I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 240, Rising Food Prices Accounting Exam
In [-], at the end of December.

It has been run from the streets near Dongzhimen for many years, with a little excitement in its eyes.

He was holding a real estate certificate issued just now, and the name on it was Xing Mingjun's name.

The name of Xing Mingjun is actually the name of the general, one of the people who was killed many years ago.

In the past few days, he appeared in the street office in the form of a criminal soldier, and then dealt with the problem of this two-entry courtyard house.

Xing Mingjun is also about 1.8 meters tall, which is about the same as him for many years.

Now it's snowing again. For many years, it's not too easy to pretend to be a criminal soldier.

After dealing with this matter, this two-entry courtyard house has no other scruples and can be used as his temporary refuge.

Of course, he would definitely not come here as his true self for many years.

The other identity information about Xing Mingjun has been confiscated for many years.

Even, in the entire courtyard, he transferred all the information about any possible leaks or risks of accidents.

Anyway, the space is so big, there is no problem at all if you put more of these things.

No matter how bad it is, just destroy it directly.

"Although, I don't know if it will be useful for the time being, but it's better to be prepared."

Anyway, this is an independent courtyard house, there is almost no communication with the neighbors, and he is still a person with nothing to do, so it is normal for Xing Mingjun to disappear for a while.

After dealing with this matter, December is almost over.

That evening, Kang Daotong came to the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang and found it for many years.

Ask the latter if you have considered it well, and whether you want to join the relevant departments?

Many years shook his head, indicating that he hadn't considered it yet.

He really doesn't want to go to the relevant departments, he just wants to spend the next 20 years in peace and stability, and start to retire after the reopening.

After Kang Daotong heard this, his expression became cold, and he left without saying a word.

Looking at the back of the other party, I have known for many years that the other party is very disappointed and very angry.

If it were an ordinary person, Kang Daotong might have lost his patience.

But for many years, Kang Daotong was obviously very patient.

It's just that Kang Daotong didn't want to continue to invite him after being rejected again and again.

How many talents are there in the world?
It doesn't have to be many years!

In the blink of an eye, it was [-], and the Spring Festival had just passed. Looking at a century-old ginseng tree in my hand for many years, I was filled with emotion.

In the past few months, he spent almost every morning in the pigeon market, but he never bought a century-old ginseng.

Until today, he finally bought old mountain ginseng from an old man.

It cost [-] yuan, although it is a little expensive, it is worth the money.

"Well, from now on, it seems that we can go to Yangjiazhuang to find Zhang Han'er."

Put the century-old ginseng in my hand back into the space, thinking about it for many years.

Last year, when the mother-in-law Yang Qiuhong came to visit Qin Huairu in the city, she said that Zhang Haner, the Yangjiazhuang of their production team, probably had a hundred-year-old ginseng in his hand.

At that time, he didn't bother the other party for many years, and even told Yang Qiuhong that this matter would stop here.

Because at that time, it was not the best time at all, and it is not even now, but many years must be contacted with the other party to confirm the matter in advance, lest Zhang Han'er can't bear it and dig out the century-old ginseng and sell it in advance.

At that time, it will be too late to regret for many years.

Besides, if I asked at that time, Zhang Han'er wouldn't talk to me for many years.

Now, he already has an old ginseng in his hand, and there are only the last two left.

He has already locked the target, one is the century-old wild ginseng in the hands of Zhang Han'er from Yangjiazhuang, and the third master introduced by Luo Weiqiang.

The latter had four century-old ginsengs in his hand, presumably they didn't sell them, did they?
This afternoon, many years invited Ji Chungeng for a vacation, and then came to Yangjiazhuang in the suburbs.

He changed into Han Li's attire and went straight to Yangjiazhuang to look for Zhang Han'er.

The latter did not score in the field because he worked as a salesman in the supply and marketing cooperative of the production team.

The supply and marketing cooperative of the production team is actually just a canteen.

In many cases, only Zhang Han'er is needed to keep busy.

Many people in the production team need to buy some daily necessities, such as needles and threads, vinegar, soy sauce and so on.

After the establishment of the commune, the supply and marketing cooperatives did not evacuate, and things like needlework and cloth still needed to be applied to the supply and marketing cooperatives at the higher level.

Therefore, Zhang Han'er has changed from a so-called salesperson to a porter now.

However, the name has not changed, and the way of working has not changed much.

