As for the last male student, Song Yahui, it surprised Jiang Xinyu and the others, this one purely felt that it was difficult to go to school, mathematics was so difficult, and he couldn't learn, Jiang Xinyu didn't know his grades, and Song Guifang was still clear as the head teacher.

When the three of them found Song Yahui, he came out of the forest belt with a group of little children with a disgraced face but happily, looking like a child king, holding a rabbit with an injured leg in his hand, and the smile on his face was extremely bright.

Jiang Xinyu was a little angry in her heart, the two girls just now obviously wanted to continue to go to school, but they couldn't continue because of the situation at home.

And this classmate Song, this look of having no heart and no lungs and only playing, looks too unpleasant.

Song Guifang, as Song Yahui's head teacher, shouted angrily.

When Song Yahui saw the teacher, he was still subconsciously short of breath, after all, he was naughty and mischievous at school, and he was not less disciplined by the teacher.

Song Guifang directly pulled people to his parents, "Uncle, aunt, if he doesn't want to go to school, you let him go?" ”

Song Yahui's father said: "We asked him to go to school, but he didn't go, saying that he wouldn't go to death, he couldn't learn, what should we do?" ”

Song Yahui shouted: "It's too difficult, I can't learn it at all, I'm not that material!" ”

Jiang Xinyu was a little angry: "You are not the material for school, what are you?" What is the material for digging manure? ”

She couldn't learn the knowledge of junior high school, and she felt that he didn't feel at ease with his studies at all.

Luo Yuan was amused by Jiang Xinyu.

Song Yahui saw Jiang Xinyu, who he didn't know, scratched his head and said sincerely: "Actually, I don't know much about digging dung." ”

"So what are you doing?"

Song Yahui thought about it seriously and shook the rabbit in his hand, "I can catch rabbits, I can dig wild eggs, and even more so in the fields." ”

"So what do you want to do in the future? What can you do? Jiang Xinyu asked with a serious face.

Song Yahui was only thirteen years old, he tilted his head at this time, wiped the sweat on his head and said, "When I grow up, I will ask for a daughter-in-law, give birth to a child, and go to the field to earn work." ”

Jiang Xinyu felt that if she asked the boys in the countryside what they wanted to do in the future, most of them might give Song Yahui such an answer.

They have never seen the vast world outside, and the double barrenness of spiritual, ideological and material causes them to seem to live just to beg for a daughter-in-law, have children, and pass on their ancestors. This is created by the times, and if you want to turn it around, you have to rely on the development of society.

Song Yahui glanced at Jiang Xinyu and asked Song Guifang, "Teacher Song, who is she?" How come I haven't seen it before? "It's really weirdly beautiful, he's never seen such a beautiful one, it's more beautiful than Teacher Xie, and it's weird and fresh.

Song Guifang said to Song Yahui and the others: "This is a new teacher from the school, surnamed Jiang, who teaches mathematics, physics and chemistry. ”

Jiang Xinyu said to Song Yahui with a serious face: "You must go to the school to report next week." ”

Song Yahui scratched his head and said awkwardly: "But I can't learn." ”

Jiang Xinyu didn't know where she got her sense of responsibility, "I'll teach you!" As long as you learn by heart! ”

She was holding her breath in her heart, she originally only regarded going to school as a teacher this year as a transition, and it was convenient to review when she got a salary, of course, she would teach students in class well. But what she saw and heard today once again broke through her perception of this era, and it was very conflicting with the education and concepts she had received in the past, and she suddenly had a little more sense of responsibility as a teacher.

Song Yahui hesitated for a moment and nodded, "That's okay." ”

For the sake of the new teacher's beauty, he barely worked hard.

Song Yahui's parents felt that the sun was coming out in the west, why did they chase this stinky boy a few days ago, and he didn't go to school after running for two miles, but now he is relieved.

"In the future, we Yahui will trouble you."

