Chapter 27: Grass
After He Shi agreed, he picked up the book and read it word by word, "You only have more than 1,300 yuan, and 1,200 yuan will be used for books. Don't you want to rent this house? Also?"
What are you eating?"
"But the book expenses are more than one thousand, and I only have more than one hundred to buy teaching aids. I really can't afford any less, otherwise what will I do with my studies."
"Do you have the contact information of the previous senior or senior sister?"
"Huh? No."
"For extracurricular teaching aids, you can buy those from your senior classmates. Although they have used them before, they can be used again. The cheaper ones can be wholesaled by the pound. Although they are two years older than us, the knowledge gained will not change much.
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"Lao Zhuang, Lao Zhuang, you are really my savior. I feel that I will never be able to repay you in this lifetime."
"That's right. What about work?"
"Isn't it bottom yet?"
"How about becoming a tutor? It won't be tiring once a week, and you will have more time to study."
"I'm a liberal arts student. It doesn't matter what I teach. It doesn't matter whether I teach well or not. Nowadays, they are all students studying science. Fortunately, most of the students studying literature don't understand science. Those who have always wanted to study literature can't learn it.
It will be too bad, and I will probably sign up for some online classes. Can you believe me, other parents can do it? And I can’t guarantee that I can teach well.
"Then you find another job first, and pay attention to those who need tutoring. What if you can? Anyway, don't give up a glimmer of hope, otherwise your body may be really overwhelmed if you work every day. You also watched what you will learn next semester.
There are a lot of things.”
"Yeah, remember."
"Would you like me to help you ask if there is anything you need? If possible, let me tell you."
"It's okay, it's okay. You really helped me a lot. I will think of a solution for work matters. If it doesn't work, I will come to you. You are my last trump card, I can't just use it."
"good."
He seemed lucky. When school started, with her hard work, he finally convinced a barbecue restaurant downstairs to come over and help every night.
Although I have always had a psychological shadow about skewering barbecue, when it becomes my life-saving straw, I still feel that skewering barbecue is a bit better.
The owner of the barbecue restaurant is named Zhao. The barbecue restaurant is also the longest-running restaurant on this street. Everyone is accustomed to calling him Boss Zhao. He seems to pass by this restaurant almost every day when he goes to and from school. Boss Zhao sees her every day.
She is always alone, and occasionally a young man will accompany her.
Out of sympathy, Boss Zhao agreed that she could come over every night to help.
Wages are calculated on a daily basis, at least 40 per day. At other times, it depends on how many customers there are in the store.
"Hello."
"Yeah." Zhuang Wenche responded on the other end of the phone.
"I found a job. There is a barbecue shop on the street in front of the rental house. The boss promised me that I can help out every afternoon after school."
"I think your tutor is also settled."
"Huh?" He seemed a little unbelievable, "Someone really needs it?"
"Yes, it is particularly necessary."
"What grade are you in? Can I teach?"
"First grade, you can."
"First grade?"
"Yes, Shen Luo."
"ah?"
"You come here first. That boy Shen Luo found out that you don't go to the hot pot restaurant to work anymore, so he can't play with you. He keeps making trouble at home. Aunt Liao couldn't help but took everyone to the hot pot restaurant, just to find you."
"Um?"
When He Xi arrived at the hot pot restaurant, he didn't realize what happened.
Seeing that brat Shen Luo sitting on the table, a group of people couldn't get down no matter what. Sitting in the middle was a very gorgeous and elegant woman, who was probably Mrs. Liao in their mouth.
Zhuang Wenche and his uncle were also sitting on stools not far away.
"What are you like?" Liao Yu asked.
"Um."
"Shen Luo probably likes you very much. He wants you to come to our house every week to be his tutor. Is it inconvenient for you?"
"this....."
"We can add money."
"That's not what I meant..." He Si looked at Zhuang Wenche and gestured, "This is too sudden!"
Zhuang Wenche shrugged, walked over, and said to Liao Yu, "This is mainly too sudden."
"What kind of child is Shen Luo? He often runs around your place every day and never goes home. I think you know better than me. If I don't agree, he can tear up the ceiling at home. Anyway, the family is not short of weekly payments. Your money is for you to take care of, and as long as you agree, I can say anything."
After half a day of discussion, He Shi agreed to two hours of make-up lessons every week.
This is indeed very unexpected.
"Can it still be like this?" He seemed to feel like he was in a dream, and he didn't react from the time he received the call until now.
"It's okay. Mrs. Liao is not a bad person. She just feels that it is better to do less than to do more. If Shen Luo is comforted, everything will be easier if she doesn't mess with Shen Luo's father."
"All right......"
"Don't think too much."
Bai Chang didn't show up until the first day of school, maybe he had transferred to another school.
At the same time, Qiao Xi also left the school.
No one knows why.
"Why did Qiao Xi move away too?" Ke Chuan tidied the bed. In less than thirty days, a layer of dust accumulated on the bed and table in the dormitory. Cleaning it really gave him a headache.
The news about Qiao Xi's transfer was something he heard from others when he returned to his dormitory, and he truly believed it after repeated confirmation.
"I don't know." Zhuang Wenche came back early and the bed had been made up. Now he seemed a little confused about what to do with the table full of things.
The next second, the school bell rang.
That was the bell ringing for dormitory at noon. Zhuang Wenche looked out the window and saw that the weather had gotten much warmer, and the snow that had accumulated in the past few days had completely disappeared before school started.
The leaves swayed back and forth with the wind, almost the same as the last time he looked out the window, but different.
"As expected of me!"
With the sound of the door being pushed open, Lu Qinglin rushed in with a lunch box, "If I had been slower, the dormitory door would have been closed. Praise me now!"
After finally getting something on the table, Lu Qinglin pulled him aside and created a clean place for him to put his food.
"I just packed it up!" Zhuang Wenche gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Qinglin, as if he was about to rush over and fight with him.
Now Lu Qinglin turned around and looked around where the rice was placed, "I'm sorry, I really didn't see it."
"For the sake of food, I won't talk about you."
Zhuang Wenche took out the bowl from the cabinet, washed it, and put the rice in. He couldn't wait to pour it into his stomach in one gulp.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Lu Qinglin looked at the boy in front of him who was devouring his food without any image, and shook his head helplessly, "Here, Dake, this is yours."
Chapter completed!