Lin Lan returned to the room, so she thought, "The old lady is really angry now. I told you to go out just now, so you should leave quickly. What quilts are you sewing? Leave me alone."
Han Qingsong looked up at her, "It's almost healed."
Lin Lan smiled, "Oh, I can't tell, Director Han!
Han Qingsong looked a little hairy by her, "Huh?"
Lin Lan: "Sew a schoolbag." She brought over the cloth heads given by Sister Liu.
Han Qingsong glanced at it and said, "Don't fight." Without a sewing machine, it's not worth it.
There is a relatively new military satchel at home, which Han Qingsong has to carry to work, and another half-new, which Han Qingsong just brought back.
However, Lin Lan felt that with just one schoolbag, the four students could not be divided, and it would not be given to anyone. It would be better to keep it as a prize, and to see whoever studied seriously at that time would be rewarded to whomever.
Not to mention elementary school students, even college students are proud of carrying a military schoolbag.
At the beginning, Han Jinbao took the military uniform and schoolbag brought back by the third brother and made a splash in the school.
Lin Lan felt that this could be used as a means of motivation. After all, she was only carrying a patch-on-patch cloth bag when she went to work and went to the market.
Han Qingsong pointed to the home made cloth that Lin Lan bought, "This cloth is used for schoolbags. It is thick and wear-resistant."
Lin Lan didn't want to give up working cloth to make clothes.
Ready-made cloth, it takes a large piece of cloth to make a schoolbag, and Lin Lan is a little reluctant.
Seeing her hesitation, Han Qingsong said, "Just sew one, not many things, let Dawang carry it on his back."
Lin Lan felt that one schoolbag for four children was not enough, at least two, so they still had to sew two, but the cloth on hand was used to make quilts, cotton coats, and shoes, so the schoolbag could only be slowed down first.
She fiddled with the cloth, making the schoolbag a layer of cloth that is too soft, it is best to use a sock pad to lining it, so that the schoolbag will be more rigid. However, the soles of the jackets must be kept, and the family also has a small share. It is not enough to make two pairs of shoes. There are so many children in the family who have to make shoes.
After thinking about it, Lin Lan felt that everything was missing, and she still had to find a way to get it.
Han Qingsong saw how hard she was fiddling, and said, "Why don't you take a two-foot cloth ticket and go to the supply and marketing agency to buy a schoolbag."
Lin Lan sighed. Once upon a time, how many clothes, bags, and shoes he threw away, now it's better, and he doesn't give up at all.
"When you go to work in the commune, do you have more cloth tickets and cotton tickets than ordinary commune members?"
Lin Lan is not short of money now, and most short of votes.
Han Qingsong thought for a while, "There must be more members than ordinary members, go back and ask when it will be posted."
He wanted to get more cloth tickets back, so that Lin Lan could buy shoes, so that she would not have to pay for the soles like other women.
For some reason, he couldn't imagine Lin Lan carrying the soles of her shoes like other women, taking them wherever they went.
One of them sewed a quilt and the other sewed a schoolbag. At this time, Han Qingyun came to him, shouted outside and entered the yard.
Lin Lan hurriedly greeted them and said with a smile, "Qingyun is here."
Han Qingyun smiled brightly, "Sister-in-law, where is my third brother?"
"Here I am."
Han Qingyun entered the house and was stunned when he saw Han Qingsong sewing the quilt. No matter how lazy or incompetent the men in the village were, they didn't do the wife's work. At home, cooking, laundry, sewing and mending were all women's work. , where is the man doing this
He looked at Lin Lan in surprise.
In order to hide her embarrassment, Lin Lan smiled, "I, I got a hand, your third brother said to help me sew."
Han Qingsong glanced at Han Qingyun, "Is something wrong?"
Han Qingyun smiled and said, "Third brother, I'll learn to sew a quilt with you."
Knowing that he was joking, Han Qingsong did not smile, and lowered his head to sew the quilt himself.
Lin Lan said: "If you have something to do, just say it."
Han Qingyun leaned over and looked at the quilt that Han Qingsong sewed, "It's not that Yu rascal, it's annoying me. They ran to my house and cried like this. They know that the third brother is the newly appointed director of the Public Security Bureau. Brother deliberately refused to let my father plead for mercy. My father was too lazy to pay attention to them. He scolded them and told them to stop. Why work, don't worry about those messy things, if anyone bothers you, you can let them come to my father, he has a way to treat them... Oh, third brother, your sewing is really good, not worse than my mother's sewing. "
Lin Lan was instantly healed. Look, it wasn't because she didn't sew well, it was because Han Qingsong's level was too high.
