Niu Wa has been much more lively recently, and her favorite thing every day is to be hugged by Sister Lin.
He also likes hugs from the principal's mother, but he is afraid that the principal's mother will be tired, so he asks for hugs much less frequently.
The little guy is wearing military green clothes today, with his soft, white face looking up, like a little rice dumpling with one corner peeled off.
Lin Nianhe was so cute that he picked him up with a soft tsk, rubbed his little face and said, "Baby, you can still negotiate terms, right?"
Niu Wa didn't argue and just smiled in her arms.
He was happy for a while, then took Lin Nianhe's hand, took out a handful of pine nuts from his pocket and put it in her palm: "I picked them up with Erwang at noon, hehe."
Lin Nianhe's heart was so soft that it almost melted.
She looked at Niuwa, and tens of thousands of "What kind of fairy babies is this" flashed through her mind.
Seeing that she was silent, Niu Wa lowered his head and rummaged through his pockets.
He finally found another pine nut from the seam of his clothes, put it in Lin Nianhe's hand and said, "There is none today. I will go up the mountain to find it for you tomorrow."
Lin Nianhe: "...!"
She clutched the pine nuts tightly, put her other hand on Niu Wa's little head, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Niu Wa, I will definitely buy you a street in the future!"
Niu Wa: "...?"
A rare daze flashed in his eyes, but soon they turned into two crescent moons: "Sister, you don't have to buy me anything, I'm the best with you."
Lin Nianhe: "Two!"
"Really not..."
"Stop talking, I might not be able to afford it if I add more money."
"..."
On September 4, 1975, Lin Nianhe promised to buy two streets for Niu Wa.
She took several deep breaths, then managed to calm down, and finally remembered: "Oh, yes, you just said, what did you say about Zhang Dahu?"
Niu Wa reached out and pulled away the hand covering her mouth, and replied: "I told him that you are very busy because school has just started in the past two days, so let him wait patiently for a few days."
Lin Nianhe nodded: "Okay, I will give him a paper later."
Niu Wa frowned, and the fingers holding her tightened unconsciously.
Lin Nianhe lowered his eyes and looked at him: "You also have extracurricular homework."
Niu Wa's brows stretched and she smiled: "Okay!"
Fragmented footsteps were approaching, it was other students returning.
Niu Wa twisted around and slipped out of Lin Nianhe's arms. She ran back to her seat with her short legs and sat down. She opened her homework book and started doing her homework as if nothing happened.
The last period in the afternoon is a self-study class, which is for children to do homework - some of their homes don't even have tables, so they have to lie down on the kang to write. Principal Wu visited almost every student's home, and after seeing this, he added a self-study class to the class schedule.
Lin Nianhe sat at the table, watching the little ones come back one by one shaking water drops on their hands, and asked with a chuckle: "What did Teacher Wen say?"
He Jianjun happened to walk by her, and when he heard this, he replied: "Mr. Wen, we have too much time to think about it, so let's help her pull weeds."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
I have to say that Sister Lan’s educational philosophy is very characteristic of the times.
At this time, there was no chicken education, no concept of happy learning, and I had never heard of educational psychology.
The education methods of teachers and parents are simple and crude - spanking if they don't obey, and spanking if they don't do well in exams. Oh, remember to spank the buttocks, the fleshy buttocks won’t be damaged.
Children are not precious these days. There are a lot of children at home, and parents who work hard all day for food rations have so much energy to take care of them. Wen Lan had said once before, like a joke, that her brother ran away from home for two days, and her parents didn't realize that there was a child missing from the house.
Lin Nianhe saw that these little guys were used to it, and he guessed that they often heard such words at home.
She tapped the table with her finger and said, "I guess Teacher Wen is busy, but I don't know why we grow corn instead of sorghum. How about I ask the captain to explain it to us?"
It is human nature to be curious about knowledge. When the little ones heard what she said, they immediately nodded and looked at her eagerly.
"Then I'll go. You are doing your homework in the classroom, and no one is allowed to disturb the class discipline."
"good!"
Lin Nianhe left the classroom and went to the second grade next door to find Wang Xue.
"Sister Xue, I'm going to find the captain, please help me keep an eye on our class." Lin Nianhe pointed behind him.
Wang Xue nodded towards her: "No problem, go ahead."
Lin Nianhe hurried out and went straight to the brigade headquarters.
Li Dahe was smoking his pipe with a sad look on his face.
Lin Nianhe swallowed the words on his lips and asked first: "Uncle Captain, what's wrong with you?"
Li Dahe was annoyed when he saw someone coming. He didn't care whether Lin Nianhe could help or not, so he couldn't help but started to talk: "I'm going to the commune for a meeting in the afternoon. The pigs in the victory brigade are sick. I'm afraid something will happen to our pigs too." …Sigh, it’s rare that the situation is good this year and the pigs have enough to eat. If you are sick…”
Lin Nianhe looked at his increasingly sparse skull and asked, "Isn't there a veterinarian to check it out?"
"I went and prepared the medicine, but the pig lost fat." Li Dahe took a long puff of cigarette, and the old smoker choked himself, "Ahem... I can't help it, I just hope that we can Nothing can happen to the pig."
The state encourages raising pigs, and every production team has the slogan "The more pigs are, the more fat they will be, the more fat they will be, the more grain will be, the more grain will be, the more pigs will be." Their mission here is "one pig per acre", which means that there are as many mission pigs as there are acres of land. Apart from the mission pigs that need to be turned in, it is allowed for each family to raise them if they want or can, and you can get a cloth ticket when you turn them in for slaughter. .
Raising pigs is not an easy job. In this era when there is no pig feed and it is difficult for people to eat enough, every ounce of meat on pigs is hard-earned. In the eyes of most people, pig diseases are much more serious than human diseases.
Lin Nianhe had never been to a pig pen since he came to the Shili Brigade. He only heard that it was two jobs to carry a large basket of pig grass, and the work of feeding the pigs was done by a few aunts who could not get off the ground.
Lin Nianhe thought for a while and said, "I don't know how to cure swine fever, but I still know a little bit about prevention."
Li Dahe's eyes lit up: "Really? You really know it? Can you do it?"
Lin Nianhe clasped his little hands behind his back: "Uncle Captain, your suspicious eyes are very hurtful. When have I ever lied to someone?"
Li Dahe: "Then can you tell me in detail where those eighty eggs came from?"
Lin Nianhe said confidently: "I bought it from the supply and marketing cooperative."
Li Dahe: "Heh."
Lin Nianhe still wanted to defend himself, but Li Dahe said, "Okay, you tell me the explanation, and I'll see if I can do it."
"I have to think about it again. This is a big deal and we can't be vague about it. Let's do it this evening and give it to you early tomorrow morning." Lin Nianhe said, "It's better to spend the night in a hurry."
Li Dahe actually wanted to say that he was anxious for a minute.
But what Lin Nianhe said made sense, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, you have to give it to me early tomorrow morning."
"Don't worry," Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly, "Then you're fine now. Can you go to our class and explain to the children in my class why we grow corn here but not soybeans or sorghum?"
"Why is this happening? The commune only gives us corn seeds!"
"..."
(End of chapter)
