Chapter 71, eldest sister goes to school

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Chapter 71, eldest sister goes to school

It was already past nap time.

Wang Qiuju has already gone to work in the fields.

Yang Xiaole walked in the village and looked at the few remaining laborers in the village planting trees.

This is for making firewood and can be used in the same way as coal.

Arriving at the field, Yang Qingwen was searching the rice fields carefully, pointing at the rice fields from time to time and giving directions.

"This piece is fine. The seedlings are quite strong and bear many fruits. Come on, dig this piece out."

Following his command, the woman behind him went forward to dig out the seedlings, doing so carefully for fear of hurting the seedlings.

(Let me explain here. Many people think that rice is not grown in Kyoto. At that time, during the unified purchasing and marketing period, the grain stations collected only so many types of grain. In order to ensure food in the city, rice was required to be grown in nearby paddy fields. Many people saw that it was not possible to grow rice in Kyoto.

Planting rice should be something that was changed later.)

Yang Xiaole just looked at it for a while and then stopped caring about it.

I walked straight forward and soon arrived near the sweet potato field.

The fertile fields and paddy fields of the production team are used to grow wheat, rice and corn, and the barren land is used to grow sweet potatoes, which are used as food rations for rural people.

At this time, the sweet potato vines showed obvious signs of being turned over.

This is for plowing sweet potatoes.

When I arrived at the place, I started to pinch some relatively vigorous sweet potato vines sporadically and put them into the space without affecting the future growth of the sweet potatoes.

Along the way, I felt like I was done, so I stopped.

After returning home, he quietly entered the space, cut the sweet potato vine into small pieces with a knife, and put it there for later use.

Then the ground was cleared ridge after ridge.

Lay the cut sweet potato vines on the ridge and bury them, water them again, and then call it a day.

After it was done, I looked at the pork ribs soup in the pot, filled a bowl and ate it.

He can't always bring things out, he can only eat them by himself.

As for my home, I can only wait until I have the opportunity to get some.

After finishing a bowl of pork rib soup, I threw the extra sweet potato vines into the pig pen and left the space immediately when there was nothing else to do.

After coming out, I walked towards home and happened to meet Zhang Liuer walking from the brigade.

Walking closer, Zhang Liuer smiled at him and said, "I was afraid that you would go to bed at noon, so I came a little late."

"It's okay! Come in!"

We need to kill pigweed in the afternoon, and the eldest sister has already taken the two little guys to kill pigweed.

When I got home, I started to help her with her homework.

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In the next few days, things were going on in an orderly manner in Zhuangzi. The stationery that Yang Qingwen mentioned has not been ready yet.

Classes can only be put on hold for the time being.

Time has slowly come to the day when school starts.

This morning, before dawn, Wang Qiuju hurriedly urged Yang Xiaole to get up.

Because I have to send my eldest sister to the middle school in the district to complete the formalities today, so I have to rush early.

The eldest sister has already put on the old clothes given by Hua Yourong and is happily waiting to report to the new school today.

The distance to the district is 17 kilometers, and it takes three or four hours to walk. In order not to delay registration, Wang Qiuju got up early in the morning.

Yang Xiaole was also speechless for a while.

Because I don't know the time, I went to bed early last night and now I get up before three o'clock.

I could only get up from the bed.

As for him, Xizi and Xiaoli's registration, I'll leave it to Zhang Liu'er to help with it tomorrow.

I got up and went outside to get some tooth powder and brushed my teeth. At Wang Qiuju's urging, I just finished washing my face and hurried outside.

Wang Qiuju carried the packed quilt on her back and walked towards the district with her two children under the stars and the moon.

The eldest sister still has a lot of things hanging on her body.

A wooden faceplate, the only thermos bottle kept warm at home, and pickles in a cloth bag.

While walking on the road, Yang Xiaole thought of some rumors during the disaster period.

Still explaining to Yang Xiaomei: "Sister, I have to tell you something important. When you come back on weekends, remember to take the car from the district to the commune and don't walk back, do you hear me?"

This time Wang Qiuju didn't object, she was a big girl after all.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Then don't come back. Just wait until the holiday. I don't worry about running back and forth. I will ask your elder brother to send you some pickles and sauce. It's cold, and I will send you clothes."

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After hearing this, the eldest sister thought for a moment and nodded.

She just listens to what I say.

When we arrived at the commune, even the breakfast shop had just opened, so you can imagine how early it was.

We walked all the way to the road where we hauled coal to the imperial capital. Instead of taking the road to the city, we headed in the opposite direction to the mine.

This was the route he found out.

Three people, carrying luggage on their backs, couldn't sit on a coal truck.

We walked from dusk to dawn and arrived at the city where the district is located (equivalent to the county seat) at around 7 o'clock in the morning.

Along the way, Wang Qiuju also felt uneasy for a while.

Since I fled here, the farthest place I have been is the commune, which was the former township.

If I feel uneasy on the road, I will stop a truck pulling coal and ask for directions.

When we arrived at the place, it was actually similar to the houses in the commune. They were basically brick and tile houses and earthen houses staggered together.

There are only occasional concrete houses, which are large units in the district.

Yang Xiaole's feet hurt from walking and she was very tired. Looking at the breakfast items sold on the roadside, she wanted to buy something to eat.

But when he saw that Wang Qiuju didn't even look at her, he gave up.

I thought too much about buying breakfast.

After asking around, I finally arrived at the district middle school around eight o'clock.

The gate is quite new, but after entering, there are some dilapidated large tile-roofed houses with a large playground in the middle.

At this time, many people came in at the school gate, all coming to register.

It's easy to find the new student admissions center.

A teaching building, or rather a room, is more appropriate.

There is a long banner at the door with a slogan welcoming new students.

Two men wearing gray Chinese tunic uniforms were sitting in front of a desk, registering.

There were two people in front of them. They didn’t bring anything with them, and they looked like they were from the area.

After waiting for a while, it was their turn. Wang Qiuju hurriedly pulled her eldest daughter over: "Hello teacher, I brought my daughter to register."

"Hello comrade, what is the student's name and where is he from?"

"Oh, from Hongqi Township Primary School, oh, now it's Hongqi Commune, Yang Xiaomei."

Yang Xiaomei quickly took over the words.

Hearing this, the man turned to the last few pages of the list and found her name in it.

"Well, there is this person. Where is the proof? Give it to me and I will register it for you."

Wang Qiuju quickly took out the certificate and handed it to the other party.

One is jointly issued by the school and the commune, and the other is issued by the production team.

There is no notice of admission to a higher school. The school has registration and reporting procedures. As for whether you go to school or not, that is your own business.

The man took the certificate and took a look at it, confirming that there was no problem and nodded: "Well, no problem, classmate Yang Xiaomei, you are assigned to Class C of the first grade of junior high school. You can take this note to find Teacher Chen Jingchen."

After speaking, Jiang filled in some information on a note and handed it to Wang Qiuju.

"Okay, let's go! Go forward, the third room is there."

"Hey, thank you, teacher! Thank you, teacher!"
To be continued...