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Senior secondary textbooks are divided into arts and sciences, with politics, Chinese, and mathematics being compulsory subjects, history and geography in the liberal arts, and physics and chemistry in science. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIf you are applying for a language school, you will take an additional English test. Zhao Qingru and Lu Yingchun's liberal arts, in addition to mathematics (politics), which is more troublesome, the other subjects are still a memory. The ultimate cheats in one word, back!

Science is more troublesome, and there are too many places to die. Zhao Qingshan's foundation was not very good when he was in junior high school, and his grades in the class were just above average. Now letting him study more deeply in high school textbooks on his own is tantamount to killing him. Fortunately, in the group of four, there is also a biased academic tyrant, Tian Scholar. Mathematics, physics and chemistry are absolute NB existence, and if you score a full score of 100, the total score of the three subjects will be deducted by two or three points at most. With such a good person, the burden of complement physics and chemistry naturally falls on the field scientists. No matter how bad it is, there is also Zhao Qingru, who is hanging, and he used to be a college student who graduated from a famous university.

The most critical point is that the high school textbooks here are far less esoteric than they were decades later. Even if Zhao Qingru forgot some content, he looked through the textbook and tried to do a few questions, and he would roughly recall it. Since the house was built, Zhao Qingru and Lu Yingchun moved in to live with Zhao Qingshantian, and the four of them helped each other to study on time every night.

Zhao Qingshan, who has a relatively weak foundation among the four people, didn't think about giving up, but when he thought of the previous things, especially the unwillingness in his heart, this little difficulty in front of him seemed to be nothing.

"Grandma Qian, if the water is cold, you can say it. Zhao Qingru, who was flipping through the history books, turned her head and looked at Grandma Qian.

"Hey, the water is right. "Even if Grandma Qian soaked her feet, she didn't stop the work in her hands. Zhao Qingru didn't want Grandma Qian to bother so much, but she couldn't stand Grandma Qian's idleness, so she thought of a compromise and let Grandma Qian paste the insole. It's simple, effortless, and most importantly, it doesn't take your eyes.

The so-called paste insole is to glue some rag heads with rice paste layer by layer according to the outline of the insole prepared in advance, cut off the excess, and then dry it in the shade after bonding. Finally, it is hand-stitched along the contour with cotton threads to create a soft insoles. In fact, at this time, in the whole township, the female dependents of every family will take time to make some insoles or clothes in their spare time. Of course, it's not that there are ready-made ones, and it's not to save money.

When Grandma Qian's feet were halfway soaked, Zhao Qingru got up and took out a grinding stone, a small file and a large scissors made of volcanic stone from the cabinet. Grandma Qian's heels and soles of her feet have a thick layer of calluses. I used to cut it with scissors all the time, but the more I cut it, the thicker the cocoon became. So much so that half of the reason for the difficulty in moving now is because of this thick callus.

So after Zhao Qingru accidentally learned about this, she asked Grandma Qian to soak her feet well, and even poured a lot of vinegar during the foot soaking process, and of course secretly added half a lemon juice to the water. Both vinegar and lemon can soften the calloused skin. After the epidermal bubbles have softened, they are slowly sanded off with a grinding stone or file, and finally coated with petroleum jelly. After a few times, the calluses can be completely removed.

This is much more effective than cutting calluses with scissors.

At first, Grandma Qian didn't want Zhao Qingru to do it, so she removed calluses on her feet and cut her toenails. can't stand Zhao Qingru's sharp mouth, and her hands and feet are even sharper, plus there are Lu Yingchun and the three of them on the side, Grandma Qian soon couldn't resist.

Grandma Qian is getting older, her eyes are gradually getting worse, especially after there is no younger person around to help her, it is much more difficult to cut her toenails. After a long time, Grandma Qian's toenails were black, long, and hard. Obviously, Zhao Qingru alone can't do it. In the end, it can only be the only two boys in the family to come out.

Even Zhao Qingshan, who has a lot of strength, took a lot of effort to get one. After a few toenails were cut, Zhao Qingshan's forehead was covered with some light sweat. also cut out Grandma Qian's tears.

"Good boy, the old woman has caused you trouble. ā€

"Grandma Qian, we are all your grandchildren and granddaughters, isn't this how it should be. Zhao Qingru stretched out her hand and wanted to give it to Grandma Qian, who would have thought that she was ridiculed by Lu Yingchun on the side.

"Xiao Ru, your hands are all white, so dirty. ā€

"Forehead......" Zhao Qingru was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and pounced on Lu Yingchun with his teeth and claws, "Where is it dirty, en?"