On the contrary, Zhang Han'er is more relaxed because of the reduced workload.

"Hello comrade, I'm here to find a comrade named Zhang Han'er, do you know how to get to his house?"

When I came to the supply and marketing cooperative, well, the commissary side, I said it knowingly for many years.

I saw a small store in front of me, with a few items on the wooden shelves.

There are also a few small pots on the ground, with salt, sugar and other large characters written on them, so that people can understand what they are at a glance.

It's just that this is Yangjiazhuang, who should I write for?

Most of the rural areas are illiterate, or graduates of literacy classes, and few people can read.

Could it be those supporting teachers of the production team?or someone else?

Inside the canteen, Zhang Han'er sat on a chair, enjoying the fire leisurely.

It's already the end of February and the beginning of March, and the weather isn't that cold, yet you're still warming up to the fire?
The sun is shining outside, and the temperature should be around eight to ten degrees.

Zhang Han'er looked at the many years in front of him with vigilance, and said:

"Is there anything you can do with him?"

"It's just something, comrade, would you please tell me?"

"I'm Zhang Han'er, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Hearing this, many years suddenly became 'surprised', then looked around, and asked the other party, is it convenient to speak here?

Seeing being so cautious for so many years, Zhang Han'er became even more curious: What exactly is he looking for?
However, there was no one at the canteen.

Not to mention the current big afternoon, everyone is scoring points in the field, and they won't come to the commissary at all.

Therefore, even if Zhang Han'er has been talking straight for many years, there will be no ears behind the walls.

So, for many years, I introduced myself, and then took out my work card to the other party.

After the identity was confirmed, Zhang Han'er's attitude became even better.

However, after many years said that Zhang Han'er had a century-old ginseng in his hand and wanted to buy a century-old ginseng, the latter's face changed drastically.

Hastily shook his head and said:
"I don't have century-old ginseng, Comrade Han, you are looking for the wrong person."

"All right, all right, I know you don't have century-old ginseng, Comrade Zhang. I just heard someone say that you had century-old ginseng at home last year, so I wanted to come over and ask. If you don't have any, forget it."

For many years, I had no choice but to follow the other party's words, paused, and continued:

"It's like this. If you know someone who has century-old ginseng, just tell me. I promise to give you a satisfactory price, and even solve the problem of the source of the money for you."

After all, the contact information that has been left over for many years is the two-entry courtyard at Dongzhimen in the city.

At that time, the other party can directly draw a star symbol with charcoal at the door.

Having said that, it took many years before I left the canteen.

Regarding this address, I even wrote an address for the other party for many years, because I was afraid that the other party would forget it and couldn't find it.

After a whole winter of dormancy, it is time for everything to recover.

After returning from the suburbs of the city, I looked at the young shoots on the trees outside for many years, and thought to myself, it will probably be picked by someone in a short time, right?

It's February now, and everyone has barely enough food to cope.

But in fact, some communes, because they were built too badly during the Chinese New Year, are now shrinking down and dieting, and they don't know how long they can last.

It is estimated that after a while, when the score is up, it will be a porridge.

After returning to the city, I still went to the pigeon market for many years, hoping to buy another century-old ginseng.

In March, the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly, everything recovers and begins to grow wildly.

In Pigeon City, I met Luo Weiqiang again after many years.

"Comrade Han, you really made it easy for me to find you. The third master has been looking for you. Do you have time now?"

After hearing Luo Weiqiang's words, I was also surprised for many years.

Not so much, right?

Throughout the winter, he would come to the Pigeon Market every day, but he had never seen Luo Weiqiang.

It's probably a polite remark, so don't believe it lightly.

"I have time, but, Comrade Han, if the third master still sells century-old ginseng at the same price as before, then there is nothing to talk about."

After many years, he immediately explained in advance, Luo Weiqiang smiled wryly:
"Comrade Han, why don't you talk to the third master directly, I believe he will be happy to change with you."

"Okay, but it's early morning, and the third master is up?"

"That's for sure. In fact, the third master got up very early."

Seeing this, he didn't continue to talk to him for many years, and left Pigeon City with the other party.

The so-called third master before did not have the habit of receiving guests in the morning, let alone this time in the early morning.

It took the two of them half an hour to finally arrive at a place.

As a result, after looking at it for many years, hey, guess what, this is actually outside the Andingmen Pigeon Market.

To talk about places like Pigeon City, don't be too familiar with them for many years.

