Interested students will naturally use the recess time to understand the rest of the details.

As for how many people in her class can sign up, Lu Li actually doesn't have much hope.

But Shen Du, who was sitting in the last row, took it to heart.

Because the more he studied, the more he discovered his own shortcomings.

The weakness of basic knowledge, the confusion of knowledge points, and the disconnection of serial knowledge have all become obstacles to his performance improvement and the highest obstacle when solving questions.

Now, there is only one way for him to make up for these shortcomings.

That is, in the premise of preview, the previous knowledge points are systematically connected in a simple series.

And this opportunity is now placed in front of his eyes.

Because the teachers of these subjects must be the most suitable knowledge for the current teaching needs.

In the same way, he will also assist students to make up for their past shortcomings and provide effective tutoring for their own students in a targeted manner.

Therefore, this course, which costs 100 yuan a week and 400 yuan a month, is very important to him.

It's just that this cost......

For the current Shen Du, it is still a bit high.

This little bit of money may be an insignificant price among the children of families like Miao Weiting and Ruan Rou.

Even after the classmates heard the price, a few people showed an expression that they couldn't bear to look at.

Shen Du had never paid attention to the cram school market before.

But he subconsciously felt that a junior high school teacher's make-up fee should not only be 20 yuan for two classes and 10 yuan for one class.

But even if it is a conscience price, can your own family easily bear it?

With such doubts, after dinner, Shen Du, who sent Ruan Rou and Miao Weiting out of the alley, turned around and walked towards the location of the small tailor's shop opened by his family.

In late autumn, Beijing is not as warm and comfortable as the south.

A few small winds mixed with grit swished towards Shen Du's collar.

He tugged back the green military coat that Shen Yaojun hung at the door on weekdays, shrunk his neck and ran a few steps, and then pushed away the small shop at the mouth of the alley that was still lit.

At this time, Shen Yaojun, who was on the night shift, had not yet gotten off work, and He Hongying, who was waiting for Shen Du to deliver food, was sitting behind the sewing machine, locking the edge of his pants for the next list he had just made.

Hearing the sound at the door, He Hongying, who raised her head, grinned.

"Dadu, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Shen Du, who turned around, opened the thermos bucket he was carrying in his hand, and the rice was placed on the top grid, and the bottom was specially pulled out for He Hongying to stir-fry.

Because this thermos bucket was newly sent by Ruan Rou's father, Shen Du carried it all the way, and when he opened it again, there was still a gentle breath inside.

Shen Du didn't know what to say, but took out a pair of chopsticks with a fresh-keeping bag from the pocket of the military coat and handed them to He Hongying's hand, let his mother find it by himself.

"It's all your favorite food, finish it quickly, let's call it a day and go back." ”

It was a bit cold on this day, and there was only one stove in the shop, and there was no unified heating.

And because a door was opened outside, the door face was treated, if the stove was lit at this time, not to mention, the smell of soot alone was good enough to make the people in the shops next to it disgusted to death.

He Hongying is also spicy, she rubbed her fingers, put the work in her hand on the case first, got up and took the thermos bucket, and moved a square stool as a table in the small open space of less than three square meters in the outfield, and sat down with a small horse and ate the food in the thermos bucket.

It wasn't until He Hongying got off the chopsticks, turned out a dish full of chopsticks, and smeared it on the white rice, that she saw clearly the food her son had packed for her.

The fried carrot sauce is also topped with a full layer of crispy fried prawns.

It's all authentic old Beijing home.

Sounds like the first one is not as clear as the next, right?

But He Hongying, who likes to eat sauce, likes this home-cooked dish the most.

Without him, let's eat.

To say that the most authentic dish to cook at home is Shen Du.

He would cut diced carrots, diced lean pork and tofu to the same size, and stir-fried them little by little on the fire in order of first cooked and then cooked.

In addition, the yellow noodle sauce produced in the local miso farm, stir-fried over high heat, and put it on the plate, it is also sticky, and it is wet without a dry mouth at all.

Just like she is now, she smoothed the yellow sauce on her chopsticks on the white rice, and then mixed the carrots and diced meat with the red sauce-colored rice, and stuffed it into her mouth......

Hey!

The glutinousness of the rice, the toughness of the diced meat, the crispness of the carrot and the softness of the tofu are all combined to form the most complex and varied combination.

The nine points of saltiness and one point of sweetness become the most satisfying taste of home-cooked food.

It looks ordinary, but it is the most inseparable existence that is most in line with the taste of the public.

He Hongying was very satisfied with this meal.

When she put down the thermos bucket and burped contentedly, she found that Shen Du, who had taken her place and was sitting behind the desk, had already locked the two pants she hadn't finished just now.

This son's dexterity is really like him.

When He Hongying held her chin with satisfaction and looked at her son's serious work.

The boy who had bitten the thread off with his teeth raised his eyelids and asked a question that should not have been asked by a child.

"How's your business doing this month?"

This has to be left in ordinary families, and the children in the third year of junior high school dare to ask this, and it is estimated that the irritable mother will pull her ears and yell: "It's your business!"

But this is in the Shen family, an eccentric family that began to worry about family poverty in the first year of junior high school.

A pair of Buddha-nature parents who need their children to urge them to work hard.

In the field of making money to support their families, they never regarded Shen Du as an ordinary child, but put him in the position of an equal friend who can talk about it, talking about this month's income.

So, He Hongying naturally reported a number to Shen Du.

"More than 3,700 yuan!"

"Excluding the rent of this house, it is more than 2,900 yuan!"

"That's a lot more than I made in the embroidery factory!"

But no, adding all the mess is equivalent to making an extra 1,100 yuan.

What's more, the rent of this house, their family got Uncle Ruan's investment, but they paid a year's rent at a time.

Shen Du felt that this number was indeed good, and it was not true.

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