Rebirth of the Millennial: Getting Rich After Parents Get Laid Off

Chapter 176 To Roll It Out

Although the rivalry between the two classes wasn't explicitly stated, everyone in both classes was well aware of it.

They would scramble for a spot to memorize in the hallway, fight for a spot to do review papers in the library, and even when they encountered someone from the next class in the office, they would fight over which class's foot would step in first.

The competitive atmosphere between the two classes also indirectly motivated the students in the other ten parallel classes.

This is also why the grade director and leaders did not directly talk to the homeroom teachers of the two top-performing classes.

Because it did not create malicious competition or affect the school's atmosphere, but instead fostered a positive cycle among students, it was something that every teacher and school leader was happy to see.

Of course, Fang Chengying and Liu Shiyun, who were able to become the homeroom teachers of the elite class, were not people who lacked discernment. They had been rivals for several years, and if any bad signs appeared between the students, they would definitely stop them immediately.

Without foresight and skill, becoming a homeroom teacher for a gifted student class is no easy task.

After all, the reputation of the elite class speaks for itself, and the college entrance rate is absolutely guaranteed.

The evaluation of the homeroom teachers for the two top-performing classes is different from that of the ten homeroom teachers for the regular classes. The ten homeroom teachers for the regular classes are compared horizontally with each other, while the homeroom teachers for the top-performing classes are compared not only horizontally with the two top-performing classes, but also vertically with the top-performing classes from previous years.

Only the homeroom teacher of the winning class will receive a nomination for Outstanding Homeroom Teacher. Not only will they pass the performance evaluation, but they will also receive a fairly substantial bonus from the school's board of directors.

However, because of her illness, Shen Qingqing couldn't devote as much energy to keeping an eye on Shen Yangyang.

Fortunately, Shen Yangyang knew that it was too much trouble for Shen Qingqing, who was so sick, to worry about her studies. She tried her best to improve herself twice. Although she was still hovering in the 80s in the second monthly exam, she was only one or two points away from 90. By the third monthly exam, she had already scored above 90 in one subject, although not much, 91. But it showed that she had worked hard.

Especially Shen Yangyang's homeroom teacher.

When teachers chat, they naturally only talk about two things: their own children and the children in their own classes.

The more they talked, the more information flowed between the primary and junior high school sections.

After all, the junior high school teachers will most likely be taking over the elementary school students in the future.

Moreover, Li Shuyun's own child is also in the primary school, so she will have more interaction with the primary school teachers.

So, occasionally on weekends, when Li Yuxing asked Shen Rongzhou to take the children to Huafu Haoyuan for dinner, she would hear Li Shuyun praising Shen Yangyang for her progress.

Shortly after we switched from cotton school uniforms to down jackets, the winter solstice quietly arrived.

In Chaozhou, there are customs for celebrating the Winter Solstice, including eating glutinous rice balls, the kind that are handmade and have a solid center.

When Shen Qingqing was a child in her previous life, she would look forward to the day before the winter solstice and the winter solstice as soon as winter arrived.

They make glutinous rice balls the day before the winter solstice, and on the winter solstice, after the ancestral worship ceremony, the glutinous rice balls can be eaten.

On the morning before the winter solstice, Li Xunli called to remind them to dress warmly.

After washing up and putting on her down jacket, Shen Qing nestled in the corner of the sofa, holding the phone receiver. "Mom, tomorrow is the winter solstice. Can't you come back yet?" Li Xunli listened to her eldest daughter's soft voice on the other end of the phone, and her heart softened as well. But she still said apologetically, "Dabao, I'm sorry, Mom can't leave here yet. I might not be able to finish until January before I can go back."

"Please apologize to Dad, Yangyang, and Xiaohong on behalf of Mom, okay?"

Shen Qingqing said dejectedly, "But since you're not here, there's definitely no one at home to roll the dough."

"No, Mom told Grandma to buy a few pounds of flour. When your dad comes home tonight, you can have him knead the flour into balls. You can knead them with him too. Tomorrow morning when you go to school, Grandma will come to our house to pray for us. When you get home tonight, you can eat the glutinous rice balls," Li Xunli reassured her.

"What if Dad refuses? Then we'll just have to wait for Grandma to cook it and bring it over..." Shen Qingqing was still feeling down.

Her father is an extremely averse to trouble; he would never lift a finger if something could be solved with money.

The reason they chose to roll the rice balls themselves in their previous life was simply because it was cheaper to buy glutinous rice flour than to buy ready-made ones. At that time, their family didn't have much money left for living expenses.

"No, Mom will talk to Dad. We definitely have to make glutinous rice balls together for the Winter Solstice to symbolize family reunion! Don't worry, go eat breakfast now, and then go to school..."

In the end, no one knows what Li Xunli said to Shen Rongzhou, but after she finished dinner and took a shower, she saw Shen Rongzhou making noodles in the dining room.

"Dad! Are you going to roll it into a ball?" Shen Qingqing rushed into the dining room with her hair all messed up by the wind, excitedly leaning on the table and looking at Shen Rongzhou.

Seeing Shen Qingqing's excited expression, Shen Rongzhou smiled helplessly: "Yes! Your mother called me specially after get off work today, telling me to make sure to make these glutinous rice balls at home, saying that you all love to eat these glutinous rice balls."

Shen Qingqing watched as the white glutinous rice flour and wheat flour, with the help of water, were gradually gathered together by Shen Rongzhou, turning into a huge lump of dough in the basin.

"I need to make brown sugar! I can make a bowl for breakfast tomorrow morning!"

Shen Yangyang and Shen Hong had just finished showering and came out. They were the first to notice the situation in the restaurant. When they arrived, they heard Shen Qingqing say that they would eat tangyuan (sweet rice balls) tomorrow morning, and they immediately raised all four of their hands in agreement.

Shen Rongzhou had no choice but to agree while kneading the dough, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you!"

"Dabao, hurry up and comb your hair. We'll be rolling it into balls soon. Don't let your hair get into the dumplings later."

"Okay!" Shen Qingqing turned and ran as soon as she finished speaking, hurrying back to comb her hair.

Sure enough, she came out after combing her hair, and her father, sister, and brother had already gotten flour on their hands and started kneading dough into balls.

Shen Qingqing immediately joined the group of people rolling the glutinous rice balls, and soon the large red plastic plate used to hold them was filled with glutinous rice balls of all sizes.

There were also uniformly sized glutinous rice balls standing in stark contrast to the others.

The glutinous rice balls of all sizes were made by Shen Qingqing and the other two themselves, while the one with the most uniform size was made by Shen Rongzhou.

Upon seeing the two distinct types of glutinous rice balls on the same plate, Shen Rongzhou couldn't help but laugh. Ignoring the flour all over his hands, he went inside to get a video camera and recorded the scene, intending to show it to Li Xunli when she returned.

In Chaoshan dialect, "好莫" means "Is it good or not?"
See you tomorrow night~