Chapter 23

The principal has not slept well for two nights, and the whole person is seven or eight years older than two days earlier, as if he is directly entering old age from middle age. Song Zhaodi's light-hearted words made the principal who was waiting for her tirade choked: "Xiao Song, Teacher Yao's business is not her personal business."

"That's right." A middle-aged male teacher chimed in, "If something goes wrong with Mr. Yao, the students will also take the opportunity to make trouble, and the school will have to suspend classes at that time."

Song Zhaodi: "I never lie. Principal, this teacher, if you should publish a new book, go ahead and publish a new book. The students asked about Mr. Yao, and everyone said that Mr. Yao was sick."

"Does Xiao Song really have a way?" The principal couldn't think of any way she could, and reminded, "This matter should not be publicized, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Song Zhaodi nodded: "I know what to do. However, I would like to remind everyone that if students desert in class, please don't beat or scold students at will."

"We will pay attention to the method." The principal said, "Xiao Song, do you need our help?"

Song Zhaodi said: "No. I can't even do this trivial thing, and I will be in vain in a few years."

Everyone suddenly thought that the youngest middle school teacher, Song Zhaodi, was a college student. If the university had not been forced to suspend classes, Song Zhaodi would most likely have stayed at the school to teach. No matter how bad he is, he is also a high school teacher.

The principal got up: "Comrade Song Zhaodi, please!" As he spoke, he bent down.

Song Zhaodi was taken aback: "No, no, Principal."

"I'll help you lead the three babies." One of the female teachers in her early thirties said.

Song Zhaodi waved her hand: "It's easier to do things with him. When the student asks, I say Sanwa shits. Go home and wash his ass."

A teacher whose parents had been sent to the countryside looked at Song Zhaodi's back with worry: "She is a young man who has not experienced anything, can she do it?"

"She can't? We can only wait for the Revolutionary Committee to investigate." The principal said, "We should trust Xiao Song."

Song Zhaodi left the junior high school and went to the elementary school.

The kindergarten and preschool are adjacent to the first grade. The teachers of the preschool will teach a little something. The kindergarten is a nursery class, and several teachers watch the children play.

Song Zhaodi went to the door of the nursery class, saw Erwa following the teacher learning to fold the plane, sighed, and called him out. Immediately go to the preschool to find the big baby.

The big baby ran out and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Of course I have something to do with you." Song Zhaodi said, "Go get your schoolbag, let's go home now."

The big eyes like Zhong Jianguo are full of hope: "You don't need to go to school?"

"No." Song Zhaodi said to the teacher and went back with the two children.

As the weather warms up, it’s time to grow vegetables again. Sister Duan finished washing her clothes, wrapped her hair in a towel, and began to turn the floor. Hearing a familiar voice, he stood on tiptoe and looked outside, and Erwa was jumping and running towards the house.

Sister-in-law Duan didn't even think about it, she threw down her hoe and walked over: "Xiao Song, why did you come back all of a sudden?"

"Auntie, I was just looking for you." Song Zhaodi handed Sanwa to the eldest, "Leading my brother to play in the house, I will tell my grandma something." Then she walked into the yard.

Sister-in-law Duan saw that she was deliberately avoiding the child, and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Song Zhaodi talked about the divorce between Head Qian and Mr. Yao. Seeing that Mrs. Duan wanted to speak, Song Zhaodi grabbed her arm: "Auntie, listen to me, Mr. Yao can't get a divorce. Mr. Yao has been labeled as a capitalist, open If this is the case, other teachers can't run away. If they have an accident, no one will teach our children."

"I know." Sister-in-law Duan said, stunned, "You specifically told me that you wanted me to persuade?"

Song Zhaodi: "The person who wants to divorce is the head of Qian, not Mr. Yao. You can't persuade this. My aunt has a lot of respect here. I want to ask you to help me find out which female officer Qian is close to."

"You, what do you mean..." Sister Duan looked around and saw no one, "You suspect that there is something wrong with Head Qian's life style."

Song Zhaodi: "It's not that I doubt him. I asked someone on the way back from school. The youngest child of Head Qian is in the third year of junior high school. It can be said that he doesn't need to worry about the three children, and his wife is virtuous. Why is he so good? Days but?

"Pick yourself up to get promoted? He is my Uncle Liu, and Uncle Liu can work for another fifteen years. Divorce for fifteen years to get his turn as a teacher? Unless his head is caught in the door. So, I I think it's just a matter of style."

"Then, I'll go now?" Sister Duan asked.

Song Zhaodi: "The sooner, the better. Political commissar Lu has talked to the principal. Since the principal has not issued a certificate, the two have not divorced yet. If Head Qian insists on divorce, the principal cannot delay it any longer."

