"Suzu~~!" He didn't come back to his senses until the bell rang for the end of class, and the sky was already filled with the smell of noodle soup.

Fang Dajun cleaned up his mood and watched the children run out of the classroom in a swarm, this group of post-70s is the most bitter, as for the post-80s, although it is more tragic when they grow up, they are stronger than the current batch of post-70s when they are children.

And he went directly from the post-80s to the post-60s, and he is no longer qualified to pretend to be post-80s and complain, only to work hard to live a wonderful life in this era!

Upstairs the upper grade children also come down, the current primary school is five years, enrollment is not card age, there is a preschool, you can also choose to go directly to the first grade, under normal circumstances, the first grade is six years old, a small number of only five years old in the first grade, and even four years old.

But when you fail the exam, you will be demoted, and the semi-compulsory surname will be demoted, which leads to some extremely poor grades, and it is difficult to even graduate from primary school. Junior high school is also required, and it is not yet the nine-year compulsory education period.

The current primary school diploma will be treasured by parents, pressed under the box, and may be used at any time.

"Oh, it's time to eat!"

"It's time to eat!"

The children rushed forward in two groups, some running to the cafeteria with porcelain cups or thick bowls, and most running outside the school to get the food from the boiler room by themselves.

There are two tiled rooms in the canteen, less than 60 square meters, and the children are crowded in one of the houses, and there is no queue rule, so the meal tickets and money are put in the bowl, held high and squeezed inside, and the room takes the bowl, grabs the money, and eats in the bowl.

After the children got the meal, they went to grab the rice soup, or some children went to grab the rice soup first, and the total number of students in the school was a little more than 300, and the number of people eating in the cafeteria ranged from 80 to 150 according to the season, which is not a small number.

"Fourth sister, this way!" Fang Dajun finally saw the two girls, and they also rushed to the canteen with a lunch box containing money, in fact, no matter the order of eating, the amount is the same, the children just want to eat early to play, for many children, sometimes playing is more important than eating, this has nothing to do with the times, but the children's surname.

"Brother, why are you here?" "Brother~~!" The fifth sister also drilled out.

The fourth sister is nine years old, and the fifth sister is six years old this year, both of whom are in preschool, and will be in the first grade next year. Most of the children in the school are boys, and a large proportion of girls do not make it to school.

"Army!" Jin Chi's voice was a little surprised, she waited for the children to run out and cleaned up before leaving the classroom.

The two younger sisters had already thrown themselves into his arms, and they were very dependent on his brother, "Jin Chi, I came to you for something, by the way, I asked the cafeteria to cook noodle soup, every child has it, and it is estimated that it will be soon." ”

"What's the matter with me?" Jin Chi came over with the textbook, under normal circumstances, if the teacher does not have a class in the fourth period, he will eat in advance, and if there is a class, he will wait for the children to eat first, and the cafeteria will leave a good meal.

The teachers' meals are collectively borne by the commune, and so are the salaries of substitute teachers, and those who have graduated from secondary school or junior college are formally established, but unfortunately there are too few people who are willing to go to such a small place to endure hardships, and it is not surprising that the formal teachers in the schools are all based on their qualifications, and the teaching experience is at least ten years, and at most thirty or forty years.

"Eat first, and we'll talk slowly!" Fang Dajun was also hungry, the glutinous rakes he ate for breakfast, and he was full after not eating much glutinous food, and he was hungry quickly.

"Well, then I'll go upstairs first!" Jin Chi suddenly burst into words.

Fang Dajun was stunned, and then remembered that teachers have a tradition of not rushing to eat with children, and in addition, teachers sometimes have extra fried meals, so that the children can see that the impact is not good, this kind of extra meals is not every day, it depends on the above arrangement.

rubbed his sister's little head and explained: "Then I'll bring the food for you, and the fourth sister will go up together." ”

As soon as the three of them went upstairs, he went to the cafeteria, thinking that the children would not know him, but who knew that many people would soon be surrounded by them, all of whom were seniors, and they had beaten yellow eels with their brothers, so they naturally recognized him as the "boss".

