When I arrived at the school gate, I saw Song Jianshe already waiting there.

Lin Qiaoqiao used a can to fill a can with pickles, radishes, cucumbers, garlic, cowpeas, chili peppers, sesame oil, soy sauce, and some seasonings. The pickles were very tasty and had a spicy and fresh flavor.

I took three bottles in total today, giving one each to Song Jianshe and Ran Xue, and the remaining one to Li Xiaoyan.

Song Jianshe smiled happily when he saw Qin Ling, as if he had seen a treasure. It was rare to have such a good seedling. No matter what, he was the enlightenment teacher. If he could train this child well, it would be his lifelong pride. It was like a farmer planting a field and seeing a good seedling grow up and mature. It was the same feeling.

Lin Qiaoqiao took the can out of the cloth bag.

"Teacher Song, I made two bottles of pickles. You and Teacher Ran each get one. It's not a good thing. It goes well with rice."

It was the first time that Song Jianshe saw such pickles, so he took it and saw several kinds of vegetables and spicy red oil in it.

"Your dish is really good! You can sell it now!"

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Isn't speculation prohibited now? If I sell this at a stall, I'll be arrested!"

Song Jianshe smiled, "I'm not asking you to set up a stall yourself. You can send the vegetables to the supply and marketing cooperatives after cooking them, or sell them directly to them. Wouldn't you make money this way?

I read the newspaper every day. The current policies are becoming more and more relaxed, and there are not so many people who are picky about it! "

Lin Qiaoqiao thought this was a way to make money, but then she thought again, it was quite troublesome to make pickles, as they required oil, various seasonings, and a variety of vegetables. If she sold them too expensively, no one would buy them.

Selling cheaply would mean losing money, so I gave up the idea as soon as it came to my mind.

"Forget it. Pickles are quite troublesome to make. If you and Teacher Ran like to eat them, then let Xiaoling tell me. I've made a jar of them at home!"

Only then did Qin Ling know why his sister-in-law brought the pickles. He thought his sister-in-law was very capable. He had already blocked out the things his sister-in-law had done in the past from his mind. He liked his current sister-in-law.

Song Jianshe, "Okay, if it tastes good we will definitely shamelessly ask you for it."

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Will school officially start next Monday?"

Song Jianshe nodded, "Yes, new courses will be taught at that time. The new teachers have also been confirmed. Doctor Zhou introduced two people, and they are both willing to stay as temporary teachers.

A teacher has been sent over, so the school now has more teachers. All courses can be carried out, and it won’t be so tiring.”

Lin Qiaoqiao's mind flashed back to Zhou Mo's hesitant look that day. The original owner's childhood sweetheart was also quite interesting.

"With you and Teacher Ran, there will be five teachers in total, and the workload can be reduced a lot." Thinking of what he wanted to say, he hurriedly said, "Xiaoling will not come to school tomorrow.

We are going on a long trip to Jinghai, and we should be able to return in time for the start of school. If we miss the start of school, we will delay our return for a few days. "

Song Jianshe, "You guys are going to Jinghai? That's quite far. Okay, I know about this."

Lin Qiaoqiao felt that she had explained everything that needed to be explained, so she patted her brother's head and said, "Listen to the teacher carefully!"

"I understand, sister-in-law!" Qin Ling answered very happily.

Lin Qiaoqiao picked up Qin Chuchu, waved goodbye to them with her little hands, and then turned and left.

This time she didn't take the small path, as that would have taken a long detour. On the way she met many children coming to school, including the younger brothers she had adopted.

When they see her, they will call her "Boss". It feels like joining a gang organization. It's really interesting. These kids are so honest.

I told them to take good care of Qin Ling and to help if any emergency happened. I always told them this. I hope that the day when something unexpected happens won’t come. If it does, maybe these kids can help.

Soon they arrived at Li Xiaoyan's door, and her mother-in-law just came out to pour water.

"Aunt, I'm here to find Xiaoyan!"

Yu Li quickly stepped forward and took the child over, "I like Chuchu the most, this child is so well-behaved, cute, and beautiful.

If I could have a granddaughter like this, I wouldn't want that brat! Yan Zi is in the room, go talk to her! I'll take care of the kids!"

"Thank you, Auntie." Lin Qiaoqiao then said to Qin Chuchu, "Listen to grandma!"

"Okay!" Qin Chuchu replied cutely.

Lin Qiaoqiao went straight into the house and heard Dashan's babbling. The child had just learned to speak, and sometimes what he said was difficult to understand.

When I entered the room, I saw Li Xiaoyan dressing the child.

"Ah! You're getting up now?"

"The child just woke up, but I got up long ago. How did I have time to come here today?" Li Xiaoyan put on her son's last pair of pants, then sat aside to catch her breath. "This child is getting heavier and heavier. I can't move him anymore!"

Lin Qiaoqiao sat on the kang, "It will be fine in another year. Now Chuchu can dress herself, wash her face and brush her teeth."

Li Xiaoyan stood up again and began to fold the quilt. She was a little anxious. It was not good to be seen by her good friends. So she hurried to clean up. But even so, she did not forget to ask,

"We didn't bring the kids here today?"

"I brought her here. Chuchu is at your mother-in-law's place. She said she would help me look after the child." Lin Qiaoqiao saw through the window that Qin Chuchu was playing in the yard. She was obviously chasing a hen, but was left behind because she ran too slowly. The hen finally jumped into the chicken coop helplessly, and then laughed. The silver bell-like laughter came from outside.

When Li Xiaoyan saw the lovely Chuchu, she felt like she was seeing her future daughter-in-law. "Such a cute baby, if I could give birth to a daughter like this, then I would keep giving birth to daughters!"

Lin Qiaoqiao, "That's because you have a son. Don't blame me for exposing you!"

Li Xiaoyan put her hands on her waist and said, "Yes! I have a son! What? Are you jealous? Why don't you give birth to one quickly?"

Lin Qiaoqiao crossed her arms and said, "I won't have a baby so early."

Li Xiaoyan was irritated and walked over to scratch her neck. When she failed to do so, she could only scratch her armpits.

"Who are you, old lady? Can you speak?"

Lin Qiaoqiao hid several times but couldn't stand it anymore and quickly got off the kang.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more, and don't come tickle me!"

"That's better!" Li Xiaoyan turned around and continued to tidy up the quilt. "You! You just don't know how to appreciate the blessings you have. You don't know what the women in our village say about you. You have been married for several years, but you haven't even given birth to an egg for Qin Fang."

Lin Qiaoqiao casually hugged Cao Dashan and said, "You can say whatever you want. The mouth is on someone else's body anyway. Just don't say it in front of me. Otherwise, you will see how I will scold them! I didn't eat their rice. It's none of their business whether I have a child or not."