Chapter 167 A man's heart-warming package
"You...who said I can't understand it." Li Xiaochun's face was as ugly as it could be.
"Whoever doesn't understand knows it clearly in his heart." Looking at Li Xiaochun's angry and embarrassed look, Shang Zhen's tiredness from several hours disappeared in an instant.
It was getting dark and I couldn't see the words unless I lay down on top of it.
"Thank you, Ye Xiaomei. It's getting dark. I'll go home and think about it. If I still don't understand, I'll ask you tomorrow."
Zhou Hesheng had delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and his eyes were filled with shock at the moment. According to his understanding, Ye Xiaomei had never been to school and was recommended by the night college. How could she understand high school questions?
"Okay." Ye Xiaomei stood up and saw them off.
Li Xiaochun quickly followed: "Zhou He, don't listen to Shang Zhen's nonsense. How could I not understand it?"
"Shang Zhen, clean up." Ye Xiaomei was too lazy to meddle in other people's affairs.
It took another half an hour to clean up. When all the dishes were washed and put in the bucket in the dormitory, Ye Xiaomei brought out the bowl of rotten dumplings that had been stabbed.
Shang Zhen brought steamed bread and food from the cafeteria into the dormitory: "Luckily there's a little left, otherwise we'd only be able to eat instant noodles tonight. Xiao Mei, come eat with us."
Ye Xiaomei picked up the kettle and added boiling water to the bowl of mushy dumplings, then heated it up and was ready to eat.
"Xiao Mei, come on, you actually brought back Li Xiaochun's leftovers, throw it away quickly." Shang Zhen was stunned.
Ye Xiaomei took a book and covered the rim of the bowl, mumbling, "She didn't eat a single bite. If she didn't eat, wouldn't it be a waste of food? Besides, she spent two yuan and didn't eat it, and I ate it, saving two yuan."
Seeing Ye Xiaomei was quite happy, as if she had gotten a great bargain, Shang Zhen was no longer serious: "You really know how to live."
"We are making money now. If you don't value some small amounts of money, they will add up to a large expense over time."
Ye Xiaomei opened the book with anticipation. The dumplings inside were steaming hot. Ye Xiaomei ate them one by one:
“Mm, delicious.”
Maybe it's not just the dumplings that are delicious. Ye Xiaomei did the math: "We bought 52 servings today. After deducting the money for the meat and coal briquettes, we still made a net profit of 89 yuan."
"Really? It seems that I can pack fast enough, right? In that case, we can soon even recover the cost of buying pots, bowls, pans, and other things." Shang Zhen was overjoyed.
"Of course not." Ye Xiaomei ate the broken dumplings in big mouthfuls, and she felt that the fragrance penetrated to her bones.
"Xiao Mei, what do you plan to buy if we have a lot of money in the future?" At night, the two of them lay down, turned off the lights, closed their eyes and talked about their vision for the future.
"As for me, if that day really comes, the first thing I want to do is to invest in rebuilding the dilapidated school in my hometown."
Shang Zhen must have never seen how many children have no conditions to go to school. How many people know that Xiao Ya’s classroom leaks whenever it rains, and the tables are all bumpy, so she has to bring a bench to school.
"I mean yourself, you can buy whatever you want."
"As for me, I'll buy a space suit. It's light and comfortable to wear in winter, and I won't feel cold." Ye Xiaomei didn't think too much about it at the moment:
"And you?"
"As for me, I want to buy a car. It's so cool to drive a four-wheeler. If that doesn't work, I'll have to buy a motorcycle. But if you want to buy a space suit, you can do it now. It's only 70 or 80 yuan."
"That won't do. We worked so hard all day to earn just that little, and we haven't even made back our investment yet. We'll do it when we have more money in the future."
As she was talking, Ye Xiaomei felt sleepy. In addition, she was almost six months pregnant, so her waist would ache from time to time. She said in a daze:
"You, you better listen to the class carefully. If there is anything you don't understand, I can teach you. Don't you want to see Wang Liang chewing on the desk?"