There is no place in Pigeon City in the entire capital that he does not know.

He is also familiar with Pigeon Market in Andingmen.

No wonder Luo Weiqiang was so urgent just now, and the third master ran out to work in Pigeon Market himself.

It seems that the third master probably sensed something was wrong, right?

Not long after the Spring Festival, the Pigeon Market received grain, but few people sold it. This matter once attracted the attention of many people.

The Erdao dealers were the first to wake up.

But it's of no use.

After all, there is not much food in the first place, and there are fewer people selling food, so what else can we do?
"Third Master, long time no see, how are you?"

After many years of greetings, the third master didn't recognize him. He smiled and said it's okay, and looked at Luo Weiqiang suspiciously.

It has been more than three months since last year, and it is normal that I have not recognized him for many years.

The latter hurriedly introduced it, saying that this was Comrade Han who wanted to buy century-old ginseng.

At this time, the third master suddenly realized, and happily shook hands with many years:
"Oh, Comrade Han, you are such a busy person. It is really difficult to meet you!"

After exchanging pleasantries, the third master began to ask, do we still need century-old wild ginseng here?

"Accept, of course I accept, but the price can't be too expensive."

Hearing this for many years, I was overjoyed.

Finally, he knew that his strategy was fine.

It is now March of [-]. At this time, many people are looking for food, and the price of food in Pigeon City has skyrocketed.

That being the case, people like Luo Weiqiang and Zhou Weiming who sold grain back then, as well as the second-hand dealers in Pigeon City, would definitely be able to see the profits in the first place.

Will find many years to buy food!

You know, since October last year, we have been purchasing food in the Pigeon City for many years.

From the first tens of catties per day, to later, I traded a large grain purchase with Zhou Weiming, and made several large grain orders with Luo Weiqiang.

And the Erdao traffickers who have been fed with money for many years know that they have bought a lot of grain for many years.

There is a high probability that for many years, you have guessed that the price of grain will rise at this time, so you will spare no effort to purchase grain, right?
Based on such circumstances, the strategy of purchasing grain while purchasing century-old ginseng for many years has been proven by now.

His strategy was right!

And the third master in front of him must also be short of food.

Therefore, as soon as the voice fell after many years, the third master immediately said:
"Comrade Han, you can quote directly. As long as I think there is no problem, then I will make a deal, how about it?"

After a pause, the third master continued:

"However, I don't pay in US dollars now, but in grain, no matter whether it is coarse grain or fine grain."

Food is the hard currency!
Unfortunately, it was too late for the third master to understand this truth.

Hearing this for many years, he shook his head and smiled:
"It's no problem to pay with grain, so let me quote first, five hundred catties of rice, how about two hundred-year-old wild ginseng?"

hiss!
This offer immediately shocked both Luo Weiqiang and the third master.

Even if the price of one old wild ginseng is 100 yuan, then two old wild ginseng are worth 200 yuan.

In Pigeon City, the price of a catty of rice has risen a bit, but it is only [-] cents per catty.

Calculated according to this price, one hundred catties of rice is only 18 yuan, and the total price of five hundred catties of rice is 90 yuan.

There is a big difference between 90 yuan and 200 yuan.

Even if five hundred catties of rice were exchanged for a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, the difference would still be ten yuan.

In other words, the quotation for many years at this moment is actually 45 yuan for a century-old ginseng.

But now in the market, the price of century-old wild ginseng has not dropped so low, has it?
The third master shook his head and rejected the offer for many years.

Too bad!

Yet many years smiled and said:

"Third Lord, last month, I bought [-]-year-old wild ginseng for [-] yuan. Do you know why the price dropped so much in just half a month?"

Because you are greedy!

Luo Weiqiang wanted to respond like this for many years, and the third master also thought so in his heart.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be curious and echoed him for many years.

"why?"

"Because I am more familiar with the next market trend than you, believe it or not, next month, even if you offer 30 yuan, third master, I will not ask for your century-old ginseng?"

The third master's eyes widened, but his face was full of disbelief.

How can it be?

Believe it or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

For many years at this time, he bluntly said:
"Then let's wait and see!"

It's not that ginseng is worthless, but that the food is too crazy.

Having held nearly [-] catties of grain for many years, I felt full of security.

He believes that many people in the capital still have century-old ginseng in their hands, but he must let others know that he has food in his hands, and at the same time he is still buying century-old ginseng.