Ha ha.
Han Qingsong nodded: "With the uncle watching, I can save my mind. Go back to the uncle to have a drink."
Han Qingyun smiled and continued to watch him sew the quilt.
Han Qingsong glanced at him, "You really want to help me sew?"
Han Qingyun quickly shook his head.
Han Qingsong said: "If you have nothing to do, just go, I know."
Han Qingyun smiled at Lin Lan, then said goodbye, walked over to the yard and whispered to Lin Lan, "Sister-in-law, if you don't know how to sew, ask my mother and sister-in-law to help you, my third brother, the dignified director. How unpleasant it is to sew a quilt and spread the word."
The men in the village basically do nothing when they go home. They can't help the oil bottle, let alone housework.
He raised his head to meet Han Qingsong's gaze in the window and waved his hand, "Third brother, I'm leaving, I'll find you a drink when I have time."
Lin Lan returned to the room and said with a smile, "Young Qingyun is a nice guy, warm and righteous."
At that time, Han Jinbao was playing tricks, and Han Qingyun helped.
Han Qingsong continued to sew the quilt.
Although it was still lit outside, the room got dark early, so Lin Lan lit the oil lamp.
Over there, Han Qingsong has finished sewing a quilt.
Lin Lan: ! Director Han did it!
Han Qingsong checked that there was still time, and motioned to Lin Lan to bring the other bed and sew it together.
Although there are two military quilts at home, they are single quilts. Although they are thick enough and not wide enough, they can only be covered by one person, and there is no matching mattress.
Han Qingsong and Mai Sui can each have one, she and Xiaowang have one big, and the other three brothers have to have a big quilt.
So she prepared two pieces of cotton and fabric to sew. The previous bed was a self-dyed blue cloth made of other quilts, the most rustic kind. This bed was a yarn-dyed cloth that Lin Lan bought. It was much better looking than the indigo dyed indigo cloth. The three colors of red, blue and green looked particularly bright in the dimly lit room.
Lin Lan only made one quilt, and the rest planned to sew jackets for wheat ears.
The two of them laid out the natural lining, cotton wool, and three-color plaid sheets together. The speed was much faster, and Lin Lan's movements were light and fast.
After laying it down, Han Qingsong first sewed the four sides of the quilt.
"Mother, my eldest brother is going to fight with others again!" Erwang ran home and shouted.
He put the basket against the wall and hung the sickle on the wall of the main room. He turned around and picked up the bowl to drink water. When he looked up, he saw his father sewing a quilt on the kang, "Pfft...cough...cough..."
Lin Lan hurriedly thumped him, "What are you robbing?"
Erwang was like seeing a ghost, "Mother, mother... he, my father, he..."
"Why are you making such a fuss, your father is called versatile, you should learn a little bit, and you will have an advantage in finding a daughter-in-law in the future."
Erwang drank water silently.
Lin Lan remembered Dawang's fight again, and said to Han Qingsong, "I have to go to the uncle of the party secretary and the principal to tell Dawang to go to school with them, if he is only two years older, we can still pay the money. superior?"
In the past, it was the original owner who delayed Dawang, but now every time she asks Dawang to go to school, Dawang refuses because of his age.
Han Qingsong looked up at her.
Lin Lan: "You said he couldn't go to school when he was too old?"
Han Qingsong: "...I didn't speak."
Lin Lan said: "I'm going to talk to the teacher now. You talk to Dawang, anyway, you have to let him go to school. It doesn't make sense if he doesn't go to school. If you're confused, you know that you're going to fight."
Erwang smiled and said, "It doesn't necessarily make sense to go to school."
As soon as his eyes rolled, Lin Lan would realize that his aunt and uncle also went to school, but it wasn't like that.
However, you still have to go to school.
Lin Lan told Erwang to cook, and at this time Mai Sui led Xiaowang back.
Xiaowang played with the flute, although there was no tune, at least every note could be played.
Lin Lan did not hesitate to praise her son, "My child is awesome! I will try to blow all these holes." The child's hands are small and can't be blocked. It is good to be able to blow.
Xiaowang immediately guarded his three loyal listeners and went to grope.