"This little money, what does he think? Mr. Yao has also taught Liu Ping and Liu Wei. I heard from two children before that Mr. Yao is very gentle. She is embarrassed to scold the students for making trouble." Sister-in-law Duan frowned. " Still an intellectual, what a nice guy."

Song Zhaodi thought to herself that good women are most likely to encounter scumbags: "Auntie, don't feel emotional. Except for the teachers in the school, I will only tell you one person. You must help me keep it a secret."

"Don't look at your aunt who hasn't gone to school, I've also been to the battlefield and dealt with devils." Sister-in-law Duan said, "This little thing is really nothing to me."

Song Zhaodi dared to look for her, naturally knowing that she was not an ordinary housewife, and smiled: "Please aunt."

Sister-in-law Duan waved her hand and went to the hospital with the most women.

Song Zhaodi went back to the house and called the big baby to him: "Do you know Head Qian?"

"I don't know." Zhong Dawa was curious, "Why are you looking for him?"

Song Zhaodi: "If I don't look for him, I will look for Qian Qinghua, the youngest son of the head of Qian. Can Dawa go to your little friend, ask who knows Qian Qinghua, and find him secretly in our house."

"Stepmother, why do you look like a spy chief?" Zhong Dawa looked at Song Zhaodi with suspicion.

Song Zhaodi choked up, this child must be playing "Down with Little Japan" and "Down with Lao Jiang" too much: "I want to do something very secret, even your father can't tell it. Zhong Dawa, you are a six-year-old. The little man, can this task be completed?"

"Linzhong must know." Zhong Dawa didn't want to be looked down upon by Song Zhaodi, "but Linzhong is at school."

Song Zhaodi: "I guess you must have a way to call them out without disturbing anyone."

"Of course!" Zhong Dawa said without hesitation.

Song Zhaodi: "Go now and come over from your grandpa Liu when you come back. Don't let Lin Zhong's mother see it, or she will chase after you and ask what you are looking for in Lin Zhong."

"Okay." Zhong Dawa agreed and ran to school.

The family home in the school for the children of the army is very close. Zhong Dawa stepped on her short legs and arrived at the fifth grade where Lin Zhong was in within ten minutes. Googling called out Lin Zhong, and asked Lin Zhong to help him find Qian Qinghua.

Today is the first day of school. The students are all in the school. Lin Zhong, who does not know Qian Qinghua, shouts at the door of the third grade, Qian Qinghua, your father is looking for you. Called people out.

Thin and tall Qian Qinghua went to the door, but he didn't see his father, a small one on the left and a half-large on the right, stunned: "Who are you?"

"Look for someone who has something to do with you." Lin Zhong, who was a head shorter than him, grabbed Qian Qinghua and dragged him outside.

Wengzhou Island is the site of the East China Sea Fleet, and the island is very safe. Qian Qinghua also saw that the people who were looking for him were two children, and they couldn't beat him if they went in together, so he simply followed the two out of the school to see what they were going to do.

At the door of Zhong's house, Qian Qinghua understood: "Zhong Dawa, is my father at your house?"

"No, I, my mother is looking for you." Zhong Dawa pushed the person in, "Linzhong, thank you."

Lin Zhong waved his hand: "You're welcome. Next time you cook something delicious in your house, help me steal it, and I'll help you."

"Okay." Zhong Dawa agreed, "I'll find you at noon."

The twelve-year-old boy showed his big white teeth. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the door of his house was moving, and he ran away.

Qian Qinghua had heard about Song Zhaodi from his mother's mouth, and was even more puzzled. What would Song Zhaodi do if she didn't ask his mother for something?

Song Zhaodi didn't go around the corner, she rushed the eldest baby and the second baby upstairs, and asked, "Qinghua, do you want your father and your mother to divorce?"

"How do you know?" Qian Qinghua blurted out.

Song Zhaodi raised her eyebrows: "Don't worry about how I know. I asked if you are like your father and despise your mother?"

"I—" On Wengzhou Island, apart from the fishermen, I was a member of the military, and there was no one to criticize, which caused the children here to be unfamiliar with the "revolution". Qian Qinghua knew for a long time that his grandfather's family was rich, but no one ever told him that he could not communicate with his grandfather's family.

Song Zhaodi: "Your mother is also a party member. The organization allows her to join the party, which means that your mother's identity is no problem. The army allows your mother to join the army, which means that she is no problem-"

In fact, Qian Qinghua couldn't understand, how his mother became a "seven black", she couldn't help but ask, "Then why did my father say not to divorce my mother, my mother will affect our whole family. ?"

