The school bell rang at noon, and everyone ran out of the classroom and headed home as if they were out of a prison.
As soon as Ling Xiaowei returned home, the people who built the hut at home were very busy. Zhang Cuifen was cooking lunch. A small table was set up at the door with prepared dishes. At a glance, it was full of vegetables.
Stewed vermicelli with cabbage, fried potatoes, green vegetable and tofu soup, and a plate of spicy dried radish.
"Xiaowei is back, it's time for dinner!" Zhang Cuifen said with a smile.
Didn't I ask her to buy chicks in the morning? Why didn't she see it?
Ling Xiaowei was a little puzzled, "The chicken is over there!" Zhang Cuifen pointed to the west corner of the door and said. She saw a small nest circled with bamboo strips and mats, and she was obviously lying there watching it, laughing and laughing.
Ling Xiaowei hurriedly ran over to take a look, and saw a nest of custard-yellow chicks, which were shining golden under the sunlight. They were really cute and adorable.
She roughly counted them, no more, no less, twenty!
"Obviously, these are chickens. When they grow up, they will give you eggs to eat." Ling Xiaowei drooled as she imagined the smell of eggs.
"Ouch, so the meat dishes are here!" A teasing voice sounded from behind.
Mingming immediately opened his arms to protect the chickens and shouted: "I won't show them!"
"You brat, you've been watching for a long time!" The person who spoke was my father's friend and the one who came to build a house for her family. At this moment, he was holding a rice bowl in his hand, which was covered with vegetables.
"I said, Lao Ling, when we come to your house to work, you don't even give us any meat! You bought this chicken, how long will it take for you to eat it?" Zhang Hu said and looked at the chicken again.
The lust in the eyes of the chicks in the circle is really undisguised.
"That's right! I'm eating cabbage every day and I don't have the energy to work!" Another worker said dissatisfied.
In rural areas, when a family builds a house, it is necessary to prepare meals for the workers. A house with good conditions will naturally have good food and meat. However, her family... Ling Xiaowei glanced at Ming Ming, and wanted to spare some money for such a cute Ming Ming.
It doesn't matter anymore.
She has to think of some way to make money! She still has sixty-eight yuan on hand. She will buy some fabrics on the weekend and continue to make clothes. Last time, all the clothes were sold out, thanks to the proprietress of the cloth shop.
, I wonder if selling clothes will go smoothly this time.
Ling Xiaowei carried the rice bowl into the house. In the east room, Zhang Cuifang sighed: "I only have twenty-three yuan left in my hand. The rice and oil in this house are almost gone. This house will be renovated in two days."
Liang Li, tell me, what should we do?"
"This isn't the main house, so we won't do anything about the beams. I'll get some meat for everyone that day!" Ling Guoqiang said.
"How can you not do it? This is a serious house building. You still have to buy firecrackers and red cloth. If you don't hold a banquet, you should also give out some candies to the neighbors!" Zhang Cuifen is very traditional. She thinks it is too much not to do anything.
It's unlucky.
Ling Guoqiang's face looked a little ugly. He had no money left. All these things cost money.
Zhang Cuifen also knew Ling Guoqiang's difficulties. She would have ridiculed him before, but now, she sincerely wanted to live a good life, so she said, "How about we go ahead and borrow some from Big Brother."
How can I put it, my eldest brother and the others were cultivating the land before. After so many years, I have made a lot of money just by selling grain. During the Chinese New Year, I only gave a bag of rice and a barrel of oil. Isn’t this too bullying?
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Zhang Cuifen became angry just thinking about it, "I'm going to find mom, we can't suffer this loss!"
"Cuifen, brother is not allowed to go there. During the Chinese New Year, everyone agreed that from now on the two families will not owe each other. I will find a way to deal with the money." Ling Guoqiang said bravely.
"What can you do!" Zhang Cuifen muttered softly.
Ling Xiaowei finished a bowl of rice, then went into the house and took out fifty yuan from the hidden money.
If you save fifty yuan, you can live for a month or two.
She took the money and knocked on the door of the east room. Zhang Cuifen opened the door. Ling Xiaowei came in and put the money on the bedside cabinet and said: "Here, here is fifty yuan. You can take it and use it."
I have eighteen yuan left in my hand, and I want to buy some more fabric and let my father make clothes. Last time, all the clothes my father made were sold, so I should be able to sell them all this time."
As soon as Zhang Cuifen saw the money on the table, she immediately smiled. She remembered selling clothes, and immediately said happily: "Yes, we can still sell clothes, Xiaowei is really very capable!"
Her compliment was very sincere.
Ling Xiaowei ignored her, Qian put down what she needed to say and said what she needed to say. She was full and it was time to go to school.
She came very early at noon today. When she came, there was no one in the classroom. She looked at the clock hanging on the wall and it said it was only half past twelve.
The afternoon class doesn't start until two o'clock, and she still has an hour and a half.
She left a note for Qi Lei in the morning, asking him to come over early at noon to tutor her, but she didn't know if he should make the appointment.
Time passed minute by minute, and there was no movement outside the classroom. Ling Xiaowei took out her notebook and pen and began to draw design drawings. These were very childish graffiti, but this time the size of each line she drew was
The standard is unexpected. The shoulder width and clothing length are not one long and one short like before.
The picture I drew this time looks much better.
Just as I was getting into painting, there was a squeaking sound on the classroom door.
"Ahem..." A cough broke the silence of the classroom.
Ling Xiaowei looked up and saw Qi Lei standing at the door. He had a thin figure and was wearing a military green patched gown and trousers. He stood at the door, looking a little aloof and indifferent. "You asked me to come early at noon. Why?" he asked in his voice.
Indifference has no emotion.
"You said you wanted to help me, right now I have a favor that I need your help with," Ling Xiaowei said bluntly while sitting in her seat.
"Well, what's the deal!"
"Help me with math tutoring."
Ling Xiaowei looked at Qi Lei with a smile.
Qi Lei hesitated briefly, but finally nodded, then walked to Ling Xiaowei's seat, hesitated for a moment, sat down in Li Juan's seat, and said, "What can't you do?"
Ling Xiaowei took out the math exercise book, pointed to the questions she had marked before and said, "I don't know any of these."
"Oh!" Qi Lei said indifferently, glanced at the title, and ticked the pen in Ling Xiaowei's hand with his long and thin fingers. Ling Xiaowei handed the pen in his hand to her in seconds. He took the pen and found that there was no
Paper, his eyes glanced at the notebook in front of Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei immediately pushed the notebook to him. When it was pushed in front of him, Ling Xiaowei realized that there was her design draft on it. Qi Lei just glanced at it, turned the page of the notebook, and then began to write in the notebook:
"For this question, you must first set an x..."
Time passed by minute by second... Ling Xiaowei listened to Qi Lei's explanation attentively, and had to praise Qi Lei's explanation, which was very easy to understand. Those questions that he didn't know became very easy once he explained them.
