The June day is baby-faced, and the September day in the mountains is about the same, and there is heavy rain in the morning.

The fourth class is physical education, and a professional physical education teacher at this age is not available in a poor rural township junior high school. Part-time physical education teachers usually throw a few plastic basketballs, table tennis rackets, and badminton rackets to the children, and they prepare lessons or change homework by themselves. The heartless Mao Tong held a basketball and rampaged on the court, abusing his classmates or the second year of junior high school to death.

The listless Li Jiaming sat in the shade of the tree, looking at the several masters and wives who were picking up firewood in the wreckage of the mud house that had just been demolished, in a daze, and was still weighing whether to take the initiative to find Mr. Liu and rent the store to these teachers and wives cheaply in the name of the second uncle, so as to save people from hinting and then making it clear. If that's the case, everyone's face will not look good, after all, everyone is a decent person, right?

Most teachers will not lack firewood, and when the firewood handed over to the school by the students arrives at the holiday, many of them will be given to the teacher as a welfare according to the person's hair, which is enough for the teachers who usually do not need to steam rice and only need to stir-fry. But for the family members of single-worker workers like Mrs. Zhou, the firewood is not enough to burn, not to mention that they have to cook vegetables and sell them to students.

The two mud houses that had just been demolished by the school were twenty or thirty years old, and the tiles, boards, beams, and the like could still be sold for money, but the school had already recycled and sold them. When building a mud house, in order to increase the strength of the walls, a lot of firewood and bamboo chips are put in, and after decades, the original firewood and bamboo chips are very dry and easy to burn.

"Jiaming, go over and help!"

Li Jiaming turned around blankly, and the third sister, who was also in physical education class, trotted over and dragged him to the wreckage of the mud house.

"Mrs. Zhou, I'll help you choose", the third sister smiled like a sycophant, but pushed her younger brother forward.

Looking at the solid two earthen firewood, Li Jiaming smiled embarrassedly, turned his head and shouted: "Mao Yan, bring a few people over to do things!"

"Oh", the obedient Mao Tong immediately threw down his beloved basketball, grabbed two or three stout men to help, and saw that there were still three or four masters and wives collecting firewood, and shouted at a group of little ladies to help them pick them up.

"Thank you, thank you", the thin Mrs. Zhou kept thanking her, which really embarrassed a bunch of people, this is Vice President Chen's wife.

There are many people and great strength, and dozens of servants picked out all the firewood hidden in the yellow mud after a while, and divided them into five piles according to Li Jiaming's command, just one pile of one master.

Usually who sells vegetables where and where, the teachers and mothers also have a tacit understanding, in the past, Mrs. Zhou sold in front of the little sister's dormitory, so she is very familiar with Li Jiaming. Seeing that he had a little more firewood than others, the thrifty Mrs. Zhou was very happy, and she thanked Li Jiaming again and again, which made him very embarrassed.

"Mrs. Zhou, just ask a few students to help you with these things, and you still want you to do it yourself?"

Mrs. Zhou is an authentic rural woman, who is said to be the cousin of Vice Principal Chen, who was raised as a daughter-in-law in his family since childhood. I also heard that the tuition, living expenses, and bus fares of Vice President Chen's three years of normal education were all earned by this Mrs. Zhou, who did not have a round house, cut down trees and earned work like a man.

"Hehe, Taiping often says that parents are the best role models for their children. We don't have the ability to be parents, so we have to show them a good example, right?"

Their husband and wife did set a good example, Vice President Chen planted vegetables in addition to teaching, and Master Zhou's mother raised chickens, fed pigs, and sold vegetables. Their second son, like his eldest brother, was also admitted to the teacher college this year, although he was not admitted to the undergraduate program like Mr. Wang's son, but in this era when the college entrance examination is extremely difficult, it is quite good.

Vice Principal Chen is the third sister's Chinese teacher, and he respects her teacher and wife very much, and compliments: "Mrs. Zhou, when you graduate from Hehong Normal College, your life will be better." ”

Mrs. Zhou also looked forward to the future days, but she was also worried: "Xinhua, how can it be so easy? He Peng and He Hong will be twenty-one or twenty-two after graduation, and they will get married in two or three years, and there is no money in the house to help them with anything else, so they must always buy a motorcycle, right?"

