It's the day.

The weather is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Half of the frost that had condensed on the glass windows in the classroom had faded.

The little boy with watermelon head sitting next to the window looked around, his eyes turned and he looked very smart. He seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't know who would be unlucky?

As the bell rang, the beautiful teacher in the classroom with long hair reaching her waist walked to the podium.

"That's all for today. The class representative will come with me to get the homework. get out of class is over."

The end.

Ran Qiuye added: "Banggan, come to the office with me."

Banggeng was not at all afraid of being called to the office by the teacher. Instead, his small eyes were full of eagerness to try.

Ran Qiuye led Banggian to the office. The environment here suddenly became quiet. What happened to Banggian last time made all the teachers in the school feel a little ashamed and even a little scared. There was quite a commotion at the time, and several teachers were even punished.

punished and criticized.

Ran Qiuye sat down, his waist tight and tight. As a teacher, his gentle temperament now contained a sternness.

"Tell me, what's going on in your class? You're always looking around and you're not paying attention to the class. You're still like this when I ask you to stand up. Could it be that you've encountered some difficulty?"

Bangge hesitated to speak, feeling a little embarrassed to say it.

Ran Qiuye naturally saw it, his big eyes became even more kind, and he said softly: "It doesn't matter, just tell me if you have any questions."

Banggeng then said: "Teacher, someone in our yard is asking about you."

Ran Qiuye was startled on the spot, then smiled and said: "Who asked about the teacher?"

Bangge said obediently: "It's the silly pillar in our yard."

Ran Qiuye frowned and murmured: "Silly Zhu?" His face became solemn, "Didn't the teacher tell you not to curse?"

Banggan said aggrievedly: "Teacher, I didn't curse. Everyone called him Silly Zhu. His father first called him this name. When he was a child, he sold steamed buns and received a fake money with a face value of one thousand. Now everyone calls him Silly Zhu.

He's stupid, my mother said that even the director of the factory calls him that."

Ran Qiuye's expression froze. It was about the director of the factory, so it was not easy for her to make random comments. She was just an ordinary elementary school teacher.

But I also understand that "Si Zhu" is just a title, not that the person is really stupid.

"Then why is he asking about the teacher?"

Banggeng rolled his eyes and said seriously: "He wants to ask you to be his wife."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone in the office who was listening laughed.

"Teacher Ran, you are indeed the beauty of our school. People are asking about you every day."

"Teacher Ran is not young now, and it's really time to find a partner."

…

Ran Qiuye's eyes were slightly embarrassed. She, a big girl, could not stand being talked about by students like this. She immediately shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, the teacher doesn't know him."

BangGeng frowned and said, "Teacher, I'm not talking nonsense. Teacher, I have something very important to tell you."

Ran Qiuye felt that things were a bit out of her control, so she asked: "What's going on? Stop talking nonsense. After that, go back and listen carefully to the next class!"

Banggeng nodded and said seriously: "Teacher, you must not promise him. He is a thief. The night before yesterday, he stole the bicycle wheel of the third uncle, Teacher Yan of our school, and he had a meeting in the yard yesterday!"

There was an uproar in the office instantly.

"This man is actually a thief!"

"Teacher Ran, you must not deal with this kind of person."

"They should be arrested."

Ran Qiuye's face was also very ugly. She originally felt that someone was asking about her, or even wanted to ask her to be his wife, but she was still a little curious and longing, and a little happy.

Now that I heard it was a thief, it felt like I had eaten a piece of mouse droppings.

Ran Qiuye smiled forcefully and said: "Teacher knows, Banggeng, go back and listen carefully to the next class, and don't deal with that kind of person in the future."

"Okay, teacher."

Banggeng left obediently, clenched his little fists when he went out, and whispered, "Yeah! Mission accomplished."

Ran Qiuye was not so happy. Listening to the advice in his ears, he was originally urged to get married because he was older and older, but now he became even more fed up.

Knowing people but not knowing her heart, she was actually targeted by a thief!

The whole morning, Ran Qiuye was not in a good mood.

At noon, she was walking forward with a heavy heart when a shout suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Teacher Ran, Teacher Ran."