Lin Lan left the house to find Han Yongfang first.
It has been raining for the past two days, and the members do not have to go to work, but some work is still to be done.
The directors of the Revolutionary Committees of Bee Village are all part-time workers, and they either hold meetings or treat guests all day, or make gestures. However, Han Yongfang has been going to the ground with the members, so the old members like him. Han Yongfang is a restless person. He leads people to see the rivers and canals all day long when he doesn't go to the ground. He also has to look at corn and peanuts.
Now is the critical period of maturity, and it cannot be delayed.
Lin Lan found Han Yongfang in the courtyard of the brigade. He was resting with some old men to smoke and play.
Lin Lan explained what she meant, and wanted Dawang and Sanwang to go to school with Erwang and Maisui.
Han Yongfang looked at her in surprise, "All four?"
The other old men are also very surprised, is this talking in a dream? Where is it so easy to supply students. It's not easy for a child in a family to go to school full-time. Look at those who have students in the family, they are basically the hardest and poorest, unless a man is a cadre.
If a person does not work and does not earn work points, he has to take care of his food, drink and clothing, pay tuition fees, buy books, etc. It is difficult for three or four laborers to support a student.
She actually let all four of her children go to school, even if Han Qingsong changed jobs with a little salary, that would be nonsense.
Everyone thought she was joking and unrealistic.
Han Yongfang didn't question her, but said, "Go if you want. Soldiers' families go to school. Our village doesn't charge tuition fees. Just buy books by yourself."
Their village has its own primary school, and at first it didn't charge tuition fees. As a result, some people let the teachers look after the children, and when they were older, they called them home to work.
The teacher complained directly.
Later, Han Yongfang decided to pay the tuition fee, 1.5 yuan for the first and second grades, and 2.5 yuan for the third grade...
For three dollars a year, 90% of parents who do not want their children to go to school are blocked, and those students who really want to study are kept.
However, Han Yongfang did not deliberately make things difficult for others. Any child who can study will send stationery every three to five, and there are also rewards for Chinese New Year and festivals. After such a year, almost all the few dollars in tuition have been earned back.
In addition, the teacher led the children to mow the grass. One basket in the morning and one basket in the afternoon could earn three or four work points.
Ordinary members do not understand this account, only that the old party secretary made things difficult for people and was domineering.
Lin Lan understood it clearly.
After telling the party secretary, Lin Lan went to the principal Han Qingping.
She also wanted to test whether she could take the time to go to school to listen to lectures and learn some cultural knowledge.
She really didn't want to do physical work, even if she was a scorekeeper, accountant, etc., but she just didn't know how to be successful. Not just anyone can be a scorekeeper or an accountant. It depends on seniority, level, and prestige, as well as the intention of the Revolutionary Committee. It is recommended by the masses and approved by the Revolutionary Committee.
After all, the educated youth who went to the countryside were considered literati, but they still followed the commune members to work in the fields. There are a lot of elementary school or even high school students, and most of them still work in the fields after returning home.
The prestige of the masses, she can't pass the test at present, the original owner's reputation is too bad.
Lin Lan is not discouraged, just prepare first. If you know a few words, you can pretend to be motivated and make progress. Gradually, you can read, read, and record books. Chances are always favoring those who are prepared. If you're not ready, you won't be able to hold back if you get the chance, right
She didn't want to work in the summer and be roasted into jerky.
Lin Lan went to the elementary school in the east of the village. On the way, she happened to meet two teachers, a boy and a girl. The boy was the principal, 37 or 18 years old. His name was Han Qingping, and the girl Huo Yuan was an educated youth from the district.
She called out happily, "Principal Han!"
As soon as the other party saw her, he would run away.
Lin Lan hurriedly shouted, "Don't be afraid, Principal Han, I don't hit anyone—"
When she shouted, Principal Han ran faster.
Lin Lan quickly blocked Han Qingping's way and smiled, "Don't be afraid, Principal, I don't beat anyone, really, I'm going to tell you about going to school."
Han Qingping looked in disbelief. With Huo Yuan by his side, Lin Lan couldn't beat him, so he listened to it.
The shrew wants his child to go to school, and he won't believe it unless he sees a ghost.
Lin Lan said: "Principal, my family, Dawang Erwang Sanwang and Mai Sui should be in the first grade. They will be delivered tomorrow. Please pay more attention."
