Chapter 261 Graduation

The military training in Lu County was completely closed, and these trainees were trained just like the new recruits.

Every day, they were called up by the call.

In the first week, everyone did nothing but stand in line, walk, run, and march.

Sitting and standing in place seemed not very tiring.

In fact, they were almost exhausted.

Maybe it was because they consumed too much physical energy during the day and lived in the same room with other female soldiers at night.

Xie Hongdan was in a very good condition, and all the problems such as nightmares and insomnia disappeared.

Even though her physical fitness was a little worse, she had more perseverance than others and could persist better.

Among the four people, Wei Siyu may have practiced at home, not to mention Liu Qingqing. Jie Hongdan is getting more energetic and spirited the more she practices. Only Huang Huaixiang is about to collapse. She was not good at it in the first place, and was punished every day. She came for seven days and cried twice.

"I really committed a sin. My legs feel like they are filled with lead. I can't even lift them. Wuwuwuwuwu..."

Liu Qingqing handed over a handkerchief and looked at her with a grin as she snorted and wiped her tears.

The one who got the loss was Huang Huaixiang's own handkerchief.

She vented for a while and then stopped talking.

Jie Hongdan looked around to see if there were any outsiders, and carefully pulled out the insole from the sole of her shoe, muttering softly: "It's not good to put it here. I run around like this every day, and it might fall out at any time." Ten yuan is not a small amount. Whoever loses it will cry to death.

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The bills have been in the shoes for a whole day, and it must be wet.

Wei Siyu quietly hid behind. Jie Hongdan didn't have smelly feet like she does now.

Hiding money is a tacit agreement.

Other dormitories may be more cautious. After nearly two years of contact, they know each other's character. Although they will not hide in front of others, they are not on guard when taking it.

After all, this place will not be used next time.

Although Liu Qingqing's big money was all in the space, she also kept some outside, leaving only a few dollars in the pocket sewn on the side of her clothes.

When you go out, you have to follow the crowd. She hides money like others do.

Forget about selling things in the army.

Liu Qingqing, who always sells things wherever she goes, is so distracted this time that she doesn't even try to make connections.

Huang Huaixiang cried for the first two weeks, but after the muscles and tendons were trained, everyone got used to the intensity.

In addition to ordinary training, three kilometers of bare-handed running were added in the later stage, which gradually developed into three kilometers of weight-bearing running, and finally increased to five kilometers.

There were also sit-ups, shuttle runs, and squats.

Even Liu Qingqing, who had a good physique, could not handle these, so she went into the space at night and found some recovery pills to take.

One and a half months later.

Jie Hongdan's psychological shadow was basically cured, and she had other ideas.

Why marry a soldier?

Wouldn't it be nice for her to be a soldier herself?

But her age, although not too old, was still a few years older than the new recruits.

And she could keep up with the training, but she was not outstanding.

The team leader was the teacher who gave them the war preparation class, and he had heard about her.

He saw that Jie Hongdan was thinking about the army work, so he helped a little.

When their military training was about to end and they were transferred to other places for internship, Jie Hongdan's internship was arranged to the logistics department of another unit.

Wei Siyu went to Jicheng Daily, Huang Huaixiang went to Linyu Food Factory.

And Liu Qingqing went to Xiping Middle School.

These internship sites are

The four-member group was thus dispersed.

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Liu Qingqing was very happy to be able to return to Xiping.

It would be very easy to go home when the time came. The unit had a procurement vehicle, the textile factory had a transport team, and the most reliable one was the "school bus" for students, which went back once a week, and it was just right for her to take a ride.

Before going to the internship, Liu Qingqing went back home first.

"It's not a festival, why are you back?" Old Lady Liu was a little surprised to see the person coming in. After thinking for a while, she realized that her daughter was so sharp that she couldn't be stopped from coming back, so she was relieved.

When she learned that Liu Qingqing was going to the school for internship, the old lady smiled with her teeth showing.

No matter how good this son-in-law is, he can't be left alone every day.

It's better for the daughter to stay at home.

In order to show her motherly love, Liu Qingqing took out a piece of pork before she came back.

Prepare to make a dish of minced meat and eggplant, and fried crispy pork.

Old Lady Liu was waiting behind with a small bowl, waiting to taste the salty and light~!

"The meat is not fried crispy, but it tastes okay."

People at that time usually don't cook oily dishes, and even if they do, they only cook them once.

"When they come back, fry them again and they will be crispy."

Looking at the time, it was almost time, so she waited in the yard early to welcome her eldest son.

Song Xiangyang had been separated from his mother for several months. When he saw his mother in the yard, he rushed over like a monkey and said, "Mom, you are back. What are you doing?"

This made Liu Qingqing, who was holding a camera and preparing to take a picture of her son crying, feel very embarrassed.

"Why aren't you surprised to see me?"

"Yes, I was surprised." Song Xiangyang frowned.

"You didn't cry."

Song Xiangyang glanced at her with his peripheral vision: "I never cry."

"You cried when I came back from school last year."

"You remembered it wrong. I'm a man and never cry."

"That's too fake. All little kids cry."

"..."

The mother and son were like little kids, arguing with each other.

Old lady Liu was very upset. She had never seen anyone educate their children like this.

"You two should keep quiet. You're arguing in the yard. Don't you mind if others laugh at you?"

Liu Qingqing smacked her lips. What's so funny about this? There's a generation gap between the old lady and herself. She didn't understand that her way of getting along was the best for nurturing children.

Song Xiangyang:...

I didn't think so. She was so angry that she was fuming.

Liu Qingqing believes that boys should be brought up in a rough way from an early age.

The so-called rough way does not mean that they should be rough in terms of food or quality of life.

It means that you should not restrict the child's temperament, blame the child's behavior for no reason, and not interfere with his future.

On the issue of children's education, Mrs. Liu always keeps a distance.

Do not interfere, do not ask.

She did not teach her own children well, so she dare not teach other people's children.

Liu Qingqing (ω) Shuan Q

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After Liu Qingqing graduated from the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, Mrs. Liu was reluctant to return to the village.

The old lady graduated, and she was happy. In the future, the couple will no longer have to spend more time together and more time apart. With the status of a college graduate, she can walk around freely wherever she goes.

She has seen with her own eyes that her daughter has a good life these years, and there are no conflicts between the couple.

She rarely talks about the old men anymore.

Before having children, they were not together, and talking about it was just for guidance.

Now life is happy, and talking about these things is easy to cause problems in a good family.

And she has been away for too long this time, a full year and a half, and she misses home!

Liu Qingqing wanted to laugh as she watched her sorting out the photos to take back.

The photos were taken by her and the old lady at various famous scenic spots in Jicheng, and she spent a few cents more to color them.

It must be said that the photo studios at that time were very powerful, even black and white negatives could give uniform colors to the pictures, but they were not too bright.

Chapter 262 Moving

Liu Qingqing wanted to send the old lady back and live in Wuning for a while.

However, because she graduated, her job was transferred back to the military textile factory.

The matter of returning to Wuning was left unresolved.

She arranged all the bags and sent Old Lady Liu on the train.

Then she called Liu Dongfang to ask him to pick her up at the station.

As a student of the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University, her salary rose straight up after returning to the factory and reached 87.5 yuan.

At that time, the state-owned factories were all in a period of rapid development, and there were no loss-making factories for the time being.

All the daily necessities needed by the people were in short supply.

All the machines are connected, so it is normal for problems to occur.

Liu Qingqing's main job now is to train apprentices, and he will roll up his sleeves and personally take on difficult problems.

He only helps with minor problems.

He feels like an old man at a young age.

