There are indeed many people of high moral character in this era, but for the weak, clinging to the strong is a kind of psychological dependence.

For many people at this time, the fact that Yuan Wense dared to speak like this in the Maoist Party class, as well as her background and temperament, were enough to classify her as one of the strong.

Her performance after being single-nominated by the Maoist Party was also remembered by many people, which made her stand out from a large number of new students and was noticed by the whole class.

Nowadays, everyone likes to be friends with rich people. At that time, everyone wanted to be friends with big guys.

After Yuan Wense entered the class, she was surrounded by a group of classmates enthusiastically. My name is so-and-so, and my name is so-and-so. Many people wanted to be friends with her.

Even in the first class, everyone recommended to the teacher that Yuan Wense should be the monitor.

Yuan Wense thought for a while, forget it, being pregnant is just like being pregnant, she is talented and cannot be concealed when she is older, so she is barely qualified for this position.

Night school is a school for adults, and the average age of the classmates is older than that of college students. Therefore, the monitor of the night school is of course a job for adults, and it is not a simple matter of putting away homework books.

Especially Mao Ai Dang, although she looks proud all day long, but in fact she has low self-esteem inside and feels that others look down on her.

Yuan Wense was the monitor of the class. She couldn't tell how happy she was. He took the initiative to contact her and discussed with her what kind of food to use so that the students would be enlightened and realize how wonderful the new society is after just one bite.

Only then did Yuan Wense realize how wicked this old woman was: "Fish gall?"

"Yes, add a little gall to the bark of wild vegetables and chaff, and the taste will definitely be unforgettable for them. This is a secret that I never tell others. I only tell you because you are a pretty good person." Mao

Love the party proudly.

The corner of Yuan Wense's mouth twitched. How vicious this old woman is. You have to know that even if she is thinking about sweet rice, she will be given funds and food. There are four classes in the entire night school, and they are divided into different classes of 15 and 46. A total of

Eight classes, four to five hundred people, even for one meal, the money was actually quite a lot. As a result, this woman was so greedy that she actually wanted to embezzle all the money, and she was asked to take the blame and help

Cooking, haha...

The original text said: "I should be obligated to do this kind of thing, but I have a huge shortcoming..."

"What?"

Yuan Wense sighed with a sad face, "To tell you the truth, even if I make bran cakes, I can make them more delicious than others. Even if I make wild vegetables, people can like them. I used to make big pot rice in our village.

, my cooking skills are too good, but I am not suitable for making the rice of remembering the bitterness and remembering the sweetness. What if I make it too delicious? Can I make these people realize the philosophy of life? Absolutely not! Then let’s remember the bitterness and remember the sweetness.

Rice has lost its meaning.

Also, Teacher Mao's mind is indeed more beautiful than his appearance, and his beauty shines, so he taught me these secrets that are not taught to me, but I think these must be done by the teacher himself, and don't let the helpers learn them.

, so that teachers have the capital to stay and educate students for a long time.”

Mao Aidang left with light steps. She had never been wronged by someone so sincerely in her life. Her beauty shone, hee hee... her beauty shone, hee hee. Student Fenghuang was really beautiful and had a sweet mouth. She was just as sweet as Kai.
Chapter completed!