Han Yuanfang arrived at school soon and went directly to the office to find Teacher Zheng.
"Report."
"Come in."
You can tell by looking at Teacher Zheng’s smile in the letter that it’s not a bad thing.
"Teacher, are you looking for me?"
"Well, Han Yuanfang, your results have come out. You got first place in the exam, not only in our school, but also in all the schools you entered this year."
"Thank you, Teacher Zheng."
"It's me who thanks you for allowing me to achieve such good results."
It is not easy for me to transfer back. I didn’t expect that the children in this class are quite good. Although I don’t know exactly how many exams they took, my application to transfer back has been approved.
"Teacher, did the results come out so soon?"
"Well, the junior high school teachers are taking grades and arranging classes now."
"Have the results of other students in our class also come out?"
Teacher Zheng shook his head, "It's coming out, but I don't know yet.
Because you are number one, you can know."
"Thank you, Teacher Zheng, for your strict discipline and cultivation of me."
Zheng Yuxiang is very contented and is a grateful child.
Han Yuanfang didn't ask about specific grades. There was no problem at all in the key classes.
Just as he was about to leave, the principal came over and praised Han Yuanfang again. He was very embarrassed when he went to the meeting yesterday.
Han Yuanfang was extremely embarrassed. She thought to herself that as an old aunt with a photographic memory, it was normal for her to get such a score, right?
After returning from school, I feel at ease. If I can make it in time to get my notice, I can go there. If I can't, I can ask Han Dongmei to bring it back to me. The same goes for my elementary school diploma.
Next, she went around the fields every day. Five days later, she came back from the fields and went to Li's house.
"Auntie, can you cut the wheat tomorrow?"
"Have you gone to see the fields? It's not a good year this year. Production would have been reduced, especially if it was cut early."
"Auntie, I think it's OK. Go and tell them to start cutting tomorrow."
"Yuanfang, this year is not going well, and I'm thinking that I don't want to rent any more land."
Han Yuanfang smiled and said, "It's okay, ma'am. If you don't want to rent it, I will continue to plant it. Don't be embarrassed."
"Yuanfang, aunt is so embarrassed."
"It's okay, it's okay. Madam, do you think it's okay if I plant sweet potatoes?"
"Yuanfang, if you plant sweet potatoes now they won't grow big, it's useless."
Han Yuanfang thought so. In her previous life, her family always planted some vines, which were used to raise seedlings in the coming year.
"Auntie, then I have to trouble my uncle to plant the land for me. Let's just plant corn. The land can't be left empty like this."
"Okay, I can do this."
Really, it seems that if you plant corn like this, you won’t necessarily get much harvest. Then you will have to use labor to do it in vain, and the seeds may be in vain.
Han Yuanfang really didn't care. She thought that after she left, she would tell them to help thin out the seedlings and weed and pay them herself.
When I got home, I started to prepare. There were a lot of snakeskin bags containing fertilizers, and the wheat grains had to be packed back.
Early the next morning, Han Yuanfang went to the fields with a straw hat and a basket on her back.
Li Xueshan and the three of them have already started harvesting wheat.
She was also cutting on one side with scissors, and suddenly thought about what she would do if she farmed. There were wheat fields on both sides, and she couldn't light the wheat straw. If the wheat straw was left alone, it would not burn the ground at all.
I straightened up and looked at them all leaving the wheat straw very long, which meant they were thinking of starting a famine.
Forget it, let's just do it. If you can, plant it. If it doesn't work, just plant a crop of corn next year.
The weather is really hot, and I always have to work like this. The awns of the wheat are stinging me. It’s really painful.
After persisting for a while, Han Yuanfang sat on the ground and couldn't do it anymore. She still thought about doing it by herself. It was so whimsical and timid.
After sitting for a while, they also arrived at the end of the field. "Yuanfang, I don't need you. Mai Li will definitely be able to come home by the evening."
"Uncle, I can't do it either." Han Yuanfang said with a wry smile.
"It's okay. You can go home and come back at four o'clock in the afternoon. Don't worry, the three of us won't lose the wheat if we don't go home for dinner."
Everyone said that Han Yuanfang went home.
When you clean the balcony at home, you have to dry it here.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Han Yuanfang went to the field again, and now a tractor had arrived at the edge of the field.
This person is from another village, and Han Yuanfang really doesn't know him. He seems to be quite young, so he is called uncle.
This uses the diesel engine of the tractor to drive the threshing machine, which is much more convenient, and you are willing to spend money.
At six o'clock, she sat on the tractor and went home.
He is quite skilled at it, so he poured it directly into the yard, making the work much easier for the two of them.
A total of thirteen bags of wheat grains were harvested from two acres of land, which is already quite a lot.
Han Yuanfang thought that it would have a lot to do with fertilizing when she was cultivating.
I gave him five yuan, and soon he brought back a cart full of wheat straw.
Han Yuanfang was the only one left at home. She dragged the bag and walked to the balcony to dry it.
An hour later, wheat straw was piled outside the wall.
You have to put them away by yourself tomorrow.
The three people's wages were nine yuan, and it cost fourteen yuan to get the wheat home.
"Uncle, can't you farm? The two people next door haven't harvested the wheat yet."
"Slowly burn it. If the wheat roots don't burn, there will be no way to farm."
"I'll try it tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll burn other people's wheat."
She got up early the next morning to prepare the stack of wheat straw, and Grandpa Han came over carrying a fork.
The two of you work very quickly.
"Sir, when will your wheat be harvested? Should you do it yourself or hire someone? Or should I spend money to hire someone for you?"
"You don't need to be there, I've already found someone."
The old couple also thought about hiring someone to do it, but they couldn't do it anymore.
It's even better if you can think about it. As you get older, you can't get tired.
"Master, I will go to the wilderness in a moment."
"No. It will definitely burn other people's wheat fields."
"That's okay, I won't plant the next corn."
Han Yuanfang spent two days drying the wheat at home, putting it in bags and putting it in a large vat in the side room. She was no longer afraid of mice.
When Han Dongmei came to pick up the clothes, she told her that she was leaving, "You can bring back a hundred pieces. And I don't want to wait to get the notification letter. You can bring it back for me. You can also get the graduation certificate for me."
"Okay, don't worry. If I'm not in the same class as you, I'll go to your class and ask for the notice."
"Okay, I'll leave tomorrow."
"Yuanfang, remember, if there are jeans suitable for us to wear, you must bring me two pairs."
"Okay, I can't forget it." I will find a way to find the jeans that my little sister misses so much.
The next morning I sent the class leader to grandma's house.
"Yuanfang, please take it back. Your father and I will go there every day to feed the dog and keep an eye on the house for you."