She saw that Han Qingping was struck by lightning, and she didn't want to continue to scare him, she smiled and left.
Han Qingping took a deep breath, "Ouch, hey, it's really amazing to die.
Huo Yuan was also very curious. The three daughters-in-law of the Han family are really interesting. For a while, they are like crazy old women. If they can have a theory with God, for a while, they are just like the educated youth from the big city.
Listen, "you have to worry a lot", this is something that most people really can't say.
Han Qingping was more surprised than her, because he had scolded Lin Lan before.
At that time, he wanted Dawang to go to school, and he went to Lin Lan, but Lin Lan said that all those who went to school were insane, and his own children didn't go to school, and they learned all kinds of things.
"Going to school is useless? Don't you have to come back to farm? If it is useful to go to school, why do the educated youth still go to the countryside? Why does Chairman Mao let them go to the vast world in the countryside to make great achievements? Why not let the peasants go to the cities to make great achievements? "
If he persuaded him again, he would scolded directly: "Are you not good at us? Look at you, you say you are a scholar, what's the use of you? You can't pick it up with your shoulders, you can't lift it with your hands, if it wasn't for our old party secretary to take care of you, you You were locked up in the cowshed a long time ago. Right, you are the scholars who are locked in the cowshed and the cellar, right? Who knows what bullshit you have read in your studies? You fool us to study, save yourself. You are a fool and want our children to follow you."
Han Qingping was so angry that she pointed at her and kept shivering, "You said you, you, you have a good appearance, how could you be willing to degenerate yourself and be a shrew? ?"
Because of this sentence, the original owner chased and fought Han Qingping for several streets, and scolded her when she met her, and scolded her when she remembered it.
At this moment, Lin Lan spoke in a good voice, but Han Qingping was really uncomfortable.
Huo Yuan smiled and said, "Principal, it's not a dead fish eyeball now."
Han Qingping wiped the sweat from his forehead, "No, I feel alive." I don't know if what she said is true or not, will she really send the child over tomorrow
After dealing with a major event, Lin Lan went home happily. On the way, she met Liu Chunfang who was lingering behind her house.
Lin Lan glanced at him and left without saying hello.
Liu Chunfang:…
When they got home, Erwang and Maisui had already prepared their meals, while Dawang and Sanwang were standing under the eaves.
Lin Lan said casually, "Yo, what are you doing so well?"
Dawang stalked his neck and did not speak, and his handsome face was full of rebelliousness.
Sanwang pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, showing a coquettish expression towards Lin Lan.
Lin Lan understood in a second: I am punished for standing.
Hahaha, you have today too!
The old mother can't cure you, so naturally there are Tathagata Buddhas who subdue you.
Haha, let me laugh for a while.
Lin Lan's undisguised laugh annoyed Dawang and Sanwang, and both of them looked at her.
At this time, there was a cold hum from the room, and the two children were so frightened that their faces froze, their backs straightened immediately, and they looked straight ahead with serious expressions.
Lin Lan pursed her lips and entered the room, "Erwang Maisui, it's delicious."
Xiao Wang ran over, "Mother, I'll play another one." He immediately nodded with his little hand and started to play the flute.
Lin Lan said in surprise, "You're awesome kid! Mother really admires you!"
Xiaowang is even more beautiful.
Lin Lan went over to see that Han Qingsong had almost finished sewing the flower quilt.
"Oh, as expected of Director Han, that's amazing!" She gave a thumbs up.
Xiaowang: "Mother, who is better between me and my father?"
Lin Lan smiled and scratched his little nose, "Of course, a child is very powerful. Dad probably won't be able to blow a hole."
The child was happy and led Wangwang to see Brother Duck—actually Sister Duck.
During dinner, Lin Lan asked the two children to come over for dinner, and Han Qingsong said, "Let them be hungry."
Lin Lan whispered: "Education belongs to education, you don't need to be hungry, don't starve."
Han Qingsong: "Whoever eats, listens to whoever says. If you don't obey, you won't eat."
Lin Lan nodded, there was nothing wrong.
If you pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to curse mother, it's not right.
It's just that the child doesn't seem to be that jerk, it's just that there are some problems that children have.
But seeing Han Qingsong's grim expression, she really didn't dare to stroke the tiger's whiskers.
So, second brother, I'm sorry, mother eats first.