Song Zhaodi told her guess, and despite Qian Qinghua's shock, she continued, "Do you want a mom who is not a few years older than you, or do you want your mom?"

"I, it's impossible!" Qian Qinghua stared, "My dad is not that kind of person at all. I, I shouldn't have come here." After speaking, he turned and walked out.

Song Zhaodi had expected that he would be very excited: "Wait. Your father is really not that kind of person, I will advise your mother, when she divorces from your father, I will let her go to our village. Our village is a mountain nest, a revolutionary faction. Don't go there.

"But I've heard the wind that your dad is very close to a lesbian. The reason I brought you here is to ask you to check secretly. If there's no such thing, I'll just pretend I didn't hear anything. "

"Why should I help you check my dad?!" Qian Qinghua felt that this was simply inexplicable.

Song Zhaodi smiled and picked up the letter on the table: "If you don't check it, I will hand this letter to the commander of the military region and say that there is something wrong with your father's life style."

"You, how can you do this?" Qian Qinghua's eyes widened in disbelief, "You slandered others without verification—"

Song Zhaodi was very single: "I'm busy and don't have time to check. Once this letter is delivered, your father will be suspended for inspection if there is any problem."

"Then if I find out my dad, he-"

Song Zhaodi: "I listened to Teacher Yao, she can do what she says." After a pause, "Qian Qinghua, your mother is now in her forties and has never done farm work. You want your mother to spend the rest of her life in the countryside. He died? I don't know when."

As soon as the word "death" came out, the balance in Qian Qinghua's heart instantly fell to his mother.

Song Zhaodi saw the opportunity and continued: "Your mother has been with the army for so many years and has hardly gotten along with her family. Even if your grandmother and uncle are capitalists, what does it have to do with her?

"There is a saying in our countryside, the girl who is married is the water that is poured out. From the moment your mother married your father, she is your family member, and it will be buried in your family's ancestral grave a hundred years later.

"The Yao family just treats her as a relative now. Just because the relative is a capitalist or a rich peasant, they have to get divorced. Half of the couples in the country have to get divorced."

Qian Qinghua thought about it for a while, but he really never went back to his mother's house. Because they have to attend classes and take care of their brothers and sisters, it is good to be able to go back once every two years.

Song Zhaodi: "Your father and Captain Zhong are comrades-in-arms. I didn't want to slander our old Zhong's comrades-in-arms, so I asked Dawa to find you. But your attitude disappointed me so much."

"Mr. Song, you, you too—" Pointing to the letter on the table, Qian Qinghua said, "You scared me too."

Song Zhaodi: "I didn't want to scare you. Your father is not at home all the year round, and your mother takes care of you. I thought that when I told you about this, you would turn to your mother. I never thought you would trust your father and doubt your mother.

"As for this letter, it was not addressed to the leaders of the military, but was delivered by the postman. When I was not at home, the postman delivered the letter to the Lin family next door. Before you came in, Lin Zhong's mother just left."

Qian Qinghua was stunned: "I, I heard from the first-year students that Teacher Song is very good. I thought they were exaggerating. I didn't expect that, I didn't expect you to be so good."

Song Zhaodi smiled: "To go or not to go? If you don't go, I don't mind writing a letter."

"What should I do?" Qian Qinghua didn't dare to underestimate Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi: "Go to your dad's study to find out if there are any love poems or tokens of love. Think back to which woman often goes to your dad. Art troupes, hospitals, schools, supply and marketing cooperatives, non-staple food factories, and fishermen on the island. Probably In these aspects, it is very easy to check.”

"Simply put."

Song Zhaodi: "It's very simple. When you go to the supply and marketing agency, you can ask casually if your dad has ever bought cigarettes or matches. When you go to the hospital, you can ask your dad if he has taken gauze or medicine. I believe that tomorrow afternoon at the latest. , you can find out."

"I'll try." Qian Qinghua said.

Song Zhaodi: "I hope you don't be stupid and tell your dad about it in advance, it won't do him any good."

"Who else knows about this besides you?" Qian Qinghua didn't want to leave the motherfucker, he was willing to check it out. He was also afraid that if he hadn't found out, others would stab the matter to the commander.

Song Zhaodi: "Several teachers in the school know about it. I didn't know about your mother until I arrived at school in the morning. However, they don't mind their own business.

"Mr. Yao's affairs have nothing to do with me, but our third child still wears shoes made by your mother. Yao is so kind to our third child, I can't pretend I don't know."

When Qian Qinghua came in, he noticed the tiger-toed shoes on Sanwa's feet. When he thought that it was at most ten o'clock at the moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "You came up with such a method in just two hours, Teacher Song, I admire you. ."

"You're welcome!" Song Zhaodi said, "Don't let me down again."