Otherwise, if others sell ginseng, they will regret it for many years.

After all, he was about to leave, and the third master quickly grabbed him.

Mother's watermelon rind, this was the trick last time, which caused the third master to search for it for many years and more than three months, but he couldn't find anyone.

Now that I finally found someone, if I don't talk too much, I want to run away?

Of course he can't be allowed to run away, the third master hastily said to many years:
"Comrade Han, let's discuss the price again. Your quotation just now is really unacceptable."

"Third Master, I've made my words very clear just now, and it's useless for you to hold me back. Either you accept the price I just said, or you continue to wait."

Although it is true that he heard clearly, but the third master thinks it can be saved again.

The two exchanged a few words back and forth about the price.

But for many years, he insisted that Qingshan would not relax, and the price did not rise at all.

The third master was so angry that he was very helpless, so he had to agree to talk about it half a month later.

Looking at the back of the man who had been away for many years, the third master's face darkened instantly, "Hmph, I want to see, half a month later, do you still dare to lower the price?"

Luo Weiqiang next to him was very speechless, he was very loud in hindsight, but why didn't he dare to be so stubborn in front of others for many years just now?
After leaving Pigeon City and returning home after many years, I was already relieved.

This time around, he won for sure.

"Brother A Nian, did you make breakfast so early?"

At the door of the kitchen, Qin Huairu looked at the busy years, and the touch and happiness in his heart could not be expressed clearly in one or two sentences.

Looking back at her for many years, she smiled and said softly:
"Why don't you get some more sleep?"

Qin Huairu's belly is more than five months old, and it doesn't look much different from Fan Zhaodi who is more than seven months pregnant.

During pregnancy, Qin Huairu's sleep quality is still not as good as in many years, even worse than before.

Sleeping with a big belly every day, the pressure can be imagined.

Therefore, in the past few months, most of the time was spent making breakfast for Qin Huairu.

"I can't sleep anymore." Qin Huairu came over, picked up the toothbrush and began to wash, and said while washing:

"I was dreaming just now. I dreamed that I gave birth to two children. Brother Anian, you said my belly is so big, is it twins?"

"It must be, so Xiaoru, you have to work hard and pay more attention to rest."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu hummed happily, her face full of happiness.

A few days later, when the young couple were having dinner in the living room, Qin Huairu suddenly said:
"Brother Anian, is it true that your father's illness is a lie?"

Many years froze for a moment, wondering, "Why do you say that?"

It's been a few months since he was healed, and when Qin Huairu suddenly said that, everyone would have doubts.

"It's like this, Brother Anian, in the afternoon, I went to Simei's place with my mother and sister-in-law, and then I happened to meet Jia's daughter-in-law and her father."

At that time, the three of Zhou Hongmei were shocked when they saw the old man supported by Duan Xiaoyu.

Because Duan Xiaoyu's father is already very thin, he feels like he is sick to the bone, and it is estimated that after a while, he will become skinny.

Under such circumstances, Lao Xu, who also suffered from rectal cancer, is no different from a normal person at present.

Even, in the past few months, because I was in a happy mood and didn't have to go to work, I ate a lot, gained a lot of weight, and became whiter.

Comparing the two, it is not only Qin Huairu who thinks that he and his master may have misjudged for many years, even Zhou Hongmei and Hu Meifeng think so.

However, after listening to it for many years, he said dumbfoundedly:

"I wish I had misjudged it, but it's not that my father's illness was misdiagnosed, but my master took action. Otherwise, father has entered the middle stage now."

From the late stage, the patient will enter the countdown of life, and it will be too late to rescue at that time.

The reason why Duan Xiaoyu's father has lost weight is because he is already in the middle and late stages, and it is estimated that he has already entered the countdown to his life.

"If you have seen Professor Duan in the hospital, then you will know that his situation is almost the same as that of father."

continued for many years.

He has talked about rectal cancer science many times, but Qin Huairu still doesn't know much about it.

These diseases, in her view, are very close, but very far away.

In fact, half a year is almost over now, and the problem of imported drugs still exists.

If not, Professor Duan would have already undergone resection.

From the perspective of many years, it is actually simple to solve the problem of imported drugs.

Many departments unite to resolutely crack down on criminals, and it will definitely achieve miraculous results.

However, Kang Daotong has not accepted this suggestion for many years, and he does not know what he is waiting for.

