Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei couldn't figure out how Wen Lan saw the shadow of the hanged neighbor from Zhou Chujiang's body.
Although this person is a bit annoying, he still looks decent, and he doesn't have anything to do with a hanged man.
Wen Lan laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up. She laughed and said:
"Didn't I tell you that I have a neighbor who writes articles for newspapers? Hahaha... One time he didn't know what to do and wanted to hang himself... Hahaha..."
"Before he hanged himself, he read a poem he wrote himself hahaha...and then the beams broke..."
Lin Nianhe: "Pfft..."
Wang Shumei: "Hahaha..."
They didn't want to laugh, but the beam was broken!
Wen Lan laughed so hard that the corners of her eyes were wet. She took a few breaths and continued: "I thought of Zhou Chujiang when he read his poem that day, hahaha... I was afraid that I wouldn't laugh in front of him, so I didn't dare to look at him hahaha... "
Lin Nianhe: "Don't mention him. You go on talking about your neighbor first."
Wang Shumei: "Yes, what happens after the beam breaks?"
"Oh, after the beams were broken, the house collapsed. You guys say it's weird. He was photographed under the roof. He only had a scratch on his skin, bones and everything... After he was dug out He just kept saying that there is great terror between life and death, so it is better to live."
"puff……"
"Hahaha……"
After laughing for a while, Wen Lan suddenly remembered: "Hey, do you two think I can like Zhou Chujiang?"
Lin Nianhe: "Is there any?"
Wang Shumei: "Who said that?"
Wen Lan pointed back and forth at the two of them: "You two just said it yourself."
Lin Nianhe: "No?"
Wang Shumei: "No."
Wen Lan: "Yes."
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei tilted their heads and looked at her for a while, then turned around in unison: "Let's go, let's have a hot meal."
"Yes, it's time for the child's lunchbox to be heated."
Wen Lan asked behind them: "When will the dumplings be made?"
"What kind of dumplings are you making? It's not the Chinese New Year."
"It's just, what kind of family is it? How can you just make dumplings when you have nothing to do? Are you going to have a hard time?"
Wen Lan: "...!"
No matter how much Sister Lan jumped around, the dumplings were gone.
Children in Jiuli Brigade all bring lunch boxes to school. They hand them over to the kitchen in the morning and heat them up at noon before handing them out.
Lin Nianhe also brought a lunch box today. She thought that since these children were coming to school for the first time, she should have a meal with them at noon.
Her lunch box only contained rice and fried garlic sprouts, but she took the lunch box back to the classroom and looked at the food her students had brought, but she couldn't eat it anyway.
Their lunch boxes or enamel jars contained one or two steamed buns, some with some home-pickled pickles, some with peanut-sized fermented bean curd, and some with just a little soy sauce...
Lin Nianhe felt that the lunch box in his hand was too hot and he could hardly hold it.
"Teacher Lin, are you eating at school too?" He Jianyu asked her while biting his bun.
Lin Nianhe came back to his senses, forced a smile, opened the lunch box and said, "No, I went back to eat. No, I made too much food. Please help me eat some, otherwise it will go bad at night."
As she spoke, she used a spoon to distribute the rice and vegetables to several students one by one.
The little ones looked at the extra white rice and fried garlic sprouts in the bowl. Their eyes widened and they looked at Lin Nianhe blankly. No one moved their chopsticks.
Lin Nianhe urged with a smile: "Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."
The little guys all swallowed their saliva, but still no one moved.
At this moment, Principal Wu came in carrying a vegetable basin.
She walked in and said, "Why did you leave without picking up the food? Didn't you know that food money was included in the tuition?"
Principal Wu spoke in a natural tone, holding a rice spoon and serving food to the students one by one.
Tofu stewed with cabbage and a quarter of an egg per person.
The students tilted their heads and looked at Principal Wu and Lin Nianhe blankly.
Does their tuition include food money? They don't know either.
Principal Wu finished serving the dishes one by one, and then said: "Have you seen the vegetable patch behind our school? All the vegetables you eat will be picked from there, so you have to work hard in labor class, you know? ?”
The little beans nodded, as if they thought the principal's words were more convincing, and finally picked up their chopsticks.
After watching them eat for a while, Principal Wu ordered: "No one is allowed to leave any food left. No one is allowed to waste food."
"good."
"Know it."
"Will not."
Seeing that they were eating honestly, Principal Wu left with peace of mind. Lin Nianhe stayed for a while, then turned around and followed them out.
She caught up with Principal Wu in a few steps and asked her: "Principal, you have both vegetables and eggs. Your salary is not enough to subsidize it, right?"
Principal Wu is very tolerant: "I can only take care of the day, but it's useless for me to ask for money."
She was alone and there was no use saving money.
Before Lin Nianhe could say anything, Principal Wu said again: "You can take the eggs from the remaining students in your class and share them later."
Lin Nianhe grabbed her clothes and said, "Principal, let's raise some chickens and pigs and let the children feed them by themselves. It's better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish."
Principal Wu looked a little helpless: "I would like to, but the village primary school does not have the quota for raising chickens and pigs. I mentioned it to the team leader once before, and he said that at most we can raise two chickens according to the standards of community members. "
Two chickens, nearly a hundred people, these two chickens are too exhausted to feed them.
Lin Nianhe asked: "Then who can take care of this matter? Does the commune take care of it?"
Principal Wu shook his head: "There is no such precedent before - even if the commune allows you to raise chickens and piglets for free? The school is poor, how can it afford to do this?"
Lin Nianhe said nothing and looked at her with blinking eyes.
Principal Wu frowned, took her hand and whispered: "Don't take out any more money. You are a little girl. You have to keep some money in your own hands. Obedient, you don't have to worry about this. I You can hold on—besides, we still have a vegetable patch.”
From the look in her eyes, Principal Wu knew that this girl wanted to supplement the expenses out of her own pocket.
When she thought about how this village elementary school came to be, she couldn't help but worry about Lin Nianhe.
What family can afford to take money from outside like this?
Lin Nianhe held her finger with his backhand and said, "Okay, principal, our class has physical education class in the afternoon. I will go to the commune first and ask Uncle Feng if we can raise chickens and pigs. If he agrees, we will think about it again." Method."
"You... okay, you don't have to give up if you don't want to go. Then you can go over after dinner later, and I will watch your class for you."
"okay."
Lin Nianhe smiled and waved to her, then left the school with the empty lunch box.
Lin Nianhe returned to the educated youth point, took a bowl of noodles from the space and ate it, then packed his bag, got on his bicycle and went out.
She rode to the entrance of the village and stopped unconsciously, looking back to see this poor but beautiful village.
They won't always be this poor.
Definitely not.
(End of chapter)