"Boss, why are you here!"

"Boss, the day after tomorrow will be a holiday, let's all go catch yellow eels!"

"Boss......!"

As soon as these children made a fuss, they immediately attracted the attention of other children, but fortunately, now everyone is rushing for time to eat, so it didn't cause a sensation.

"Let's all go to dinner, I'll talk to you when it's empty!" Fang Dajun said, grabbed the candy in the bag and scattered it.

is not delaying too much, the name of the child king is dispensable for him now.

The two rooms of the canteen are connected together, there is a door frame in the middle, but there is no door, at this time, a wooden table is placed in the middle of the door to prevent children from running into the kitchen inside, he is naturally different this time, Peng Shi warmly welcomed him in, "Director Fang, the noodle soup is almost ready." ”

"Well, then you should hurry up and inform me, if it's late, some children will run away after eating." Fang Dajun instructed that the children's noon play place was not limited to the school, some children would run outside the hillside to play, and only quickly ran back to school when they heard the class bell.

In that era, the poorest children often studied harder, and those with average family conditions regarded reading as a task, and this situation was even more obvious in the countryside, where children could not understand how much change would be made to their future as long as they did well.

Even if parents can understand, they can't help their children, because parents are generally uneducated, and the way to educate their children is nothing more than beating and scolding, which is actually useless.

Teachers generally rely on corporal punishment, not born in a professional class, and the quality of the teacher group is not good, favoring students and letting bad students go, this is the status quo of the industry.

"Cheng, I'll go to the radio room to let me know." Master Peng replied, of course, ordinary chefs don't have this right, but he is a relative of the principal.

Peng Shi is gone, but his son is still there, helping Fang Dajun to make food, he only needs a pot of rice, plus a large pot of noodles mixed with seasonings, and finds a small dustpan and carries it upstairs.

There was also a radio sound in my ears, "Inform me, today the director of the cement factory came to the school, that is, the director of the boiler room, he sent a bowl of noodles to each student for free, and after waiting for ten minutes, he took the bowl to the canteen to make noodles for free." Notice again, today ......"

Fang Dajun stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground, this notification method is a bit steep, smiled, it doesn't matter to him, and he doesn't expect these children to repay him in the future.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that Jin Chi was already waiting at the door, "Come in, it turns out that you are giving the children extra meals for free." ”

Fang Dajun smiled: "It's not free, but I paid for it." ”

After a while, the two big and two small ones both dealt with the noodle soup in the bowl, the flour was very solid, and it was slightly harder than the knife-cut noodles of later generations, but the taste was very good, and it tasted like a farmer.

The two girls stood at the wooden table with their heads buried and sweated profusely, drinking a few mouthfuls of noodle soup from time to time, and chirping their mouths.

Jin Chi was no longer "reserved", he also ate heavily, but Fang Dajun smiled, still remembering the first time they ate together, it was the time when Xu Gong went to the countryside, and Jin Chi was not as open as he is now.

"What are you looking at!" Jin Chi raised his head and glanced at him, women are always sensitive, even if they lower their heads, they can feel the gaze of others, the legendary sixth sense.

"It's nothing, is the noodle tasty?" Fang Dajun drank the soup in the bowl as he spoke, and sure enough, as he explained, mixed with a lot of good seasonings, full of flavor, and big oil and water, local villages like to mix lard into the soup to increase the taste of oil and water.

"Of course it's delicious, you didn't hear the cheers of the children downstairs." Jin Chi showed a smile on his face, and found that he couldn't understand Fang Dajun again, this person was sometimes a thief, but sometimes he was very good-hearted, and he had never heard of anyone privately giving all the children free meals before.

"Well, then you should help me, as long as I make enough money, then the more I will feed the children." Fang Dajun said with a smile, this is also the truth, if you earn ten cows, then you can pluck some cow hair and use it to do good deeds, and it will not hurt you!

If Jin Chi knew that he thought so, it was estimated that his impression of him would change again.

Getting back to the point, he began to ask about the distribution of the income of the noodles, hoping to get the answer here in Jinchi! (To be continued.) )