Or is this suggestion not so easy to implement?

This year is the tenth anniversary, and everyone is very busy, probably because of this reason.

After Qin Huairu finished listening, she nodded slightly in disbelief. She really didn't know that there were so many rumors in it.

"Brother A Nian, how can you tell if it's late?"

"Why? You also want to study medicine?"

Without waiting for Qin Huairu's response, he went on to say for many years:

"How to judge specifically, this should be analyzed according to the amount of cancer cells in the patient's body, from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine."

The method of digital rectal examination has not been directly stated for many years.

After all, he is doing science popularization, and the two of them are eating, so it is very inappropriate to say such unappetizing words.

In the next day, many years entered the pigeon market, and bought century-old wild ginseng in the pigeon market step by step.

As a result, I encountered the inspection of the armband team again today, and I had to run away in a hurry for many years.

After the Spring Festival, the random inspections in Pigeon City became more and more frequent.

The reason can be seen from the rise in food prices.

The price of rice rose from [-] cents to [-] cents, and the price of flour rose from [-] cents to [-] cents.

The increase in the prices of other coarse grains is even more exaggerated, such as sweet potatoes and cornmeal, which are almost equal to the prices of rice.

The price of [-] cents and [-] cents is really killing people.

Despite the skyrocketing price, the pigeon market is still very active, and grain transactions are also very frequent.

After noticing this phenomenon, it was quite normal for the armband team to attack.

Today is a waste of time.

After returning home for many years, after making breakfast, the young couple had breakfast, and then went to work for many years.

This kid Qin Minghui had already boarded the recruit train at the end of last month, so he must be training now, right?

Battelle, who returned to his normal life, was somewhat uncomfortable.

Although there is no need to train Qin Minghui, he needs to cook by himself.

Moreover, the food at home seems to be not enough now.

At the door of the security department, Battelle, who was squatting on guard, saw it for many years, and quickly dragged the latter into the office.

"Old Xu, do you still have food? How about this? Is there anything else you need my help with? Let's go back to the previous state. I'll do things for you and you cook for me, okay?" ?”

He cooks for himself and can't get enough to eat.

But with meals delivered for many years, he can eat half full.

For a big man, being able to eat half full is already very good.

"No, it's impossible. I've been cooking recently. I don't want to continue cooking for you."

I didn't think much about it for many years, and just shook my head and refused.

After finally looking forward to the stars and the moon, Qin Minghui, the god of plague, was finally sent away. He didn't want to continue to send food for many years.

Just because he wanted to send Qin Minghui to serve as a soldier, he lost at least 500 catties of grain for many years.

Battelle's monthly share of food costs is [-] catties of grain, which is not enough for production.

If it hadn't been for the addition of a catty or two of grain every day for many years, Battelle would have collapsed from exhaustion in the past few months.

When training, you have to eat well, and if you don't eat well, you have to eat well.

Of course, for Battelle, being very full is full.

However, for many years, it could not be supplied at all, and it could only be supplied until it was half full.

To achieve this level, this brother who has been a brother for many years can be regarded as trying his best.

Seeing that he refused without hesitation for many years, Battelle cried out in pain:
"Old Xu, you don't know. I'm miserable now. I can't get enough to eat every day. The share of [-] catties of grain is too little."

"Battelle, I told you last year to give you time to stockpile more food. If you start stockpiling now, there is still time."

"I don't even have enough to eat. If I can't get enough, you still ask me to stock up on food?"

Battelle's rhetorical question made Yin Xudong and others next to him nod in sympathy.

Especially for Yang Jun and others, they have a large family, most of them do not have enough share, and there is no meat, so life is very difficult.

Although he was the only one in the family who had food for many years, his salary was high for many years.

Many state-run restaurants do not need food stamps, but the price is double or more than that of ordinary restaurants that require food stamps.

Just like the restaurants where they had dinner together many years ago, food stamps are needed, but the price is the same as that at home, and it is not too expensive to buy vegetables and cook.

But food stamps are a natural restriction.

After many years of silence, he said:

"Battelle, Chief Yin, you haven't gone hunting for a while, right? During this time, it's best to go hunting in the mountains, go outside and have a look."

"What? Team Leader Xu, do you want to join us too?"

Before Yin Xudong opened his mouth to speak, Yang Jun became excited, and Wu Hao, Ma Junhua and others also watched eagerly for many years.

