Chapter Seventy-Eight: Pick up Wang Xiaoxiao's grandmother

"Is that so?" Wang Xiaoxiao was a little confused.

Wang Xueyao sighed softly, the two worlds are extremely similar in this aspect, I really don't know what the people who set this model were thinking back then.

Maybe those people think that high school and below are laying the foundation, but they don't really recognize that the most efficient learning is when people are young.

Just like Wang Xueyao's predecessor, she never went to school, and she was all a private teacher, but in her memory, except for the world's lingua franca and etiquette, everything else was a selective attempt, and she was deeply cultivated in which direction she was talented.

Of course, the others are not not learned at all, but just a superficial understanding, only those who are involved can learn, and those who are not involved do not learn.

In her previous life, Wang Xueyao heard a cold joke that I don't know who said, saying that a mother was called to a parent-teacher conference, and the teacher said that her son's language was too poor, how to make up for it.

The uneducated rural mother was very angry and did not listen to the teacher, but said that as long as his son knew the men's and women's toilets, he would not go wrong.

This joke may be very unfunny and cold, but from another point of view, it really makes sense, the result of learning everything is that you can't play your strengths, you can't learn your weaknesses well, and in the end, your strengths are also left behind, and you don't know what your strengths are, so you don't know what your strengths are, and you become a member of ordinary people.

It's like someone saying that the boss of his company doesn't understand anything at all, and he is blindly directing.

But on the other hand, it seems that the boss needs to understand? What the boss needs to understand is how to arrange, how to control people's hearts, generate capital, win over relevant contacts, and let his subordinates create income for him!

That's why in the previous life, there were so many 'primary school' bosses and 'college students' waiters.

Seeing Wang Xiaoxiao's confused appearance, Wang Xueyao sighed and said: "I'll give you an example, just like what you're wearing now, do you need to know how to make it?" You see when I buy it for you, in addition to the fit and beauty, I only look at whether it is expensive or not, because as long as you choose not a black workshop roadside stall, the more expensive it is, the more valuable it is, and the more expensive it is.

When others look at the clothes you wear, who will explore the materials and processes used?

It is nothing more than good-looking, a certain brand, how much price these three most intuitive conditions! No one is perfect, the materials used in clothing naturally have professional people to study, and the style and so on are the same, is it necessary to know so much about the people who buy?

You see, a piece of clothing, from raw materials to finished products to the whole country and the world, and then sold, let alone more than 100 people, using countless machines and countless processes, if we buy a piece of clothing, we have to learn from its raw materials until it falls into your hands, tired or not?

Wang Xiaoxiao nodded lightly, still a little confused: "It seems to be a yes ......."

"Okay, now you can't figure it out, and when you grow up, you'll figure it out, remember what I said to you, and ......"

Wang Xueyao raised her hand and touched Wang Xiaoxiao's head while rubbing it, and before she finished speaking, she saw a fat woman with an apron rushing out of a tiled house not far from the small shop, lifting the broom by the door and rushing towards this side.

"Hey, what is that aunt doing?" Wang Xueyao said curiously.

Wang Xiaoxiao turned her head, looked at the fat woman's posture, and exclaimed: "Sister, let's run, it's my brother and her mother, she wants to beat us ......"

"Oh, then...... Run ......"

Wang Xueyao suddenly understood, grabbed Wang Xiaoxiao's hand and ran.

got someone's son in, and it was found that it was too normal to beat someone, Wang Xueyao was not angry, but had the urge to laugh.

"Little broom star, you dare to come, you stop for me!" The middle-aged woman roared around the mountains with a tiger roar, holding a broom and running fast on the path, with a momentum that would not stop until Wang Xiaoxiao swore not to stop.

Wang Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "Auntie, auntie, I didn't mean it......"

"Haha...... What are she doing? Let's go......"

Wang Xueyao laughed, picked up Wang Xiaoxiao, her long legs danced like a windmill, and her long hair fluttered and rushed out in an instant.

With the physical strength of two healthy adults, it was effortless to pick up Wang Xiaoxiao, who was only sixty pounds at the top.

"Wow wow...... , Sister, you are so powerful......" Wang Xiaoxiao shouted all the way.

The fat woman chased after a while and couldn't run, the broom danced wildly, dancing on the spot and cursing, speaking very fast, Wang Xueyao couldn't understand it anymore, in short, it must be some ugly words.

Walking through the alley at the entrance of the market, it seems that you have entered two worlds in an instant, with people rubbing shoulders and all kinds of cries and shouts, and it looks quite prosperous.

Wang Xueyao put down Wang Xiaoxiao and looked around, feeling quite surprised.

"Sister, let's go, here, grandma lives here......" Wang Xiaoxiao pulled Wang Xueyao and said.

Obviously, when she arrived here, Wang Xiaoxiao already had an urge to return to her heart, and her familiarity with this place made her not feel the slightest surprise.

Wang Xueyao followed Wang Xiaoxiao's footsteps, ran wildly all the way, shuttled through the crowd, and soon gradually broke away from the bazaar, and came to a place that looked like a school.

"Are you sure you're not wrong?" Wang Xueyao said curiously.

Wang Xiaoxiao subconsciously looked up and said dumbfounded: "That's right, sister......"

"This is the school, right?" Wang Xueyao looked around.

"Well, it's a school, I studied here in the first, second, third, and fourth grades, and my uncle-in-law is a teacher, and they live in the teacher's building. Wang Xiaoxiao said.

"That's right, let's go......" Wang Xueyao said.

It seems that she is a little cowardly, but after stopping, Wang Xiaoxiao walked slowly, and Wang Xueyao did not urge.

This school is full of green trees, in Wang Xueyao's opinion, it is quite good, that is, the teaching building and other facilities look relatively old, the highest is only four floors, most of them are two-story buildings, and it should have been built for one or two decades, it is obvious that there are not many people walking during the holidays, the dirt under the feet is overgrown with weeds, and only a winding path has obvious traces of human trampling.