Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei couldn't understand how Wen Lan saw the shadow of the hanged neighbor from Zhou Chujiang's body.

Although this person is a little annoying, his appearance is quite good, and he can't get along with the hanged ghost.

Wen Lan couldn't straighten up with a smile, and she said while laughing:

"Didn't I tell you that I have a neighbor who writes for the newspaper hahaha...... He once didn't know what was going on, and he was going to hang himself...... Hahaha......"

"Before he hanged himself, he read a poem he wrote himself, hahaha...... And then the beams broke......"

Lin Nianhe: "Poof......"

Wang Shumei: "Hahaha......"

They don't want to laugh either, but the beams are broken!

Wen Lan smiled so that the corners of her eyes moistened, she took a few breaths, and continued: "I remembered him as soon as Zhou Chujiang recited the poem that day, hahaha...... I'm afraid that it won't be good to smile in front of him, so I don't dare to look at him hahaha......"

Lin Nianhe: "Don't mention him, you continue to talk about your neighbor first." ”

Wang Shumei: "Yes, what happens after the beam is broken?" ”

"Oh, when the beams broke, the house collapsed, and they said it was strange, he was slapped under the roof, and he was stunned that he only scratched a little skin, bones, or something...... After he was dug up, he babbled that there was a great terror between life and death, and it was better to live. ”

"Poof......

"Hahaha......"

After laughing for a while, Wen Lan suddenly remembered: "Hey, do you two think I can like Zhou Chujiang?" ”

Lin Nianhe: "Is there one?" ”

Wang Shumei: "Who said that?" ”

Wen Lan pointed at the two of them back and forth: "You two just said it yourself." ”

Lin Nianhe: "No, right? ”

Wang Shumei: "No. ”

Wen Lan: "Yes. ”

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei tilted their heads to look at her for a while, and then turned around in unison: "Let's go, let's eat hot rice." ”

"Yes, yes, the child's lunch box should be hot, too."

Wen Lan asked behind them, "When are you making dumplings?" ”

"What dumplings to wrap, it's not the New Year."

"That's it, what kind of family, what's the line of making dumplings when you're idle? Are the days gone? ”

Wen Lan: "......! ”

No matter how Sister Lan jumps, this dumpling is gone.

The children of the Jiuli Brigade all bring boxed lunches to school, hand them over to the kitchen in the morning, and send them out after they are heated at noon.

Lin Nianhe also brought a box lunch today, and she thought that these children were coming to school for the first day, and she should have a meal with them at noon.

Her lunch box contained only rice and fried garlic sprouts, but when she returned to the classroom with the lunch box and looked at the food her students had brought, she couldn't eat it anyway.

In their lunch boxes or enamel jars, there are one or two nests, some with a little pickled vegetables from home, some bean curd the size of peanuts, and some just a little soy sauce......

Lin Nianhe felt that the lunch box in his hand was too hot and he could barely hold it.

"Teacher Lin, are you also eating at school?" He Jianyu bit her head and asked her.

Lin Nianhe came back to his senses, smiled reluctantly, opened the lunch box and said, "No, I'll go back to eat, no, I cook too much food, you help me eat some, otherwise it will be bad at night." ”

As she spoke, she spooned the rice and vegetables one by one to the students.

The little ones looked at the extra white rice and fried garlic sprouts in the bowl, and they all stared at Lin Nianhe blankly, and no one moved their chopsticks.

Lin Nianhe urged with a smile: "Eat quickly, it'll be cold for a while." ”

The little ones swallowed in unison, but no one moved.

At this moment, Principal Wu came in with a vegetable bowl.

As soon as she entered, she said, "Why don't you leave without cooking?" I don't know if I paid for the dishes in the tuition fee? ”

Principal Wu's tone was natural, and he took the rice spoon to serve the students one by one.

Cabbage stewed with tofu and a quarter of an egg for one person.

The students tilted their heads and looked at Principal Wu and Lin Nianhe blankly.

Do they have money for meals in their tuition? They don't know either.

Principal Wu finished serving the dishes one by one, and said, "Have you seen the vegetable patch behind our school?" In the future, you will pick all the food from there, so you will have to work hard when you take labor classes, you know? ”

The little beans nodded, as if they thought what the principal said was more convincing, and they finally picked up their chopsticks.

Seeing that they had eaten for a while, Principal Wu instructed: "No one is allowed to have leftovers, and no one is allowed to waste food." ”

"Okay."

"Got it."

"No, it won't."

Seeing that they were eating honestly, Principal Wu was relieved to leave, and Lin Nianhe stayed for a while, then turned around and followed.

She caught up with Principal Wu in three or two steps and asked her, "Principal, it's both vegetables and eggs, your little salary is not enough to subsidize, right?" ”

Principal Wu is very open-minded: "I can manage one day at a time, and it is useless for me to ask for money." ”

She was alone, and it was useless to save money.

Before Lin Nianhe could speak, Principal Wu said again: "There are eggs left in your class, and you can take them later." ”

Lin Nianhe grabbed the corner of her clothes and said, "Principal, let's raise some chickens and pigs, let the children feed themselves, it's better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish." ”

Principal Wu was a little helpless: "I would like to, but the village school does not have the index of raising chickens and pigs, I mentioned it to the captain once before, and he said that at most, he can raise two chickens according to the standards of the members." ”

Two chickens, nearly 100 people, these two chickens are tired and can't provide them with food.

Lin Nianhe asked: "Then who can care about this?" Is the commune in charge? ”

Principal Wu shook his head: "There is no such precedent before-even if the commune allows it to be raised, the chickens and piglets don't need money?" The schools are poor, how can they do this? ”

Lin Nianhe didn't speak, blinking and looking at her.

Principal Wu frowned, pulled her hand and whispered, "Don't take out any more money, you little girl, you have to keep some money in your hand, obedient, don't worry about this, I can hold it - besides, we still have a vegetable field." ”

Looking at her eyes, Principal Wu knew that this girl wanted to pay out of her own pocket to make up for it.

As soon as she thought of how this village came to be, she couldn't help but worry about Lin Nianhe.

What family can afford to take money out like this?

Lin Nianhe held her fingers with his backhand and said, "That's it, principal, our class is a physical education class in the afternoon, I'll go to the commune first, and ask Uncle Feng if we can raise chickens and pigs, if he agrees, let's think about it again." ”

"You...... Okay, if you don't go, you won't give up, then you can go over after eating later, and I'll watch your class for you. ”

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe waved at her with a smile and left the school with an empty lunch box.

Lin Nianhe returned to the Zhiqing Point, took a bowl of fried noodles from the space and ate it, then packed his satchel, got on his bicycle and went out.

She rode to the entrance of the village, unconsciously stopped, and looked back at this poor but beautiful village.

They won't be so poor all the time.

Definitely not.

(End of chapter)