Throughout the winter, everyone stayed in the capital, and never went hunting in the Taihang Mountains again.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and it was difficult to move an inch. This is not a joke.

Isn't it a pleasure to go into the mountains to hunt in such cold weather?

"I won't go, but you can go." Many years shook his head and said.

Yang Jun and the others were not so happy immediately.

In November last year, Yang Jun also snatched the Type [-] and [-] rifles that he had used for many years, but he was not so lucky.

Therefore, everyone hopes to go hunting with them in the mountains for many years.

Otherwise, it is estimated that there are not many prey.

Seeing their disappointed expressions, I haven't said anything else for many years.

After a while, they are not lost, but depressed.

When I returned to the office, it was as usual for many years, working when there was work, and reading when not working.

It's just that reading books now is even more hidden.

Today is different from the past, and we must be more cautious in our words and deeds.

On the way home from get off work, the scenery is not much different from the past.

Pedestrians on the road are still full of hope for the future, everyone's face is still ugly, most of them are still thin, fat people can't see it.

However, over the years, we have seen many farmers who have moved to the city, and these people seem to come to the city more frequently.

After arriving home, many years called Qin Huairu to the study room, beside San Xiaozhi and Xu Wumei, there was an exam today.

"Xiao Ru, after half a year of study, you have probably mastered the writing of thousands of words, and you can write a [-]-word essay on your own. Next is an exam to test your academic performance in the past half year. Do you do well. Are you ready?"

When he said that, Qin Huairu became nervous, while the three little ones watched curiously.

Taking the exam together was Xu Wumei, and Xu Xiaoqian was too young to reach.

Although Xu Xiaoqian is ten years old this year, and it is now the second semester of the third grade, it is still very difficult for her to write a [-]-word composition.

With the test papers handed out, the test officially began.

In fact, at the end of last year, Qin Huairu also took a test.

However, it was the first time for Qin Huairu to take such a formal exam, she was too nervous, her performance was unstable, and her grades were average.

It's been another three months now, so there shouldn't be any problems this time, right?

For many years, I never thought that Qin Huairu could reach the sky in one step. After all, Qin Huairu is not as strong as him in memory.

The exam time is two hours, during which the three little ones will help to be the proctors.

After distributing the test papers, I returned to the middle courtyard to cook for many years.

Not long after, Zhou Hongmei walked in, "San'er, your wife is pregnant for five months, and you still let her take the exam? Are you in a hurry?"

The mother-in-law loves her daughter-in-law very much. After all, Qin Huairu has a big belly, so she might be twins at first glance.

It's just that in this era, how can there be any pregnancy test conditions?
Most of the time, he was still helping for many years. Every now and then, Zhang Mingde, an old Chinese doctor, came down from the mountains to see Lao Xu, and he would help Qin Huairu by the way.

Of course, Qin Huairu's body is very good, and the fetus is developing normally.

As for whether it was a matter of twins, the old Chinese doctor did not say.

Some pregnant women have big bellies, and no one can tell if they are really twins.

Besides, when it's time to give birth, won't we know if it's twins or not.

"Mom, Xiaoru is taking the exam, not doing farm work. Proper exercise and mental activity will be good for her body."

Explained dumbfoundingly for many years.

It is estimated that Zhou Hongmei was frightened by Lao Xu's illness, so she was very afraid that something would happen to her family.

In the past few months, every time Zhang Mingde treated Lao Xu, was he not covered in silver needles?

Although Lao Xu didn't feel any pain, Zhou Hongmei was terrified when she saw so many thin silver needles inserted into her body.

And every time the medicine is boiled, several kinds of precious herbs, as well as century-old ginseng, must be added every time and boiled together.

This is not boiling medicine, but burning money.

"San'er, although I don't know medicine, don't bully me for my ignorance. I'll ask your master next time."

"Mom, it's okay, you can ask, I don't care anyway."

Paused, then continued:
"Xiaoru is my daughter-in-law. It's too late for me to feel sorry for her. I will definitely not make her work too hard, let alone do something that hurts the child in her stomach. Mom, don't worry."

"The meal is ready, Mom, you can stay and have dinner together later."

Zhou Hongmei shook her head, "It's good for you to know, I'm just here to remind you, you can eat by yourself, we'll cook too."

In the front yard, Qin Huairu and Xu Wumei are still answering questions after opening the study door for many years.

It is estimated that it will take a while before they can finish answering the questions.

