mtl008 Chapter 83 Another disgusting person comes
Chapter 83 Another disgusting person comes
Afterwards, Wen Xi returned to the room, pulled out her luggage bag from under the bed, and found the textbooks she had brought with her. She didn't know what she was thinking when she packed her luggage. She actually brought all the textbooks from junior high school to high school. Maybe she was afraid that she would forget the knowledge she had learned in the busy farm work?
If she had known that she would bind to the sign-in system and be able to sign out the math, physics and chemistry self-study books, as well as all the textbooks from the first grade of elementary school to high school, she would not have brought these books with her. Although each book is not heavy, the textbooks for four years of junior high school and two years of high school together are still quite heavy.
Wen Xi didn't know whether Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui had ever been to school, so she took out their elementary school textbooks. She decided to teach them the first grade courses first, and then determine the pace of the lessons based on their learning efficiency. After all, there were only a few years left before the college entrance examination would be resumed, and she would need several years to teach them all the courses in elementary school, junior high school, and high school. Therefore, the pace had to be accelerated, otherwise they would most likely be too late.
Before seven o'clock in the evening, Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui came over. The two families were close to each other, separated by an alley about one or two meters wide. The two people didn't even bring flashlights.
After they arrived, Wen Xi didn't waste any time talking. Instead, he took out the first-grade Chinese and mathematics textbooks and taught them directly. Each subject lasted for one hour, so two hours a day was enough.
The New Year is almost here and there is nothing to do, so I can get up a little later in the morning. There is no need to get up so early like I do every day to go to work.
After the class, Wen Xi said to Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui, "Yuanyuan, Huihui, when you have nothing to do during the day, remember to recall the content of the class. If you are efficient in learning, I will speed up the class and strive to make you become cultured people as quickly as possible, so that you don't have to envy others anymore."
"Thank you, Sister Xiaoxi." Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui thanked Wenxi repeatedly. They naturally knew that Wenxi had no obligation to teach them to read and write, but Wenxi had a good relationship with their family and didn't want to see them become blind!
After Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui went back, Wen Xi also went back to her room to rest, because she had already washed up before Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui came over, so she didn't need to waste time washing up again.
In the days that followed, Wen Xi went up the mountain alone at five or six o'clock almost every morning to catch the fish, and then brought back a basket of wild vegetables. In the afternoon, he went to the rice fields to catch rice fish. In the evening, he taught Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhao Huihui. His life was very fulfilling.
Soon it was the day for the brigade to slaughter the New Year pig. Before dawn, the villagers began to get busy. The cold weather did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm at all. The threshing ground was steaming hot and bustling.
Wen Xi didn't come back from the mountain until noon, and then he went to the threshing ground with Shen Jiaojiao and Jiang Yue. Although they couldn't share the meat, they could buy some with money.
In that era of food shortage and clothing shortage, people were considered lucky if they could eat meat three times a year, because if they wanted to eat meat, they had to have money and meat coupons. They could use the money to buy some meat to satisfy their cravings, but the most important thing was that they had no meat coupons and could not buy meat even if they wanted to. However, they could exchange work points for slaughtering the New Year pig and did not need to spend money, so naturally everyone looked forward to slaughtering the New Year pig at the end of the year.
Everyone standing in the threshing yard waiting to be divided into pork had a bright smile on their face.
When Wenxi and the other two arrived, they had not started dividing the meat yet because the pork had not been processed yet. After the butcher had cut up all the pork, he asked everyone to line up to choose the pork, while the aunts on the other side were busy preparing the pig-killing dishes.
After all, there are only two pigs and two offal, which would not be enough to share among everyone, so it is better to cook them all and add some radishes and potatoes as side dishes, and make two big pots directly. This way, everyone can enjoy the hot pig-killing dishes.
The taste of the big pot dishes is really delicious, and it will be a delicacy that the older generation will never forget in the future.
Wenxi and the other four had just arrived and didn't have any share, so they didn't have to queue up. Instead, they stood aside and watched. Wenxi was a good cook, and anything could be turned into a delicious dish in her hands, so Wenxi didn't care what was left at the end. If there was nothing left, the worst that could happen was that she would go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some.
She gets up very early every morning anyway, and rushes to the supply and marketing cooperative early, so she is sure to buy meat.
Today we were slaughtering the New Year pig, but Nie Xiulan didn't come. She was probably afraid that people would laugh at her, a city girl, for marrying a country bum!
Liang Zhaodi did come and stood with Lu Xiaoyun. She looked around proudly and declared her sovereignty. She hoped that other young girls and wives would stop thinking about Lu Xiaoyun. After all, Lu Xiaoyun and her had already obtained the marriage certificate. If others wanted to have an affair, they should not blame her for dealing with them.
Lu Xiaoyun is handsome and well-dressed. You can tell at a glance that his family is well-off. I don’t know how many people are interested in him and want to marry him.
But no one expected that he would choose the plain-looking Liang Zhaodi, which made his admirers furious. If eyes could kill, Liang Zhaodi would have died countless times.
As everyone knows, Lu Xiaoyun has already obtained the marriage certificate, so they can no longer think about Lu Xiaoyun, otherwise if they make a mistake it will bring trouble to the family, so they turn their attention to the remaining gay men.
Among the old educated youth there are Xia Minglei, Wu Guoqiang, Li Wei, Jiang Mo, Cheng Yu, and Gu Xiangbei, and among the new educated youth there are Song Lan and Zhou Bai. There are also so many male educated youth with good conditions for them to choose from, so there is no need for them to set their sights on the married Lu Xiaoyun.
After that, everyone felt that more and more eyes were looking at them, but they didn't take it seriously. They would not flirt with lesbians like Zhu Jiawen and Lu Xiaoyun, and naturally they would not give others the opportunity to plot against them.
Xia Minglei looked at Lin Yiwan who was standing with his brother, and then looked at Wen Xi who was standing in the new educated youth area. Both of them were very beautiful, each with their own beauty, and it was hard to tell who was better.
Xia Minglei hesitated for a moment and still walked towards Wen Xi. Lin Yiwan had too many brothers in her family, so pursuing her would definitely cost a lot, and with so many obstacles it would not be easy to pursue her. But Wen Xi was different. No matter how smart she was, she was just a little girl, and alone in the countryside. If there was someone who treated her well and warmed her, she would surely fall for him quickly and be devoted to him.
Lu Xiaoyun is married now, so he naturally cannot pursue Wen Xi. And he has never expressed his feelings to Lin Yiwan, so he can naturally pursue Wen Xi, and Lin Yiwan has no right to stop him.