Jiang Xinyu looked serious, "What's the trouble, what can a half-grown kid do if he doesn't go to school?" After going to school, I have the opportunity to go to the city. ”

After separating from Song Yahui's parents, Song Guifang took the two of them back to her parents' house to drink water.

Her stepmother was cooking, and she didn't mention that Song Guifang should stay at home for a meal before leaving, which shows that the relationship is also very ordinary.

The three students persuaded one today, and it was not in vain.

Song Guifang was still very familiar with the place where she grew up, and took the two of them to pick wild peppercorns and red dates.

The red dates in Jiang Xinyu's yard can also be eaten, but she is not too short of this thing, she can eat it for a long time after drying, and it can be exchanged for money when made into red date cakes.

Last night, Song Guifang specially told the two of them to bring cloth bags, maybe they could pick up something on the road and come back.

In addition to red dates and peppercorns, halfway up the road to the foot of the low mountain, there are two wild chestnut trees, the tree is not small, the branches and leaves have received a lot of fruits, it seems that there are many years.

Jiang Xinyu was so happy, she only hated that the cloth pocket she brought was not enough, she could make this thing into chestnut cake, or stew chicken to eat, and it was very good to make a sugar fried chestnut as a snack, even if there was no sugar, this thing itself had a sweet taste, and it was very fragrant when cooked.

Luo Yuan went up the tree and threw it from top to bottom, and the two of them were very happy to pick it up.

"Sister Song, is there anything else around here?"

Jiang Xinyu looked forward to the wild apple trees and pear trees, and picked more to eat for a long time.

Song Guifang shook his head and said, "Go further to the east of the brigade, there are a few apple and pear trees over there, but they are picked before they are fully ripe every year. ”

Luo Yuan's palms were red from the hairy chestnuts, and he saw that the three cloth pockets were full, jumped down from the tree, and patted his body.

After tying the cloth pockets, the three of them continued their journey.

Song Guifang's family is from the advance brigade, Luo Yuan wants to go back to the commune, Jiang Xinyu and Luo Yuan sent Song Guifang to the advance brigade, her family went to work, the two drank water at her house, and ate multigrain cakes with pickles before returning to continue walking.

At a fork in the road, Jiang Xinyu and Luo Yuan waved their hands and walked in the direction of the Wuliqiao Brigade.

She returned with a full load today, and when she got home, she first gave out a bag of chestnuts to Chen Yi's family.

Chen Yi was sweating profusely laying floor tiles in the hut in the courtyard, and there was a lot of ash on his body, but the widow Wang was not there.

She chattered about today's situation, and said, "There are still a lot of chestnuts on the tree, should we go and drag some back?" ”

Chen Yi said: "When I'm done with my work, I'll take Xiaochuan with me." ”

He had been to the entire village of the commune, and he could still find the places she said.

"Ogawa? Yuan Chunhua's eldest son? ”

He said "um", "That kid is quite capable, the captain has arranged for him to be in the pigsty, and my mother said that he can fight twelve pigweed in a basket a day, and he will be credited with five points." ”

Speaking of Fang Xiaochuan, it is inevitable to talk about Fang Xiaochuan's younger brother being taken away this morning.

Jiang Xinyu was a little embarrassed.

The events of this era can always break through her cognition, people's poverty, helplessness, and the deep-rooted idea of patriarchy...

It's a pity that she doesn't know anything about agriculture, and she doesn't have the ability to change the status quo of this era, at most she can improve her own conditions, and she doesn't seem to be able to do anything else.

"Why are you still laying floor tiles, it's a waste of money, anyway, you won't be able to live here for long, and when you have money in the future, you can build a brick house again, or a country house?"

Jiang Xinyu said it very easily, as if she could easily earn the money to build a small villa. Mainly subconsciously, she didn't regard this small dilapidated house as her future home.

Chen Yi was speechless, who was he paving the floor tiles for? Don't you want her to live more comfortably in the future?

If the roof is not repaired, it will leak rain on rainy days, and the floor tiles will not be paved, and a leak of rain will be muddy.