Anyway, the food is still hot in the pot, so it doesn't matter if you eat later.

Not long after, Qin Huairu finally finished answering the questions first. Seeing her preparing to hand in the paper for many years, he smiled and asked:

"It's still 15 minutes until the time, don't check again?"

"No need, brother Anian, you said it before. Those who are confident don't need to be checked."

Qin Huairu got up and handed in the test paper, and then said, "Besides, I've checked it just now, and it's probably the same if I check it again."

"Not bad, I checked it again!" Many years gave her a thumbs up.

She can do this step now, which is already very powerful.

It's not in vain to spend so many years trying so hard to give her extra lessons.

After another 5 minutes, Xu Wumei also handed in the paper.

It's no fun to wait any longer, just hand in the paper and eat.

"Okay, you have all handed in the papers, then go back to have dinner together, and I will correct the papers for you after the meal."

Soon, after dinner, everyone returned to the study.

This time, even Hu Meifeng, Fan Zhaodi, and Zhou Hongmei came over.

Everyone wants to see what they have been doing for many years.

Before the big book case, I have been carefully correcting the test papers for many years, and there are many people standing in front of and behind me.

Although the name of the test paper has been blocked for many years, Qin Huairu and Xu Wumei can still confirm whose test paper it is through their handwriting.

Seeing that it has been crossed out for many years, Xu Wumei covered her face, not daring to continue watching.

A test paper is divided into two parts, the front is mathematics, and the back is Chinese.

The difficulty factor is not high, equivalent to the level of the first and second grades.

For Xu Wumei, it should be very simple.

However, she has already forgotten a lot of basic knowledge.

On the contrary, Qin Huairu has been studying in a targeted manner, and she doesn't get as many wrong questions as Xu Wumei.

Not long after, both test papers were corrected.

"Xiaomei, take your test paper back and read it yourself. If you don't understand something wrong, I will explain it tomorrow morning."

After giving the test paper to Xu Wumei, she looked at Qin Huairu for many years and said:
"Xiao Ru, you did a good job this time, 80.00% are correct, and there are 20.00% left, you need to strengthen these parts..."

For the latter, being able to achieve this level is already very good.

So she was very happy and couldn't help but said:

"Brother A Nian, can I start learning accounting related knowledge next?"

Accounting?

Zhou Hongmei and the others felt strange, did they want Qin Huairu to be an accountant for many years?
Fan Zhaodi smiled in surprise and said:

"His third uncle, do you want to train Xiaoru to become an accountant? Didn't you say that accounting requires a technical secondary school education?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Many Years, wanting to see what explanation he had.

At this time, Qin Huairu realized that she had leaked the secret because of her quick talk.

Becoming an accountant has never been mentioned by the young couple.

The main reason is that Qin Huairu's education is low, and she has only studied for a few months, so she went to work as an accountant, and no one would take it seriously.

He even laughed at Qin Huairu.

After all, everyone is doing badly, but you are working hard?

Not to mention that there is a shortage of talents in many places, but there is fierce competition for more good jobs.

Not to mention, just an apprentice in a rolling mill, everyone will fight to the death.

Fighting is more common.

So, want to get a job if there's nothing special about it?
There are no doors!

It is also very particular about exchanging money for a job. It is absolutely impossible to talk about buying it. This is very taboo.

Especially for many years, more attention should be paid to this point.

Because everyone knows that the salary has been high for many years, and everyone knows that Qin Huairu has a rural household registration and is a graduate of a literacy class.

If Qin Huairu suddenly got a job, the neighbors would definitely suspect that it was bought with money for many years.

But it's different now. If Qin Huairu takes the exam through normal channels, maybe she can really find an accounting job.

"Yes, that's exactly what we intend to do."

After many years of smiling, he did not blame Qin Huairu for leaking secrets, but said frankly:
"According to Xiaoru's current knowledge, she should be able to take the Beijing Professional Accounting Qualification Examination in the second half of the year."

"Once you pass the exam, you will be able to apply for the quota for conversion from rural to non-agricultural, and become a city resident, and you can find a job smoothly..."

hiss!
Hearing this, Fan Zhaodi and Hu Meifeng took a deep breath and looked at Qin Huairu enviously.

It seems that Qin Huairu will soon no longer be a housewife, but a working urbanite.

"Third uncle, can my mother take this test?"

　Ask for a monthly pass
　　
　
(End of this chapter)