Time flies, and it is spring plowing time in a blink of an eye. The weather is getting warmer and there is more rain.
The spring rain is continuous, and the way to school is becoming more and more difficult, even more difficult than in the cold winter.
On that kind of muddy road, your shoes will be covered in yellow mud after walking on it, and you can't wash them. It's not that you're afraid they won't dry, because you can put them by the stove to dry. It's because you're afraid that if you wash them too much, they won't be warm enough, and if you don't wash them, they'll be covered in yellow mud and easily get damaged.
So, every day after school, I would take off my shoes and put them by the stove to dry. After finishing my homework, I would scrape off the yellow mud on the outside of the dried shoes.
It was misty and rainy again that day.
Wang Zhaozhao carried a schoolbag, a big black umbrella, and a lunch box. When he got home, his shoes and trouser legs were all wet.
"School days are so hard, and it's still a long time before summer vacation." Wang Baojia complained all the way and didn't stop even when he got home.
"Just cherish this time you have at school!" When you grow up, you will find that it is many times more difficult than it is now.
Wang Zhaozhao raised his hand and patted him.
However, he didn't understand.
I just thought that Wang Zhaozhao loved studying, so I wanted to persuade him to like going to school.
"But I really don't want to go to school." He wailed.
“…”
Wang Zhaozhao didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.
However, he couldn't escape from his homework. He was very self-conscious and knew that he couldn't escape it, so he just lowered his head and did his homework obediently.
But I bite the pencil tip every time I write.
He had only written half of his work by the time everyone else had finished, and he had even nibbled off some of the pencil tip.
Wang Zhaozhao seriously suspected that his grades were getting worse and worse. Was it because he was chewing on the pencil tip?
It was a rainy day and the lighting was not that good. Anyway, he could go to the system space library to study at night, so Wang Zhaozhao did not waste this little time and "packed up" after finishing his homework.
"Brother, you don't seem to like cutting thatch as much recently?" After packing his schoolbag, Wang Zhaozhao suddenly asked Wang Xingwu.
This second cousin always wants to cut thatch to earn work points whenever he has the chance, but since the beginning of this semester, it seems like he has changed a bit?
People who used to cut thatch even when it snowed before the New Year, now don’t even go even when it rains?
"I am a student now, and my main task is to study. As for cutting thatch...I will cut it if I can, but there is nothing I can do if I can't." Wang Xingwu was silent for a short while before answering Wang Zhaozhao.
While speaking, he was secretly paying attention to Wang Zhaozhao's expression, and his hands subconsciously tightened the straps of his schoolbag.
After hearing what he said, Wang Zhaozhao's expression brightened up and he said happily, "Second brother, it's really great that you think this way."
"...Don't you think I have become ignorant?" Wang Xingwu asked with his eyes lowered.
"What do you mean? Not cutting thatch means you are ignorant? There are so many children in the village who are the same age as you, who earned as many work points as you?" Wang Zhaozhao asked back with a confused look on his face.
Come to think of it, her second cousin is only a few months older than her, and is still two months away from turning eleven.
"Second brother, let me tell you, what you are thinking now is right." Wang Zhaozhao walked over, patted Wang Xingwu's shoulder, and said seriously.
"We are students, so we should study hard. Studying is our top priority. If you want to cut thatch, you can do it on Sundays. During the week, we should focus on studying..."
How does the saying go? Sharpening the knife doesn't delay the chopping of wood!
If we study hard now, it will be like sharpening our knives. In the future, whether we are mowing the grass or chopping wood, we will be faster than others and can make up for the time we have lost now."
Although she didn't know what had happened, Wang Zhaozhao was genuinely happy that Wang Xingwu's perspective had changed.
Wang Xingwen also came over and patted Wang Xingwu on the shoulder. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was very clear.
Wang Zhaozhao opened his mouth but still didn't ask what happened.
Judging from her life experience, it is definitely not a good thing.
Her aunt (mother) could be so heartless to her daughter, who she had carried for ten months, so how good could she be to her former nephew and current stepson?
Chen Meiru usually keeps silent, as if Huang Fangbing makes all the decisions, and appears to be very honest, but... Wang Zhaozhao doesn't believe that she is really as honest and indifferent as she has acted in recent years.
Xie Ailian started sewing shoe soles, making cotton shoes and cloth shoes in the autumn before the New Year. In the spring, as long as she was not working, she would still sewing shoe soles in her free time. When Wang Zhaozhao and others were doing their homework, she would paste the bottom cloth on the side. Of course, she heard what Wang Zhaozhao and others said, but she didn't say anything. Only her expression and eyes changed several times.
"well……"
At night, Xie Ailian pulled Wang Dahai to have a "bedside chat" and said, "I don't know what sin I have committed? My grandchildren will suffer so much..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, tears started to flow.
After listening to what happened in the afternoon, Wang Dahai didn't react for a long time.
Xie Ailian knew he was not asleep, and she got a little angry and kicked him, "Are you dead? At least say something."
"What did you say?" Wang Dahai asked in a muffled voice.
“…” Xie Ailian opened her mouth but couldn’t say anything. In the end, she just let out a long sigh.
Wang Dahai also sighed, "That's enough! Stop thinking so much. It's useless. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Xingwen and Xingwu are already so old, and they're in school now. They can't be suffering that much."
What he didn't say was that Wang Fangbing was not a fool when it came to these matters.
I didn't dare mention it, for fear of arousing Xie Ailian's anger.
Xie Ailian wiped away her tears and said, "Old man, last year you suddenly split up the family and suddenly wanted to send Zhao girl to school. I really hated you at that time. But now... whatever you want to do in the future, I will listen to you. Even if I object, I won't complain anymore."
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