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"Oh my, after all these years of studying, you finally became a class leader?"
After the class meeting, they left school and went home directly. At the dinner table, Xie Ailian asked about the test that Wang Zhaozhao had mentioned when he came back last time, and Wang Zhaozhao told her that he had become a study committee member, which really surprised her.
"The teacher has already designated them. It would be inappropriate if they didn't. However, there are only twenty-three people in our class, and eleven of them are class leaders."
"Ah? Aren't half of them officials?"
According to the saying in their village, they like to use the word "official", and the team leaders who do the work are all officials.
Wang Zhaozhao shrugged. "What's the big deal? Everyone should mind their own business."
"Then you have to manage it well. Don't bully others and don't put on airs..."
"Grandma, being a class leader in school means you're just responsible for some things and serving others, okay?"
"Then you serve well."
“…”
Wang Zhaozhao nodded casually while picking up some food and asked if they had called home to find out how his fourth uncle was doing.
Successfully changed the topic.
After dinner, Wang Zhaozhao played with Wang Chaohui in the yard for a while, then played an English tape and put a recliner under the eaves, rocking it.
Xie Ailian and the others were watching a martial arts drama that aired two episodes a night. After one episode ended and the two mothers were discussing the plot, Xie Ailian caught a glimpse of Wang Zhaozhao still swaying and yelled at her, "Zhao girl, are you afraid you'll catch a cold? How long have you been exposed to the wind?"
Wang Zhaozhao: “……!”
He stood up quietly and carried the recliner back to the house obediently.
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Zhushan County, Dayun Lane.
Wang Sibing rode his bike home in the spring rain. He went under the eaves, took off his raincoat, shook off the rain water, and hung it on the pillar.
The coal stoves at home were all cold, so I just took a wood-burning stove outside, made a fire and cooked some noodles.
I never knew that he could cook noodles so badly.
“Knock knock knock…”
There was a sudden knock on the gate.
"Who is it?" He asked in a hoarse voice after swallowing the tasteless noodles.
"Old Four..." a voice came from outside.
Wang Sibing went into the house, took out a bamboo hat, put it on, and ran to open the door. Outside was Wang Fangbing and Chen Meiru. "It's raining at night. Why are you here?"
The two people who came in behind saw him pick up the bowl of noodles and eat them quickly. Chen Meiru glanced at Wang Fangbing with her elbow.
"Fourth brother, you sent our parents to Beijing... and you came home so late that they couldn't even have a meal." Chen Meiru said.
Wang Sibing smiled nonchalantly and asked if they had any business. It was late at night and raining.
"Isn't this because I knew you were back in the county and wanted to come see you?"
"oh."
Do you think I believe you are so kind?
Wang Sibing finished eating all the noodles and gulping down the soup, then got up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
When they came out, Chen Meiru and Wang Sibing were sitting in the living room and outside respectively.
He sat down again and casually asked Wang Fangbing how his sports car was doing recently.
"It's OK. I occasionally help others carry some things. Last time I helped someone deliver a truckload of goods, and I made a small profit of dozens of dollars."
"Um!"
Chen Meiru, who was sitting in the room, cleared her throat forcefully. "This kind of thing rarely happens more than twice a year, and there are risks involved."
Wang Sibing, "Really?! It's okay to help others carry some things, but transporting goods like this is indeed risky. It would be bad if the factory found out."
"I also judge people and things by their appearance." Wang Fangbing said that he knew what was going on.
Then he asked how Wang Sibing was doing recently.
We chatted for a long time but never got to the point.
Wang Sibing had asked twice before and was too lazy to ask again. They would have to tell him anyway, and it would be easier if they didn't.
Seeing that the wall clock pointed to nine o'clock, Wang Sibing had already boiled a pot of water and prepared bath water.
"Brother, you guys sit down first. I'm going to take a shower." Wang Sibing didn't urge them to go back. He went to the bathroom with water.
Wang Fangbing: “……!”
Chen Meiru: “……!”
After Wang Sibing finished washing and came out with wet hair, Chen Meiru finally couldn't help but ask.
"Old Four, didn't you say this yard would be rented out for 60 yuan a month? Why aren't they renting it?"
"People want to rent it, but I think I still need a place to stay in the county."
"Don't you have dormitories in your factory?"
"I'm not talking about normal times, but if our whole family comes back for the New Year, it would be better to have a place to stay in the county town. If we get off the train late and there are no buses to town...it would be better to have a place to stay."
"So I said, don't rent out this house. We can live here and help take care of the yard. It won't be dark when you come home, and it will be convenient for your parents to come back during the Chinese New Year."
Chen Meiru came out and spoke quickly.
"What about Third Brother's family?" Wang Sibing asked.
"What's it to them?"
"We are all brothers, so why not give it to you two and not to the third brother?"
"Can it be the same?"
"It's different. Come to think of it, I now own a share in the bicycle shop where Third Brother works. Moreover, he gave me his passbook last year."
“…”
Chen Meiru's expression changed. "You said the third brother gave you all the passbooks?"
"Yes, 500 yuan, that's all his savings."
Chen Meiru: “……!”
I almost said, "How is it possible?"
How could Wang Sanbing have saved so much money? And how could Wang Sanbing take out all the notes?
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