In addition to the regular meals, Erwang also stewed an egg pickle, which was filled with eggs, shrimp skins, and chopped green onions, which was delicious.
Lin Lan's eyes lit up after eating, "Well, it's delicious, Erwang's cooking skills are getting better and better."
This is better than the old mother, which is gratifying. In the future, the kitchen can be handed over to you, and the old mother can sit back and enjoy the success. Hahaha.
Erwang looked at Lin Lan with a proud and proud expression, and was very happy in his heart, but he always felt that his mother's eyes were a little calculated.
Lin Lan coughed and said solemnly, "I'm announcing a big event."
Han Qingsong put down the chopsticks in his hand, and the other children immediately put them down when they saw this, all looking at her.
Lin Lan was a little embarrassed, "Don't be so serious, you all have to go to school starting tomorrow."
Erwang and Maisui were already prepared, but Dawang and Sanwang outside were wilted.
Dawang was silent.
Sanwang objected at the time: "Mother, I'm not old enough, I'm only seven years old."
Lin Lan: "How is 7 years old? Liu Hulan died for the country at the age of fifteen."
Sanwang: "Now that there are devils, I'm not afraid of sacrifice!"
Lin Lan slapped the table: "Why are you talking so much." Come on, think old mother can't tell you what's wrong with you
Han Qingsong snorted lightly, but Sanwang didn't dare to make a sound.
Although his mother can scream, but she doesn't hit people, hitting people is also tickling.
His father is black and his hands are black!
That slap on the ass, my mother, the ass is still numb.
The elder brother was even worse. He hit the black foot of the black father, kicked his butt, and fell to the ground at that time.
Hei Daddy also said that starting from tomorrow, if you get up early for morning exercises, you will be punished for being late or failing to keep up. He decides the way of punishment.
But most of them will be whipped!
Sanwang couldn't help but lowered his head and glanced at the cane at the base of the wall, not to mention that the cane was only as thick as the little finger, and it only hurt when pulled.
Sanwang subconsciously squeezed on the eldest brother, and shook Dawang so much that Dawang threatened him with his eyes, and he was not afraid.
After eating, Han Qingsong continued to sew the second quilt.
Lin Lan whispered, "Are you two having dinner?"
Han Qingsong: "You have the final say."
Lin Lan went out and said, "Let's eat."
Dawang snorted, a little unconvinced, but Sanwang rushed into the room holding the bowl and snorted and drank the porridge, "Delicious, delicious!"
starving.
Lin Lan doesn't care about Dawang, anyway, Han Qingsong is at home, not afraid of how skinny he is.
Lin Lan took out the military satchel, "The schoolbag your father brought back, I will reward whoever has the best exam in the new year!"
She hangs that army green school bag on the wooden wedges on the wall, making the children drool every day and motivating them.
Erwang and Mai Sui both want it.
Sanwang also swallowed.
Dawang didn't even look at it, and seemed unmoved.
Lin Lan took out the pencils and notebooks she had bought, one for each person, one for each pencil, and one for each of them with an eraser. When I go to school tomorrow, I will ask the teacher to find a way. One copy will be enough for two children.
Four children, two tables, one book for two, enough.
She put the schoolbag she sewed on the table, and made a pen curtain with a piece of shell, and rolled four pencils inside to protect the nibs.
There is a chance to buy another pencil case back.
Erwang and Mai Sui are very interested in pen curtains, they have not seen such a thing before.
Erwang: It's easy to use, but it's too ugly, so I don't embroider a flower or anything.
He glanced at Han Qingsong who was still sewing the quilt, wondering if Director Han would embroider.
When they went to bed at night, Lin Lan and Mai Sui hugged Xiao Wang, and the three of them put on a new quilt, and it was warm and warm. It was so nice.
The men were covered with the army quilt brought back by Han Qingsong. Han Qingsong led Erwang, Dawang and Sanwang, and the quilt was a little small.
The child Sanwang punched in bed and grabbed the quilt, but Dawang couldn't cover it at first. Later, Dawang was covered tightly, and Sanwang's head was arched into his elder brother's arms, and his lower body was on the wall, and he even scratched twice from time to time, as if he was swimming.
The next day, before dawn, Han Qingsong got up, pinched the small rattan, and swiped the edge of the kang lightly, so he sat up.
Erwang also got up quickly.
