Chapter 108

"Cough, cough, please be quiet and listen to the teacher?"

The students obviously gave Mr. ke this face very much. They were very tacit. They all calmed down. Mr. Ke was relieved and then stepped onto the platform.

"I don't know if the students had a good holiday a few days ago?"

"Happy

Teacher Ke smiles kindly. As long as someone cooperates with her, she won't be too embarrassed.

"Today, the teacher is going to give you a lesson in composition. If you are good at writing, you can take part in the composition competition in October of our school and open it to the public."

With a very young outcry under the stage, Mr. Ke pasted the pages of the composition book onto groups of small blackboards with flower shaped magnetic buttons.

"This is the scope that the teacher prepared for you. You can learn from it. If you don't understand something, you can ask the teacher. So the topic of our composition today is.... "

In the middle of what Mr. Ke said, he suddenly stopped.

She looked down at the teaching plan distributed by the school for the teachers. Her brow was more and more wrinkled and tight. She was extremely annoyed. She could not help complaining in her heart that it was just this topic!

My mother.

Teacher Ke didn't pay attention to the meaning of eulogizing maternal love conveyed by the director during the meeting a few days ago. Now she is very "steady" planted on it.

Does she read it or not?

Zhuo xuanran

Mr. Ke is still hesitating about her choice, so many literate girls gathered around the blackboard and read out the topic of today's composition with a very childish tone stick: "I, my mother, kiss!"

"My mother, like my father, is a smart businessman. She works hard for my life every day, so I love her very much..."

The little girl's tone seems to torture teacher Ke's ethics, and the smile on her face will solidify and dissipate, accompanied by a full house of laughter.

Zhuo xuanran is really too brilliant in the class, but as a result, she gets more attention than others, which is not a good thing.

"Xuanran..."

Teacher Ke was very timid and looked down at Zhuo xuanran's wrinkling edge of the paper. He pinched a sweat for himself in his heart.

"Actually In fact, you don't have to write about mom! Teacher is to give you an example, want to write Dad, aunt, uncle, or grandparents, are OK! You can write about whoever you want. "

However, Mr. Ke's Self Justification not only didn't make the noisy classroom quiet, but also intensified. Students who heard that Mr. Ke said these words for Zhuo xuanran's sake immediately began to talk about it.

"Mu xuanran is so pitiful. No mother loves her, only teacher Ke loves her!"

"Fortunately, I have a mother. I don't have to worry about not being able to write a composition."

"My dad said that you can't play with children without Mommy, or you will be as bad as her! I have to be a good child... "

The speaker didn't mean it, but Mr. Ke felt like a knife in his heart, not to mention Zhuo xuanran, who left his mother at a young age?

The little girl in the white cotton skirt handed Zhuo xuanran a small mirror. They opened the mirror very carefully. One side was a bright mirror, and the other side was a picture of a middle-aged woman. She was very rich but kind.

"Xuanran, this is for you! This is my mother. If you really don't know how to write it, just follow her! I don't mind, hehe. "

The little girl had a smile on her upper teeth. Zhuo xuanran rubbed her sour eyes two times without expression, then returned the mirror and muttered: "no need I know it

Zhuo xuanran still remembers the appearance of Zhuo Qingyi, what Zhuo Qingyi likes, how Zhuo Qingyi designs beautiful skirts for her, and how Zhuo Qingyi often makes delicious food for her. Even where Zhuo Qingyi's studio is, she remembers clearly

She's not without Mommy!

Zhuo xuanran's mouth is bulging like a puffer. I'm afraid that if the puffer bleeds, tears will collapse.

"Miss ke..."

She pulled the sleeve edge of teacher Ke timidly and said in a soft voice, "teacher Ke, I'm a little sleepy. I want to wash my face. Is that ok?"

"This..."

Teacher Ke hesitated in the school's regulations, but as soon as he saw Zhuo xuanran's eyes with many crystal beads, he couldn't help feeling a little softhearted.

She stroked Zhuo xuanran's head gently and said, "go ahead, go back early. Do you know? Do blow dry your hands. Don't catch cold. "

"Well! Thank you, teacher

As Zhuo xuanran left the classroom, teacher Ke also fell on the classroom chair with a sigh of relief. She never thought that she would be so tired and easily flustered in class for the first grade students.

What happened in the next five years?

Listening to the children's seemingly innocent remarks, teacher Ke can't help but sympathize: Zhuo xuanran is just because she lost her mother in an accident, so she will be called a bad child. It's really unfair.Mr. Ke was so worried about these things that he didn't have a good rest in the first few weeks of school. After taking a break in the teacher's chair, he quietly fell asleep and didn't know the time around him.

"I really don't like her It's just that there is no mother. Why do you always have teacher Ke's company? That's too much! Her position as monitor of the class must be based on teacher Ke! "

The delicate pink skirt girl glanced at Zhuo xuanran's position and complained: "anyway, my father said that I can't play with children from single parent families! Because children in single parent families will get worse in the end. If I play with her, I will get worse too! "

"My mommy said that too!"

The boy in the dark blue shirt answered. As soon as he answered, the echoing voice sprang up one after another.

"Well..."

Teacher Ke's dream balderdash attracted more than a dozen children's attention. The children gathered around teacher Ke one after another and looked at teacher Ke's sleeping face carefully.

"The teacher should be about to wake up!"

"Yes, I heard the teacher just now. I don't know when I will wake up?"

Mr. Ke didn't sleep deeply, so he sat up with the trivial voice beside his ear, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and glanced out of the window at the sunset.

"School is coming. I'm sorry, the teacher fell asleep accidentally. Fortunately, there's time. The teacher will take you out of the school to see your parents."

When it's time to finish school, you have to check the list first.

But when the first person arrived, Mr. Ke was in a dilemma