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Chapter 199: Chapter 199

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    The first class in the afternoon is politics. The teacher walked in with a stack of newspapers in his hand and a smile.

    "Students, we are a political class in the entrance examination for the first graduates, but don't be afraid, the principal has already applied to equip us with a radio, because there are no textbooks, we can only start with the news.

    Now I have the newspaper of December last year in my hand, and everyone circulates it to each other. After all, resources are limited.  "

    Zhang Hongmei took over the newspapers that were handed over. Now everyone is hungry and thirsty. There is finally a little light on the confusion of the new subject, so they all want to catch it.

    The teacher should be very satisfied with the student's attitude, otherwise he wouldn't always be smiling.

    The bell for the end of get out of class rang, "Okay, students, you can go back to the dormitory to read these newspapers, but please take care of them. After all, you have finished reading them, and the other students haven't read them yet. Okay, get out of class is over."

    The second class is Chinese, the third class is history, and the last class is self-study class.

    The homeroom teacher came again. "Students, we are in the second year of high school, and we are very nervous about studying, so we have an hour of early self-study in the morning. I hope everyone will not be late."

    Zhang Hongmei rode her bicycle home after school, and she felt quite uncomfortable going to class all day long.

    Vegetable pastry stuffed with dried radish stuffed outside for dinner.  I will take this for lunch tomorrow, but I don't want to eat it at night, so I finally have a bowl of porridge for dinner.

    Because of the fire at night, Zhang Hongmei slept outside directly.

    Woke up at five o'clock the next day, it was still dark outside, ate a plate of fried rice with eggs, drank a can of milk, took two vegetables, and set off before six o'clock.

    Arrive at school at 6:10, all the teachers and classmates in the class have arrived, because the classroom is dark even with the lights on, so the teacher organized everyone to go to the playground to endorse.

    Zhang Hongmei once again experienced the tense atmosphere before the college entrance examination in her previous life. It seems that no matter when and where, the college entrance examination is a crucial link for students.

    Have breakfast at 6:50 and start class at 7:10.

    In the first math class, the teacher came in with the test paper.

    "Students, this is yesterday's test paper. Generally speaking, it's not bad. There is Zhang Hongmei, a classmate with full marks in our class."

    As soon as you hear this name, everyone knows the name of the girl here, the only girl in the class.

    "Now ask the students to hand out the test papers, everyone can look at their mistakes and summarize their own deficiencies.

    Our second year of high school explained the textbooks quickly, so please be mentally prepared. In this lesson, we will explain the questions with a high error rate.  "

    In the second Chinese class, Zhang Hongmei scored 90 points, which is already very rare.

    The third class is politics, the head teacher's class, because there is no textbook yet, only the teacher tells everyone the news of recent years on it, it is really difficult for the teacher.

    In the fourth quarter of history, although the history teacher is a lady, the lectures are very rigid, and no students sleep?  Zhang Hongmei felt dizzy and drowsy, and finally got out of class.

    The students went to eat, Zhang Hongmei secretly took out a pack of wet wipes, wiped her hands, and ate a piece of vegetable.

    Some people ate quickly, and when they returned to the classroom, they smelled the scent of shredded radish. They must have put a lot of oil, otherwise how could there be such a strong scent?

    However, it's not easy for a boy to strike up a conversation with a female classmate. He said that everyone was discussing that the little girl didn't go to the cafeteria to eat because she was poor.

    That's right, just by looking at their ruddy cheeks, you can tell that there must be no shortage of food, and one by one they say that they have no condition to hand over the food.

    They all came back one after another. No one went back to the dormitory to rest. They all read and studied in the classroom. The energy of learning is really incomparable to the children of later generations.

    Zhang Hongmei is lying on the table, and she has not adapted to the study life yet.

    As soon as the teacher entered the classroom, she saw Zhang Hongmei lying on the table, and she didn't go to call her. The child is young, so it's normal to be tired.

    Zhang Hongmei now lives a regular life every day, and gradually adapts to it.

    At noon on Friday, Song Zigan came over to Zhang Hongmei, "Hongmei, shall we go to the post office tomorrow?"

    "Go, the newspaper hasn't been found yet. There are no political books here, so I can only read more. You have to pay attention now." Zhang Hongmei regretted it. Why didn't Zhang Shouyi ask him for help in getting the newspaper?

    "I know, now I listen to the news every morning, and I also look for newspapers to read. Seeing your tragic experience, I will learn from others."

    "Good for you."

      "Where can I find you tomorrow?"

    "At the gate of the post office at eight o'clock."

    The next morning, Zhang Hongmei lay in bed for a while, got up at 6:30, picked up two buckets of water, ate breakfast, and set off on a bicycle with a satchel on her shoulders.

    When I arrived at the post office, I saw Song Zigan was there with his bicycle, but the post office was not open yet.

    "Why did you come so early?"

    "I'm used to getting up early, and I came here when I had nothing to do at home." Song Ziqian said indifferently.

    "It's almost eight o'clock, and the door will open soon." Zhang Hongmei didn't know if she could make it.

    "It's okay to be late, I'll treat you to dinner at noon."

    Zhang Hongmei looked at the boy helplessly, and said in her heart that you are so generous, does your mother know?  "No, you'd better save some food. Now the food is too tight. You can see that everyone on the street is listless. They are not full and lack energy."

    "I have food stamps." Song Ziqian was very unconvinced, and vividly interpreted the second-stage teenagers.

    "Be economical, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy food even if you have food stamps in the future. Get some snacks, young man." Zhang Hongmei unknowingly brought herself into the role of a confidant aunt.

    Song Zigan turned his head away awkwardly and ignored her.

    The post office opened, and the two went in to inquire about the person, who turned out to be the director.

    Zhang Hongmei explained her purpose of coming, "Comrade Huang Ying, I wonder if I can make it?"

    "Since my brother asked you to come here, I will definitely find a way for you. Subscribing to new ones is impossible, but I can guarantee that you will get the newspaper every Saturday, of course this week. Do you think it will work?"

    "Will that bother you too much?"

    "It doesn't matter, the post office itself has a quota, and my partner's office also has it, so I can make it up for you no matter what."

    "Thank you so much, can I come and get it every Saturday?"

    "Yes, in fact, half of the meat last time was given to me. At that time, I had just given birth and I hadn't had time to thank you."

    Zhang Hongmei quickly waved her hand, "You're welcome, it's not a big deal."

    "It's a big deal for us. I don't know if there are still pigs in your village this year? Look at what I said, people can't eat enough. Where can we get food to feed pigs?"

    "Yeah, everyone can't eat enough, and no one can afford to raise them this year." In fact, there are several old sows in the village that are still kept, after all, they cannot be extinct.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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