Looking back now, Bai Meilan's education method has had a great impact on the children in the brigade.

Compared with the children in the city, many external conditions are not comparable, but singing, drama, simple dancing, etc., have opened the children's eyes.

At the same time, it adds a bit of color to the boring days.

Gu Wenying suddenly laughed, "I think we can still have Children's Day." ”

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Jiayue with bright eyes, "Okay?"

Qiao Jiayue was a little moved by what she said, "What do you want to do?"

"Let me think about it. ”

The singing in the Children's Palace had stopped, and it seemed that someone was talking, and then another well-known song was sung.

The two walked back again, each riding their bicycles separately, and about Children's Day, the two decided to plan carefully these days.

There was no one at home, so Qiao Jiayue went directly to the library to find Qiao Hongliang and read the newspaper by the way.

There are a lot of books at home, but there are still too few types of books in the library, which makes no sense to them like brothers and sisters.

The library is still bustling on Sundays, with many children and young people coming in and out.

When she stepped into the library, Qiao Jiayue saw that the chairs inside were full of people, and she didn't even let go of the floor.

The shelves of newspapers and magazines were empty, Qiao Jiayue glanced at it, Qiao Hongliang shuttled between the bookshelves, looking for books for borrowers, registering, and didn't even have the time to drink saliva.

Qiao Jiayue took out her library card and looked at it, but the first grid was not filled.

On the walls, in addition to the hanging portraits, there are all kinds of large white papers, which are densely written with book titles.

Many people stood by the wall and looked at the titles on it, searching for the books they wanted to read, secretly jundering a few titles, and then running to the window.

There are so many people borrowing books nowadays, and the books that interest you are likely to be borrowed, so you can only try your luck with a few books.

Qiao Jiayue looked at the titles of the books on the wall and found that there were very few new books, she looked at the window again, and the person who borrowed the book put his arm on the windowsill with a look of anticipation.

If they borrow a book they want to read, they smile, and if they don't have any books they want, they sigh and continue searching for the title on the wall.

As the city library of Kwonshi, it can be said that there are the most books here, but it still cannot satisfy people's thirst for books.

In the past seven or eight years, there have been successive campaigns against intellectuals, and society seems to be mired in a strange contradiction.

High intellectuals seem to have become a flood beast, but can many of the country's research be separated from people?

Several windows in the library were open, and the people inside were busy, and people outside came and went.

Qiao Jiayue couldn't help but feel a trance, and the picture in front of her seemed to be pressed the fast-forward button.

"Girl, girl, is there anything uncomfortable?" Xu is Qiao Jiayue stood and shook her head for too long, attracting the attention of others, and an old lady opened her mouth to care.

Qiao Jiayue pursed her lips and shook her head at the old lady, "It's okay." ”

She walked to the newspaper shelf, saw that someone had returned the newspaper, and quickly took one in her hand and looked at it little by little.

Newspapers are an important window to the outside world, and if you read them carefully, you can always analyze some clues.

"Yue'er, let's go. Qiao Hongliang walked to Qiao Jiayue's side, he brought his own food, but the two of them definitely didn't have enough to eat, so they had to go to the state-run restaurant to buy some more.

"Is the third brother so busy every day?" Qiao Jiayue grabbed the strap of the satchel, and the third brother didn't look easy at all.

"It's okay, there will be fewer people tomorrow and tomorrow. Qiao Hongyuan didn't feel tired, and this way of finding books and registering was also in line with his temperament.

"Wen Ying and I went to buy a harmonica, and when we met Qiuyue, she didn't seem to be doing well, so she asked me to help keep an eye on the temporary work. ”

I don't have a city hukou, but I stay in the city, I have no income, no bills, no other people to help, and I can barely get by.

"Third brother, do you think it's possible to find it?" Qiao Jiayue felt that she had agreed, so there was no need to be perfunctory, but it was really difficult to find temporary workers now.

After all, there are some workers whose family members live in the city without a hukou, and the jobs of temporary workers have long been saturated.

Even if there is a vacancy, it has long been robbed by the family members of the same unit.

"You did the best you could, so there's no need to dwell on it. ”

Qiao Jiayue scratched her chin, feeling a little difficult, the position of a temporary worker is rarely open to the public, do you want to ask the second brother for help?

She shook her head and vetoed her own idea, so she might as well pay more attention to herself.

After lunch, Qiao Jiayue left her bicycle, walked home by herself, and took out the seven leaves and one branch of flowers that she had concocted before and began to mix.

She has the most bottles and cans at home, which are filled with all kinds of semi-finished medicinal materials.

She lit the stove and began to boil, and she could hear a commotion downstairs.

Qiao Jiayue sighed and closed the window.

In those days, if a person had a formal job or was a soldier, the whole family would eat at him.

The Liu family on the first floor is exactly like this, and people have their own small families, and there will be less help to their hometowns, and how can the relatives who are raised as a matter of course be satisfied, but don't they come to make trouble in three days?

Qiao Jiayue is not interested in watching the excitement, but there are many people at home today, not to mention the onlookers downstairs, there are many people leaning on the window upstairs to watch the excitement.

Among the open windows, Qiao Jiayue's closed window was particularly conspicuous.

Someone muttered a few times.

There are three siblings living in this house, and many of them are still reluctant to get married, and there are a lot of gossips, but more people are eager to introduce them.

Qiao Jiayue and the three of them have formal jobs, and they look good, but in this large building, there are many people who have thoughts about them.

The noise downstairs had turned into a fight, and screams, foul language, etc., had just floated in through the window.

Qiao Jiayue focused on the clay pot on the stove, blocking out all noise.

The downstairs is often noisy, and if it goes too far, the street side will come to deal with it, and it will definitely not kill anyone.

Seeing the liquid in the clay pot slowly drying up, Qiao Jiayue heard someone slam the door of her house.

Qiao Jiayue frowned, didn't move, and took a look at the situation and placed the clay pot on the shelf on the side.

She put down the rag, and the banging on the door continued, mixed with the old man's shrill scolding.

She could hear it, the owner of the voice was the protagonist of the quarrel downstairs just now, but why did she suddenly come to shoot the door of her house?

Qiao Jiayue sat down at the table and didn't move, she would only open the door if she was stupid.

She just thought it was strange, their brother and sister had lived here for several years, and they hadn't offended anyone, and they hadn't been close to anyone, and this was the first time someone had come to the door to make trouble.

There seemed to be a lot of people outside the door, and after the knocking on the door stopped, Qiao Jiayue heard a few people talking.

A slightly familiar voice was saying that the three brothers and sisters had high salaries, lived in a spacious house, and were still unmarried.

If you marry or marry, how beautiful your life should be!

The old woman who was scolding just now said that she was a blessing to them and so on, and goosebumps rose when she heard it.