As soon as the eldest brother left, Sanwang fell off the wall, fell asleep, and was dreaming that he didn't know what to eat.
Han Qingsong hesitated for a moment, and was about to call him up.
Lin Lan woke up, and quickly made a gesture, "Children, let's sleep more."
According to her idea, Erwang also sleeps more, and he is still a child at the age of 9.
Dawang should be educated, after all, she can't control it.
She wanted to ask Erwang a favor, but she was afraid that Dawang would be unbalanced, so she held back and gave Erwang an encouraging look.
Erwang was still a little embarrassed. Thinking of how cold it was in winter and how hot the bed was, he didn't even want to wake up.
Now, feeling his father's majesty and his mother's encouragement, he had to get up with reluctance.
So Mai Sui, Sanwang, Xiaowang and Wangwang were sleeping soundly.
The brothers were trained by their father in the morning. They first learned stretching from him, then ran to warm up, and then came back to do push-ups.
Erwang: "Father, it's hard to walk when it's raining, so I can't run."
"You can run if you step on the road." Han Qingsong didn't give face at all.
Two brothers: …
Erwang: "Father, my mother is angry because the shoes are broken by the mud."
Han Qingsong thought about it, "Find your own position for push-ups. The boss is forty, the boss is twenty or thirty."
Dawang is hard to beat, but Erwang is a little hard.
It's just that if the movement is not in place, Han Qingsong's rattan will be drawn on his legs in a light or heavy way, requiring him to tuck his abdomen, head, back, buttocks, and legs in a straight line.
If I didn't run, I would do push-ups and then deepen squat jumps. The two boys were sweating profusely and numb all over in half an hour.
When they finished their training, Mai Sui and Sanwang came out yawning and said in surprise, "What are you doing here?"
Dawang snorted and entered the room angrily, Erwang looked like he was helpless, "Sister, why are you a woman?"
Mai Sui: "Could it be that you want to be a woman?"
Erwang is happy, at least he doesn't have to be ruthlessly practiced by his father.
It is said that there is a real father who is a soldier and has a head!
Some are blood and tears.
The children have been trained, and their appetite has grown. Lin Lan has to spend some time on breakfast.
Han Qingsong: "You two step on each other's legs to relax your muscles."
He didn't take the cane when he said this, and Dawang didn't take it seriously.
Han Qingsong didn't care about him either.
Lin Lan advised Erwang, "There's no harm in listening to your father."
Erwang listened to Lin Lan, and let Sanwang and Mai Sui step on them.
Lin Lan's old mother looked at him kindly, "Erwang, you will know the benefits tomorrow."
Tomorrow, when Dawang's legs are so sore that his teeth hurt, and you are as light as a swallow, you will know that your father didn't lie to you.
Don't think you'll be fine if you're not idle when you're doing farm work. Squat jumps and push-ups exercise different muscle groups.
This is the talk of experience!
The two children were really good at eating for breakfast, and Lin Lan thought that she still had to find a way to get food instead of sitting on the mountain.
Half the size eats the poor old man.
Lin Lan took out the schoolbag that she had worked so hard to sew, put the book and pen curtains in it, and handed it to Dawang, "Dawang, carry it on your back, send it to your younger brothers and sisters when you arrive in the classroom, and put it in together after school. No scourge, no mess. Lost, a pencil for three cents."
She said to Han Qingsong again: "You can send the children there. The parents will send them on the first day of school."
It is also a sense of ceremony.
Han Qingsong glanced at her and nodded.
Lin Lan gave him the money again, "This is the tuition fee. In addition, ask the teacher to buy books for the children. It's enough for the two children."
After she thought about it, she had to bring pocket money to Han Qingsong, even if a man went out without money.
Han Qingsong didn't have a penny on him, so his daughter-in-law took it for him and glanced at the children. Happy or not, he had to hold back and follow him to school.
When we arrived at the school, Han Qingping was already there, and there were still thirty or forty students in the classroom.
The school consists of one large classroom, three rooms together, with blackboards on the front and back, and three teachers in total.
Han Qingping is the principal, teaching Chinese from grades 1 to 5, another teacher teaches mathematics from grades 1 to 5, and Huo Yuan teaches art, music and nature.
It is said to be five grades, but in fact there are not many children, there are more than one or two grades, there are less than twenty in total, and the surrounding villages have to be added. There are ten in the third grade, and ten in the fourth and fifth grades combined.
