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In Houshan Village, if someone has something new, it will always be known to everyone in a short period of time.
Meng Zheng, who was supposed to be in the fourth grade, went to the sixth grade classroom. Not only was he able to keep up with the teacher's lessons, but he was also able to teach the sixth grade students how to solve problems. This matter spread immediately. Many people from the same village gathered to talk to Grandma Meng, Father Meng, and Mother Meng, praising Meng Zheng as a literary star who came to earth, and would definitely be able to take the top prize and get into college in the future.
Everyone¡¯s words were very exaggerated. The Meng family felt very proud, but Meng Zheng only felt extremely ashamed.
On the second weekend after school started, Meng Qianjiang came to the Meng family carrying two boxes of milk. Meng Qianjiang's son is Meng Baijiang, the owner of the canteen, and his son has just given birth to a grandson, Meng Shijiang. Meng Qianjiang looked very tired, with bloodshot eyes, as if he hadn't slept normally in a few days. Meng Qianjiang came to thank Meng Zheng.
A few days ago, Xiao Shijiang had a low fever. Meng Baijiang drove a tricycle and took his child to the town hospital for treatment. I thought it was just a minor illness and that the doctor would just prescribe some anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs, but the results of the blood test were quite bad. The doctor at the town hospital bluntly said that Shijiang needed better medical resources and suggested that Meng Baijiang take his children to a large hospital.
Meng Baijiang panicked at that time. He hurried home with the child in his arms. Without taking a break, he and his wife packed their luggage indiscriminately. Taking the bankbook at home, he immediately took the child to the long-distance bus station. When he was leaving, he suddenly remembered what Meng Zheng said. , I also took grandma¡¯s dowry box.
After going to a big hospital, after careful examination, the doctor said that the child would have to be operated on.
The cost of Xiao Shijiang¡¯s treatment is a huge sum. Meng Baijiang simply couldn't afford so much money. With a faint hope, he contacted a distant relative and asked him to help take the box for identification.
I didn¡¯t expect this box to be such an antique! The child¡¯s surgery fee is paid!
Meng Baijiang's heart that had been in his throat finally settled down a little. He quickly called home. Meng Qianjiang stayed at home and did not dare to close his eyes until his son called back.
After receiving the call from his son, Meng Qianjiang was extremely sad and happy. My grandson was really seriously ill, but fortunately the box at home was really an antique. Although my grandson had to suffer a little, he was fine after the operation. I have to thank Meng Zheng for this!
So, Meng Qianjiang came to the door carrying milk.
This milk is purchased from their canteen. It is not a big brand and not worth a lot of money. Meng Qianjiang also knew in his heart that Meng Zheng had done such a big favor for their family, so it was a bit hard to give him a small thank you gift. However, although the antique box was sold for money, the grandson is still waiting for surgery, which costs a lot of money. After the surgery, he still needs to be nursed back to health, which all costs money. How dare Meng Qianjiang throw money away now? Ask him to come up with money to thank Meng Zheng, but he can't come up with it.
It wasn¡¯t until Meng Qianjiang explained his purpose that the Meng family knew what Meng Zheng had done.
Grandma Meng and Meng Qianjiang were of the same generation, and she said in a sincere tone: "Brother, please don't say such things. Xiao Zheng actually didn't do anything. That antique box was originally yours. So, don't Be polite to us, take the milk back, and keep it for Shijiang, so he can drink it and keep his body strong!"
Meng Qianjiang shook his head, his eyes turned redder, and said, "You can't say that. Without Xiao Zheng, there are mountains of gold and silver piled up in front of me, and I wouldn't know how to pick them up! Xiao Zheng saved our whole family with just one sentence!"
Grandma Meng wanted to say something else, but Meng Qianjiang stopped her and said: "Old sister, you don't have to say anything. When Shijiang comes back, when he is older, I will let him kowtow to Xiaozheng! This is Xiaozheng You deserve it!¡±
Meng Zheng was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "Now is a new society, and bumping around is not popular."
"That's right! Kowtow will shorten your life. From now on, just ask Xiaozheng to play with Shijiang." Mother Meng said.
Meng Qianjiang said "Hello" with trembling lips. He wiped the corners of his eyes, looked at Meng Zheng with relief, and said, "Xiao Zheng, I heard that you are now in class with the sixth grade? Then you will go to junior high school next year?"
Meng Zheng shook his head and said, "No, I'm still in elementary school. The school won't let me skip a grade."
"Why?" Meng Qianjiang asked.
Meng Zheng briefly talked about the principal¡¯s difficulties. Meng Qianjiang was thoughtful. He suddenly remembered his distant relative, the one who helped them sell the antique box. That person seemed to work at a key school in the city, and I heard he was a leader! Meng Qianjiang asked: "Xiao Zheng, do you want to skip a grade?"
"I definitely want to graduate early so that I can start working early." Meng Zheng said.
Meng Qianjiang immediately decided to go to his distant relatives to find out the news.Eat vegetables.
Meng Duo went to the canteen and bought bottled pickles. The main ingredients are mustard, radish, day lily, etc. It has a strong seasoning flavor and is actually not very healthy, but the children love it and think it tastes particularly good. .
A bottle of pickled vegetables costs three yuan and sixty cents. The students would definitely be reluctant to buy a whole bottle. Meng Duo sold the spoons to his classmates for two cents a spoon, so he could save half a bowl of rice with one spoon. Basically, one bottle can scoop out twenty-five or six spoons and can be sold for five yuan. In this way, Meng Duo made a net profit of one yuan and forty cents.
Meng Zheng was stunned.
Meng Zheng had an idea. When he asked Meng Duo word problems, he didn't use alcohol and water, red balls, black balls, or apples and oranges. He used money! Suppose we each have a handful of one-dollar coins and a handful of one-dollar banknotes in our pockets. The ratio of coins to banknotes in your pocket is 2:1, and the ratio of coins to banknotes in my pocket is 3:2. Suppose we They both have the same amount of money. If I give you all my money, what is the ratio of coins to banknotes in your pocket now?
Meng Duo was indeed very interested in this topic and started calculating with confidence.
But interest and confidence alone are not enough.
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"Sister, let's put the questions aside for now. It's time to eat. Let's go eat first."
"No, no, no, I must make it clear and clear about the money that goes into my pocket." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com