Chapter 11 Processing

The group stood there for a while before a tractor arrived.

He Jinqiu happily pulled her daughter up and spread out the cloth bag in her hand for her daughter to sit on.

After what happened just now, her heart is still floating.

Because of her daughter's repeating a grade, Ding Guixiang had been talking to her about it over and over again in the past two months. Today, she had finally gotten back at him, and she felt very relieved.

In the past, no matter what she said, it seemed like she was just making excuses for her daughter.

Just now, my daughter aroused everyone's empathy with just a few words.

Indeed, people still need to read more so that what they say can be organized.

After shaking for more than half an hour, we arrived at the town.

Meng Shulan had to go to school first to get her books and things back, and He Jinqiu had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. The mother and daughter agreed to meet at the tailor stall next to the supply and marketing cooperative.

The school is closed today and the big iron gate is open, but the security guard is there and recognized Meng Shulan.

Isn’t this the female student who broke into the school gate yesterday?

The security guard stopped Meng Shulan and asked her what happened yesterday.

Meng Shulan first apologized, and then asked the uncle to invite the head teacher of the repeat class over.

It's really hard to talk about what happened between her and Han Ning.

The head teacher of the repeat class is named Zhang. He is the Chinese teacher of the class, an old man who is about to retire.

When Teacher Zhang saw Meng Shulan, he asked her about how she left school yesterday. He was relieved to hear that she just went home.

"If you have any problems in the future, you have to tell me. I was planning to go to your house to ask you this morning."

Meng Shulan usually has excellent grades in school and is well-behaved and obedient. All teachers of various subjects like her very much.

Yesterday, the incident between her and Han Ning caused quite a stir, and it spread throughout several classes in the second year of high school. If she ran away like that, it would definitely cause people to worry.

Teacher Zhang added, "By the way, I asked Ye Ran to go to your house to see if she came over."

Ye Ran is from the same village as Meng Shulan, and is the treasure of the village chief.

Meng Shulan shook her head, "I don't know, I haven't seen her."

Yesterday, the fact that Ye Ran sent dumplings to Han Ning was exposed. She must be hating herself to death now and she doesn't have the face to come over.

Teacher Zhang frowned but didn't say much. When he heard that Meng Shulan had returned to school to get something, he explained to the security guard.

Of course, she couldn't tell me what happened yesterday. She just thought she had something urgent to do and didn't have time to pay attention.

With the class teacher present, the security guard naturally had nothing to say.

On Sundays, the doors of classrooms and dormitories were locked.

Teacher Zhang took the key, walked Meng Shulan over, and helped her open the door.

On the way, Teacher Zhang talked about how the incident yesterday was handled.

"I have already checked with my classmates about the matter. It is indeed Han Ning who is wrong. Don't worry, I have already criticized him seriously. I will find a time tomorrow to have him formally apologize to you."

Is it enough to just apologize? Meng Shulan smiled, "Teacher Zhang, I know you have your own difficulties, so I will try my best to be patient with you this time, but the premise is that Han Ning can recognize his mistakes and stop making the same mistakes again and continue to bother me."

Han Ning's uncle is the vice-principal of the school, so it is somewhat difficult to get him to be punished and write a self-criticism.

Teacher Zhang is almost at retirement age, and he certainly doesn't want anything unpleasant to happen in the last two years.

Meng Shulan understood, and she had also thought about this matter.

The important thing now is to prepare seriously for the college entrance examination next year and deal with the things at home. As for Han Ning, as long as he behaves himself and doesn't bother her, and doesn't give her a reason to retaliate against him, she can let him go his own way.

But if that person insisted on coming here to commit suicide, there was nothing she could do.

Han Ning has his uncle and he also has a brother who is a company commander in the army.

If a quarrel really breaks out, it will depend on who is right.

When Teacher Zhang heard this, he nodded quickly.

"Don't worry, this won't happen again."

Meng Shulan: "Okay, Teacher Zhang, I'll trust you this time."

After taking some books and her own things from school, Meng Shulan carried them to a tailor stall not far from the supply and marketing cooperative.

He Jinqiu was already waiting there, talking to the stall owner.

The stall owner was a woman in her forties or fifties, dressed fashionably and neatly, with her hair tied up with a hairpin of unknown material. She was pedaling a sewing machine, looking very happy.

The woman's name was He Saijun. She was Meng Shulan's aunt and He Jinqiu's biological sister.

The two sisters were only two years apart in age, but because He Saijun married well and knew how to operate a sewing machine, she worked as a tailor in the commune before the reform and opening up, and could use her working hours to offset work points every month.

In the past two years, the policies have been relaxed and the land has been distributed to households. He Saijun used his connections to register with the supply and marketing cooperative and set up a sewing machine to do business.

In the eyes of ordinary villagers, He Saijun is lucky, she married well, is capable, and has food to eat without having to work in the fields. She lives a better life than others. Which woman would not be envious?

Just like He Jinqiu, he also envied his sister, but his look was more complicated than that of others.

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"mom."

Meng Shulan walked over.

When He Jinqiu saw his daughter, he immediately took the things from her hands and put them into the small backpack.

Meng Shulan also greeted He Saijun.

He Saijun also asked her, "How is your study recently? You failed in the first half of the year, are you sure about next year?"

Ever since Meng Shulan repeated her grade, everyone who sees her would ask her this question.

It’s not that I really care about you, but today’s college students are too precious. If my family doesn’t have one, I don’t want other families to have one.

Especially those relatives and sisters who are secretly competing with each other, sometimes they just can't stand seeing the other one doing well.

Meng Shulan smiled and said, "It's OK, no big problem."

He Saijun: "Oh, you are quite confident. Then I will wait for your good news. If you pass the exam, please find someone to let me know."

Meng Shulan nodded, "Okay."

All three of them laughed at once.

Just at this time, Meng Shulan's sister Meng Changli came over with her two daughters.

Meng Changli is 26 years old this year. She looks a bit like Meng Shulan, both of them have big eyes and double eyelids. Although her skin is not as good as Meng Shulan's, it is much better than that of ordinary villagers. She is relatively tall, about 1.7 meters, with her hair tied up, revealing a smooth forehead. There is a heroic look between her eyebrows. Just by looking at her appearance, you can tell that she is a cheerful person.

Before they could exchange pleasantries, Meng Changli said, "Mom, Shulan, there's some wool for sale over there. No tickets needed. Hurry up and go take a look."

In the 1980s, some hot-selling goods still had to be purchased with tickets.

Meng Changli was married in the next village, which was not far away. It only took her about 20 minutes to walk to her parents' home. She went home almost every week and often saw Meng Shulan. They were very casual with each other in daily life.

When Meng Shulan saw her sister and her two little nieces, she was so happy that her eyes turned red.

She held her little niece in her arms, her eyes following her sister, her heart trembling.

Meng Changli didn't notice her sister's feelings at all. She was only thinking about buying wool, so she pulled her eldest daughter in front to lead the way.

"Mom, Shulan, hurry up, there are so many people around here buying things. If you go too late, they will be sold out."

As the weather is getting colder, it would be great if I could knit a sweater to wear to keep warm.

But when they got there, they found that the pile of wool that was there before had been snatched up almost completely, and the remaining wool was surrounded by a dozen women, so there was no place for them! Meng Changli cried out in shame.

Behind the wool stall, Gu Hansong, who was leaning against a mule cart and thinking about something, saw several people coming. He had an idea and called a young man selling goods and asked him to keep some wool.

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