At this time, I didn't study seriously everywhere, especially in the countryside, and I only learned a few words.
In many local language classes, poor peasants are asked to talk about family history, remembering bitterness and sweetness, math class counts work points along with the production team, nature class studies how to cultivate land and compost, and music and art is to recite quotations and sing patriotic songs.
After all, at this time, I felt that studying was useless. Even if I was in high school, I had to go home to farm the land. The factories didn’t recruit workers, and the universities didn’t recruit students. It was really useless.
Therefore, the school still has tasks. The teacher will lead the children to mow the grass, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, and also go to the ground to help harvest crops when the farming is busy.
In this way, children can learn to read and settle accounts and earn work points, and parents are willing to let them continue to school.
Han Qingsong sent the child over, Han Qingping was very happy, and talked to Han Qingsong a lot, most of which was "Qingsong, Lin Lan has made great progress now, very good, very good! Don't be afraid of being stupid, just be afraid of not changing, she Now that I know progress, she is a rare good woman."
The more he boasted, the more energetic he was, and he always had a kind of self-education, which was very happy.
Han Qingsong: "The children don't have textbooks, you can buy two books, just one for both children."
Dawang and Sanwang have one table, and Mai Sui and Erwang.
Han Qingping was a little embarrassed, "The book was published before, I'm afraid it's not easy to buy it now."
Dawang over there immediately raised his eyebrows and became complacent, and shoved his schoolbag into Mai Sui's arms at the front table, "I don't have any classes, so I'll go first."
He stood up, and Sanwang immediately followed, very proud.
Han Qingsong said coldly: "If you don't have a textbook, copy it and memorize it!"
Dawang: "…"
Sanwang: Oh!
After Han Qingsong finished speaking, he said to Han Qingping: "The child is handed over to the teacher. If you don't follow the rules, just beat him."
Han Qingsong left after speaking.
The four children of the Han family: …
Dawang is holding a pen like a sickle, his eyes are full of murderous intent, and he wastes time in school. Sitting here like a fool, he might as well mow the grass to earn work points.
Han Qingping first introduced the discipline of the classroom, and then talked about the daily schedule, "Don't worry, students, we have labor courses, so we won't delay mowing the lawn, we can still mow the lawn and lecture at the same time."
He talked about the content of the first class of Chinese, and the practice of the first sentence must be learned first: "I wish the great leader Chairman Mao a long life!"
After you can read, you have to learn to write, and writing starts from the simplest.
Han Qingping saw that Dawang was holding a pen in a posture of holding a sickle and a hoe, and quickly demonstrated how to hold a pen, so that the students could follow along.
Dawang couldn't learn, was so upset that he almost broke his pencil.
Sanwang quickly reminded him: "Brother, three cents!"
If you break up and go home, your mother will definitely have to talk, and if she talks, she will be beaten.
He understood, father listens to mother, as long as mother is not happy, no one will have good fruit to eat.
The couple who were labelled as wife and husband were still sewing quilts. Han Qingsong finished the second bed that was not finished last night, and Lin Lan planned to sew a mattress.
The kang was so hard that she could not sleep well.
At this time, many people's whole family builds such a quilt, and there is no need to expect what the quilt is.
The original owner used to have only two quilts, one big and one small, and never laid a quilt.
A small family like Lin Lan owns four quilts, which is definitely one of the first in the village.
She looked at it, put together the rest of the rags, and a little old cotton that was eliminated, so that it could make a thin mattress.
It's definitely not warm, but fortunately, you don't need to keep warm. It's softer than a light kang.
At this time, Xiaowang led Wangwang back from the outside, and the flute was tied to his back with hemp rope. When he saw the adults sewing the quilt, the children couldn't help but go up and roll.
Lin Lan was more tolerant to Xiao Wang than other children, but didn't want him to roll on the new quilt with the dust outside, so he coaxed him not to go up.
Xiao Wang is rarely coquettish and mischievous. The temptation of the quilt is too great, and he wants to get out.
Just as Han Qingsong was about to stern his face, Lin Lan gave him a wink, indicating that he should not be so cruel to children.
Han Qingsong's expression softened, "Come here and tell you a story."
Lin Lan pricked up his ears, he still told stories? Lie to children.
Xiaowang has always been not close to Han Qingsong, and was even a little scared. As soon as he heard about the storytelling, he leaned over, "Wangwang likes listening to stories the most."
