"Ah?" Song Jinxiu was even more confused. Didn't Xiaopang behave well? "Tell the teacher in detail."

"She was quite happy when she saw it at first. I thought the praise was finally coming, but then she suddenly remembered something and ran to the backyard to see it and started beating me."

Fatty came over and said seriously, "I think my mother did something wrong. She put the blame on me before my father came back."

Song Jinxiu became even more curious. "Then what wrong did your mother pin on you?"

"While beating me, she said, 'Who told you to pull out my little vegetable seedlings? I'll beat you to death.'" Xiaopang imitated his mother's tone.

"You're lying! I didn't touch her seedlings at all. She must have forgotten to plant them and was afraid my dad would scold her, so she made me the scapegoat."

Xiaopang said indignantly, "Teacher Song, you are an adult. Go talk to my dad. If he doesn't believe me, he will believe it if you tell him."

Song Jinxiu's face was filled with black lines. "Tell me, is it possible that what your mother said is true? Did you really pull out her vegetable seedlings?"

Xiaopang said firmly, "How is that possible? I'm six years old, how can I not tell the difference between grass and vegetables?

And I always pick the small grasses because my mother says that small grasses grow so fast and are really annoying.”

Song Jinxiu: "..."

Xiaopang asked expectantly, "Teacher Song, will you come to my house and talk to my mother?"

Song Jinxiu: "You just started school. It's not appropriate for the teacher to go to your house now. How about this, from now on, be a good boy at home and don't make trouble. Your mother will praise you!"

"I'm a good boy, what's wrong with me?" Xiaopang rubbed his chin and thought for a moment before saying, "How about I pull it out again in a few days? Maybe my mother will be happy."

"Don't do that," Song Jinxiu said. "How about this, I'll teach you how to write your name. Your mother will definitely be very happy if you can learn to write your own name."

"Really?" Xiaopang asked suspiciously.

"It's absolutely true." Song Jinxiu said.

So, today Song Jinxiu prepared a notebook and a pencil for each child.

Song Jinxiu wrote their own names on the paper, taught them how to hold the pen correctly, and let them practice on their own.

"Teacher Song, where should I put my finger?"

"Let me see."

"Teacher Song, why is my pen broken?"

"Be gentle, or you'll tear the notebook."

"Teacher Song, why can't my pen write?"

"Please use a little more force."

"Teacher Song, I can't write."

"Teacher Song..."

"Teacher Song..."

Song Jinxiu became the most handsome person in the audience and ran all over the place.

"Life isn't easy, beautiful lady sighs!" Song Jinxiu sat on a stool and soaked her feet. "There's no such thing as easy in the adult world."

When she arrived at the classroom the next day, Song Jinxiu was pleasantly surprised to find that the blackboard had been installed, a box of chalk was placed in the corner, and there were also notebooks and pencils.

Wow, the village chief is so generous!

Because we learned to write yesterday and received some praise when we got home, everyone is more motivated today.

From time to time, Song Jinxiu would lead them to sing nursery rhymes and do finger exercises.

Because I learned all of them in my spare time, so what I know is very limited.

But it's enough to fool these kids.

I can play games from time to time.

Since they were not regular classes, there was no such thing as a holiday. Song Jinxiu only gave them a holiday on the second market day.

My sewing machine has arrived and I need to go get it back.

"I've never thought shopping is so wonderful." Song Jinxiu no longer felt the backpack was heavy, and her steps became lighter!

She has been detained for the past ten days.

Although, it’s fun to be with children, but, but…

Woo woo woo, my own salted fish life!

"Sure, Xiao Song, did you buy a sewing machine? How much did it cost?"

"I heard that this thing can make clothes very quickly, but I don't know if it's true or not. I'll go to your place and try it out. You can't refuse!"

"Yeah, Xiao Song, I'll try it when the time comes."

“It looks so impressive!”

On the way back, everyone looked at the sewing machines and started talking.

"Auntie, do you know how to use it?" Song Jinxiu asked.

"Why not? I've seen people do it before. It's very simple."

"That means you haven't used it before, so what are you talking about? I've used it before, it's the one with the butterfly pattern."

An aunt pointed at the butterfly logo on the sewing machine and said.

"It's good that you can use it. I would like to ask all the aunts to come to my house more often to borrow the sewing machine in the future." Song Jinxiu said happily.

Her words confused everyone!

Then Song Jinxiu said embarrassedly, "As everyone knows, I have no place to live because I have to take care of An An.

We built a house right after we arrived, and once it's built, we need to buy some things. An An is so small. It's not easy to raise him. Do you think he's gained some weight this year?

That was earned by feeding him two eggs a day. Everyone looked up to me, but who knew that it had drained my entire foundation.

Hey, we can't let him go back hungry after raising this meat with great difficulty, don't you think? "Song Jinxiu pinched Liu Ankang's face.

"That's it."

"Indeed, you can't let your baby starve no matter what!"

“Raising a child is really hard.”

"Niu Wazi has found a good sister!"

Song Jinxiu spoke after everyone had discussed it.

"My dear aunts, I'm having a hard time! You don't know, we two little ones don't even have the strength to farm.

Even though we have a mutual aid group this year, we can't take advantage of them. They say that little brats are the ones who make their father poor.

Neither of us has any individual income, so I came up with this good idea.

I emptied my family's savings to buy this sewing machine, hoping it would supplement the family income.

Although we don't make new clothes every year, we still need to mend some clothes. This sewing machine is very fast. It can finish a piece of clothing in just two seconds.

I just hope the aunts can come over more often so that An An can get some extra nutrition. "Song Jinxiu said, lowering her head in embarrassment.

The ox cart suddenly became quiet.

If you make eye contact with each other, then it won’t be given to others for free, and you still have to take things?

"Of course. It doesn't mean that every aunt can use it. Think about it, if you don't know how to use it.

If you keep stomping around, not only will the clothes not be made properly, but you'll also have to help me fix the machine. It's not worth it, right?

Now I have to send my children to school and don’t have time to help everyone, so the aunties can find someone who knows how to use a sewing machine and discuss it with the two of them. That would be perfect!

As soon as Song Jinxiu finished speaking, the little thoughts in the minds of those who knew how to use the sewing machine came out.

Yes, this is also a craft. No matter how fast the machine is, someone has to operate it.

So I have to spend time to do it myself. It’s not too much to charge a processing fee.

The clothes belong to others, but Xiao Song owns the machine, so he just makes a little profit from it.

Everyone is happy.