good old days

As for the last male student, Song Yahui, Jiang Xinyu and the three of them were surprised. This one simply thought that going to school and math was so difficult that he couldn't learn it. Jiang Xinyu didn't know his grades yet, but Song Guifang, as the class teacher, still knew.

When the three found Song Yahui, he came out of the forest belt with a group of little kids in a disheveled but cheerful manner. He looked like a king of children, holding a rabbit with a broken leg in his hand, and the smile on his face was extremely bright.

Jiang Xinyu was a little angry. The two girls just now obviously wanted to continue to go to school, but they couldn't continue because of the family situation.

And this classmate Song, this heartless and heartless appearance of only having fun looks too unpleasant.

As Song Yahui's head teacher, Song Guifang angrily raised her voice and called out.

When Song Yahui saw the teacher, he was subconsciously short of breath. After all, he was often scolded by the teacher for being mischievous in school.

Song Guifang directly dragged him to his parents, "Uncle, Aunt, if he doesn't want to go to school, you just let him?"

Song Yahui's parents said: "We let him go to school, but he won't go, and he won't go even if he's beaten to death. If he can't learn, what should we do?"

Song Yahui shouted: "It's too difficult, I can't learn it at all, I'm not that material!"

Jiang Xinyu was somewhat angry: "You are not a material for going to school, what are you? A material for digging out excrement?"

She couldn't learn anything in junior high school, and she felt that he didn't take his studies seriously at all.

Luo Yuan was amused by Jiang Xinyu.

Song Yahui saw Jiang Xinyu who he didn't know, scratched his head and said honestly: "Actually, I'm not very good at digging out dung."

"Then what do you do?"

Song Yahui thought about it seriously, and shook the rabbit in his hand, "I can catch rabbits, I can also dig out wild eggs, and I can even catch them in the fields."

"Then what do you want to do in the future? What can you do?" Jiang Xinyu asked with a serious face.

Song Yahui was only 13 years old. He tilted his head and wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "When I grow up, I will ask for a daughter-in-law, have children, and earn work points in the fields."

Jiang Xinyu felt that if she asked the boys in the countryside what they wanted to do in the future, most of them would give Song Yahui the answer.

They have never seen the vast world outside, and the double poverty of spiritual thought and material makes them seem to live to find a wife, have children and carry on the family line.This is created by the times, and it depends on the development of society to reverse it.

Song Yahui glanced at Jiang Xinyu, and asked Song Guifang: "Ms. Song, who is she? Why haven't I seen her before?" She was so beautiful. He had never seen such a beautiful one before. She was even more beautiful than Teacher Xie, and it was so fresh.

Song Guifang said to Song Yahui and the others: "This is the new teacher at the school, surnamed Jiang, who teaches mathematics, physics and chemistry."

Jiang Xinyu said to Song Yahui with a serious face, "You have to go to school to report next week."

Song Yahui scratched his head and said awkwardly: "But I can't learn it."

Jiang Xinyu didn't know where her sense of responsibility came from, "I will teach you! As long as you study hard!"

She was holding her breath in her heart. She originally only considered going to school as a teacher for a year as a transition, and it would be convenient for her to review if she was paid. Of course, she would teach students well in class.But what she saw and heard today once again broke through her understanding of this era, and it conflicted with the education and ideas she had received before, and she suddenly felt a little more responsible as a teacher.

Song Yahui hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "That's fine."

For the sake of the beauty of the new teacher, he tried his best.

Song Yahui's parents felt that the sun was coming out from the west. They chased and beat this brat a few days ago, and he didn't go to school after running for two miles, but now they let go.

"We, Yahui, will trouble you from now on."

Jiang Xinyu looked serious, "What's the trouble, what can a half-grown kid do if he doesn't go to school? Only after he goes to school will he have the opportunity to enter the city."

After separating from Song Yahui's parents, Song Guifang took the two of them back to her natal home for a drink.

Her stepmother was cooking, and she didn't ask Song Guifang to stay at home for a meal before leaving, which shows that the relationship is very normal.

Three students can be regarded as persuading one today, and they are not returning in vain.

Song Guifang was very familiar with the place where she grew up, so she took the two of them to pick wild peppercorns and red dates.

The red dates in Jiang Xinyu's house can also be eaten, but she doesn't think too much of this thing, it can be eaten for a long time after drying, and it can be exchanged for money when made into red date cake.

Last night, Song Guifang specifically asked the two to bring cloth pockets, maybe they could pick something up on the way back.

In addition to red dates and peppercorns, halfway down the road and half a mile to the foot of the short mountain, there are actually two wild chestnut trees. The trees are not small, and they have a lot of luxuriant branches. They seem to have been around for many years.

Jiang Xinyu was so happy, she only hated that the cloth pocket she brought was not enough. She could make chestnut cake or stewed chicken with this thing. It would be very good to make fried chestnuts with sugar as a snack. Even without sugar, this thing itself has a sweet taste, and it tastes delicious when cooked.

Luo Yuan climbed up the tree and threw it from top to bottom. The two had a great time picking it up.

"Sister Song, is there anything else around here?"

Jiang Xinyu is looking forward to wild apple trees and pear trees, picking more can be eaten for a long time.

Song Guifang shook her head and said, "Go further to the east of the brigade, there are a few apple and pear trees over there, but they are picked before they are fully ripe."

Luo Yuan's palms were red from being pricked by Mao Lizi. Seeing that the three cloth pockets were full, he jumped down from the tree and patted his body.

After tying up the cloth pockets, the three of them continued on their journey.

Song Guifang's family belonged to the advance brigade, and Luo Yuan wanted to go back to the commune. Jiang Xinyu and Luo Yuan sent Song Guifang to the advance brigade. Her family members all went to work. They drank water at her house and ate miscellaneous grain pancakes with pickles before returning to continue walking.

At a fork in the road, Jiang Xinyu and Luo Yuan waved their hands and walked in the direction of the Wuliqiao brigade.

She returned home with a full load today, and when she got home, she gave away a bag of chestnuts to Chen Yi's family.

Chen Yi was sweating profusely laying floor tiles in the hut in the courtyard, and there was a lot of dust on his body, but Widow Wang was not there.

She chattered about today's situation, and said: "There are still a lot of chestnuts on the tree, should we go and pull some back?"

Chen Yi said: "When I finish my busy work, I will take Xiao Chuan with me."

He has been to all the villages in the commune, and he can still find the places she mentioned.

"Xiao Chuan? Yuan Chunhua's eldest son?"

He said "yes", "That kid is quite capable, the captain assigned him to the pigsty, and my mother said that he can resist twelve pigweeds in a day, and he will be credited with five work points."

Speaking of Fang Xiaochuan, it is inevitable to talk about the fact that Fang Xiaochuan's younger brother was taken away this morning.

Jiang Xinyu was a little bit embarrassed.

Things in this era can always break through her cognition, people's poverty, helplessness, and patriarchal thoughts are deeply ingrained...

It's a pity that she doesn't know much about agriculture, and she doesn't have the ability to change the status quo of this era. At most, she can improve her own conditions. She can't seem to do anything else.

"Why are you still laying floor tiles? It's a waste of money. You won't be able to live here for long anyway. When you have money, you can rebuild a brick house or a small country house?"

Jiang Xinyu said it very easily, as if she could easily earn the money to build a small villa.Mainly subconsciously, she didn't regard this small broken house as her future home.

Chen Yi was speechless, who was he laying the floor tiles for?Don't you want her to live more comfortably in the future?
If the roof is not repaired, it will leak when it rains, and if the floor tiles are not laid, the ground will be muddy when it leaks.