Be careful

Chapter 47

Today's rice porridge has thickened, because the poplar oak is not good at using this kind of stove, and the water boils quickly, so it is relatively less.

But none of the children complained. They laughed while eating, not knowing what would happen next, and they all found it novel.

This was also the first time that Pu Li met other teachers in the school. Two young girls who had just graduated from a normal college, and three local teachers. There were six adults in this school plus Principal Wei.

When the preparatory bell rang, the children helped to clean up the debris on the table, and the older children carried the benches, tables and chairs to the classroom.

The camera followed the guests to help the children set up tables and chairs, but obviously they were not as agile as ten-year-old children.

When the class officially started, the playground suddenly became quiet, and several guests were also sweating.

On the playground, the planning teacher called the four of them together to assign the day's tasks.

The four guests need to teach the children lessons, music, sports, art, labor, and draw lots.

Meng Yue picked up the art she was good at, and happily prepared it.What Zhong Xinyang drew was music, and what Fei Yiming drew was sports, they both seemed to agree with their strengths.The last piece of paper was left for Poplar, no need to guess it was labor.

In fact, Populus is not afraid of labor. He has taken care of himself since he was a child, and his hands-on ability is not bad, but he still feels a little uneasy because he boiled the porridge early in the morning.

Zhong Xinyang and Fei Yiming left, and Pu Li scratched his head and asked Principal Wei how the children usually go about their labor classes.

"These children don't need to take labor classes. There are so many jobs at home that they can't finish them. The older ones have to help the elderly in the family take care of the children, and the younger ones start to learn to mix feed and feed livestock." Principal Wei Smiling, he patted Populus on the shoulder, "Why don't you teach the children how to dance, I heard you can dance?"

Pu Li smiled awkwardly, scratched his hair, turned around and cast a look of help to the planning teacher.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and the film crew also went to find a place to rest, and Populus stood alone in the open space in a daze.

Suddenly, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Mu Chi.

It was just getting dark at Mu Chi, and he had just returned to his residence after a day's work.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Mu Chi asked Pu Li, "The communication was cut off suddenly last night, and I didn't even have time to say good night."

"I didn't come so I can say good morning to you." Populus laughed.

"What are you doing, it sounds very quiet." Mu Chi asked carefully, and his voice lowered a lot accordingly.

Populus walked towards the trees beside the playground wall, turned around and looked in the direction of the teaching building, and said, "I miss you so much, I miss you so much by my side."

"Can't take it after the first day?" Mu Chi asked.

Pope said: "I feel so stupid. I can't do anything well. I think I'm great, but I can't even compare to a child. They will take care of their younger siblings, take care of their elders, raise livestock, and walk so far to go to school. , polite and cute."

Mu Chi laughed: "Fool."

"Ah?" Pu Li ignored Mu Chi and continued, "I really miss you by my side, maybe you will do everything when I'm with you, making me stupid."

Mu Chi continued to smile: "Could it be that you are naturally stupid."

"How come, if I'm stupid, will you like me?"

"Then what should I do? I just like stupid things by nature." Mu Chi's overseas work has finally come to an end. He has successfully dealt with the crisis there. He is in a particularly good mood today, so he can't help but want to tease him more. Oak poplar.

"Ah..." But Pu Li sighed, "I have to teach the children a labor class, and I don't know what to do."

Mu Chi smiled, this class seems to be quite difficult, and in his impression of Populus vulgaris working, he could only move up and down on his own.

"You come to teach them how to cook." Mu Chiren's thoughts wandered for a while, and he began to give advice to Pu Li.

Populus sighed: "I can't control the stove they use firewood."

"Do something else, everyone can do it together, for example..."

"Alas, I thought of it, I thought of it. Brother Xiaochi, let's not talk about it. I'll go to work and call you in the evening."

Pu Li suddenly got inspiration from Mu Chi's words, and remembered that when he was working in Zheng Yidao's seafood shop, there was an aunt from Northeast China who organized everyone to make dumplings every once in a while.

She said that making dumplings requires a lot of people to make them delicious.

Populus also learned how to make dumplings from that time. Not only can it make dumplings, but it can also make three different styles.

Populus asked for the schedule from the teacher, and the last labor class in the morning happened to be in the fifth and sixth grades.Because the school has few children and few teachers, children of these two grades go to school together.

The children are a little older and have stronger comprehension skills. They should learn how to make dumplings very quickly, just in time for lunch.

Populus went to the kitchen again, there was meat in the big freezer, and ready-made white radishes in the cardboard box under the chopping board.After he applied to Principal Wei, who holds several positions, he was immediately allowed.

The planning team originally thought that if Poplar had no better ideas, they would hint to repair the school's courtyard wall, or do a general cleaning or something.Unexpectedly, Poplar proposed making dumplings.

The film crew members who came together included people from all over the world, but they have been stationed in Q City all the year round, and they also have a special affection for dumplings. When they heard the suggestion from Poplar, they all gave thumbs up.

Populus prepared the ingredients, and waited for the fifth and sixth graders to come to him in the fourth class.

He counted 11 children in all.

"One less?" Pu Li asked the class teacher.

The head teacher smiled helplessly: "This child has taken leave today, and he needs to prepare herbs, and go to the town market tomorrow."

