The children in the mountains, even Da Zhuang and Haichuan, who were only six or seven years old, walked more than ten miles on the mountain road as if they were playing.
On the contrary, Yun Shu, who has been "floating" for 50 years, is almost paralyzed from exhaustion, mainly because her body has suffered too much in the past three months. If she hadn't practiced the "Health Preservation Secret" and added the stalactite water, Even though he was angry, Yun Shu couldn't guarantee whether he could reach Dayangshu Village.
It took more than two hours to finally arrive at Dayangshu Primary School. The other children went back to their classes. Yun Shu took Da Zhuang and Haichuan to the principal's office based on Daya's memory.
Dayangshu Primary School was established after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The principal is Li Shukui. He has been a primary school principal for more than ten years. He has worked hard for the teachers and hardware of the school. He is really dedicated to the children and is a top educator.
Li Shukui had some knowledge of the situation in Yun Shu's family, because Daya's mother was the sixth-grade head teacher of Dayangshu Primary School.
On the day of Daya's parents' funeral, Li Shukui came to express condolences. Because Yun Shu dropped out of school, he even went to Qingxi Village five or six times.
It's a pity that Da Ya was controlled by that vicious woman Xia Zhaodi with Da Zhuang and Xiao Zhuang. No matter what Principal Li and her grandfather said, she stopped going to school, which made Principal Li very angry.
In this rural place, there are no secrets in Shiliba Village. Li Shukui already knew what Daya and her second aunt had done, and finally understood Daya's helplessness in not going to school in the first place.
This time Li Shukui heard that Yun Shu was going to study at home and only came back to take the exam. Although he was afraid of delaying a good student who was studying, he also knew that this was an impossible solution.
Not only did he take the initiative and only charge half of Yun Shu's tuition, but he also gave Yun Shu all the books from grades one to six. Because they were all old books, he only charged a symbolic dollar.
Then Principal Li tested Da Zhuang's first-grade knowledge, and Da Zhuang's answers were absolutely correct.
Haichuan was also very emotional. He followed Wang Ye and started memorizing "Song of Soup" since he could speak. He could count and read, which was even better than Da Zhuang.
So after some tests by Principal Li, Dayangshu Primary School has two more first-year and freshmen students who are homeschooled.
Of course, Principal Li's promise to Da Zhuang and Haichuan to study at home was conditional, that is, the scores in each exam must not be lower than the top ten, otherwise they would have to go back to school, and Yun Shu naturally agreed.
After paying the tuition and holding the books, the three of them happily left the school and walked towards the market.
The market place is at the threshing floor of Dayangshu Village, to the south and north of the school. There are five or six surrounding villages with just such a market. It is naturally very lively every time there is a big market.
There will be a two-day New Year goods market before the end of the year, and it will be even more crowded.
The sun was shining brightly today, the autumn weather was neither too hot nor too cold, and the small stalls were full of people.
Yun Shu had previously thought that supplies were scarce during this period, and people had little money or tickets. This market would certainly not be too big, and there would be everything anyone wanted to sell.
Today is also the time for the textile factory to go to the countryside. The fabrics may be a little bit torn or only have a piece of cloth, forming a pile like a hill.
Not only do these fabrics have more types than supply and marketing cooperatives, but they are also much cheaper. Most importantly, they require less cloth stamps, and you can even barter with eggs, grains, fruits, etc.
As soon as Yun Shu thought about it, he knew that this should be a way for state-owned enterprises to benefit their employees.
The benefits of state-owned enterprises are good, and they are still an iron rice bowl, but when it comes to food supplies, landlords have no surplus.
There is no strict inspection in this small rural place. Anyway, the defective products are still taking up space in the warehouse, so it is better to replace them with food and something more practical.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and the Mid-Autumn Festival welfare for the workers has not yet been affected, so someone is smart and thought of this method. Of course, the excuse is to go to the countryside to bring warmth and benefit the farmer brothers.
In this era, the emphasis is on "three years of newness, three years of oldness, and another three years of mending." If you look in the crowd, there is no clothes that are not patched.
Nowadays, everything has to be limited and based on tickets. The cloth tickets allocated to rural areas are very few. It is said that the average per capita is seven to nine feet, but in fact it is not that much at all. It is common for a family to not make new clothes for several years.
Fortunately, there are people in the countryside who can weave homespun cloth, so they are not left naked.
But the Northeast is too cold and not suitable for growing cotton. The cotton coupons given to you often cannot buy cotton, so every household has a few jackets made of sheepskin, dog skin, or rabbit skin. Of course, there are also other good leathers, but they are reluctant to use them. , mostly used to exchange money and tickets.
There were too many people going to the market, and Da Zhuang and Haichuan were small. Yun Shu held the two children tightly. It was very painful to be crowded, so he simply led the two children to a stall selling tofu bread and fried cakes.
"You two are eating tofu here. My sister will go shopping first and come back to pick you up. Remember, don't run around blindly. Just wait for me here."
The steamed buns and millet porridge in their stomachs have long been digested. Da Zhuang and Haichuan were also hungry. When they heard that there was tofu cake to eat, they nodded quickly.
Yun Shu didn't have food stamps in his hand. Fortunately, he didn't need food stamps during the big fair. He bought two bowls of tofu puffs. The marinade was so strong that he was appetizing when he smelled it.
However, because I don’t need food stamps, a bowl of tofu bread that usually costs five cents on weekdays costs eight cents at a big market. Some people find it too expensive, but certainly not Yun Shu.
This girl has now been completely conquered by the prices of this period. Even if she eats all the food in the market, it will not cost more than ten yuan. If you have money, you will be willful.
Yun Shu left the buns in the cloth bag for the two of them and told the boss to take a look at them from time to time and not to ask anyone to take the two children away.
"I'll be back in a moment, you two eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Da Zhuang and Haichuan promised not to run around and waited here. Yun Shu carried his backpack and found a place to carry people. He first took out the money and tickets, and then made some preparations before going to the cloth stall. Go.
Yun Shu moved very nimbly, twisting and turning, and got into the innermost part of the pile of girls and wives. The hill-like pile of cloth in front of him looked like it had been pulled directly from the scrap warehouse.
There were five or six people selling cloth, both men and women, all in their thirties and forties, with a steady look. Behind them was a large truck with a canvas hood that was rare in the county.
The voices of these people didn't sound like they were from the Northeast, but rather had a Shandong accent. They didn't know how they found such a remote mountain village.
Yun Shu also picked with the crowd, and the cloth seller didn't care. Moreover, people at this time were so simple, and they wouldn't take advantage of someone's attention.
All the fabrics here are sold not by size, but by pieces, and they are exchanged with grain and non-staple food first, then money. Both parties think they have taken a big advantage.
Those who could come out to handle this secret matter were all the backbones of the unit's labor union or logistics, a group of people. Although they looked down on these old farmers in their hearts, they showed such enthusiasm that the farmer brothers felt the "warmth like spring."