Everyone who comes in and out calls him "Master Liu".

Liu Qingqing holds a large teapot, with his other hand behind his back, and walks around the factory. When he has walked enough, he goes back to the lounge.

His life is so beautiful.

Since Song Xiangyang's mother came home to become a "leader", he also walks with his head held high and his legs splayed.

Now almost all of his classmates' mothers call their mothers "Master".

Then, then they must be his younger generation?

What should he be called?

After thinking about it for several days, she still couldn't figure it out.

Finally, she gave up, since she had the most points in her generation.

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When she had nothing to do, Liu Qingqing dug out a pile of wool from the space.

She planned to knit sweaters for Da Song and Xiao Song.

Although it was still a long way from autumn, her skills were not good enough. If she waited too long, she might not be able to wear them because they would freeze.

Hearing that Liu Qingqing wanted to knit a sweater, Guo Fengjuan enthusiastically taught her to knit various patterns.

"See here? Knit two stitches and add one stitch. Hey, you have already knitted three stitches, back off one stitch..."

Liu Qingqing was busy for a long time.

"Sister-in-law, don't do this for now, let's do the simplest one, the straight stitch."

Guo Fengjuan twitched her lips: "How ugly it is."

"Let me practice first." Liu Qingqing was determined to start with the straight stitch. She spent three days clumsily knitting a dead ugly scarf.

Her original intention was to knit for Comrade Da Song first, practice her hands, and then knit for Classmate Xiao Song when her skills were better.

People around couldn't bear to look at it.

It looked ugly, but it was not on a straight line...

Liu Qingqing was not discouraged, and started working on the second scarf immediately.

It took two days, and although it was still ugly this time, it was at least not crooked.

Song Jinglin heard that his wife knitted a scarf for him on the first day of her life, and the corners of his mouth were raised all night.

In the hot summer, she wrapped it around her neck several times.

She walked around the house showing off.

Song Xiangyang felt uncomfortable watching her: "Mom, can I not have that scarf?"

"Go away, your mother is so hard-working, working during the day and cleaning the house at night, don't be so ungrateful." Song Jinglin stood up to protect his wife at the first time.

Liu Qingqing was hurt by his words and said angrily: "You don't have a share even if you want it. Your father and I each have one, which is just right for couples. Humph."

Practice first, then weave it for him.

Go and eat dust!

"Yes, you don't have to weave it for him. My wife's shoulders must be sore from the fatigue these days. Come on, let's go into the house and I'll give you a massage." Song Jinglin took off the scarf, folded it carefully, and pulled her into the house.

Song Xiangyang complained silently in his heart, hoping that his mother would do what she said, and he didn't need it.

Liu Qingqing was coaxed into a happy mood, and waited for Song Jinglin's massage service with a smile on her face.

Her labor results were recognized.

Then, Liu Qingqing started a new challenge - knitting sweaters.

This project was a bit large, and there was not much progress in half a month.

Liu Qingqing thought that she might not have the talent to knit sweaters!

It's normal for people to be weak in some things.

She relieved herself and gave up.

In the end, Song Jinglin only received a vest.

He put it on happily.

This might be the final work of his daughter-in-law, and she must keep it well.

Song Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his mother gave up very well.

Song Xiangyang will be eight years old in a new year.

In the compound, he should go to primary school at this age.

But if he goes to primary school, he has to live in the school.

The little kid who is only six years old has been in school for six days.

Liu Qingqing always felt uncomfortable, and she was thinking about the feasibility of picking him up every day.

If a child leaves his parents too young, he will not feel safe, and his temperament will be easily distorted. ,

In addition, Liu Qingqing always worried that the child would be threatened or bullied outside.

When he is young, he is easily affected by external factors.

A few short years may delay his whole life.

If you pick up and drop off every day, it's OK. If you drop off, you may need to get up around five o'clock and rush to the city.

This is still summer. If it snows in winter, the road will be very difficult to walk, and the time will be doubled.

As for the company's car.

Although using the company car for personal use is not a big deal at this time, it does not mean that you can use it every day.

Just when I was worried, Song Jinglin received a promotion order.

Report to Huating City in October.

They have more than a month to prepare.

The two of them don't have to think about the children's schooling anymore.

They started to quickly get busy with their own work and handed over the work at hand.

Even Song Xiangyang got busy, exchanging toys with good friends one by one.

This time is different from going to school with his mother. He will leave here forever.

Thinking of this, Song Xiangyang almost shed tears.

Liu Qingqing was very serious this time and acted as a qualified mother.

Her son has been here since he was born, so the relationship must be very deep.

His son is a very emotional person, which is a good thing.

"Xiangyang, we can still come back in the future, such as during your winter and summer vacations."

Song Xiangyang hummed and whispered, "Mom, don't lie, you and my dad don't have time, and I can't leave alone during the holidays."

Liu Qingqing's expression cracked, and the warmth between mother and son lasted only half a minute.

"Then say goodbye to the child."

Song Xiangyang pouted, and just now he was holding him in his arms and asking about his well-being.

Just leave when you say so.

Hum╭(╯^╰)╮

Chapter 263 Familiar and Strange

Xiping City is not close to Huating, and it takes seven or eight hours to get there by train.

After living here for a long time, there are really many small things. Liu Qingqing and her husband discussed it and decided to find a car to move all the things there in one go.

Before dawn, Song Jinglin got up and looked around.

Liu Qingqing had almost packed up the things at this time, and packed up everything she wanted to take away.

Other boxes, large vats, bathtubs, sewing machines, bicycles, etc. were originally planned to be sold.

Later, the more things were packed, the more they decided to find a car.

Since there is a car, there is no need to keep anything. These things can be used in Huating, saving the need to buy them again.

When Liu Qingqing and her mother got up, Song Jinglin had already prepared breakfast and sealed the pot.

After taking a simple bite, Liu Qingqing packed up the bedding she slept in yesterday, rolled it up, and looked around. This time, there was really nothing left behind.

Not long after, a big Dongfeng stopped at the door of the house.

It was early enough. Yao Ranpeng and Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang next door were not at work yet. They came out to help when they heard the noise.

"Sister, are you leaving today?" Although Guo Fengjuan already knew that Liu Qingqing and her husband would move in the next few days, she was still a little reluctant.

"Yes, sister-in-law, hurry up, we can arrive in the afternoon."

Guo Fengjuan sighed for a while and nodded: "Yes, it takes half a day. It will be uncomfortable for the children if we arrive too late."

After saying that, she followed Yao Ranpeng to join the moving team.

Yao Xiaoxue is now a primary school student. Today is not the weekend, so she is not at home.

Song Xiangyang had said goodbye to Sister Xiaoxue before, but he still felt very sorry that he didn't see her at this time.

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang's wife was not very familiar with Liu Qingqing. She was a very shy person, but she had a good temper. When she heard the movement, she came to help. When she saw everyone, she just smiled and worked hard.

Song Jinglin and his wife didn't continue to be polite. Together with the little warrior driving the car, they loaded all the things into the car in just five or six minutes.

Liu Qingqing finally looked back at the empty house.

She had spent nearly six years here. She touched the door frame. Once she left, it would no longer belong to her.

"Mom, come and get in the car." Song Xiangyang's voice called her back to her senses.

The family of three squeezed in the passenger seat.

They waved out the window frequently.

Guo Fengjuan is an emotional person. She wiped her eyes vigorously at this moment: "Sisters, you guys should drive slowly on the road..."

The two sides talked for a long time until Yao Ranpeng stopped his wife's words and the car started.

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The speed of the car is much faster than taking the train. It is probably because the train is slow at this time and stops at many stations.

