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In this way, the comfortable rural life continued to nourish her body, causing her thin figure, which had been injured by the pregnancy and vomiting, to gradually become fuller.

This night, as usual, they chatted under the great banyan tree.

However, the atmosphere tonight wasn't that good to chat about. The elderly and the children all had worried looks on their faces.

It turned out that there was a primary school in the village. Previously, there were a lot of students and teachers, and many children from nearby villages also came here to study. But in the past two years, with the development of economy, more and more young adults went out to work. Many children were taken to the city by their parents for education.

The rural primary school is more difficult to run, teachers are old, walk away.

Only the second and third years remained.

It had been an old teacher who had insisted on teaching the children. The last two days were cold at night, and the old teacher was ill with a cold. Today, the children were ”a group of dragons without a leader”, messing around in the academy, and there was no one to discipline them.

The naughty ones were even beaten up by their grandparents who were holding bamboo sticks and swatting them.

Hearing this, a thought came to Wen Zhizhi's mind. She pulled her mother Zhang and whispered to her, ”Mom, you know I'm a high school language teacher. If there's no one to teach me in the village primary school, how about I help to teach for two days? ”

Mama Zhang disagreed, ”Silly child, you're still pregnant with a baby. How could being a teacher be an easy job? ”Besides, what will you do if those little balls hit you and hurt your child?”

Wen Zhizhi felt a little awkward, but then she had an inspiration and said, ”It's okay, godmother. I usually sit on the podium and give them a lecture. After class, I'll go to the office. ”Also, tell them that I'm pregnant and can only replace me occasionally, and that the students shouldn't bump into me.

Wen Zhizhi's tone was optimistic, but Mrs Zhang was still a little worried.

That night, the two of them discussed until late into the night. In the end, she still couldn't win against Wen Zhizhi.

The next day, Mother Zhang pulled Wen Zizhi to the Village Head's house, explaining the purpose of their visit. The Village Head warmly welcomed them.

He then took Wen Zhizhi to the village school.

On the way, the village chief repeatedly stressed the poor school conditions, hoping Wen Zhizhi would not mind.

When Wen Zhizhi saw the appearance of the school, she did not care and thought that the village chief was just being polite and modest.

Wendy Zhizhi looked at the school's iron gate and the promotional fence at the entrance. She felt that the environment was much better than she had imagined. It looked like an ordinary town high school.

Further in was the schoolroom and the dormitories of the students who had left their homes.

The classroom was not as beautiful as the school.

There was a ”multimedia classroom,” but it looked as if it had been built to cope with a superior inspection. The floor was covered with a thick layer of dirt. The computers and curtains in the multimedia classroom were covered with a thick layer of dust. The box with the computer locked inside was rusted.

The village chief called for several little boys to clean the place up and brought Wen Zhizhi to visit the other classrooms.

It was unknown how the classroom was designed, but the lighting was not good. The deeper they went, the darker it became. The windows were also dilapidated. The desks were old-fashioned, and one could tell with a glance that they were old. There were also many small potholes on them, making them look like the surface of the moon.

There were no formal class chairs in the classroom, so the children asked for two people to sit together on a bench.

Finally, the village chief took Wen Zhizhi to the teachers' office. It looked like it was the best place in the whole school, except for the multimedia classrooms.

This was because the office was obviously made from the transformation of an impressive meeting room.

In this way, Wen began her life as a substitute teacher in a rural primary school.

The first section was the second grade's language class. Wenzhi thought, ”My proficiency class should be easy.”