Chapter 503 What our teacher said (310.01 million)
When watching cartoons, I felt that time passed very quickly. It seemed that I had only watched two or three episodes when Li Qiuling suddenly turned off the TV.
The little ones looked at Li Qiuling one by one, and some even became anxious, begging Li Qiuling to quickly turn on the TV.
"teacher……"
The usual long-sounding coquettish shouting was not something a child would do. Normally, Li Qiuling would use a discussion tone to ask them to watch another episode.
But not today, she said: "Baby, we have to clean up. After cleaning, you can go home from school to eat and sleep."
"OK?"
When they heard about cleaning, the little ones became excited. They all raised their little heads and shouted in unison: "Okay!"
They all want to work to prove that they have grown up.
"Now, let me tell you first, let's see if there is any garbage around us. If there is any, pick it up and put it in the garbage basket next to the teacher." Li Qiuling continued the task.
"Look at your table and the kitchen to see if there are any packaging bags of snacks that have not been thrown away after you have finished eating them. If there are any, take them and throw them into the trash can."
"Teacher, don't you need to sweep the floor and clean the glass?" Mengmeng raised her hand excitedly, stood up and asked.
Li Qiuling looked at her in surprise, then shook her head: "No, sweeping the floor is the teacher's job. You can't even hold the broom now."
"Ah...but I..." Mengmeng was disappointed. She thought she could sweep the floor and wanted to go back and show off to her father after finishing her work.
"Hurry up and pick up the garbage. We will go to the yard to pick up small stones later." Li Qiuling said.
After hearing that she was still alive, Mengmeng became lively again.
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When Cao Shujie came to pick her up at noon, Mengmeng chattered to her father about what she had done just now, and stretched out her hands to hug her: "Dad, I picked up so much garbage."
"Isn't it true? There is so much rubbish in your school. It really should be cleaned up properly." Cao Shujie couldn't laugh or cry.
If this is the case, Caojiazhuang Kindergarten is simply a garbage dump.
But like his daughter, there are not many children who describe to their parents how much work they have done in an exaggerated way of speaking.
When the father and daughter returned home, Mengmeng threw the schoolbag on her back onto the sofa, and she also jumped onto the sofa.
When she was lying on the sofa, she looked at Cao Shujie and asked: "Dad, the teacher said that we are about to have a vacation. We will have a vacation for several days. Hehe, I want to go out to play."
"What kind of holiday? How do you know it's a holiday? You should study hard, you know?" Cao Shujie looked at his daughter's smiling face and felt happy in his heart.
Mengmeng frowned and shouted loudly: "No, our teacher said we have a holiday, and I just want to go out and play."
He looked at her like an angry calf, seeming to come over to criticize him whenever he disagreed. Cao Shujie stopped provoking his daughter.
"Okay, you guys can have a holiday. Dad will bring you food. Let's eat quickly and you can rest for a while." Cao Shujie turned and walked towards the kitchen.
I made the rhombus noodle leaves for my daughter, put a poached egg on it, and then poured hot green onion oil on it. The aroma came out from the sizzling sound.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Mengmeng jumped up from the sofa as soon as she smelled the fragrance. She was hungry.
Cao Zhenghu came out of the room and saw his great-granddaughter running towards the dining table. A warm smile appeared on his increasingly thin face.
"Mengmeng, what did you do in school today?" Cao Zhenghu asked her.
When Mengmeng heard the grandfather's question, she said excitedly: "Grandpa, we played games, watched cartoons, and cleaned the house."
"I picked up a lot of rubbish." After Mengmeng told her grandfather as if she was taking credit, she felt very excited as if she had done something big.
Cao Zhenghu was also happy for her.
In Cao Zhenghu's eyes, the little things his great-granddaughter did were considered big things.
"Grandpa, our teacher said there is going to be a holiday. Then I can go out and play. You can go play with me." Mengmeng thought of the holiday again, and she seemed even happier.
Cao Zhenghu looked at his grandson and saw Cao Shujie blinking at him. At that moment, the tacit understanding between grandfather and grandson made Cao Zhenghu understand that his grandson had not told Mengmeng about going out to play on National Day.
He didn't care how his grandson winked at him, and said to his great-granddaughter with a doting look on his face: "Mengmeng, didn't your father tell you? When you have the National Day holiday, we will go to Xinjiang to play."
The old man is quite fashionable and talks about these holidays all the time. Unlike other old country men, he basically doesn’t know much about such holidays.
Mengmeng was happy when she heard that she really wanted to go out to play: "Grandpa, is it true? That would be great."
"Grandpa, I like you."
"Bah"
Mengmeng stood up as she spoke and kissed Cao Zhenghu on the cheek.
Cao Shujie curled his lips when he saw it, and pointed at his cheek and said, "Mengmeng, why don't you kiss daddy."
"Bah, you didn't even tell me, you just lied to me." Mengmeng was quite vindictive.
Despite her young age, she actually remembers things very well.
He served his grandfather a bowl of noodles, put a poached egg on it, served Mengmeng to finish her lunch, and coaxed her to take a nap.