Han Qingsong told him a story about a stupid woman and a greedy man. The stupid woman sewed a quilt and sewed herself into the quilt. The greedy man always wanted to eat. When it snows, it's like fluttering like a piece of dough...
In Lin Lan's ears, it's dry and dry, and it's really not emotional at all.
Xiaowang listened with relish, and kept asking, "Has the stupid woman come out? Did the greedy man eat?" No matter what stories children listen to, they like happy endings.
Han Qingsong glanced at Lin Lan, "The stupid woman has a diligent man, and the greedy man has a clever daughter-in-law, all satisfied."
Xiao Wang is also satisfied.
Lin Lan felt guilty and almost put herself in the seat. Was he trying to make fun of her stupid
Han Qingsong became more and more proficient at sewing. After a while, he sewed the quilt, and even helped Lin Lan sew the quilt.
Lin Lan quickly refused, "No, no, the mattress is very thin, I can do it myself."
Han Qingsong didn't insist, "I'll go to the brigade to see and buy some wood."
Lin Lan had said before that he would pack two boxes to put his clothes on. The place where valuables are not locked at home is really unsafe.
At this time, the furniture for young people to get married is basically a table, two tumblers or a stool, a wardrobe and two hand boxes. The wardrobe is a square and deep cabinet with a very large storage space. It is not a problem to put five or six quilts, and it can also be stuffed with seasonal clothes. If you still have the conditions, you can stack a large box on it, which is half the size of a wardrobe.
The two suitcases are very small, usually put some small or private things.
At this time, there was no concept of wardrobe in the countryside.
The alternative is to put a kang cabinet on the kang, but in general, there are many children in the family, and couples and children sleeping on a plate of kang are crowded, and there is no place to put a kang cabinet on the kang.
These furniture are square, without any special shape, which can maximize the value of wood and maximize the storage space.
The marriage between Lin Lan and Han Qingsong was very shabby. There was only one lame table and two hand boxes. One of them was given to her nephew, and the other one was not looking like it was unplugged. The other wardrobes, big boxes, and kang cabinets had nothing.
Han Qingsong just wanted to make a set of furniture for Lin Lan, a set of desks and stools, two hand boxes, and a larger box for the wardrobe. If he could buy more wood, he could also make a chest of drawers, a wardrobe, etc.
It requires a lot of wood.
Fortunately, he now has a job, and he can get a salary every month, so paying the carpenter's expenses is not a problem.
Generally, when people in the village make furniture, they ask the carpenters in their own village to do it, or they come to the house to make a meal and pay a little money, or they can send the wood over and have them help them to make it, and give more money.
Han Qingsong learned that the carpenters in this village are average in craftsmanship. A few years ago, those who came to him for chores said that they had pulled the seams, or their legs could not stand.
He first went to the team to find the captain, and used the locust tree with a thick waist from the branch to exchange for the dried locust wood from the team. In addition, he changed a few pieces of ready-made wood from elm, catalpa, poplar, and sycamore regardless of the tree species. ,board.
The wood used for furniture cannot be freshly cut trees, it must be dried in the shade for a year or two, otherwise the furniture will be finished as soon as the wood shrinks.
After changing the wood, he is not in a hurry to pull it, and put it in the brigade first. Everyone knows that it is his and no one dares to take it.
The four thieves had their feet and arms drooping still fresh in their memory. The shadow area was not too big. Who would dare to attack the director's idea
Han Qingyun knew that he changed wood for the housework, so he enthusiastically gave him an idea, "Third brother, let me tell you, don't ask the grasshopper to do the housework, his craftsmanship is too poor, my elder brother's furniture is completely useless, I Sister-in-law kept talking about it. You can find Carpenter Wang in Wanghetun in the south, he is good at craftsmanship, and he beat my second brother, so it hasn't changed at all."
Grasshopper Leg is the nickname of the carpenter in this village. He likes to drink small wine, but he has no side dishes. One grasshopper leg can drink a meal, and he claims to like eating grasshoppers the most.
Han Qingsong has also understood it before, and it is similar to what Han Qingyun said, "Okay."
Han Qingyun asked him what he was playing, and Han Qingsong said, "Full set."
Han Qingyun looked at him in surprise, "A full set? Third brother, you can't fit in so many things you do."
Han Qingsong thought about it seriously, "Well, we have to build a new house."