"That's right. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten it." Shang Zhen suddenly opened his eyes. The opportunity for revenge had come:
"Xiao Mei, do you think I can make it up?"
"Xiao Mei?"
Over there, Ye Xiaomei's shallow breathing could be heard.
This time, Ye Xiaomei learned her lesson. The next day, the two of them went to the market before dawn and bought some fresh pork.
It just so happens that a lot of time can be saved after school at noon. But the problem comes. By the time everything is prepared and the students who go to school on foot have returned from home after having a full meal, business will definitely be bad and time will be wasted.
So the two decided to only do business in the evening, which not only saves time but also reduces the waste cost of preparing ingredients.
As a result, Ye Xiaomei and Monk Zhen were busy at noon, and after finishing their work, they began to review their lessons.
At noon that day, Shang Zhen had just washed her hands with facial water. When she listened to Ye Xiaomei's explanation of the study plan, she became more and more confused:
"Honestly, how do you know so much? The teacher never even talked about this learning plan."
"It goes without saying. I learned everything by reading books. For example, a book has a central idea. If you understand the central idea, you have understood the book. It's the same as solving a problem with an equation. If you understand how to use the equation, then you only need to change the question type. What do you think?"
Ye Xiaomei talked freely, her face full of naturalness, as if bathed in the spring breeze.
Shang Zhen nodded and thought it made sense, but why couldn't she do it? She always felt that she didn't understand, but she didn't know why her understanding was different from Ye Xiaomei's.
At this moment, the dormitory door was knocked open. It was Jia Nannan from the next dormitory:
"Ye Xiaomei, I just happened to bring your package to you."
Ye Xiaomei was stunned. Who would send her a package? And seeing that it was quite heavy for Jia Nannan to hold, she hurried over and continued:
"Thank you."
When I first took it, I almost couldn't hold it steady - it was so heavy.
"What's this?" Jia Nannan twisted her braid and looked up, and found a lot of dumplings on the table, so she stretched her head and looked in:
"Your dormitory is spacious. No wonder you were selling dumplings while studying. It turns out you were making them secretly in the dormitory."
"It looks like a book..." Ye Xiaomei looked at the address on the letter and her breathing slowed down. It was sent by Ma Qijun.
She found a pair of scissors and opened the box. When she opened it, she saw that there were high school books, and each one had notes. Looking at the three words "Ma Qijun", Ye Xiaomei felt that the child seemed to be inspired and was kicking her.
There were also medical books... Ye Xiaomei happily placed the books on her bed and couldn't wait to flip through them one by one.
There was also a letter inside. Ye Xiaomei's heart was like a surging wave, impacting her cardiac muscle again and again.
When I opened the envelope, I found a photo inside.
Ye Xiaomei didn't have time to read the content of the letter. She quickly picked it up and blew away the dust on it.
"Oh, good fellow... this is your partner."
"I think so!"
The sudden voice from above startled Ye Xiaomei. She held the photo to her chest and looked back:
"You two are so immoral, peeking."
"Hey, why are you hiding such a handsome guy? It won't hurt to see him." Jia Nannan said in a weird tone with a teasing smile on her face.
Shang Zhen also followed suit: "Yes, bring it to me quickly."
"No, I haven't taken a closer look yet." Ye Xiaomei secretly picked up the photo that was pressed against her heart like a treasure. As soon as she saw the endless coast behind it, her heart was filled with emotion.
"Give it to me!" Shang Zhen pulled it away, stood up and hid in the corner: "Hey, it's a soldier, he's not short, hey, it's by the sea, there's a submarine, I've only seen this on TV..."
"Shang Zhen, give it back to me!" Ye Xiaomei was so excited that she didn't expect Qijun was still thinking about him in the military area before she took a closer look.
"Hey, Shang Zhen, I think I've seen this person before." Jia Nan Nan was about to join in the joke, but stared at the photo in Shang Zhen's hand with a serious expression.
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