After reading the English book, Yang Xingwu suddenly let go of most of the worries in his heart, originally he was still a little worried that if he learned a small language in the middle of nowhere, he would hang up directly!

Fortunately, the teachers at the school are learning English, although the level is not good!

But in the few years since the college entrance examination was resumed, everyone's level was about the same, so Yang Xingwu picked it up again with the fourth-level level that he had not forgotten, and maybe it could become his own advantageous subject.

Even if there is no room for improvement in the rest of the subjects, Yang Xingwu's English score can improve by at least 20 points.

With the level of 500 points of the original owner, plus these 20 points, you can barely reach the undergraduate line.

As for why only a full score of 710 in science can be admitted to university if it is above 500 points?

That's also very simple, who made himself in the province of the college entrance examination?

If you are in the capital, you don't have to worry about going to college with the grades of the original owner.

Although the college entrance examination is a paper in the whole country, the difference in the admission score of the college entrance examination in various places is huge.

Take the capital as an example, a score of 500 in science is enough to go to an undergraduate, but in Lu Province, even a junior college is enough!

In view of this, at the turn of the millennium, the three warriors sued the state organs, and since then, many provinces have begun to make their own propositions, which can be regarded as a fig leaf.

What happened to the original owner and the three warriors.

Yang Xingwu sighed and said:

"Let's go, brother!"

After sorting out his thoughts, he began to open the textbooks of Chinese and political subjects, all of which were some regular knowledge points.

Finally, opening the textbook of physics and chemistry, Yang Xingwu himself is a teacher who teaches high school mathematics, and there are many relevance to these subjects in science, and he can quickly get started after a few days of familiarity.

And after the crossing, his memory is also much better, so that he can memorize English words in the morning and improve his vocabulary, and two months is completely enough for him to review.

Thinking of this, Yang Xingwu became more and more confident in the college entrance examination.

Yang Xingwu sorted out the notebooks of various subjects in the original body, opened them and saw that they were densely packed with knowledge points.

The notebook has been a little yellowed, and many places have been damaged, which seems to be due to the fact that the original body is often looked over.

Looking at these legacies of the original owner, Yang Xingwu couldn't help but be moved, the original owner really worked hard, and it took ten years to be at the same starting point with Liu Jianjun and these classmates, he studied day and night, just to be admitted to university, so that his parents and siblings could live a good life.

I didn't expect it to be empty in the end, the first time I read Fan Jinzhongju, I was high-spirited when I was young, which made people disdainful, but when I reached middle age, I found that everyone was Fan Jin, but I didn't meet the examiner who appreciated him.

……

Yang Xingwu looked at the books all over the ground and sighed with emotion.

After a long time, I cleaned up my mood and continued to read.

At noon, Yang Xingwu saw that his mother did not come back, presumably to help at his uncle's house.

Lunch was a muddled soup made by the eldest sister Yang Xiaolan, and three steamed buns were heated.

Yang Xingwu burned the pot for his sister.

The three brothers and sisters have a bowl of soup and a steamed bun each, and they have pickles, which is a lunch.

After eating, Yang Xiaolan went to brush the pot, and Yang Xingwu took his little sister to take a nap.

It is easy to get sleepy after eating, and the whole family gets up early in the morning, and the little sister Yang Xiaohong has long been sleepy and nods.

When he woke up in the afternoon, Yang Xingwu saw his mother in the house with the soles of her shoes.

After getting up and getting off the kang, he came to his mother.

"Mother, what's going on over there with my uncle?"

"Are you awake? It's not bad, your uncle and they also went to the city, but it should be in the afternoon, and they shouldn't come back in the evening, but they brought quilts, and they will sleep in the rack car when the time comes! ”

Wang Zhaodi was very happy to see her son wake up.

"That's good, even if you can't sell it out in the afternoon, you can sell it in the morning when the workers go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables!"

"Yes, that's what I told your uncle!"

Yang Xingwu talked with his mother for a while, and began to review again.

The mother and son, one holding the soles of their shoes and the other reading a book, did not interfere with each other, only the occasional breeze blew through the courtyard.

I don't know how long it took for this quiet atmosphere to be broken.

"Brother Chunsheng, is Brother Chunsheng at home?"

Yang Xingwu heard the movement and hurriedly walked out of the hall and walked to the gate of the courtyard.

It's not so much a door, it's a firewood.

The so-called door is nothing more than a dozen wattles tied together, and the door is not high, only to the legs, and can be crossed with a single step.

Yang Xingwu walked to the door and saw that it was the village chief, but he didn't wait for him to say hello.

Then he heard the man outside the door shouting:

"Xingwu woke up? Isn't it better? ”

"It's much better, Uncle Jianguo, do you have something to do with me? Come inside and talk! ”

Yang Xingwu opened the door and beckoned Yang Jianguo into the house.

Yang Jianguo followed Yang Xingwu into the hall, first said hello to Wang Zhaodi, and when he saw the textbooks on the table of the Eight Immortals, he couldn't help but boast:

"Xingwu is still working so hard, I think I will definitely be able to be admitted to university this year!"

"Uncle Jianguo, it's a prize!"

Yang Xingwu took out a chair from the east room and asked Yang Jianguo to sit down and rest.

Wang Zhaodi went to the kitchen to pour a bowl of boiled water for Yang Jianguo, and after sending it to the hall, she went to the entrance of the village with the soles of her shoes and chatted with her neighbors.

Yang Jianguo looked at the only Yang Xingwu at home, and then asked mysteriously:

"Xingwu, tell your uncle the truth, has your family found a way to make money?"

Hearing this, Yang Xingwu was not too surprised, after all, the ears of wheat are less than one acre of land, and the villagers can find out if they pay a little attention.

When the ears of wheat are about to ripen, if there is a large number of ears of wheat at home for no reason, the villagers will definitely go to the village to scold for two hours without repeating the same.

Now Yang Kaishan and his family have a few acres of wheat ears, and there is no movement at all, plus the people who went to the ground early in the morning have bumped into it, and the villagers still don't understand that Yang Kaishan has found a way to make money.

So some good deeds stabbed this matter to the brigade.

Yang Jianguo, as the secretary of the brigade and the head of the village, knew about this, and remembered that Yang Kaishan asked him to borrow cattle the day before yesterday.

Put these scattered things together, and things become obvious.

That's why Yang Jianguo came to the door.

When he saw that Yang Chunsheng was the only man in Yang Chunsheng's house, he didn't care about bullying the small, and asked directly.

After all, the villagers are not having a good time, and one more road is one more chance to live.

After Yang Jianguo finished asking, his eyes were firmly fixed on Yang Xingwu, hoping to get something out of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xingwu admitted it directly.

"Yes, it's a way!"

Yang Jianguo was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly asked eagerly.

"Can you bring the folks?"

"Yes, yes, but can you guarantee that you will let the villagers listen to you?"

"What do you mean? What does this have to do with making money and being obedient? ”

"Uncle Jianguo, it is said that scarcity is expensive, our family sells ears of wheat, which is naturally different from our whole village, not to mention that there is more than our village farming in the whole city, and when the villagers cut down the ears of wheat and can't sell them, have you thought about the consequences?"