Mengmeng lay in bed and couldn't sleep, so she had to ask her father to tell her a story.
No matter how hard Cao Shujie tried to persuade him, he finally compromised: "Mengmeng, what story do you want to hear?"
"Let me think about it."
Mengmeng thought seriously. After a while, she got off the bed again, walked to the bookshelf in slippers, took a thin picture album from the bookshelf and handed it to Cao Shujie: "Dad, tell me this story.
Bar."
When Cao Shujie saw the cover of the album, which read "Hou Yi Shoots the Sun", he turned to the first page and began to talk: "A long time ago, there were 10 suns in the sky, which made the earth dry and cracked. People had no food and no water.
Drink and many people died."
"Until one day, a young man named Hou Yi appeared. He was so powerful that he shot down a sun with a bow and an arrow..."
He followed the text in the album and before he finished speaking, Mengmeng pointed to a bird that fell from the sky and was pierced by an arrow, covered in flames, and asked: "Dad, what is this?"
ah?"
"This is the sun." Cao Sijie explained.
"Isn't the sun a ball? Why is it a bird?" Mengmeng wondered.
Cao Shujie told her that the sun was transformed into a golden crow, and this involved another version of the myth.
Mengmeng is the kind of little girl who has a hundred thousand whys. If there is a question, she can ask several whys.
The more Cao Shujie talks, the more he becomes confused.
I can’t explain it to Mengmeng.
Cao Shujie was a little dry when he explained. He glanced at the time and realized that it was almost 12:30. He came to his senses and said, "Mengmeng, you have to sleep, otherwise you will be sleepy in school in the afternoon."
"It's okay, I'm going to sleep in class." Mengmeng answered smoothly.
She also explained to Cao Shujie: "Dad, our teacher said it's okay to sleep in class. You can't snore. Just don't disturb other children."
After hearing what his daughter said, Cao Shujie's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
It's so irresponsible for such a teacher to actually fall asleep in class.
Looking at Mengmeng's normal expression, Cao Shujie thought that he would have to talk to Li Qiuling later, but he couldn't let the little baby develop this habit.
"Today's story is over, you go to bed quickly." Cao Shujie said with a straight face.
Mengmeng saw that her father seemed really angry. She turned over and quickly pulled the blanket over her head.
After dozens of seconds, Mengmeng slowly pulled down the blanket to reveal her little head. She turned around and took a sneak peek. Suddenly she saw her father still sitting by the bed. Mengmeng looked like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
He quickly turned his head away.
This naive look made Cao Shujie unable to help but laugh.
Mengmeng did this again and again, and found that her father never left, so she stopped making trouble, covered her head with a blanket, and fell asleep soundly.
Cao Shujie saw that his daughter had her head covered and was motionless. After a while, she slowly removed the blanket for him. Seeing that the little one was already asleep, he helped her take the blanket away and covered her belly with a corner.
After finishing these things, Cao Shujie sat by the bed and watched quietly for a while, then left the bedroom and walked outside.
When I came downstairs, grandpa was sitting there drinking tea.
Cao Shujie came over and filled his grandfather's tea cup first, then poured himself a cup.
"Grandpa, why don't you sleep for a while?" Cao Shujie asked him.
Cao Zhenghu shook his head: "How can I sleep so much? I will have plenty of time to sleep in the future."
Cao Shujie didn't like hearing this: "Grandpa, I'm going to talk to you about business, why are you talking about useless things?"
The old man revealed the truth in one sentence: "Shujie, what grandpa told is the truth, you just don't like to hear it."
"What can't you see?" Cao Zhenghu asked him.
Cao Shujie had to admit that his grandfather was right.
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A few days passed unknowingly. During this period, Cao Shujie took the time to go to the orchard on the mountain to see the apples, and he could already smell the fragrance.
Less than a week before the end of September, Li Jiagan and a few people drove three high-rail cars to Caojiazhuang.
He came here to collect cattle and took the cattle to the town to have them weighed.
When they came over, ordinary people from the three villages of Caojiazhuang, Zhujiazhuang and Taodong who had nothing to do at home came to watch the fun.
I watched the cows being herded into the car one by one and then taken to the town to be weighed.
Gao Changyin, the accountant of Caojia Village, and the accountants of two other villages, along with three other people, followed the car to the town to keep accounts.
In the end, 291 of the 300 cattle were sold to Li Jiagan. Gao Changyin came back after accounting and said the total was 409,512.66 kilograms.
According to the high price of 13 yuan and 6 cents per catty that they had negotiated before, these cattle totaled 5,569,372.18 yuan. Cao Shujie made the decision and generously waived the fraction of 18 cents.
According to their original agreement, Li Jiagan had to pay half of the money this time, a total of 2,784,686 yuan.
When this sum of nearly 3 million yuan was handed over to Gao Changyin, the accountant of Caojiazhuang, Gao Changyin and the accountants of the other two villages distributed it to the farmers in the three villages in proportion based on their accounting records at the time of the transfer.
, this matter aroused heated discussion.
No matter how beautiful I said before, no matter how beautiful the future I described, nothing is as good as this moment, with real money in my hands, and I feel particularly confident.
