Chapter 77 My Scalp Hurts

  Qiu's mother weighed a piece of ribs and four pig trotters on Old Wang's stall in the afternoon, preparing to go home and cook a good meal for her children. These purchases were made according to the girl's preferences; if it were up to her, she would have bought some waistbands or something, which would be more fragrant with their fatty broth.

  The butcher Wang gave them the ribs after weighing, and then cut two big bones for Qiu Ye, saying it was his gift to entertain Qiu Ye.

  Wang Da Shu knew through this year's contact that Qiu Ye only liked to eat bones, not meat, and he was also catering to his taste.

  Qiu Ye was overjoyed and took the bone without hesitation, her meatball business was ready to reopen tomorrow and just needed a big bone.

  After bidding farewell to Wang Da Shu, Qiu's mother and son pushed their empty tricycle back home.

  "On the way home, Qiu Ye walked beside her mother and started talking about the gossip in their own family: "Mom, I met Wang Dan Dan's mom today. She kept asking me if it was true that you guys didn't let me go to school these days, and said something about saving money for my brother to get married."

  She was actually very curious and wanted to know the complete version of the rumor, what kind of message had been spread in the university for more than a month after she left.

  Qiu's mother heard the girl's words and immediately got angry, "Don't listen to that old woman's nonsense, they don't know anything." Qiu's mother was furious in her heart. These women who have nothing better to do every day would get together and gossip about other people's families. Originally, she wouldn't mind if they talked behind her back, but this time Xu Lanhua actually asked her own daughter these ridiculous questions, did she still want to be considered an adult? In the past, Qiu's mother didn't bother with them, so they thought she was afraid of them and wanted to bully her family. Wasn't it just because they were jealous that her family made money?

  Qiu Ye listened and said, "Is that okay? Her mother's temper is really big. It seems that she has also been deeply affected by this for some time. Usually, she speaks very carefully and doesn't scold people in front of her siblings, afraid they will learn from it."

  Qiu's mother also realized her abnormality, quickly restrained her temper, but the tone of speech was still very fiery. "You don't need to care about what those people say, they are all jealous of our family."

  Qiu Ye came to find Mom today just to remind her of this matter, now it seems that Mom knows about this matter, so there's nothing more for her to do.

  The next morning, Qiu's parents went to work as usual to make tofu. Fang's couple took the two children to school for registration.

  This time it was a division of labor and cooperation. Zhao Shuyan took Qiu Ye to the attached elementary school, while Fang Haibo took Qiu Feng to the attached middle school.

  At 7:30 in the morning, Qiu Ye pulled Zhao Shuyan's hand and appeared in Principal Ma's office, receiving the same warm welcome from Principal Ma.

  Because Fang Haibo had already asked Principal Ma for leave when school started, Qiu Ye only needs to enter the class and then go to the head teacher to get new textbooks.

  Said hello to Principal Ma. Declined Principal Ma's kindness in sending Qiu Ye into the classroom. Jokingly, she still wants to blend in at the back of the class for a few more years. If she is sent into the classroom by the principal now, not to mention how the students will react, just the teacher's thoughts alone would be enough, and she would become the student that the teacher thinks needs special care. Then wouldn't her carefree elementary school life be gone? So, no matter what, she can't let the principal send her in.

  Actually, Qiu Ye just wanted her godmother to go back too, she could find the classroom and enter by herself. But her godmother insisted on sending her to the classroom personally, she looked at her godmother's shining eyes, thinking that her godmother had finally experienced the joy of being a parent sending their child to school, she was a filial child, so she just went along with it.

  So they left the principal's office. Qiu Ye pulled her godmother, strolling towards the direction of her own classroom, introducing the school's basic facilities to her godmother along the way. Just like a child showing off to their parents, she said one by one, not even leaving out the white plaster bust on the wall.

  Finally arrived at the door of Class 1, Grade 2, Zhao Shuyan still insisted on sending her child in and only felt relieved when she saw the teacher. Qiu Ye had no choice but to put down his backpack, raise his hand politely and knock on the door.

  The door was quickly pulled open from the inside, and it was a little girl who came to open the door. Qiu Ye recognized that this was their classmate Wang Jiahui, a very quiet little girl.

  She opened the door and happened to bump into Qiu Ye face to face, Qiu Ye could clearly see the tears on her cheeks, with a look of wanting to cry but not daring to, standing at the door looking at herself outside.

  Inside, a middle-aged female teacher standing on the podium saw an unfamiliar big and small at the door, put down her hand that was still grasping a girl's hair, walked to the door, pushed Wang Jiahui who opened the door aside, and asked the people at the door with suspicion.

  "Do you have anything?"

