, Teacher Fang, there may be a lot of trouble for you besides the music class." Teacher Zhao was also a little embarrassed when she said: "Now that you are here, It made me feel a lot easier.”
Fang Yan smiled: "If you need my help, just ask."
"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhao hurriedly responded, smiling from ear to ear: "I'm afraid it will make you busy in the future."
"By the way, Teacher Fang, stand here and don't move. I'll go find a rag. Gao Cheng just told me about your coming last night. I didn't have time to wipe this table. I'll wipe it for you. "
Fang Yan quickly stopped him: "No need, I can do it myself."
Seeing his insistence, Teacher Zhao couldn't say anything more, so he brought him a rag and bucket, and then he was busy sorting out the content of today's class.
After Fang Yan finished wiping the table, the boy who ran away just now ran over again, sweating profusely: "Teacher, I found the piano, it's okay, I even wiped one side, it works!"
"Okay, well done, thank you." Teacher Zhao boasted: "Then you go to rest, we will have class later."
The boy nodded and ran out quickly again.
Other students also arrived one after another, and the laughter of children gradually began outside.
Before the bell rang for class, the boy who had just run away ran back again.
Fang Yan raised his head, and saw that the boy was holding a few small flowers picked from the road outside in his hand, and a small milk bottle in the other hand.
Fang Yan glanced at him, and saw that the boy's face was slowly turning red. With a blushing face, he put the glass bottle on Fang Yan's desk, which was half filled with water, and then put the bottle in the other hand. The little flower I was holding was inserted in it.
Before Fang Yan could call to stop him, the boy ran out quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"He really likes you, and he's showing his affection to you." Teacher Zhao said with a smile, "The toys you brought yesterday made those children fall in love with you. After you left yesterday, they are still talking about you." .”
Fang Yan stared at the small wild flowers blooming in the glass bottle, he poked the tender petals with his hand, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Not long after the boy ran away, Erniu's voice came from outside again.
"Brother! Brother!" Er Niu ran in bluffing, and threw herself into Fang Yan's arms with sparkling eyes: "Brother, I heard that you are going to be a teacher in our school!"
"Um."
"What are you teaching?"
"music class."
Er Niu let out a wow, her eyes brightened even more.
"Brother, can you play the piano?"
"Um."
Er Niu let out another wow, her admiration was on her face, and the admiration in her eyes was almost overflowing.