The group just ate some buns to fill their stomachs on the way. They didn't stop much along the way. In less than six hours, they entered Huating City.

Liu Qingqing looked at the streets and buildings outside the car window. Unlike the high-rise buildings in her memory, it was still prosperous.

Compared with the ancient simplicity of Jicheng, this place is more modern.

Based on some scenic spots and regional signs, Liu Qingqing knew that this was where she went to college and worked. She had not been here for a long time, but she had a deep affection for this city.

She would take root in this city in the future, and she didn't know how long she would live there. Although the familiar places in her memory were decades later than now, Liu Qingqing still felt at ease in this familiar yet unfamiliar place.

After arriving at the military region, Song Jinglin first took the transfer order to report.

Now they didn't know where they were going to live, so Liu Qingqing and her son sat in the car and waited.

Song Xiangyang was very excited all the way. The parting sadness of children always came and went quickly, and he had long been attracted by the new environment here.

When Song Jinglin came out, he also brought a sergeant to lead the way.

Following his instructions, the car drove all the way to the family compound. The house assigned to Song Jinglin was on the second floor. It took some effort to move things into the house, so it was better to live in a bungalow.

The little warrior from Xiping refused to eat here before leaving, and insisted on going back early.

Liu Qingqing couldn't persuade him, so she stuffed a bag of buns into him. He didn't want it, but he couldn't refuse Liu Qingqing, so he finally took it with a red face.

When he drove a long way out and drank water, he saw a package under the co-pilot's car, with a note on it...

After sending everyone away, Liu Qingqing took Da Song and Xiao Song to look at the house. The layout was very good, with three bedrooms and a living room, and there was a kitchen and bathroom in the house, not the kind of shared ones.

Pan Youde, who led us here, said that this building was opened two years ago. It is not an old building.

The bathroom is still equipped with cement floor, no toilet, just squat toilet.

There are simple shower facilities.

The furniture outside is also pretty good, and there are wooden bunk beds in the three bedrooms.

There are also cabinets and cupboards.

It is not fashionable, but it is much better than in Xiping.

Song Jinglin was transferred here, which is a transfer to the same level, but in fact, from Xiping to Huating, the transfer between cities is equivalent to a promotion.

With these conditions, the treatment is normal. They could have changed houses in Xiping a long time ago, but Liu Qingqing didn't like that building, so she has been living in the bungalow.

She had looked around here, and there were only a few two-story houses with courtyards.

The rest were all buildings, and her family, Dasong, would have to work harder if they wanted to live there.

The windows of several rooms were transparent, and there was a convex open-air balcony in the living room.

This kind of convex balcony actually had certain safety hazards.

After a decade or two, I always heard that the balconies in some places were cracked.

But at this time, they were all new buildings, so there was no need to worry too much.

Someone should have cleaned the house, but it was probably not a short time ago. There was a thin layer of dust on the floor and furniture.

At this time, even if the house was cleaned up in a hurry, it would be too late for people to live in it at night.

So they just planned to simply gather up and spend the night in the guesthouse later.

Liu Qingqing gave an order, and the three of them started to work.

She fetched water to clean the cabinets and beds first, while Song Jinglin mopped the floor.

Song Xiangyang cleaned the corners such as the window sill.

Song Jinglin also put the boxes and sewing machines in place, and the family of three went to the military guesthouse.

After checking in, Song Jinglin followed the route Pan Youde had just pointed out to him, and took his wife and son to the canteen for dinner.

They went to the military canteen, which was probably the end of the soldiers' training, and the canteen was bustling with people.

Song Xiangyang was very accustomed to this atmosphere, and happily greeted his uncle who cast a curious look at him.

The attributes of the Sheniu are strong.

The food in the canteen is also very good, better than the canteen of the army in Xiping.

Song Xiangyang had been working with the adults all day and was already hungry.

He was praising the food while eating.

Those who sat closer to them couldn't help but feel happy when they heard the little guy constantly praising their canteen, as if he was not praising the canteen, but himself.

When they returned to the guesthouse again, Song Xiangyang had already begun to doze off.

This time, the three of them slept particularly soundly.

Liu Qingqing and Song Xiangyang had no problem of being unable to sleep in their beds. Even though the mother and daughter didn't do anything, they still felt very tired after all the hard work.

Chapter 264 Home Appliances

Back home early in the morning, Song Jinglin and Liu Qingqing started the second cleaning work in full swing.

Song Xiangyang also followed behind to help.

Song Jinglin did most of the work, while Liu Qingqing just wiped the cabinets, hung clothes, and made the bed.

After noon, the house was finally brand new.

The kitchen here uses gas, and Liu Qingqing cooked some porridge, which was quite convenient.

"I'll go to the camp to learn about the work content in the afternoon." Song Jinglin glanced at the time, and it wasn't too late after dinner.

Liu Qingqing nodded: "Okay, you do your thing."

In fact, Song Jinglin arrived much earlier than the scheduled time, but he had already arrived yesterday, so it would be bad if he didn't show up.

We have to be more active at this time.

After Song Jinglin left, the mother and daughter took a nap.

Little Song had already taken the initiative to ask for separate rooms.

He had planned the small room the day before, and the layout inside was either done by him or by his father according to his ideas.

In short, he was very satisfied.

Liu Qingqing looked through the door once, what should I say, maybe it's because people have different aesthetic tastes!

As a mother, she felt that there was no need to instill her own preferences into her son, so when her son enthusiastically invited her to comment on this room. Liu Qingqing nodded at the yellow and green color combination in the room.

Don't understand, but respect.

Song Xiangyang liked his room very much. When he heard that he was going to take a nap, he rushed into the room.

Liu Qingqing sighed, her son had grown up.

Then she went into her bedroom with a smile on her face.

There was no one to sleep in, not to mention that there were too many children...

There was also a military service center in the family compound, and the configuration here was even more complete.

After waking up, Liu Qingqing took Song Xiangyang around to familiarize himself with the environment.

When he came out of the service center, he carried some meat and vegetables in his hands.

At the same time, he also found out that there was a primary school next to the military area, and the children in the compound all went to school there.

After thinking about it, Liu Qingqing decided to send Song Xiangyang to the primary school.

With Song Xiangyang's small brain, he would be too wild if he went to the nursery.

Of course, she also asked for Xiao Song's thoughts and opinions, and Xiao Song said it didn't matter.

Anyway, he didn't know any children here, so it didn't matter where he went.

Song Jinglin always supported his wife's decision, so he had no objection to his son going to school.

"I don't have any work arrangements tomorrow, so let's go to the school to have a look?"

"Okay, let's go outside." Liu Qingqing leaned on Song Jinglin.

The sofa in the new home is really good. It's not the kind of independent sofa for one person, nor is it the wooden spring and autumn chair that her family used before.

It's a long and large sofa with a modern splicing feel. It's very comfortable for two people to sit on it.

Song Jinglin suggested: "Buy another TV?"

Liu Qingqing frowned and thought about it. She felt that there was no need. At that time, TVs were luxury goods. It would be a bit high-profile to buy large appliances right after arriving.

In addition, color TVs were hard to buy at that time. The only TVs available on the market were black and white TVs.

Song Xiangyang cheered on the side: "Buy, buy, buy, Dad, I support you."

Song Jinglin looked at him eagerly, worried that his wife would say "no".

Liu Qingqing laughed: "Okay, buy it."

"Oh oh oh!!!" Song Xiangyang jumped up from the sofa and jumped to the ground like a monkey.

He stopped only after Song Jinglin glared at him.

Song Xiangyang sighed dejectedly: "Oh, I really want to go to school earlier."

Liu Qingqing: ...