Poplar frowned: "Going to the market?"

Principal Wei quickly explained: "We have a tradition of going to the market every 2, 5, and 8 every month. Because the villages are far apart, it is inconvenient for everyone to buy things, so it has been like this since the old ancestors, and make an appointment to go to the town to do business. .”

Populus nodded slightly, read out the child's name "Tian Ye", and put a tick behind the name.

"Tian Ye?" Fei Yiming ran backwards, followed by a row of junior students, "I know, I live at Tian Ye's house."

Populus waved his hand at him to say hello. He would understand the situation of this classmate after he finished his preparations.

The children called Populus "Teacher Pu", which made him a little embarrassed.

He took out the washed radish, onion and ginger, and asked the girls to shred it, and took out the meat, and asked the boys to chop the meat.The rest of the people, according to his instructions, took noodles from the basin and mixed them.

The division of labor was orderly, and the children were all very motivated. After a while, the materials for making dumplings were ready.

The planning teacher came to inspect with a camera, and the children laughed together.They also do this kind of thing at home, but it seems more interesting when everyone is together.

The place where dumplings are made is in the playground, and the desks have been moved out again. The children sit around the table, and there are all kinds of things that can hold dumplings on it.

Populus taught the children how to roll dumpling wrappers and then how to make dumplings.

There is no dumpling in the traditional diet here, and the children follow Populus Quercus carefully to learn it with curiosity.The planning teacher, Principal Wei and their homeroom teacher also joined in, and everyone enthusiastically made dumplings for nearly a hundred people.

Wrapped on one side, the pot on the other side, white and fat dumplings came out of the kitchen plate by plate.After class, the children in the middle and lower grades will be able to eat delicious meat dumplings.

Populus suddenly became complacent, thinking that this labor class should barely pass.

The stuffing was mixed by Populus vulgaris himself, and I stole the craftsmanship from the aunt in the Northeast. It tastes delicious, and everyone praised it.

After the meal, Pu Li packed up his tools, and Principal Wei came again.He patted Populus on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you can really cook."

Poplar laughed.

Principal Wei helped him tidy up the kitchen, and looked at the children outside the window and sighed: "Look at you here, the children are so happy."

Seeing the happy figures of the children, Populus could not help but think of the student named Tian Ye.Then he asked Principal Wei: "Does Tian Ye not come to school often?"

Principal Wei's smile faded away, and changed to a slightly sad expression: "Yes, Tian Ye's father broke his leg while working outside a few years ago, and his mother suffered from pulmonary heart disease and has been in poor health. He still has two younger siblings who need to be taken care of. So... alas..."

Principal Wei sighed, and Pu Li's heart was seized at once.

If it wasn't for this show, he might never have the opportunity to come to such a mountain in his life, or even if he did, he wouldn't be able to feel the children here and the responsibilities they need to bear so closely.

"Fortunately, this child's family has been in the herbal medicine business for generations. He has known a lot of medicinal materials since he was a child. He will not suffer from doing business with foreigners who come to collect medicines in the collection." Principal Wei added another sentence and went out.

In the afternoon, Poplar and Fei Yiming stood by the playground and watched Zhong Xinyang teach the children music lessons.

Zhong Xinyang went to an art school since he was a child. He has a solid knowledge of music theory, and the children can play the harmonica and snare drum for a while.

He asked the children to form a circle, and he used bowls and plates to hold different amounts of water, adjusted them back and forth, made a few intervals, and then knocked out music with chopsticks.

Populus and Fei Yiming thought it was fun, and joined the children eager to try.

Zhong Xinyang pressed his arms to make everyone quiet, and then played a melody.

""The Oriole"..."The Snail and the Oriole"!" The child with sharp ears could already hear what he was knocking on.

Zhong Xinyang struck again.

""Little Star"!" The children all guessed it.

"This one is too simple," Zhong Xinyang laughed, "Let's make a difficult one."

Then he struck again.

This section is a bit long, and the melody is familiar, but no one calls out the name.

Zhong Xinyang glanced around, and finally landed on Pu Li, raised his chin, meaning you guessed it.

Populus could tell that it was "Dance of the Golden Snake", the one that was always used as an accompaniment on TV every New Year's Eve, but he didn't say anything, but pushed Fei Yiming next to him.

Fei Yiming frowned, then chuckled, ""Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix"!"

Populus reminded him in a low voice, Fei Yiming changed his words again: ""Dance of the Golden Snake"!"

Zhong Xinyang nodded in front of the camera, showing "you are amazing", and then invited him to the center.

A music class is lively and interesting. The children not only know that music comes from life, and they don't have to have some high-end musical instruments to play, but also understand some simple knowledge of music theory.

After class, the three boys' classes were successfully completed, and the shooting work for this day was almost completed.

The kids were out of school, everyone else was gone, and there were a few older boys left on campus.

"Are there any activities tonight?" Populus asked the photographer Da Zhang who was following him.

Da Zhang shook his head and smiled: "There should be none tonight, so I'm going to the mountains."

"Where?" Poplar asked.

Da Zhang pointed to the mountain behind the school: "It should be good to go camping there."

Zhong Xinyang and Fei Yiming heard it, and immediately shouted: "Why didn't the crew arrange this project, I will go too, I will go, I will go too..."