Yin Lei quickly pulled Fan Yiran's pants and looked at it, and said to Fu Song: "Okay, Teacher Fu, then I'll go back first."

Fu Song sent the mother and mother to the gate. After coming back, he pointed at Fu Kang with his fingers, and said with a grudge: "If you continue like this, be careful not to find a wife when you grow up!"

Fu Kangzhen said, "I don't want a wife, I just want my mother!"

Fu Song: “….”

Others don’t know what this little bastard is, but he knows it very well. He looks honest before going to college. After going to college, after four years of undergraduate studies, his girlfriend changed several times. Until he graduated from a doctorate, he still didn’t have a fixed girlfriend. Zhang Xiu almost made him worried.

It was not until the age of 31 that they got married, but they got married with their children. Six months later, they gave birth to a fat daughter.

I saw the old man at the age of three, but Fu Song found that this sentence didn't seem to work very well on Fu Kang, but Fu Shengyuan showed that signs...

September 1st, the day when primary and secondary schools start.

Fu Rui is in the fifth grade this semester, but her household registration has not been moved here, so she can only go to school as a borrowed student.

Early in the morning, Fu Song personally sent Fu Rui to the school.

Fu Rui was divided into Class 2, Grade 5. The class teacher was a woman. She ticked the roster and signaled that Fu Rui could go in.

Fu Song originally wanted to get close to the class teacher, but the other party was obviously not very enthusiastic, so he was too lazy to say more and turned around and left.

When he got home, he saw Fu Shengyuan holding a little puppy and frowned and said, "Where did you pick it up?"

Fu Shengyuan said: "Grandpa Feng gave it to me, this is for me!"

Du Juan explained from the side: "Mr. Feng has just arrived. Seeing that you are not at home, you put down your puppy and left."

Fu Song remembered that Feng Tianfang seemed to have said this some time ago, and glanced at the little puppy. It was a German black dog. This kind of dog was very common in Mucheng later, but it was a rare thing at this time.

"How long has it been since you recited poetry?" Fu Kang was sent to kindergarten, and he was the only one left at home. Fu Song planned to talk to him well.

Fu Shengyuan immediately began to pretend to be pitiful: "Dad, will I be fine if I will carry it in the afternoon?"

Fu Song said: "What did your mother say before she left?"

Fu Shengyuan asked, "When will mom be back?"

Fu Song smiled and said, "That's not sure, maybe you're on the way back now."

"Okay." Fu Shengyuan said dejectedly. He was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid of me.

Du Juan has placed today's newspaper on the stone table. After browsing all the newspapers, it is time to go to school to pick Fu Rui back for lunch.

I walked to the gate of the Affiliated High School. After waiting for a while, the bell rang after class.

"Uncle Fu, why are you here?"

When Fu Song saw that it was Feng Luan, he laughed and scolded: "I ran so fast after school, and I must have not listened carefully in class."

Feng Luan laughed and said, "As soon as the third class was over, I was so hungry that I put my chest on my back. Are you waiting for someone?"

Fu Song said: "My niece is also going to school here, mutter, I won't come anymore."

Feng Luan looked along Fu Song's finger, "Oh my god, why is this girl so handsome...

Fu Rui ran over with her schoolbag on her back and said, "Uncle San, when did you come?"

Fu Song said: "I just came here, so I will introduce you to a friend..."

"My name is Feng Luan. This year, I am in the first grade of junior high school. What grade are you in?"

Only then did Fu Rui notice the thin Feng Luan and said a little restrainedly: "Fifth grade."

Feng Luan immediately patted his chest and said, "I will protect you in school from now on!"

Fu Rui moved a step aside and ignored him at all.

Fu Song slapped him on the back of the head: "Who did you learn from? Do your grandpa know?"

Feng Luan shrank his neck and said, "Do you didn't say it."

On the way home, Feng Luan followed Fu Rui slowly, found an opportunity to come up and ask, "Hey, don't you know what your name is?"

"Fu Rui."

"The stamen of the flower stamen? This name sounds good!"

Fu Song suddenly felt a bad feeling. This kid was not the niece who had just fallen in love and wanted to fuck me, right?

It's been a week since school started, and Fu Rui no longer needs to be picked up by Fu Song, because Feng Luan would "pass by" at home every morning and noon, and then naturally go to school with Fu Rui. At noon, after school in the evening, he would "stop" Fu Rui to his doorstep.

Fu Song watched patiently and coldly for a few days, and quietly followed him twice, but found nothing abnormal.

But he knew one truth: he was not afraid of thieves stealing, but was afraid of thieves thinking about it. Such things must be eliminated in the bud.

After lunch, Fu Song saw Fu Rui lying on the coffee table and writing and painting, and curiously came over, "What are you doing?"

Fu Rui didn't raise her head and said, "Tomorrow it's Teacher's Day, I'll write a few greeting cards for the teacher."

Fu Song said with relief: "You are quite considerate."

Fu Rui said: "What am I? Many classmates and parents in our class give gifts to the teacher. My deskmate's father gave two kilograms of tea to the head teacher yesterday, which cost dozens of dollars."

The muscles on Fu Song's face twitched twice, and his eyes couldn't help but squint, trying to make his voice sound friendly: "Oh, is that? How do you know they give gifts?"

"They said it themselves. During the two days of breaks, everyone was asking each other about what to send."

"Why don't you give it?"

Fu Rui stopped writing, raised her head and said seriously: "Uncle San, isn't teaching and educating people the teacher's duty? If I don't give gifts, the teacher won't teach me?"

Fu Song couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This is indeed a big truth, but many times the big truth can be said, but we can't do it completely."

Fu Rui said inexplicably: "Why? My aunt is also a teacher. She has taught me for four years. She never accepts gifts, but she treats every student equally and will not take good care of me just because I am her niece."

Fu Song: “….”

He worked as a teacher for decades in his previous life, and worked as a teacher, class teacher, grade director, teaching director, vice principal. What kind of students have never been taught? What kind of parents have never seen? What kind of teachers have never met?

It can be said that there are teachers like elder sister Fu Xia, but they are extremely rare.

Decades of teaching experience tell him that a child’s grades are indeed related to the child himself, but they have little to do with him, and have the greatest relationship with the teacher, especially in elementary school.

The main reason why primary school students have poor grades in a certain course is that the teacher does not appreciate the child and does not encourage the child in public in class. The teacher's attitude towards the student directly determines the student's grades in this course.

But there are at least twenty or thirty people in a class, and at most forty or fifty people, teachers cannot like and appreciate all students equally, just as no one can like and appreciate everyone around them equally.
Chapter completed!