"What kind of date is this? I only ate one and I didn't feel hungry at all." As soon as Ye Jiangwei finished speaking, she covered her face in shame and said that she was hungry in front of the students. It was really embarrassing. But these days
She was really hungry. In order to get more food to feed her younger brothers and sisters at home, Ye Jiangwei ate very little this time. She only ate two meals a day, one bowl of rice per meal. There was no oil or water in the dishes.
The Taoist Priest had long seen that Teacher Ye was hungry. The red date was actually an ordinary red date. However, after the Taoist recited the bigu mantra and introduced the Five Qi into the date, the red date was no longer an ordinary red date.
It is a fruit-rich jujube. Eating one jujube can keep you from being hungry for several days. This is a monk's method. When a monk is in retreat, he naturally cannot spend time getting food every day. You only need to prepare a batch before the retreat.
Bigu-resistant substance. Of course, monks can refine the Bigu-resistant Pill, which is more effective than this red date, but it is very cumbersome to refine. But for monks, it is a must-have item for retreat.
"This jujube is just an ordinary jujube. Teacher Ye, you seem to be feeling a little unwell recently. Is something wrong?" asked the little Taoist priest.
"No, it's nothing." Ye Jiangwei quickly denied. In fact, the look on her face showed that she was actually in trouble.
"If you have a lot of dates, can you give one to Principal Jin?" Ye Jiangwei asked.
"What's wrong with Principal Jin? Is it the same as you? By the way, what's wrong with you and Principal Jin? It seems like you haven't eaten much recently. Is it because our team didn't give you food? I'll ask Zhou Maolin about this.
"How can the Xianjiqiao Brigade treat the teachers in the school badly?" the little Taoist priest said.
"Goodbye. The brigade gave us a lot of food. After Teacher Chen left, the brigade still gave us rations for three people. But now that the food supply in the city is tight, Principal Jin and I took the food home. This time we are frugal.
A little bit." Ye Jiangwei was worried that the Taoist priest would go and cause trouble, so she had no choice but to tell the truth.
"You who eat the national food will still be short of food?" The little Taoist priest was a little surprised.
"We can't grow crops in the city. We all rely on farmers to supply them. Now many places have been hit by disasters and food production has been reduced. The country has to rescue the disaster areas, so the food supply in the city is naturally tight." Ye Jiangwei said.
"So that's it." The little Taoist finally understood. He touched the bag and found that the red date given to Ye Jiangwei was the last one. "I'll ask Xilai and the others later to see if there are any more red dates. If there are, I'll give them to them.
Principal Jin alone."
Ye Jiangwei nodded: "The bell has rung, go to class quickly."
Jin Kanghe picked up a hammer and clanged an iron knot hanging in the kitchen. Jin Kanghe was nearly 1.8 meters tall and burly. He ate about the same amount as Ye Jiangwei every day, so naturally it was impossible to meet his daily needs. Every day.
He was so hungry that his eyes were filled with stars. But there was nothing he could do. His mother-in-law was in the city with her three children, the youngest of whom was only a few months old. In order to provide the children with milk, Jin Kanghe tried to get food back home and also found ways to get milk powder.
, these things are even rarer supplies. As a result, Jin Kanghe's money is stretched. Trying to get as much food as possible every month becomes Jin Kanghe's only choice.
After ringing the bell a few times, Jin Kanghe felt like he was shaky. He put down the hammer and went back to his room to drink a glass of boiled water. However, the boiled water didn't last long before his stomach began to growl again.
The little Taoist priest failed to get the red dates from Xilai. The things in the kid's pocket were sipped before they were even warm. How could he keep them? The handful of red dates he gave to the little Taoist priest before was specially kept.
When school was over, Jin Kanghe stumbled and fainted on the ground, causing the entire class to panic.
"No! The principal is dead!"
"Oh no, someone is dead!"
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The little kids rushed out of the classroom in panic, while some brave ones stayed in the classroom and continued to watch. No one dared to step forward to check on Jin Kanghe's condition.
Ye Jiangwei heard the noise and rushed over: "Don't be afraid, Principal Jin just fainted!"
After hearing what Ye Jiangwei said, the students calmed down a little from the panic.
Ye Jiangwei had no other choice but to pinch Renzhong with her hands, but it didn't seem to work.
The little Taoist priest walked forward: "Teacher Ye, let me take a look."
Jin Kanghe's eyes were closed tightly, and there was no color on his face. It was not a disease, he was just fainting from hunger. The Taoist leader asked Ye Jiangwei for a grain of leftover rice in the pot, a glass of boiled water, and recited a mantra: Naturally, heaven cooks food, and I am here to bless you. One grain spreads in all directions, and the river sands are drowned together. Hunger and thirst are forever eliminated, and the feast of food is in the Yaochi. The rush is like a law!
He fed the grain of rice into Jin Kanghe's mouth, and then washed the water down. After a while, Jin Kanghe opened his eyes.
The teacher at Xianjiqiao Primary School fainted from hunger, which naturally alarmed the brigade cadres of Xianjiqiao Brigade. Zhou Maolin quickly organized a meeting for the brigade cadres of Xianjiqiao Brigade.
"Logically speaking, we gave the rations to Principal Jin and Teacher Ye, which can be regarded as the most benevolent thing. The main reason why Principal Jin fainted from hunger was that Principal Jin and Teacher Ye divided the rations and sent them back to the city for relief. Household expenses." Zhou Maolin said.
"Yes. Our brigade does not need to bear any responsibility at all." Xiao Yinshun, the militia company commander, nodded.
Zhou Fenglai frowned: "That's what I said, but if something happens to Principal Jin and Teacher Ye, no one will be willing to teach in the Xianjiqiao Brigade in the future. There are only two teachers in the primary school now. Each class can’t accommodate even one teacher. In the future, more and more children will be studying, and the three classes will not be able to accommodate them. We must add more teachers.”
"Accountant Zhou, what do you want to say? Tell it directly. Don't talk around." Zhang Jincai, director of the Women's Federation, said.
"What I mean is that in order to make teachers willing to come to our Xianji Bridge to teach, we can add some more food to the teachers who come to teach in our village. In the past, landlords asked teachers to be able to support their families. , Now, although the teachers all eat the national food, the food in the city is now tight, and the families of Principal Jin and Teacher Ye have difficulties. Although our brigade is not rich, there is still no problem in supporting two teachers and two big families. Zhou Fenglai said.
Zhou Maolin nodded: "Feng Lai said it well. Thanks to the party, our Xianjiqiao brigade has a canal for water supply. Most of the rice fields have been planted with rice seedlings this year, and the yield is getting higher year by year. Give more to Principal Jin and Teacher Ye It is not difficult for the two teachers to add a little more food."
None of the other brigade cadres objected. If the Xianjiqiao brigade starved to death, it would be a disgrace to all the members of the Xianjiqiao brigade.
