Liu Chunhua pointed at her daughter with a feather duster and scolded:

"Go back!"

"I won't!" Si Xiaoxiao complained while wiping away tears:

"Why are you going back? Are you going to beat me to death? If you can't learn, you just can't learn!"

"I don't have the brains to do that. Even if you beat me to death, I won't learn!"

"You debt collector!" Liu Chunhua glared, gritted her teeth and ran over, beating Si Xiaoxiao across Si Letian.

Si Jianhua felt embarrassed, so he came over and pulled on his wife, trying to persuade her:

"Go back quickly, you'll kill someone, what's going on!"

"Are you embarrassed now? When your daughter drops out of school, the whole village will laugh at you to death!"

Liu Chunhua has lost her mind and is like a shrew:

"Xiao Xiao's place in high school was obtained by me begging my dad Lotte for nothing the year before last."

"You keep saying that you are brothers and sisters, but asking you to ask for a letter of recommendation for your daughter to go to high school is like killing you."

"I'm counting on you? You don't even fart! It's amazing that Xiaoxiao can go to high school!"

Now, although the college entrance examination has been resumed for 11 years.

However, it is still in the process of regularization.

High schools across the country have different rules.

When Yuanmeng County first resumed the college entrance examination, anyone who wanted to take the exam could do so.

Later, the policy changed several times.

Now in 1988, if you want to go to high school and your grades don't meet the requirements of the county's No. 1 Middle School, you need to write a letter of recommendation from the village.

The year before last, Si Chen's father, Si Qingsong, was still there.

Si Xiaoxiao, a bad student, got a place in high school because Liu Chunhua asked Si Qingsong to write a letter of recommendation.

After all, this area is also the CBD of Sijia Village, with many residents.

Liu Chunhua was so noisy that all the neighbors came out to watch the excitement.

Si Xiaoxiao was also stubborn, determined not to let go, and determined to drop out of school.

Mrs. Si and Wan Hong, who were digging in the back garden, were both alarmed.

After the two ran out, they tried to break up the fight before Liu Chunhua persuaded her to go back.

Si Xiaoxiao cried so hard that she couldn't help herself. She sat under the big locust tree and refused to go home.

Si Chen took a look at the battle in front of him, suddenly thought of something, and asked:

"Xiaoxiao, do you study art?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Si Xiaoxiao had just stopped crying and was still hiccupping, complaining:

"My mother just wanted me to take the normal college entrance examination and become an art teacher after graduation."

"I, I don't want to be a teacher at all!"

"I only get a small amount of salary every month, and I still have to work on time."

"Students are disobedient and will get angry with me and not study hard. It's annoying just thinking about it!"

Si Chen held little Ping An in his arms, and in the wooden cart next to him, little Yuanman was still sleeping soundly.

Even though there was such a huge battle just now, the little guy just frowned and snarled twice.

As soon as they left, Xiao Yuanman continued to sleep.

Si Chen really couldn't understand why his daughter was so sleepy.

It is said that as long as a child is willing to eat, sleep and make babies, it is a good sign that he will grow taller.

But this is too good for sleeping!

On the other hand, Xiao Ping An doesn't sleep much at all, and his weight is indeed not as heavy as that of his younger sister.

Si Chen gently patted the naughty little Zaizai and said:

"Xiaoxiao, art students can't just be teachers."

Si Xiaoxiao looked depressed and became more and more dejected:

"You want me to take the Academy of Fine Arts exam? Brother Chen, you really think highly of me!"

Si Chen changed his perspective and increased her internal drive, saying:

"Many universities in Kyoto offer fashion design majors, image design majors, and, it seems, styling design majors..."

really!

"Really? There is such a university!" Si Xiaoxiao's eyes instantly lit up, like little stars.

"Sister, it's been eight or eight years, not seven or eight years!" Si Chen suddenly changed the topic and said:

"It's in vain that you ask. You don't plan to go to school anyway."

"Besides, with your bad grades, can you pass the exam?"

"How difficult it is. The college entrance examination is not a matter of scores. How can you pass it so easily?"

Si Xiaoxiao stamped his feet angrily: "Brother Chen, why are you like this!"

"Brother, please stop attacking Xiaoxiao and tell her about the majors related to fashion design!"

Si Letian understood his brother's intention and quickly helped:

"Xiaoxiao, there is still one year left. With my help, you will definitely make rapid progress!"

Si Chen looked like a blow from the side, but in fact he gave him a goal to work hard on:

"I majored in fashion design and got 280 points no matter what. Xiaoxiao, can you pass the exam?"

"I can do it!" Si Xiaoxiao thought about his final grades and felt inexplicably confident.

Although she was only a sophomore in high school, even though she only passed 180 in the final exam.

but!

A mere 100% gap, as long as she is willing to work hard, she can definitely overcome it!

…

Song Tianfu rode his bicycle and came to his mother-in-law's house to break corn.

Compared to areas with lower latitudes, the same type of crops matures later in areas with higher latitudes.

It's already September, and the corn in Yuanmeng County is still tender, just good enough to be cooked and eaten.

If you are in a province along the Yangtze River, you will be able to eat corn by the end of June.

Further south, earlier.

The jujubes that Sili Ge wanted to eat were in her parents' back garden.

Si Chen was enjoying the shade under the big locust tree while the baby fell asleep.

Song Tianfu came over quietly, parked his bicycle under the tree, and said hello:

"All asleep?"

"Why are you here?" Si Chen said, looked at the basket of the bicycle, understood, and asked:

"What else does she want to eat?"

"Jujubes, apples, sweet potatoes." Song Tianfu didn't think so before, but now it's strange to see the little baby!

As he said this, he bent down and wanted to touch Xiaoping's face.

"Tsk!" Si Chen slapped him and pushed him away, frowning and saying:

"This is a sleepy baby. It was so easy to coax him to sleep. Don't touch it!"

Song Tianfu:......(ˉ▽￣~)Tch~~

It’s as if no one has a baby yet, just wait for me!

Song Tianfu got up and went to the back garden to ask for jujubes from his mother-in-law.

Mrs. Si and Wan Hong were pressing cabbage in the back garden, letting it roll into the core.

Chinese cabbage, radish, potatoes, pumpkin, sweet potato, mustard greens, kohlrabi, mustard, etc.

All vegetables that are shelf-stable and can be pickled are very important in the north.

Southerners enjoy very moist winters, the ground never freezes, and the fresh vegetables grown in the back garden can be picked whenever they want.

The radishes are also red-skinned, very crisp and juicy.

Northerners call it water radish, which is grown and eaten only in spring and summer. White radish is stored in winter.
To be continued...