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"Xinhua Primary School" is a military primary school. Although it also accepts children from nearby residents, most of them are children from large compounds.

The school does not occupy a large area, but the necessary playground and teaching building facilities are very complete.

Song Xiangyang stared at the children taking physical education classes on the football field and was very excited.

He also played football with other children in the nursery, but the field was not so big and not so beautiful.

The family of three entered the principal's office.

After successfully enrolling Song Xiangyang, he will be a legitimate classmate of Song in the future.

After paying the tuition and book fees, he can come to class tomorrow morning.

The school has been open for more than two weeks, and Song Xiangyang needs to transfer to a class at this time.

After leaving school, Song Jinglin rode his bicycle and took his wife and son to go shopping.

This time, in addition to the TV, he also had to buy school supplies for Xiao Song.

Song Jinglin had already studied the route to the department store with a map at home. Liu Qingqing, who was an idiot with a paper map, could only watch the scenery "whizzing" around her.

I don't know if this place will develop like the places she is familiar with in her memory after entering 2000.

Anyway, she is not familiar with the roads at this time.

The older Song Xiangyang gets, the more he hates riding a big bar. Even with the cotton pad sewn by his mother, it still hurts his butt.

After parking the car, the family of three entered the department store.

The department stores here are even better than those in Jicheng.

The two-story store, the first floor is full of various items, and the second floor is full of electrical appliances.

Unlike the crowded first floor, you can clearly see various home appliances from the second floor entrance.

And downstairs, it's basically all heads.

There's actually not much room to choose TVs. The salesperson is so arrogant that he doesn't answer anyone who asks about TVs.

Song Jinglin and his son studied for a while.

Liu Qingqing smiled and changed to a not-so-authentic accent to talk to the salesperson.

She learned this from her local roommate when she was in school. She didn't learn it well and couldn't grasp the essence.

At this time, all you earn is a dead salary, regardless of whether you can afford to buy or not.

She doesn't make any profit.

So the situation where you slam the table and throw money out, as shown on TV, and the other party immediately bows down, does not exist.

If you don't buy, she will look down on you. If you can buy, her attitude will not be much better.

The salesperson is a woman in her thirties. When she heard Liu Qingqing say that, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh: "Comrade, what you said is not standard."

"Well, she is not from here. She is a transporter in a textile factory. She travels around all year round. She has learned a little bit." She pinched the tip of her little finger with her thumb and gestured.

The salesperson was very proud: "It's not easy to learn our language here, comrade, you are not very good."

After chatting for a few sentences, the other party's attitude became much better, and he patiently explained to the father and son: "There is no difference. This one is 12 inches, 380 yuan, and this one is 14 inches, 450 yuan. This TV needs money, do you bring it?"

Chapter 265 Recovery

Even Song Xiangyang, who had no idea about money, knew that it was expensive.

He looked sideways at his father.

Song Jinglin looked at Liu Qingqing.

In terms of money, his wife has always been in charge. As soon as the bills were issued, he immediately handed them over...

As for how much money there is at home now, he never asked.

Liu Qingqing met the eyes of the big and small, smiled and said: "Do you want the big one or the small one?"

"The small one!" Song Xiangyang pointed, it was just a little bit short, and it could save some money.

I didn't expect her little Song, who was still young, to be able to live.

The salesperson watched the family interacting and smiled for a while: "Your child is quite funny."

Liu Qingqing took out a bill and counted out 450 yuan. She held a large stack of 10 yuan bills in her hand: "I'll take the 14-inch one."

After buying the TV, she was given the real TV without even the packaging...

In the past two years, the production of TVs has been in short supply. As soon as a TV came out of the assembly line, it was taken to various supply and marketing cooperatives before it could be packaged.

In addition to TVs, there were also washing machines, refrigerators, radios, etc. for sale.

But Liu Qingqing didn't plan to buy any.

It wasn't very useful at this time, and it was very expensive.

And there was no door-to-door delivery. How to get it back after buying it, you have to figure out a way yourself.

Then they returned to the first floor. Liu Qingqing took Song Xiangyang to buy some stationery such as pencils, erasers, and rulers that he had chosen, and the three of them went home.

The schoolbag can be a military green crossbody bag. Backpacks were not popular at that time.

They were all sewn at home. If you can have a military "serve the people" bag, you will be proud for a long time.

Along the way, Song Xiangyang was studying where the TV should be placed.

As for Comrade Da Song, he had grown up and kept asking his wife if he could hold it. He suggested tying up the TV and hanging it on the handlebars, but Liu Qingqing refused.

If you don't do it well, it will fall to the ground and break into pieces.

She doesn't lack this little strength.

Riding a bicycle downstairs did not cause much commotion. No matter when, once you live in an upper floor, the interactions between families become much colder.

Moreover, there were not many people in the family compound at this time. Song Jinglin was only seen by two family members when he carried the TV upstairs. They just glanced at him from a distance. Seeing that they did not come forward, Liu Qingqing saved the step of talking to them.

After arriving home, the father and son began to set up the TV and adjust the antenna.

Liu Qingqing went into the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for steaming buns in the evening. As a newcomer, she planned to deliver a few red bean paste buns to each family to get to know them.

Cook a large pot of red beans in the pot and start kneading the dough.

As for lunch, it was not too complicated. I just made shredded mustard greens and pork, and served it with rice.

"Can you watch it?"

Song Xiangyang jumped twice excitedly: "Yes, Mom, come and watch it."

There is also a TV in the army, but it is not often turned on. He and his friends can only watch it occasionally.

Now that he has a TV at home, he can watch it whenever he wants!

The black and white TV her family bought still has the kind of twist-type tuning switch.

If you want to change the channel, you have to run to the TV and turn it, and the switch is also turned on and off.

The antenna was pulled long and fixed by the father and son with a wire.

Liu Qingqing glanced at it a few times. The TV was the Huating local station, and it was broadcasting "News Brief".

A documentary reflecting the new achievements, new atmosphere and new look of the motherland's construction.

After lunch, Liu Qingqing went back to her room to take a nap. Song Jinglin cleaned up the mess and watched TV with his son.

Liu Qingqing ignored their excitement at the moment.

The weather was hot, and the dough would be ready when she woke up.

In addition to the red bean paste buns to give away, she was also preparing to chop meat, and then steam a few pork and green onion buns.

Cooking soup in the evening would be a good meal.

Song Jinglin heard the "clang clang clang" sound of chopping stuffing in the kitchen, and he didn't care about watching TV with his son, so he hurried over to help: "Wife, I'll chop."

Liu Qingqing smiled softly and waved her hand to give up her position.

The red bean paste buns made by Liu Qingqing were relatively small. Small and exquisite styles were popular here, so Liu Qingqing made them that way.

After steaming them all, she checked the number and planned to give six to each family as a token of appreciation.

At a time when people gave gifts of sugar and cakes, her white flour red bean paste buns were also popular, and the amount given out was not too much, but not too little.

This building was just built to accommodate the new staff, and it was not full of people. Liu Qingqing asked about the situation of the neighbors while giving them away.

Lu Simei took the paper bag sent by Liu Qingqing and pulled her into the house without saying anything. "Sister, my family fried rice noodles. I'll bring you a bowl later."

When she entered the house and saw Pan Youde, she realized that the two were from the same family.

There was also a boy in his teens at home. He took the red bean paste bun from his mother and thanked her happily: "Thank you, auntie."

Liu Qingqing curled her eyebrows: "Sister-in-law, your children are really polite."

"This naughty child has a heart for food." Lu Simei came out with a bowl of fried noodles and said with a smile: "This is my eldest child, Pan Wenhao. Haozi, go call your sister out and say hello to auntie."

