Thanks for rewarding Wuxin! Really, a recommendation ticket! Too bad no one is watching? It's still the fifth watch, there will be no more mistakes!
After Song Zigan finished speaking, he felt embarrassed. There are four bags here, which means two bags for a family. If he wants more, Zhang Hongmei has to give her own share.
Because the flashlight was on, Zhang Hongmei didn't see Song Ziqian's annoyed expression.
"Okay. Here are three bags for you."
"Hongmei, will yours be less?"
"It's okay, I'm alone, I don't eat much."
"Then I will carry two bags first and come back later."
"Okay, you can come twice by yourself, I won't deliver it to you."
"I don't need you, I don't need you, how tired you are this day."
The second time Song Zigan came over, he gave Zhang Hongmei 900 yuan.
Zhang Hongmei didn't give in either, took the money and sent Song Zigan out.
After that, it will be an unchanging life, going to school every day, and now Zhang Hongmei focuses on history and politics.
The class teacher first listens to the news to everyone in class every day, and then reads the newspaper. Because of the timing of the news, every first class of the day is politics.
The history teacher paid special attention to Zhang Hongmei, and would bring many history books to Zhang Hongmei from time to time.
On Saturday, Zhang Hongmei took the newspaper back and returned to Liujiatun by car. Some things still had to be explained to the old lady.
When I arrived in the village, I felt that the weather was very boring. Zhang Hongmei was happy. Is it going to rain? Very good. There is finally a way out.
Go back quickly. Zhang Hongmei is happy, and all the farmers are even happier, although this year is just like that. But it can still help.
Some old people looked at the black clouds in the sky and shed tears of joy.
Just as Zhang Hongmei arrived home, there was lightning and thunder, and strong winds. She looked at the sky happily, let's go, let's go.
Zhang Hongmei checked the doors and windows, and went to the old lady's house with a piece of plastic rolled by the wind.
"Why are you back, girl?"
"It's okay, grandma, how useful is this rain to the crops?"
"The basic sorghum and millet are ready for earing."
"That's not very useful, is it?"
"What happened? Sweet potatoes can grow longer. Don't worry, if there is no rain, this year's harvest will be one-third of last year's harvest, but after this rain, it will be at least two-thirds."
"That's okay, I hope to relieve the drought once."
"Our village is okay, at least the land has been planted, and most villages have not planted any seeds."
"Have you eaten all of it?"
"It's not a big deal. A living person can't be suffocated by urine. I'm thinking that the country has to distribute food seeds."
"Then what can I plant now?"
"Winter wheat. Our sweet potatoes also grow wheat."
"That's great, I have white noodles to eat. It's raining, it's raining, it's raining."
"Let's go, the ground is too dry, even the next day is not afraid."
"Did you have something to tell me when you came back this time?"
"It's amazing, I just want to tell you about the stick this time, I also padded the 1,000 in my hand, and finally gave them an antique given by Zhang Xingguo. Calculate five pounds with them.
This time the stick is nine thousand catties. Soybeans and broken rice cost one thousand catties, so a total of 10,000 catties is 15,000 catties, which is four thousand catties. "
"Don't worry, the accountant is on the account. Even with the two thousand that I owed you last time, I will give you seven thousand in the end."
"I'm not in a hurry with my money. I'll pay back their money when I have it, so that I can redeem the antiques."
"Zhong, after the autumn harvest, I will ask your uncle to go to the capital to get the money. You have to go to the capital to go to school after the Chinese New Year. What can you do if you don't have any money?"
Zhang Hongmei didn't answer. In fact, she used to think that people give more, but this excuse is not good. Who would give food for nothing with this thought? Finally, the excuse of mortgage comes to mind.
"Too grandma, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, I'm going home. I won't be able to leave soon."
"If you can't leave, stay here and stay with me."
"Forget it, I'd better go back. The roof hasn't been repaired for several years. I don't know if it's leaking or not."
"Come on, let's run."
Zhang Hongmei ran home with the plastic on and was still wet. She checked all the houses and found that everything was fine and there was no rain leakage. Standing at the door and watching the vegetable leaves in the yard stretch out, it has been falling for more than 20 minutes.?If there is still no water, you will know how dry it is.
In fact, Zhang Hongmei doesn't like rainy weather. When she was young, she thought it was the sky crying, but when she was older, she felt wet and uncomfortable.
I didn't want to stay outside anymore, so I closed the door and entered the space. I haven't been in the space for a long time. Every time it is in a hurry, no one will come over in today's weather, so just enjoy it in the space. I steamed a sea bass for myself, fried a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, and a plate of fried shrimp.
I ate a big meal comfortably in the space. After soaking in a beautiful bath of spiritual spring water, she found a novel and lay on the bed. It's a day that gods don't change.
After reading two novels, I went out after eating six meals.
It was almost four o'clock outside the watch, and the raindrops were still crackling.
I checked with a flashlight that there was no rain leaking before I felt relieved.
Go back to the space to make noodles and eat steamed sugar buns.
The firewood hole by the stove pond was filled with branches, lit a fire, dehumidified, and then steamed steamed buns. There were not many steamed buns in the space, so I took this opportunity to steam a few pots.
The rain never stopped, Zhang Hongmei cooked both pots of steamed buns, the sky was bright, but the rain did not decrease.
?The last pot of steamed buns is about to come out. It¡¯s already eight o¡¯clock. There is very little water in the yard, and there are drainage ditches when designing the yard.
I don't know what happened to Zhang Xingguo's house? He found a transparent raincoat and put it on, took out an umbrella, put on rain boots, and went out of the yard with the key.
At this time, no one should come out, even if they see it, it doesn't matter. Maybe the people in the village don't have umbrellas, but it's not surprising that people outside have umbrellas.
Zhang Xingguo's yard is next to each other, and it is only a few steps away. I checked house by house, there is no leak, and the new house is still safe. There are also drainage ditches in the yard, and Li Cuihua also grows a lot of vegetables.
Back at home, take out the steamed buns and put them in the space. Taking advantage of the heat, I ate a steamed bun.
I can't leave today, and I don't have a phone, so I can only skip class. I'm quite excited when I think about it. In my previous life, I never skipped school since I was a child, and this time it came true.
Zhang Hongmei couldn't help secretly laughing.
?I can stay for a few more days this time, I have already thought of excuses, and there is no car in the rain. The excuses are more than justifiable.
Did not enter the space, and scooped out stick noodles, sweet potato noodles and white noodles, put them in the space to leaven, and sent them to the old lady at noon. It is estimated that there are quite a lot of hungry people, and most of the cafeterias do not cook.
Send it to Shitou Sanya. They certainly didn't go to school that day.
After thinking about it, I soaked a small pot of shredded radish. I went to the vegetable bed and cut the leeks. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com