  Qiu Ye looked at the middle-aged female teacher, feeling as if she had been electrocuted. She felt her scalp contracting in pain. How could she have forgotten such an important thing? In her previous life, it was also during the second grade that she changed Chinese teachers to this Teacher Han. For a whole year afterwards, she lived in fear, most afraid of attending Chinese class. As soon as she heard Teacher Han's voice, she would start trembling with conditioned reflexes and stutter when speaking.

  All the abnormal situations are because Teacher Han is a person who advocates for "students won't become skilled if they aren't beaten", "students won't be afraid of you if they aren't beaten". Once students make mistakes, she doesn't use rods or pointers, but likes to grab students' hair and shake it back and forth.

  Qiu Ye looked at Teacher Han in front of her, and all she could think was that no matter what she said now, she couldn't get into this class, and she didn't want to come to school anymore.

  She said with a sobbing voice to Zhao Shuyan behind her: "Auntie, I have a headache and don't want to go to school today. Let's go home."

  Qiu Ye was really having a headache, especially her scalp hurt. She wanted to go home immediately and ask her parents to change her class or even school if necessary. In short, she couldn't stay in this class taught by Teacher Han. Not even for one morning, because what if the teacher didn't like her and did something bad to her on her first day of school? That would be terrible, so she definitely couldn't stay here today.

  Zhao Shuyan also saw the teacher take down his hand from the head of that girl who was still crying, although she didn't know the specific situation, but directly felt that there was something wrong with this teacher, why did both girls cry, and the children sitting below all shrunk their shoulders, without any lively atmosphere in the classroom.

  At this time, hearing Xiaoye's words, he subconsciously clenched his fist and held her hand tightly.

  Ms. Han, standing in front of them, listened to Qiu Ye's words and understood that this was the Qiu Ye classmate who had been absent from school all along. She frowned, looking sternly at the little girl leaning on the woman behind her, thinking that this girl was really spoiled and would have to be educated well in the future.

  Qiu Ye didn't know that she had actually been targeted by this teacher at first sight.

  "You're Qiu Ye, right? You've been absent for over a month now. How come you still don't want to attend school? Since you can come here, then come on in. Let your parents hurry up and go to work. At your age, how can you still be sent by your parents? Don't you have any self-care ability?" Teacher Han looked at this girl named Qiu Ye with some displeasure, and glared at her several times while speaking.

  Qiu Ye looked at Han teacher's eyes shooting out cold light, her whole body trembled and she kept leaning back on her godmother.

  "Mom, I don't want to go to school, it's too hard, I want to go home."

  Zhao Shuyan also saw the way Mr. Han looked at her daughter, and then she felt that Xiaoye's body was trembling all over. She was very unhappy with this teacher's attitude towards children, what's the point of scaring them for no reason?

  "Sorry to trouble you, teacher. We originally came here for our child's first day of school, but this kid is physically weak and doesn't feel well after coming here, so we won't attend class today. I'll take the kid back home to rest and recover, and we'll come again when they're fully recovered."

  Zhao Shuyan is a well-bred person, she won't quarrel with others or speak ill of them. She always has a gentle and soft demeanor when speaking to anyone, even if she doesn't like the teacher's attitude at this time, she still speaks politely to the teacher.

  Mr. Han was very unhappy with the parents' indulgence of their children, so after hearing this, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter and his face fell. He took a step back and said: "Since you parents all spoil your children like this, what can I as a teacher say? If you want to go back, then go back, but don't come crying to me again when the child doesn't learn anything."

  She said with a loud bang and closed the classroom door.

  Zhao Shuyan also furrowed her brow outside the door, and the polite smile that had been maintained on her face was gone. She thought to herself, "This teacher's quality is really too low, can they teach children well with this level of ability?"

  Qiu Ye saw that she didn't have to go to school today, so she pulled her godmother to leave the school quickly, as if afraid someone would catch up from behind. Zhao Shuyan also followed her, quickening their pace towards home.

  But when she got to the school gate, Qiu Ye slowed down again. Just thinking about it all the way here, she realized that even if she went back home now, at most she would just be lazy for a few days, and after a few days she would still have to come back to school. What would happen then? She thought about changing schools, but that wasn't very realistic - her parents wouldn't let her stay home just because the school was a few steps away. So all that was left was to change classes, but if she suddenly said she wanted to change classes without any reason, she didn't have confidence that she could persuade her stepdad. Therefore, she wanted to take advantage of today's opportunity to first persuade her stepmom - in short, she didn't want to be in Mr. Han's class anymore, and she didn't want people grabbing her hair again.

  In a matter of minutes, Qiu Ye thought through the whole thing and decided what to do.

  She pulled Zhao Shuyan and said: "Auntie, I want to go to the toilet, I'm bursting, let's go to the toilet first."

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