Before Pan Wenhao responded, a pair of four or five-year-old girls ran out from the inner room. They were twins.

They didn't look very similar, but they could be clearly distinguished.

"Hello, auntie."

Liu Qingqing smiled and took out three pieces of fruit candy from her pocket and handed one to each person.

Pan Wenhao blushed a little: "Auntie, I'm grown up and don't eat candy."

"Auntie, take it."

Lu Simei patted everyone: "Hurry up and thank them." Turning around, she introduced: "My two daughters, Dashuang and Xiaoshuang. These two children were born on this side, and their personalities are not like those of the people on my side."

"Where are you from, sister-in-law?" Lu Simei was enthusiastic, and Liu Qingqing was happy to chat with her for a while.

"I'm from Jizhou. I didn't like it when I first came here, but you see, I got used to the local dishes after a long time. Habits can really change people..." Lu Simei is a very talkative person. Once she gets on a topic, she can talk a lot.

Pan Youde coughed twice to interrupt his wife's chatter.

His wife would talk endlessly about someone, without even thinking about other things.

Lu Simei smiled embarrassedly and said, "Look at me, I can't stop talking easily. Sister, take it back and try it."

Some of the families behind were enthusiastic and some were a little cold.

She would ask more about those who were willing to talk more.

For those with average attitudes, she would just go through the motions.

According to the information she had found out, there was an unwritten custom in the military area here that new residents would treat their acquaintances to a meal.

This was different from the customs in Xiping.

Liu Qingqing thought that the conditions in the garrison area in Huating might be better, as different places have different customs. Besides, it has been more than eight years since I went to join the army. The conditions have been getting better and better, which is different from the early days. .

Song Jinglin really didn't understand the matter of inviting people: "Let me ask around." He hasn't started working yet, and he needs to get in touch with people for a while before inviting people to dinner. There is no rush.

The next day, those who went to school went to school, and those who went to work went to work.

And Liu Qingqing, because she graduated from the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University and had a letter of introduction from the textile factory before.

She can choose which factory nearby to go to.

But she doesn't want to go to the environment of a machinery factory.

Chapter 266 Excitement

A week later, newspapers, radios, and television news across the country announced the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination.

The examination will be held in a month.

In the first year of the resumption of the college entrance examination, the examination time is winter.

The examination time in Huating City is set on December 11, only one month away.

Thousands of people picked up their books again to fight for this opportunity.

People outside were very excited, and there was also a book borrowing fever in the compound.

Liu Qingqing was approached by the army leader and asked if she was willing to teach at Huating No. 1 Middle School.

The previous foreign language teacher suffered heavy losses in ten years.

Although you can choose whether to take the English course in this college entrance examination.

But if you can take it, it will definitely be better.

In the compound, many children of cadres have been sent to the countryside for many years and have only returned in the past one or two years.

There are also new graduates. Before there was no news about the college entrance examination, the students were just idling around.

In addition, the teaching staff is not good. The teachers of other subjects are okay.

The foreign language teachers are terrible.

Especially in Huating, at first only those who have studied abroad and have foreign relations were sent down.

Then, those who have some foreign novels in their hands also began to be reported...

I learned before that Liu Qingqing mainly studied English in college, and now is the time to use it.

Liu Qingqing nodded without thinking.

After the college entrance examination was resumed, the status of teachers was improved. It was not bad for her to do it for a while, and she could take care of her son who was not far away.

Although high school and elementary school are not the same school, they are in the same system and not far away.

In the future, she can go out with Xiao Song and go home together.

The heavy news of the college entrance examination replaced all the gossip in the family courtyard.

Regardless of age, whether there are candidates of the right age in the family, they all think this is a good thing.

Although her own child is not old enough, it is a matter of time, and there is finally a way out.

Lu Simei is the one who likes to go to Liu Qingqing's house the most in the whole building. She learned that she was going to be an English teacher in the high school graduation class.

She opened her mouth in shock: "Sister, you are still a college student."

Liu Qingqing smiled faintly: "It was all taken care of by the factory leaders before."

Lv Simei shook her head: "You have to be awesome. Sister, you are so awesome, there will be many people in our compound asking to come to our house."

Liu Qingqing didn't take it seriously, she was a newcomer.

Others may not be trustworthy.

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The graduation class of Huating No. 1 Middle School was opened temporarily after the examination notice came out.

This year's graduates have actually graduated a long time ago, and this time they are all recruited back.

Of course, not all of them can come. Some children went to the countryside before this day, and they are now taking leave and coming back one after another.

In general, villages would give out letters of introduction.

Given the situation, few people would force these newly arrived educated youths who could not lift or carry anything to stay.

Some students from previous years also found ways to come back to attend classes.

Liu Qingqing had taken her tonics and taken good care of her skin in recent years, and she looked very young.

At first, she was often regarded as a student from previous years who had come back to attend the enhanced version.

In addition to teaching the graduating class, there were also students in the first and second year of high school.

After the college entrance examination was reopened, English classes were also opened again.

In terms of salary, new teachers generally received a first-level salary, which was 47 yuan.

Liu Qingqing had many classes and was an English teacher in short supply.

And she could obviously go to a machinery factory with a higher salary.

So her salary was also raised to 94.5 yuan.

This salary is not the highest. Old teachers with high qualifications can get 130 or 40 yuan at this time.

In addition to the salary, there are also many daily voucher benefits.

The treatment is generally very good.

In addition to the students in the graduating class, some high school students also plan to give it a try.

These children are particularly easy to teach. No matter whether they can do it or not, at least their attitude is good.

Opportunities are rare. Some parents always feel that policies change at any time. They don't know whether this college entrance examination is a one-time thing or it will be the same in the future.

But it's always right to seize the opportunity.

At the end of October, Song Jinglin invited several colleagues and subordinates to his home for dinner.

Liu Qingqing's reputation during this period was very good. Many children in the compound were taught by her.

From time to time, there would be aunts and sisters-in-law who would give her some vegetables or eggs when she passed by.

This made her laugh and cry.

It was not until she talked about this problem with each class before class that there was no such phenomenon of "blocking the way to send vegetables."

It was not that she was so honest or looked down on people sending vegetables.

But she would be shocked when they suddenly came to her halfway every day.

Among the subordinates invited by Song Jinglin, some of them were not married yet and lived in the military dormitory.

There were only three people living in the compound.

They were all from the same building.

Liu Qingqing had already gotten to know her by name, and she could identify with her teammate, but she didn't know her personality very well.

As soon as Lu Simei and Lu Ruyan entered the house, they rolled up their sleeves and went to the kitchen to help.

Liu Qingqing stopped her: "Sister-in-law, don't worry about it, I've prepared everything here."

Song Jinglin discussed with her for a whole night and felt that it was not right to be too ostentatious at this time.

The meals should be prepared according to the level of a normal family, and two more dishes should be prepared.

Liu Qingqing agreed. What kind of family is it that eats a lot of fish and meat?

The service agency can just make whatever it can buy.

For some dishes that require a lot of effort, Song Jinglin will start stewing them at noon and heat them up in a steamer at night.

Cooking is also a pleasure, and there is really nothing to do.

"Sister cooks really fast, we don't even have a chance to help." Lu Simei smiled heartily.

Then Zhu Shuzhen came in with her children.

Zhu Shuzhen is always polite and smiling every time she meets him.

Her children were also very stable and obedient.

In order to prepare some food for the children, Liu Qingqing had just fried a large bowl of potato chips.

Sprinkled some pepper and salt on them and tossed them.

Then she arranged the children to sit at a table as snacks.