Ran Qiuye turned around, forced a smile and said, "Teacher Yan, is something wrong?"

The third uncle said a little embarrassedly: "There is something wrong."

Ran Qiuye smiled warmly, "You tell me."

"Why."

The third uncle asked tentatively: "Teacher Ran doesn't have a partner, right?"

Ran Qiuye became a little embarrassed and admitted directly, "No."

The third uncle's expression was slightly joyful, and he quickly said: "There is a top-notch chef in my yard who asked me to get acquainted with you. It just so happened that I also wanted my son to learn cooking from him, so I agreed and helped ask.

Just ask."

It would be honest enough to explain the relationship directly.

But Ran Qiuye still felt nauseous. Forget it for a top-notch chef, even his son can learn to cook from him. How old is he?

Ran Qiuye didn't want to fall out, and just when he was about to refuse, the third uncle spoke again.

"Teacher Ran, don't get me wrong. We are all teachers in the same school. No matter how shameless I am, I can't call you an old man. How will other teachers see me?"

Hearing this, Ran Qiuye felt embarrassed. She had also preconceived the idea that he was a middle-aged man, but now she heard that it was not the case at all.

"Teacher Yan, I don't think so, please continue."

The third uncle looked slightly embarrassed and continued: "His name is He Yuzhu. He is definitely not very old. He is a big boy, but he is not too young. His name is He Yuzhu. He is twenty-eight years old this year. He should be

Four years older than you."

"He just likes to cook so much that he was hired relatively late. Now he has perfected his cooking skills. The Third Steel Rolling Plant is a large factory with 20,000 people. He is a chef in the back kitchen. But at this age,

It’s time to start getting anxious.”

"What do you think? If you're interested, let's meet. If you don't want to look for me now, then I'll reject him. You don't have to worry about me."

Ran Qiuye looked a little embarrassed. She also wanted to find a partner, but what Banggeng said today made her very unhappy.

It's just that I didn't reach out to hit the smiling person. The third uncle said this matter sincerely, with an earnest smile on his face. It must be a bit bad to refuse him directly.

But when it comes to meeting... meeting is a big deal. Whenever you meet, you are ready to accept this person.

He is twenty-eight, which is a bit old, but with such good cooking skills, he must be a persistent and attentive person, so he is not too young.

Ran Qiuye hesitated for a while. At this time, he couldn't meet casually and could only rely on guessing, which made him very confused.

The third uncle spoke at the right time, "How about you think about it and think about it before getting back to me? Let me tell you in detail. He is the main room of the middle courtyard in our courtyard, and there is a side room next to it where his sister lives.

My father is just in my hometown in Hebei."

"Now I work as a chef at his No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant. I get a monthly salary of thirty-one dollars and a two-yuan job subsidy. I usually work for the director of the factory and above, and I can be considered acquainted with them all."

"His salary is low. There are ten levels of cooks, and he only has the salary of a ninth-level cook. But don't worry, he hasn't been evaluated and upgraded in the past four years, so his salary is low. It will definitely increase in the future.

I asked him about his ancestry in my courtyard, you should know this person, right?"

He has a house, a job, and a position. He is considered a good young man.

But is thirty-three yuan a low salary?

It's not too low, most primary school teachers earn this salary.

Ran Qiuye came back from deep thought, "You mean Yi Chuanzong, right? I know him, how can I not know him?"

"It's good to know each other."

The third uncle smiled and said: "Now that the ancestors have agreed, I am going to take the time to take He Yuzhu to re-evaluate the cooking level. I don't dare to say how high it is, but it is still acceptable to be rated as a fifth-level cook. It will be fifty-five a month."

Add two yuan, which makes it fifty-seven yuan a month. If you reach level four, it will be sixty-five yuan, and there will be no problem in terms of living."

Silly Zhu offended the director of the cafeteria. With his character, no one would apply for an assessment for him. Without Yi Chuanzong, it would be impossible to upgrade after next year.

Ran Qiuye nodded slightly, the salary was not low, and the living expenses were definitely sufficient.

"Okay, Teacher Yan, let me think about it."

She now has some impression of Shazhu.
To be continued...