Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
My older sister was teaching Yueyue to count, but Yueyue didn't want to learn. But today when she got home, Yueyue started learning to count, and in just a few days she was able to count to one hundred.
Before she even started elementary school, Yueyue could already do addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division.
This is useful when buying and selling things.
When she started school, her math scores remained consistently high until she graduated from elementary school.
Everyone in the family has their own things to do, but Lao Zeng follows Yueyue around every day, and no one else knows what they are doing.
On Sunday, Xiao Sanqiang brought two chickens and asked Song Yan to make soup with them. He wanted to send one to Grandma Qin and the other to Song Yan to help him recover.
Yueyue also wants soup; she wants to take it to Grandpa Ding's house.
Song Yan naturally did as instructed.
When Yueyue came back, she seemed a little listless.
"What's wrong?" Song Yan asked.
"Mom, there's just a stone inside a stone," Song Yan didn't understand.
Old Zeng explained, "Yueyue took two stones and asked Old Ding to cut them open."
There's a newly bought stone that has nothing on it.
Song Yan was slightly taken aback. He realized that he had too little experience in educating children and that his considerations were too incomplete.
Previously, all the stones Yueyue handled had been nourished by the space, and each one could produce good things. Is this just Yueyue's illusion that all stones can produce something?
From then on, Song Yan stopped touching Yueyue's stone.
The rough stone from which Yueyue cut out the jade wasn't very big. Grandpa Ding made a few small pendants for it.
Yueyue bought this stone for one yuan. Yueyue asked if any of the things made from it would be worth one yuan.
Grandpa Ding was startled. "Oh my! Young lady. You can't sell something this good for just one yuan."
Yueyue nodded. Let Gu San take a look, and then we'll add a little more to the price he suggested.
Gu San, who was being eyed by Yueyue, was playing with the jade thumb ring on his hand. He'd never been fooled in his line of work; who would dare treat him like a fool?
And this time it worked.
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Song Yan's belly grew bigger and bigger, and Song Yan received a letter from Wang Wenjuan.
Previously, Song Yan received letters from Sister-in-law Cheng and Wang Wenjuan, both of whom mentioned the matter of Erzhuang's wife.
Erzhuang and his wife earned over eighty yuan from the brigade last year, and Erzhuang's wife also earned some money from the weaving group. Erzhuang also earned some money weaving baskets in the spring. The couple should be able to save over one hundred yuan.
Aunt Wei has always controlled the family's money. Now she realizes that so much money is not under her control, and she can't stand it.
People in the brigade said that Da Zhuang's wife had also encouraged her.
Now, the two remaining educated youths who went to the countryside later in the brigade are not as good at teaching as Xiaoxiao.
Everyone felt that He Jianian was of questionable character, but they didn't say so out of respect for Captain Wu. However, Captain Wu knew the truth and firmly disagreed with him teaching.
The literacy classes in the brigade were disbanded, and the days of going to school for free were over.
Wei Dazhuang's family couldn't afford the tuition for their child's schooling, so they set their sights on Wei Erzhuang.
Aunt Wei initially wanted Erzhuang to return home and stop dividing the family property.
Aunt Wei told her son that he must listen to her and come home. If his wife didn't come back, she would abandon him and find him another one.
Wei Dazhuang and his wife never showed up, but Wei Ershen went to their door every day to make trouble.
Erzhuang's wife wasn't so easily manipulated; she refused to pay anything, and there was no way she would go back to eating from the same pot.
She said she wanted to be like Wei An and Wei Ping. She'd then financially support her nephew. But with his parents still alive, she couldn't even dream of such a thing. Her own daughter still needed to go to school.
Wei Erzhuang's eldest daughter is of school age.
These words stirred up a hornet's nest. When Aunt Wei came to his house, she not only made a scene, but also cried and wailed. She even said, "What's the use of Wei Erzhuang sending a girl to school? He'd be better off sending his own nephew."
Erzhuang's wife went to the brigade office, saying that Aunt Wei was in the wrong. The child's parents were both alive; it was unreasonable for his uncle and aunt to support his education.
Aunt Wei changed her mind; she wanted her retirement money.
This matter can be explained reasonably anywhere.
The current pension in the brigade is generally ten yuan a year. Those who are unable to work receive additional food rations, while those who are able to work do not.
Aunt Wei received ten yuan, but it was far from enough for her schooling.
After a few days, Aunt Wei saw that the couple were still living comfortably. Their little girl's new clothes were all ready, and she could start school soon.
Aunt Wei has come up with a new scheme. She told Erzhuang to beat his wife, and if Erzhuang didn't, she would kill herself.
Erzhuang felt that this was not his wife's fault at all.
Aunt Wei was really going all out to control the couple. She banged her head against the wall repeatedly at Er Zhuang's house until it bled profusely.
Everyone came to pull him along.
Erzhuang grabbed his mother, intending to take her home. But his mother broke free unexpectedly and pulled a knife out of her pocket.
Aunt Wei held a knife to her own neck, threatening to kill herself if Er Zhuang didn't beat his wife.
Erzhuang felt he was truly at his wit's end; the concept of filial piety was ingrained in his bones and couldn't be changed. He couldn't very well let his mother really die.
Erzhuang's wife was beaten. Aunt Wei still felt that Erzhuang hadn't used enough force, and refused to put down the knife.
If it weren't for Cheng Yousuo, who snatched the knife from Wei Erzhuang when he wasn't looking.
Erzhuang still dared not stop.
That night, while Erzhuang was asleep, his wife cracked open his head.
Everyone said that Erzhuang's wife didn't intend for Erzhuang to live at that moment.
Erzhuang was lucky; he wasn't killed in one hit. Then he dodged the brick that Erzhuang's wife swung at him again, and she didn't hit him again.
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