At that time, there were really many children in each family, so she had to prepare two tables.

Almost every family of Song Jinglin's age had more than two children.

The older ones were generally twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger ones were a few years younger than Song Xiangyang.

There were eight children alone.

Once there were too many children, things would get out of hand, and they were not Liu Qingqing's students (not yet in high school), so there was no natural suppression.

Chapter 267 Packing

Liu Qingqing arranged the table for the children in the empty room.

She had cleaned up the room in advance, and there was basically nothing extra.

Seeing that there was nothing left to clean up in the kitchen, Lu Simei and Lu Ruyan were still busy arranging the dishes and moving the chairs.

Unlike the two of them, Zhu Shuzhen sat steadily on the sofa, her smile still as steady as ever.

"Sister-in-law, I was just thinking about asking if you had enough dishes and chopsticks, but I didn't expect your family to have so many things." Lu Ruyan was actually older than Liu Qingqing, but she followed her husband's call and kept calling Liu Qingqing sister-in-law.

She sighed in her heart. There were only three people in this family, and they had so many old pots and pans.

Liu Qingqing let them carry the plates and bowls: "We came here by the big Dongfeng. We didn't leave anything behind. We packed everything here, so it looks like we have a lot of things."

Lu Ruyan nodded: "But we can't leave anything behind. We spent money to come here. It's good to bring everything here. We don't have to spend money to buy anything."

Lu Simei sighed: "Really, I took the train when I came here, and I couldn't bring much stuff. The postage was also expensive. It's better to buy it after I get here."

Half of the dishes were served, and Song Jinglin brought eight or nine people into the house.

The group of people entered the house and called their brothers and sisters-in-law, saying polite words like "thank you for the trouble".

The next day was a rest day, so they had to drink at this dinner.

The wine Liu Qingqing brought out was not the Maotai from her collection. That stuff would have to be hidden for another few decades.

However, after Song Jinglin brought out the Xining specialty liquor, everyone cheered.

The tables outside were full. Liu Qingqing said a few words to make things more interesting and took the three female comrades into the inner room. The door was not closed, so they could hear each other's movements.

Song Jinglin and his friends didn't say when they would go, and Liu Qingqing was unwilling to share a table with them.

"Your way of doing it is better, sister-in-law. We can eat quietly at the table without having to make noise with them." Lu Simei sat at one end next to her little daughter and looked at her children. They were quite obedient and sensible. Except for the potato chips that Liu Qingqing gave them at the beginning, they did not touch the rest of the dishes.

Liu Qingqing fried enough potato chips in this big pot. After serving, she poured them out and divided them into three plates, so that the eight children would not fight for them.

Zhu Shuzhen winked at her daughter, and the little girl named Yuting immediately took back her hand that was reaching into the plate of French fries.

Zhu Shuzhen's face looked better. A broken potato was snatched as if it had never seen the world. Her children felt that they should not do such a shameful thing.

Liu Qingqing called out, "Come on, come on, use your chopsticks, don't just sit and talk." As she spoke, she stood up and served food to a few people.

"Okay, you don't have to worry, we'll do it ourselves, we'll do it ourselves."

After understanding the meaning, Liu Qingqing sat down and said, "Okay, although my sister-in-law, my brother-in-law and I have known each other for a short time, we will inevitably visit each other frequently in the future. Don't be polite here, everyone, use your chopsticks. It's fate that we can sit here..."

This meal was not out of the ordinary at all, with a few stews, pork stewed with vermicelli, eggplant stewed with potatoes, and fungus stewed with chicken cubes.

The rest were some fried fresh vegetables.

There was no sugar added to the food, and Zhu Shuzhen simply ate a little and put down her chopsticks.

She is a local, and she always unconsciously puts on airs when facing these foreign daughters-in-law in the compound.

Liu Qingqing didn't care about her, as long as she was okay with them. Before, they just nodded and said hello occasionally.

After such contact today, I vaguely felt the other party's condescending mentality.

The children ate quickly and ran away quickly.

Song Xiangyang and the eldest son of Lu Ruyan's family were in the same class, and they soon played together.

Only the little girl Xie Yuting from Zhu Shuzhen's family sat obediently on the bench and didn't go out to play with those children.

Lu Simei coughed twice: "Yuting is a very sensible child, always so well-behaved and quiet."

Liu Qingqing glanced at the generous and steady little girl opposite and nodded: "The little girl is really quiet."

Zhu Shuzhen has only one daughter, who is already ten years old. She usually puts on airs of status and puts the child's upbringing on her head.

Hearing the two people's praise, she smiled reservedly: "If the child reads more books, he will naturally understand things and be generous and steady."

Lu Ruyan curled her lips and muttered something inaudible.

Zhu Shuzhen's face changed immediately, and she glared at the other party, and then she kept a wooden face and didn't say or smile.

The table in the inner room had already finished eating. Lv Simei was afraid that the two would start to grumble, so she quickly changed the subject: "Well, sister-in-law, I'm going back first. I'm still soaking clothes at home..."

As soon as Lv Simei stood up, Zhu Shuzhen also stood up immediately. She had wanted to leave a long time ago. Seeing someone taking the lead, she couldn't hold back and pulled her daughter to follow.

She had a surge of anger in her heart, but years of upbringing prevented her from bursting out when someone else was treating her.

After watching the two of them leave, Lu Ruyan's eyes flickered: "Sister-in-law, I see that there are a lot of dishes left on our table. Do you want to send some outside?"

Liu Qingqing shook her head: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I prepared more for their table, all in small bowls."

Lu Ruyan laughed dryly twice. She had just helped to carry the dishes and had seen it.

"Then sister-in-law, I will help you clean up." Without waiting for Liu Qingqing to refuse, Lu Ruyan carried two plates and went to the kitchen.

After cleaning the table, Lu Ruyan's eyes could not leave the leftovers.

"Sister-in-law, I have folded all these for you."

In terms of speed, Liu Qingqing could only watch.

She saw that this person wanted to pack up these leftovers, but Liu Qingqing didn't care.

Seeing that she didn't take the initiative to ask, Lu Ruyan tried again: "Sister-in-law, where should we put these dishes? It's so hot, there must be a lot of leftovers on the table outside, don't let them go uneaten."

Liu Qingqing twitched her lips and smiled faintly: "If you don't mind, take it back."

This means that she wants to eat and pack it up.

"Hey, who can be dissatisfied with food these days? There is still a lot of meat. When living, you have to be careful..." She kept muttering in her mouth, moving non-stop, and walked out with the folded small basin.

As she walked, she turned back and said: "Sister-in-law, I will bring the basin back to you in a while."

Liu Qingqing waved her hand without saying a word.

There were not many people at the table yet, but there were already several types of dishes.

She looked at the things in the room and was not in a hurry to clean them up. She planned to put them in the space later.

She controlled the washing in the space, just like an automatic dishwasher.

Someone else came in at the door. Liu Qingqing looked over and thought it was Lu Ruyan who came to deliver the basin.

But she saw that Lu Simei, who had just left not long ago, had come back.

Chapter 268 Not Short of Money

"Sister-in-law, what did you forget?" Liu Qingqing went to meet her.

Lu Simei went into the kitchen: "No, I'll help you clean it up."

"No need, sister-in-law, there will be a lot of plates and bowls in the room after dinner, just clean them up later."

Lu Simei didn't care what she said, she rolled up her sleeves and started to work.

Seeing that she was sincere in wanting to help, Liu Qingqing also extended her hand.

"Lu Ruyan and Zhu Shuzhen are a little bit at odds, I was afraid that they would quarrel and make trouble, so I suggested to leave first." Lu Simei explained.