Hey, pity the hearts of parents all over the world, and the debts of their children that cannot be repaid in a lifetime.

Li Jiaming, who commanded the servants to help, only sighed, did not make up his mind to take the initiative to jump into Principal Liu's pit, and thought about how to find a business with quick money to deal with. There are many poor people in the world, Vice President Chen relied on his outstanding teaching performance, and finally let his family eat national food a few years ago, and his two siblings also ate shredded potato rice last year. If you want to find a way, who will throw the money out of your hand? Besides, if you are not so grateful, if you are so generous, how can you thank others for helping you in the future?

"Jiaming, Xinhua, Jiahu!"

The two siblings looked up, hurriedly greeted Mrs. Zhou, and ran to the second aunt who came to deliver food on a bicycle. Since the family became wealthy, the second aunt rode a bicycle for more than 20 miles to deliver food once a week on average, and she always picked good vegetables to deliver, for fear of suffering her beloved daughter and niece.

The second aunt, who was wearing a straw hat and pushing an old women's bicycle, happily looked at her nephew and daughter who ran over, and did not forget to greet Mao Tong, who was picking firewood, to hurry up and wait for a good meal together. Suddenly, the happy second aunt's eyes froze, and she asked the third sister in a low voice, "Third sister, is that Wang Menglin?"

"You mean Mrs. Zhou? Oh, she seems to be surnamed Wang, I heard that she is from Cypress, do you know her?"

"That's right, she's my aunt's neighbor, and I used to play with my grandmother when she went to live there. That year her house caught fire, her parents burned to death, her brother followed her uncle, and she went to her aunt in Kashiwagi. ”

Chongxiang is so big, weddings and funerals are going around in more than 10,000 people, counting up to three generations, there are many people who are related to each other, and it is not strange that the second aunt and Mrs. Zhou are childhood playmates. What makes Li Jiaming strange is that it has been decades, and the second aunt can still recognize her childhood friend?

"Hey, didn't you see her left cheek? everyone used to laugh at her", the second aunt didn't say anything halfway through her words, and it was estimated that the smile would not be a good thing. But this sentence reminded Li Jiaming of his little sister, who was also laughed at as a 'broom star' in the past.

Although the second aunt recognized her childhood playmate, she didn't recognize or talk to each other, she is now the wife of the vice principal, don't look at the plain clothes, but she is also a person with a head and a face, and a person who eats national food. As a rural woman, even if she has some money on hand, she is not a rural woman?

After a while, Mao Tong, who had finished picking firewood, ran over with a stinky sweat, said hello to the second aunt, and ran to the canteen with Li Jiaming to serve rice, and the fourth aunt and nephew went home to eat.

As soon as she got home, after the sweaty second aunt finished washing her face, Li Jiaming pulled her into his room and told her about the two stores renting 4,000 yuan.

"What?"

Since yesterday afternoon, the second aunt, who has been refusing people at home, was shocked, and scolded in a low voice: "Ming Yan, you are a slander! What did that boss Zeng do to make you catch a sore foot?"

"Second aunt, you don't know", Li Jiaming hurriedly whispered to the second aunt about the cause and effect, but the matter of the wives was omitted.

"That's not going to work either!"

If it should be your own, it is your own, and if it is not your own, you can't want it.

The second aunt, who is particular about life, will agree to Li Jiaming raising the rent of the store, because if people feel that they can't afford it, they won't rent it, which is completely a matter of your willingness. But now my nephew actually rented out a storefront for a sky-high price of 2,000 yuan a month, which is obviously forcing people to cut meat. This kind of money made the simple second aunt unable to feel at ease, and patiently persuaded: "Mingya, people know what is valuable, it is people's fortune." If he doesn't accept it, won't we be ruined by the people in the mountains?"

Hey, the second aunt is still too kind, I didn't expect it to be like this, Li Jiaming sighed secretly, so he had to find another way.