Bai Zhanguang through the gate of the mansion

One after another, 1958 ended and 1959 ushered in.

On this day, teacher Zhang, the class teacher, was giving a lecture to the students in the class when suddenly his body shook and he almost fell headfirst on the podium.

The students were all terrified. Zhao Peng reacted quickly and rushed to help the teacher to sit down. Teacher Zhang was already a little dizzy.

Looking at Teacher Zhang's pale lips, Zhao Peng knew that Teacher Zhang was also hungry.

He said to the classmates around him: "Come on, hold on."

Then, he ran back to his place and picked up his thermos.

Food is tighter now, and the students are very close after all.Even Zhao Peng didn't dare to ask Bai Zhanguang to bring him something. When he went home every week, in addition to eating more, he dared to bring some white sugar from home.Usually when receiving water, I sprinkle it into my own cup, and drink some sugar water to keep me hungry.

Zhao Peng pushed away the students on the outside and squeezed in, "Give way, let's make way, thank you"

Zhao Peng fed water to the teacher, and then sent the teacher to the school infirmary to rest with several male classmates.

The school infirmary is useless now. The teachers and students of the school often send them over hungry and dizzy, but their glucose and amino acids have long been used up, so they can only tell the patients to go back and cook more batter.

Zhao Peng has always respected Mr. Zhang very much. He is a teacher with special morality. In the three years of junior high school, he tried his best to treat every student well, no matter what the student's composition, family background, or whether his grades are good or not.

Therefore, no matter what the classmates think in private, none of the students in their class are bullied or excluded, and there is no school violence in their class.

The world is ugly, and it is too easy to experience it. If you go to an ordinary school, there is almost always school violence.Not to mention, in this crazy age, with bad ingredients, bullying is even more natural.

Zhao Peng knew that there were several dropouts from the school.Among them is Zhang Dalei from Class [-]. His family is a big landlord, and his classmates bullied him, made him on duty, and often beat him. Before, his family brought him food and even robbed him of it ( It’s better for him to eat in the cafeteria, a lot of people are watching, his classmates don’t dare to go too far).

Teacher Zhang ran into him several times.I can't see it, I told my classmates, but their class is still doing this, Zhao Peng doesn't believe that the teacher of his class doesn't know.

Later Zhang Dalei dropped out of school.

Zhao Peng wanted to help his teacher, so he asked for leave and went home.

Lang Luo was a little curious, it was only Wednesday today, why did his brother come back.

The world is not good, Lan Luo has stopped singing, Qi Ye taught Zhuang Zhuang to recite traditional Chinese medicine soup songs at home.He usually listens in and learns some Chinese medicine.

Bai Zhanguang's thoughts are all spent on biology. In order to please the old man, he learned some Chinese medicine, but he didn't care.

Qi Ye knew it well, so now that Lan Luo followed him to learn, he was also willing to accept him as an apprentice.Anyway, the secret recipe is not passed on to him, and the rest doesn't matter.

Zhao Peng told his brother what he meant, and he wanted to help his teacher.

He inquired, and it turned out that his teacher's wife had just given the teacher a son.In order to let his son and wife eat well, Mr. Zhang eats less and does not talk about it.I usually save money at school, and I want to use the saved food stamps to exchange some nutritional products such as malted milk for my son.

Zhao Peng said that he doesn't need to start a small stove when he comes back, can he send his meat and eggs to the teacher?

Lan Luo patted his younger brother's head, feeling very pleased, his brother is really nice.

Lang Luo can completely decide this matter, but he is still waiting for Bai Zhanguang to come back and talk to him before he is ready to do so.

It's not because he is cautious and worried that Bai Zhanguang will be angry.And he feels that if he wants to be with Bai Zhanguang for a long time, it is a respect for each other to discuss or inform each other before doing things.

Of course Bai Zhanguang agreed, he even felt that there was no need to cut off Zhao Peng's little trouble so much, it was too wronged for the child.Don't you just want to respect and honor your teacher? It should be.

In this regard, Lan Luo disagreed, he felt that Zhao Peng's small stove must be broken.Before helping others, you must first look at your own strength.Can't Zhao Peng make the decision, Bai Zhanguang pays the bill.

Everyone is responsible for what they do.

The strict management of the wife said that what the wife said was correct, and the wife was wise and powerful!

In the middle of the night, someone secretly knocked on the door of Mr. Zhang's house.

"Who is it? It's midnight." Teacher Zhang put on his clothes and went to open the door.Poor thing, his son had been making a fuss all night, and he just fell asleep.

The door opened, it was pitch black outside, and there was no one there.

"Strange!" Teacher Zhang stood at the door and looked around, ready to go back.Suddenly, someone found a big bag by the door.

He crouched down, opened it, and then slammed the bag shut.Again, stand up and look around.

Still empty.

"Old Zhang, who is it?" Teacher Zhang's wife saw her husband go to open the door, but she didn't come back for a long time.A little worried, I also put on clothes and came over.

Teacher Zhang came back to his senses when he heard his wife's voice.Picking up the bag on the ground, hey, it's really heavy.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go, go back to the house." He quickly entered the house, looked again, and closed the door after finding no one.

"Where did this come from?" The man opened the door, why did he bring back a big bag.

"I don't know." Teacher Zhang was a little strange, but he was still very happy.

He opened the bag.

"My God! There are so many..." The wife covered her mouth.

Then squatted down, checked the contents of the bag with her husband, and asked cautiously, "Where did you get so much food?"

Teacher Zhang didn't answer, he also wanted to know.

"Father, look, there are still two cans of malted milk, which are just right for my son." The wife said pleasantly.

"There is also a bag of brown sugar, just in case you are weak, you can replenish it."

Now, Mr. Zhang has confirmed that it was sent by someone familiar with him, 30 catties of white flour, 20 catties of cornmeal, 10 catties of potatoes and radishes, two cans of malted milk, a bag of brown sugar, and several boiled eggs.

This is clearly a few people who know what his family needs, know their situation, have the ability to send so many things, and can only sneak them in in the middle of the night.

Soon, Mr. Zhang identified the "murderer".

The next day, Teacher Zhang went back to school for class, as always, just keep some things in mind.

Zhao Peng is still studying so hard.Then, because of his tall stature, he finally managed to sit on the "throne" in the last row.