Liu Qingqing squinted her eyes, is there something wrong here?

Her eagerness for knowledge made Lu Simei laugh.

"It's nothing, actually. You've seen it. Zhu Shuzhen is nothing special. She's just very arrogant. She calls herself a cultured person and a local. She wants people to look up to her wherever she goes. Lu Ruyan is a firecracker. She doesn't like Zhu Shuzhen's behavior. She always talks about the child, which Zhu Shuzhen doesn't like." Lu Simei said briefly.

"What's wrong with the child?"

Lu Simei looked like she didn't understand: "Zhu Shuzhen and Xie Xingwang have only one daughter. They didn't have a second one even though she's so old. Lu Ruyan already has two sons..."

Liu Qingqing understood. She didn't think about it that way before.

She just thought that Yuting from Zhu Shuzhen's family was generous and polite.

It seems that in this era, no matter where people are from, they all have some idea of favoring boys over girls.

"We didn't eat so cleanly at our table, did we?"

Lu Simei asked while washing the dishes. She remembered that there was a lot left over. Liu Qingqing prepared a lot for this meal.

Liu Qingqing smiled slightly: "No, Lu Ruyan just took it away."

Lu Simei's eyes twitched. This is something Lu Ruyan can do.

"Only Zhao Qingwei makes more money in her family. Lu Ruyan is in the army to look after the children. She doesn't make much money a month. The two kids at home are good to eat. It is said that they have to send money back home. Life is a bit tight." Let alone Lu Ruyan, there are a few families in this compound that are not tight.

It's the same for her family. There are three children at home.

Liu Qingqing chatted for a while and found that although this is the Huating Garrison District, it should be better than the treatment in Xiping City.

In fact, it is not the case. Because someone in Huating started to build a military factory, many military dependents were arranged with jobs.

But here, the military district is in the city.

And due to local limitations, it is not allowed to build any factories inside the army.

Another reason is that the number of people here is not as large as the troops stationed there.

So it is not so urgent to arrange work for the military dependents.

People like Liu Qingqing who have a job can also be arranged in place.

Many dependents with little education will be arranged to wash vegetables in the canteen.

Those who have some education but not much education will go to the military nursery to take care of children.

Of course, there are some that cannot be arranged.

The living expenses here are relatively expensive.

Many families are indeed not doing well.

After the two of them cleaned up the dishes, the table in the house was also cleared.

Liu Qingqing gave the remaining meat and vegetables outside to Lu Simei.

After Song Jinglin sent everyone away, he came to the kitchen to work.

Lu Simei had never seen such a fight, so she quickly took the food and left.

Major Song's family is really different from others. The man took the initiative to do kitchen work.

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The college entrance examination ended in December.

More than five million people participated in the country, but only more than 200,000 were admitted in the end.

In addition to the high school students of the previous year, there were also countless educated youth who went to the countryside before finishing junior high school, factory workers, and farmers who went to the fields...

Because there is no age limit.

In the past ten years, people with ideals and ambitions but nowhere to display them seemed to have seen a life-saving straw.

Thousands of people picked up their books again and embarked on this path of studying.

Only half of the graduating class taught by Liu Qingqing passed the exam.

In fact, this probability is not low.

Because these people have all learned high school knowledge, they also have the conditions to enter the school and be led by teachers to study.

Even so, there are still students who did not pass the exam.

The various aspects of life are vividly reflected in the more than one month after the exam.

Some families in the compound are overjoyed, while others are in tears.

Some are happy and some are sad, and Liu Qingqing's family has welcomed waves of gift-giving people...

"Goodbye, Teacher Liu, I will come to see you again in the future."

Liu Qingqing nodded and smiled warmly: "Go back quickly, go slowly on the way."

After closing the door, she sighed and put away the winter bamboo shoots, cabbage, canned food, cakes, etc. on the table.

These children are all those who passed the exam this year in the compound, and they did quite well in the English exam.

If Liu Qingqing hadn't come to school to teach them English, they might not have been able to get into their ideal school.

Although the gift was not very valuable, the thought was ten times more than enough.

Liu Qingqing didn't push it too much.

Song Xiangyang blinked his eyes and admired his mother very much.

These days, there is no need to buy vegetables at home, and people send gifts every day.

Nowadays, in addition to the families who are admitted to universities, they are also very popular.

The second is Liu Qingqing.

Everyone in the compound gradually knew that the wife of the new Major Song was a capable person. Not only was she a university student, but she could also teach university students.

This word became more and more exaggerated, and it was almost like she was deified.

Liu Qingqing and the children were on winter vacation, and the two of them stared at each other every day.

The first student who wanted to ask Liu Qingqing for extra lessons came to the door.

"Teacher Liu."

"It's Fang Fei! Come in." Fang Fei went to the countryside a few years ago, and her parents asked someone to bring her back in the summer of 1977.

She had already found a job for her, but when the news of the college entrance examination came out, Fang Fei took the opportunity to give up her job and turned to attend the graduation class of Huating No. 1 Middle School.

This time she was admitted to the university in Fuyang.

She came here a few days ago to deliver something.

Fang Fei was followed by a tall boy, and the two entered Liu Qingqing's house one after the other.

"Teacher Liu, this is my cousin Fang Lei. He didn't pass the exam this time, so my family wants to ask if you can help him make up for it."

Liu Qingqing pondered and said, "Even if we make up for it now, we have to take the exam next year. You can teach him first, or let your brother attend the school's graduation class."

At this time, there is no rule that in-service teachers cannot open classes to make up for it.

Fang Fei shook her head: "Teacher Liu, Fang Lei's foundation is too poor, and it will take a long time to make up for the previous knowledge. I understand those questions and can do them myself, but I can't explain them to him clearly."

She has been so tired these days that her hair has fallen out. No matter how she crumpled and broke it to explain it to her brother, she couldn't make it clear.

Her uncle and aunt still think that she doesn't want to teach, and that she is not appreciated for her efforts and is not popular with people inside and outside.

Fang Fei is anxious to get rid of this hot potato, so she recommends her English teacher. Now everyone at home is waiting for her letter: "Teacher Liu, my brother's family is not short of money, I just hope you can accept him as a student."

Liu Qingqing (*′｀)

This is quite arrogant!

She likes this rich man.

Chapter 269: Inexperienced

After taking over Fang Lei, Liu Qingqing found that Fang Fei was not humble.

This kid really doesn't know anything.

I don't know how he can take the college entrance examination with this level.

This job is not easy and the price is high.

Of course, the price is proposed by the other party. During the winter vacation, there are three hours a day and six days a week.

The tuition fee is 30 yuan, which is probably the most expensive tuition fee at the moment.

The main reason is that there are less than six months to the next college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination was resumed in December in 1977, and in July in 1978.

There is only a difference of half a year between the two classes of students.

With Fang Lei's foundation, it would be useless even if he studied in the graduation class for another half a year.

After the cram school opened for a week, some people heard about Liu Qingqing giving Fang Lei a small class and thought about sending their children who failed the exam.

But after hearing the price...

Bah, what's wrong with Wenquxing coming down to earth to give a class? How dare he ask for this price.

Can she guarantee that the watermelon will be ripe?

Those who wanted to send their children here immediately gave up.

However, there were also people who came to bargain, and the bargaining mode was equivalent to keeping only one decimal place, discussing whether it was okay to give her some cabbage...

Liu Qingqing rejected all these people, saying that she didn't have the time and energy to teach other students.

If a student really accepted a cabbage, she felt that the Fang family would be suffocated.

In fact, besides Liu Qingqing, there are other people who run cram schools.

