Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the winter vacation is coming, and the New Year is approaching.
After the general cleaning, Zhang and his party left the classroom carrying their schoolbags and carrying a small bench.
The Yuhong class does not have chairs for students, so the small benches are brought by students from their own homes.
Now that we have a long vacation, we need to move back.
Zhang and his party held the bench on their heads, which saved much effort.
Zhang Xiuxiu also followed suit, with the small backpack on her back bouncing and humming "The Big Sedan" in her mouth.
"When the sun came out, I climbed the hillside. When I reached the top of the mountain, I wanted to sing. The singing came to my sister. She laughed when she heard my singing..."
Zhang Yixing interrupted Zhang Xiuxiu and said, "Xiuxiu, this is not the right way to sing. I will sing something more fun for you."
Zhang Xiuxiu looked confused, "Ah, how to sing?"
Zhang Yixing cleared his throat and said, "Listen up!"
"When the sun came out, I climbed the hillside. When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I stole apples. An old man found out and sent me to the police station. There were too many people in the police station, so I was squeezed into a rat's nest. There were so many rats in the rat's nest that I was taken to the police station. There’s a hole in my clothes.”
Zhang Yixing sang it twice, and Zhang Xiuxiu remembered it. She sang all the way, and received curious and probing eyes along the way.
As Zhang and his team received the first reply letter, acceptance notices continued to arrive.
Some are mailed to school, and some are mailed to home.
Of course there is also the fee sheet.
and some sample magazine issues.
Both teachers at school and acquaintances in the village have become accustomed to this and no longer scramble to believe it like the first time.
Nowadays, Zhang and his party can go to the office to borrow magazines and periodicals ordered by the school at any time, and there is no problem in taking them home to read.
In addition to magazines, Zhang Yixing also borrows some student newspapers and storybooks, and from time to time asks the teacher for advice on how to read some words.
Then one day the teachers suddenly realized that Zhang Yixing's reading and writing skills seemed to be beyond the level of a third-grade student.
Smart, hard-working, loves to read, precocious, and far ahead of his age, these are the labels given to Zhang Yixin by his teachers.
This is also the impression Zhang Yixing deliberately left on the teachers.
"The great writer is back!"
"The great writers are out of school!"
When they walked into the village, more and more people greeted Zhang and his party.
Zhang and his party kept replying while his brother, sister-in-law, uncle and aunt kept shouting.
Because school ended early today, when Zhang and his siblings returned home, Li Hongyu had not returned from a visit.
Zhang and his party took out the door key from under the stone at the door and opened the door.
The big sow ran out of the pig pen again and was sleeping under the big poplar tree. When she heard a sound, she looked up and wandered over to block Zhang and his party.
Zhang and his party put down the bench, picked up a wooden stick nearby and scratched the sow's belly.
The sow kept humming.
A few minutes later, when Zhang and his team threw away the stick, it went back to lie down under the poplar tree.
Zhang and his party entered the main room and took out all the books in their schoolbags.
In addition to textbooks and homework, there are also seven or eight magazines and periodicals, all borrowed from the school office.
Zhang Xiuxiu threw her schoolbag on the table and shouted: "Brother, let's go out and play!"
Zhang Yixing rolled his eyes at her, "Finish your holiday homework first!"
"I don't!"
After saying that, Zhang Xiuxiu was about to run out, but failed.
Zhang Yi Xing grabbed her collar from behind and dragged her back to the table.
Zhang Yixing glared and said, "You can't play until you finish your homework, otherwise you'll give me back your schoolbag and pencil case!"
When Zhang Xiuxiu heard that she wanted to return her schoolbag, she immediately wilted. She opened her schoolbag and took out her homework with a grimace.
Zhang Yixing snorted. He didn't want to stay up late doing homework for his sister in the last few days of the vacation.
I don’t want to lie about not finishing my homework, saying that my homework was torn by a cat, my bottom was wiped by an illiterate grandma, or my homework was washed away when I rescued a child who fell into the water.
Thinking about it now, I really admire the teachers at that time! How did they remain calm after hearing these ridiculous reasons?
When the sun went down and Li Hongyu came back, Zhang and his party had already finished their holiday homework quickly.
These assignments are nothing more than child's play for him today.
Seeing his sister Zhang Xiuxiu's sad and indignant face, looking at the TV from time to time, Zhang Yixing sighed, "I'll write tomorrow. Let's go watch TV!"
As if she had received an amnesty, Zhang Xiuxiu pushed her homework away from the stool, quickly turned on the TV, and found her favorite cartoon.
Zhang and his party took out the seven or eight magazines and read through them.
The school had nothing to say about him.
Because of his "unintentional remark" at the time, now that the total number of magazines ordered by the school remains unchanged, they are no longer limited to the well-known "Hong Lei", but are all kinds of magazines that the school can buy. , will order one or two copies.
Zhang Yixing just wanted to enrich his submission channels. After all, the number of manuscripts a magazine can accommodate is limited.
"Bring the bowl!"
Following a shout from the kitchen, Zhang and his party and Zhang Xiuxiu quickly put down their work and went to the kitchen.
Today's stewed cabbage contains oily residue, and the fried beans also contain boiled eggs.
Since Zhang Yixing started writing articles, although he has not earned much money, he has received small sums of money every now and then, which has still made considerable improvements to this poor family.
At least you can see meaty food in your meals from time to time.
I remember that in the past, only during the Chinese New Year, my family would buy two knives of meat because we needed to visit relatives, and we didn’t have a refrigerator. After turning it around for a few times, the meat will change its flavor.
But even if the meat tastes bad, they are reluctant to eat it directly. They often cut off the fat and make lard.
Snow-white lard is the most meaty food eaten on weekdays.
At that time, Zhang Yixing and Zhang Xiuxiu often stepped on the bench and secretly took out the oil residue from the cupboard to eat. They often agreed to only eat one or two pieces, but accidentally drank less than half of the bowl while eating.
So at that time, the day that Zhang and his party looked forward to the most was the Chinese New Year, because compared to normal days, the food during the Chinese New Year was really good.
After finishing the meal quickly, leaving most of the plate for his father who came home late, Zhang and his party burped and left the table.
After walking to the wall and measuring his height, Zhang and his team drew a line on the wall along his scalp.
Seems to have grown taller.
