Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 19 Night School
Although Tongtong was not yet old enough, Wang Zhaoyang wrote the application overnight and handed it in the next day at work.

The two agree surprisingly on the aspect of Tongtong's going to school.

That is, it is better to study in the worst school in Qingpu City than to receive education in the countryside.

Since she was planning to send Tongtong to school, Ling Yue specially asked Wang Zhaoyang to write Tongtong's name and let Tongtong describe it accordingly.

As a student, if you have to write your own name with the help of your parents, you might as well not read it.

At the beginning, Tongtong picked up the pen and wrote the character Wang, and it looked decent. After all, there are few strokes, but when the character rain is written, the writing becomes more and more outrageous, and the writing becomes more and more abstract. Finally, when the character Tong is written, it can make people cry.

Every time this happens, Ling Yue can't wait to slap her.

But as soon as she saw Tongtong's terrified eyes when she looked at her, Ling Yue felt sore, and couldn't do anything about it.

This made her think of Tongtong looking at the poached egg in her bowl when she opened her eyes.

There was longing and a little fear in his eyes.

It seems that in Tongtong's heart, the fear that Ling Xiaoyue brought to her cannot be completely put down by her company and care for a day or two.

She can only guide patiently.

At noon that day, after Wang Zhaoyang got off work, he happily told Ling Yue that although Tongtong was not old enough, the factory still made an exception to approve it, but he had to go back to his hometown to get a certificate.

Since Ling Yue is illiterate, it is inevitable that she needs to write written materials to prove something. This matter can only be done by Wang Zhaoyang.

As a last resort, Wang Zhaoyang, who had never asked for leave before, specially asked for three days off in order to allow Tongtong to go to school in Qingpu City smoothly. He bought a train ticket overnight and went back to his hometown.

When he returned to the family building, it was already the night of August NO.17.

At this time, Tongtong was already able to write her own name.

Although there is still some staggering, but compared with before, the progress is still great.

Wang Zhaoyang was a little surprised. When he saw the stroke order on the header of the homework book, he quickly asked Ling Yue whose handwriting it was.

Ling Yue said: "I specifically asked Xiaonian how to write these characters. Thanks to Xiaonian's good temper and patience, he held Tongtong's hand and taught her stroke by stroke for three nights."

Ling Yue was full of helplessness: "Xiao Nian also said that she can write to this level, which is already very good."

Wang Zhaoyang excitedly smacked on Tongtong's face: "Tongtong is awesome, guess what delicious food Dad brought you from your hometown this time?"

Tongtong tilted her head and thought about it for a while, her eyes lit up, and she shouted: "I know, it must be peanuts, because Tongtong and grandma said that Tongtong likes to eat peanuts the most."

Wang Zhaoyang quickly took out a bag of boiled salted peanuts from his bag, opened it, and handed it to Tongtong: "Tongtong is awesome. Grandpa heard that Tongtong was going to school, so he immediately went to the field to pull out the peanuts and boiled them for Dad to bring over." Give it to Tongtong, how can Tongtong thank grandpa?"

"When I get home during the Chinese New Year, I will paint for my grandpa."

"Oh, Tongtong can still draw?"

"Ok!"

Tongtong said, ran to the room and took out a picture book and spread it out, on which a house and a few stick figures were crookedly drawn.

She pointed to the little house and said, "Dad, look, this is the house of my grandparents, and there is a pigsty next to it."

Pointing to the two small men, he said, "The one with short hair is grandpa, and the one with long hair is grandma."

"And this one is Xiao Hei."

Xiao Hei is a pastoral dog raised by Tongtong's grandma. It has no stray hairs all over its body, so it is commonly known as the five black dog.

Wang Zhaoyang picked up Tongtong's picture album, looked at it and smiled: "I really didn't expect that the pictures drawn by a five-year-old child are so abstract."

Ling Yue glared at him: "If the child likes it, let her draw it. If you are tired of writing, drawing pictures can also relax you."

As she said that, she said softly to Tongtong: "Okay, Tongtong, put away the picture book first, let's let Dad eat first. Dad must be very hungry by now after sitting on the train all day."

Wang Zhaoyang stretched his waist, "Don't tell me, I'm really hungry."

Ling Yue had already served the food on the table, and Wang Zhaoyang grabbed the chopsticks and started to eat.

Seeing how he was devouring, Ling Yue silently poured him a glass of water: "Eat slowly, you're hungry, you haven't eaten anything all day, why don't you prepare something to eat?"

Wang Zhaoyang just giggled, but kept chewing food in his mouth.

When he put down his chopsticks, Ling Yue asked, "How is it? Are all the materials ready?"

"It's all right, just wait for the school to start in September." Wang Zhaoyang took out the stack of materials from his bag and handed it to Ling Yue, "Take a look."

Ling Yue subconsciously took it and glanced at it casually.

There are household registration books, residence permits, work certificates, certificates stamped by the village department, stamped by the police station, and so on.

Holding these materials, Ling Yue was full of joy: "With these things, can Tong Tong study here?"

"Yes, don't worry now, Tongtong will be able to go to elementary school in our area in the future."

Ling Yue nodded vigorously, her eyes full of joy: "It's great, being able to study here, Tongtong doesn't have to be blind like me."

Hearing what Ling Yue said, Wang Zhaoyang thought of something, and said, "By the way, Xiaoyue, in fact, there is an evening school in our machinery factory, how about I sign up for you?"

Ling Yue shook her head: "I'm already a mother, so I won't join in the fun."

"Look at what you said."

Wang Zhaoyang said displeasedly, "The night school in our factory is just for the families of our employees. Besides, don't you plan to start a business? You have to write and calculate in business. You can't leave these things to others in the future." Bar?"

Ling Yue blushed: "No, I have a good memory."

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. You still listen to me. Go to night school for two months. You don't need to pay tuition anyway. Just buy a few pens and a few notebooks."

Ling Yue was moved.

Maybe it would be a good thing if I could get rid of the fact that I was illiterate through night school.

She looked at him seriously: "Are you really willing to let me go?"

"Listen to me, you are right, and there are not classes every night. I remember that there are two classes on one, three, and five nights."

Hearing these words, Ling Yue was very moved: "If I only go one, three, five, then I can still find time to set up a stall in the night market."

Originally, Ling Yue thought that the night school was like a serious school, and she had to go to class every day, but if she only went to three days a week, she was completely acceptable.

"Then it's settled." Wang Zhaoyang yawned, "I'll ask tomorrow."

While packing up the toiletries, he said, "It's better not to go to the stall at night. You know that our technical department is very busy recently. If you go to night school, I won't be able to get away."

"If it wasn't for Tongtong this time, the leader wouldn't approve my leave at all."

(End of this chapter)