Zhu Shuzhen, who came to my house a few days ago, opened one. Seeing that Liu Qingqing didn't accept any students, she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

Although she is not a high school teacher, she teaches mathematics.

Even if she is a junior high school teacher, she is a regular teacher and her English is different from that of Major Song's wife.

...

In fact, Liu Qingqing didn't lie.

After teaching Fang Lei, she really didn't have the energy to do anything else.

This child may be a little slow in learning.

Liu Qingqing basically started from the knowledge points she learned in elementary school. Even Song Xiangyang, who was free and occasionally listened to her, could understand several questions.

Fang Lei was still biting the tip of his pen.

The money was really not much, and she even felt bad.

Under Song Xiangyang's stimulation, Fang Lei also got angry.

This is too embarrassing, it's not okay to be outdone by a primary school student.

Liu Qingqing found that her son was not useless at home, at least he could be a motivator. In the future winter vacation, Song Xiangyang was confined at home and followed Fang Lei to attend classes.

Song Xiangyango(╥﹏╥)o

In the next half month, Liu Qingqing finally felt less tired.

With a primary school student proofreading by her side, she could get twice the result with half the effort.

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"Wife~!"

Liu Qingqing pushed the person who approached her away: "Go take a shower."

Song Jinglin blushed: "I'll go right away."

Liu Qingqing...

This person is really not a good person. The child is watching TV here, and this happened.

Song Jinglin came out after taking a shower, and Liu Qingqing went in.

When she finished taking a shower, the child sitting in the living room had already gone to bed obediently.

"Sleep so early today?" Although there was no Spring Festival Gala and no firecrackers at this time, at least we should still stay up all night!

This New Year was more lively than in previous years because the college entrance examination was resumed and the policy changed.

Many children from rural families were able to return to the city.

Everyone in the compound was happy, and the party was also festive.

It was already past ten o'clock when the family of three came back from the army party.

Song Jinglin took the towel from her hand and gently wiped her hair, his voice gentle and tender: "It's late."

Liu Qingqing let Song Jinglin wipe her, looking at him with her head tilted, her eyes watery.

The wife was over thirty, and her face was still fair and delicate.

There were no wrinkles, and there was no change from ten years ago.

Song Jinglin was half-softened by her misty eyes just coming out of the bathroom.

Liu Qingqing stretched out her hand to his palm and drew it.

"My king~!"

Song Jinglin's pupils trembled, is it so exciting?

He had little experience and his legs were a little soft.

The two walked into the bedroom with their fingers interlocked...

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, other families would visit relatives and friends more or less.

Liu Qingqing and her husband quickly packed their luggage and boarded the train back to the village.

This time they went back for no other reason. Both the Song elder and the Liu family had received a message saying that the old Song was not in good condition this year.

Song Jinglin wanted to go back and take a look. Liu Qingqing didn't say anything else and immediately packed the things she wanted to take with her.

You can't stop him at this time. People don't have to say it.

He is so old and his health is not very good.

You don't know when he will die.

It's better not to leave regrets for others.

Song Jinglin was very moved. His wife has always been the most sensible person.

No one can compare to her.

There are not many people taking the train during this period. Everyone is busy at home during the Chinese New Year.

From Huating to Wuning, it is much closer.

The whole journey took less than 20 hours.

The three of them did not delay for a moment and went directly to the village this time.

Chapter 270 Sickness

Old Song is indeed not in good condition.

It may be that he is old and his resistance is weak. He caught a cold before the New Year.

It may also be that he lives alone. Even if he is well-off, he is not very comfortable eating and drinking. He has lost a lot of weight compared to the last time he came back.

There is a superstitious saying in the village, "Seventy-three, eighty-four, King Yan will not let you go."

It is said that Old Song will not be able to get past the age of seventy-three.

Song Jinglin looked at his father who was a little out of shape and felt very depressed.

The old man has been bedridden for a few days, but he can move.

But his legs are as weak as noodles, and he walks in a daze.

Song Lao Da was afraid that the villagers would talk about him, so he came to take care of him, but he didn't take good care of him and didn't send him to the hospital.

The Liu family couldn't go past the son, so they asked the village doctor to come and take a look.

Old Song had just taken medicine and was sleeping.

"Old Second, you're back. You guys take good care of him. I've been exhausted these days. I'm going back to that room first." Song Jingchun said this and then left.

I've heard that Old Second has been promoted, and I don't want to see him.

Song Jinglin didn't respond, but sat next to Old Song.

Liu Qingqing pulled a piece of meat out of the luggage she brought back and went into the kitchen.

Song Xiangyang had some impression of this grandfather, but not too much. After the age of seven, he forgot a lot of things.

He knew a lot of things vaguely, but it seemed that he didn't know much.

He saw his father sitting in the room, so he followed his mother's footsteps.

The train was freezing cold at that time. Even if there was a heater, it was only two pipes to deliver heat, which was not very effective.

The big pot for burning fire had not been used for a long time, and she was still a little uncomfortable with it.

Song Xiangyang had a natural love for burning fire. Playing with fire seemed to be a game that boys were addicted to.

"Mom, I'll burn it."

Liu Qingqing did not refuse, and told him the steps, and no longer cared whether he could light it.

After washing a large bowl of rice, she put it in the pot and cooked it into porridge.

Then she started to chop the meat stuffing.

She also found a cabbage from the cellar.

She cut a small piece of leaves and chopped it.

When the porridge is almost cooked, you can stir-fry the meat stuffing. After it is cooked, add some salt to taste, then pour it into the porridge pot and stir.

Before taking it out of the pot, add the "detoxification and nourishing pills" and chopped cabbage.

This pot of vegetable and meat porridge cooked for Old Song is nourishing and easy to digest.

Adding her small pills can also make the old man get better quickly.

The two of them have no grudges. Old Song's illness has delayed more than one family.

Song Jinglin waited for a while, but no one woke up, so he started to clean up the house.

It was really inappropriate for him to live in this house alone.

Old Song smelled a faint fragrance in his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Song Jinglin's busy back.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking it was Song Jingchun.

When he woke up, he realized that it was not the case.

"Son!" After shouting, he got up and sat on the kang cabinet.

Song Jinglin turned his head suddenly: "Dad, you are awake."

"Hey, hey, I am awake. I love to sleep when I am old." Old Song didn't know what he said. After saying this in a daze, he shut up.

The two looked at each other and had no other words for a while.

There always seemed to be something between the father and son, and they didn't know how to communicate.

It was not until Liu Qingqing came in with porridge that the atmosphere was broken.

"Dad, you must be hungry. Come and have some porridge." Liu Qingqing stuffed the porridge into Song Jinglin's hand. Feeding is still best done by the biological son.

Song Xiangyang also called out politely: "Grandpa, I'm back."

"Hey, my grandson has grown up so much!" Seeing a photo is different from seeing him in person. Even his stature and appearance are not as real as seeing him in person.

Song Jinglin understood and brought the porridge over.

Old Song paused when he took the first sip.

He glanced at his second daughter-in-law who continued to tidy up and his grandson who was helping. The three of them knew to cook for him when they came back.

In fact, he has never been deprived in his life. When he was in good health, his son gave him money. When he was not in good health, his son and daughter-in-law also came back to take care of him.

"Second brother, stop working. You guys are exhausted after rushing back. Take a break..."

Song Jinglin put a spoonful of milk into his mouth, stopping him from talking.

Old Song...

There is only one room for people to live in here.

It's so cold that we can't make do with the floor.

At night, Liu Qingqing took her son to Old Lady Liu's place.

As for Song Jinglin, he stayed to accompany his father.