Lu Yingchun shouted and hurriedly jumped aside.

Under the soft Mobil light, there was laughter and laughter in the warm room, which seemed to add warmth to this cold season.

Without the hard calluses, Grandma Qian feels that walking is indeed a lot easier. This walk is neat, and the mood is naturally a lot happier, and even with people to look at it, it is much more energetic than when I first met in Luliang Township the day before.

No, Grandma Qian got up early in the morning. originally thought of making breakfast for Zhao Qingru's four, who would have thought that there was someone in the family who got up earlier than Grandma Qian and was busy in the kitchen.

"Grandma Qian, why did you get up so early. Without waiting for Grandma Qian to speak, Zhao Qingshan took the lead in greeting Grandma Qian.

"It's a green mountain baby. When this man is old, he feels less. Qingshan baby, let the old woman come. ā€

"No, no...... Grandma Qian, if you don't, you can help me light the fire. Zhao Qingshan wanted to refuse Grandma Qian, but then he changed the conversation, and he could still keep warm by burning a fire or something. The kitchen was warmer than the courtyard outside, but it was not as good as a house with a stove.

"Hey. Grandma Qian slowly paced to the stove, and after sitting down, she picked a few slender firewood branches, easily broke them, and then stuffed them into the hearth. The fiery red stove was burning, and Grandma Qian's emaciated old face was red.

"Qingshan baby, the old woman hasn't thanked you yet. ā€

Zhao Qingshan suddenly smiled, and his eyes, which didn't look much like Zhao Qingru, narrowed into a slit.

"Grandma Qian, you haven't thanked you yet, you have thanked you more than once since yesterday afternoon. You are the godmother recognized by Xiao Ru and Sister Lu, that is, the grandmother of me and Brother Tian. In fact, it was I who should thank ......" Zhao Qingshan exhaled, "If it weren't for you yesterday, my sister would have been discovered by that Director Xia." Now that I think about it, I'm still a little scared as a big brother. ā€

"Grandma Qian, you, just live at home with peace of mind, and you will definitely not be hungry. When the weather is warm, you can still walk around, forget it now, not to mention the cold outside, the road is not easy to walk. ā€

The old woman was cheeky and stopped. Grandma Qian's weather-beaten face showed a kind and soft smile. In fact, eating or something is still secondary, Grandma Qian has lived alone for more than ten years, and her life is not difficult, the key is still a lively one. However, in just half a day, Grandma Qian gradually became active because of the trouble of Zhao Qingru.

When this person gets older, what he is most afraid of is loneliness, and what he wants and looks forward to the most is to reunite with his family and children and grandchildren. The so-called "gold doesn't laugh and silver doesn't smile, and the doll laughs in your arms", in fact, what ordinary people ask for is so simple.

Not long after Zhao Qingshan prepared breakfast, Zhao Qingru got up.

"Good morning, Grandma Qian. Morning, brother/Brother Zhao. ā€

"Early. ā€

After the three Zhao Qingru, who had simply freshened up, greeted Grandma Qian and Zhao Qingshan, they didn't need to be instructed by anyone, so they methodically took the chopsticks with the chopsticks, the rice porridge with the rice porridge, and the steamed bread with the steamed buns. In the blink of an eye, food was on the table in the square. The breakfast was very rich, compared to most people in the village, and even compared with the people in the city, it was not bad.

Two-rice multigrain porridge is a thick porridge made of rice and millet and sweet potatoes over low heat. The white-flour steamed buns mixed with cornmeal, each the size of an adult man's fist, filled with a large pot, are obviously unlimited. One egg per person, several bowls of dishes for rice, small pickled melon, steamed bacon with shredded radish, stir-fried pickles, tofu and so on. Traces of minced meat can be clearly seen in the bowl of pickles, and the shredded radish is thickly covered with a layer of fat and thin, very thinly cut bacon.

"Grandma Qian, let's eat tofu soup at noon. This one is effortless to eat. Zhao Qingru helped Grandma Qian quickly peel the eggs, and then put them in Grandma Qian's bowl.

"Eun, tofu soup is good. Lu Yingchun nodded again and again, "Grandma Qian, don't you know, the tofu soup roasted by Xiaoru is delicious, and it is also very good-looking." ā€

"Won't it be too troublesome, the old woman can eat anything, don't bother with the old woman......" Before Grandma Qian finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the man's voice.

"Is anyone home?"