Chapter 097 Brother Wenfeng taught her
She lowered her eyes and looked at the blisters on her palms that had formed from working. She had clearly pierced them before picking up the child from school. Ah Li...how did she still see them?
No wonder the child never let her do this or touch that.
It turned out that she was afraid that she would get hurt by the blisters.
This child...
Fan Qingyi looked at her eldest daughter and sighed softly.
She smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"I stepped on the road you left behind. It's very solid. I had to use a hook to dig hard, soften it, plant vegetables, and water it. How could it not hurt?"
Li Liuli raised her eyes, not looking at Fan Qingyi's eyes, but only at her hands.
[My hands are swollen. Mom must be afraid that we would feel bad, so she deliberately said it didn't hurt. ]
Her eyes turned red as she thought about it.
Seeing that she wanted to cry, Li Zhenzhu was at a loss for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned red, "Mom, your palms are rotten..."
Fan Qingyi hurriedly said no, "That's scratched by nails."
"Why did you scratch it with nails?"
Li Zhenzhu held the back of Fan Qingyi's hand and looked at her broken palm.
Fan Qingyi choked, immediately pulled back her hand, and changed the subject, "It's okay, Mom doesn't hurt anymore, don't you want to swing? Go sit down, Mom will push you..."
"Awooo~!"
An adult insect stood up slowly, walked behind the swing, and patted the swing stool with its claws.
Li Zhenzhu squeezed Li Liuli, "Sister, is it for us to sit on it?"
"Yes."
Li Liuli didn't ask any more questions, and pulled Li Zhenzhu over to sit down. The big bug waited for them to sit firmly, then grabbed the ropes on both sides, and pushed the two of them to swing slowly with its claws.
Fan Qingyi, "..."
For a moment, her heart stopped beating.
But it must be said that the big bug solved her problem.
She nodded gratefully to the big bug.
The big bug ignored her.
The two sisters slowly let go, talking and laughing, and the swing swung higher and higher.
Fan Qingyi saw that the big bug knew what was going on, so she didn't interfere.
While watching the three sisters play, she calculated when the rice and wheat in the field would mature, and whether to switch all the fields to paddy field mode to grow rice in the next season, or switch back to growing wheat.
Then calculate how many points are needed to reach level 30.
More importantly, how to cash in these things...
The next morning, Fan Qing got up early and wanted to go to the space to cook, and found that her eldest daughter was already up.
Smoke was coming out of the chimney of the stove.
She buttoned her clothes and went into the stove.
Li Liuli looked up when she heard the noise and smiled, "Mom, are you awake? Breakfast will be ready soon. I got rice from the space and cooked vegetable porridge. Little sister can also drink it."
Fan Qing glanced at the loofah pancakes being baked in the small pot, sighed, and wiped the flour off her daughter's face.
"You are still growing, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"I woke up." Li Liuli smiled with a frown.
Fan Qingyi stroked her slightly dry face and smiled helplessly, "Ali, Mom didn't do well before, Mom is working hard to change, you don't need to be so sensible, understand?"
Li Liuli's smile paused, and after a moment, she shook her head.
"I want to protect you, too."
Fan Qingyi's nose suddenly felt sore, and a layer of steam suddenly rushed out of her eyes. She looked at her daughter's black and white eyes, and felt a sob in her throat.
"Silly child, you are only ten years old..."
"Mom, big sister, why did you get up so early?"
Li Zhenzhu, wearing a tube nightgown full of patches, rubbed her eyes and stood by the door of the stove.
Li Liuli poked her head out from behind Fan Qingyi, "Zhuzhu, go wash your face, we can eat soon. We are far from the school, so we have to leave early."
"Oh, okay." The pajamas in Li Zhenzhu's eyes had not yet disappeared, and she obediently went to change her clothes.
Fan Qingyi had returned to normal and smiled, "I'll go to the space to get some more water."
After breakfast, Fan Qingyi carried Xiao Shanhu and sent the two of them to the town entrance. Li Liuli told her that she didn't need to pick them up today because they already knew the way.
Fan Qingyi looked at her little adult appearance, feeling relieved and distressed.
After the two walked away, Fan Qingyi went to the place where Jiang Yanhong said they sold vegetables. It was the site of the black market in the past, but now that it was open, there were more people gathering there.
One person carried a basket and a bag, put them on the ground and started shouting.
Most of them are grown at home. The fresh ones are more expensive. The ones left over from yesterday are sold again. The wilted ones can't be sold at a high price.
Fan Qingyi bought a few cabbages and cut a piece of tofu at the street corner and put it in the space, planning to make cabbage stew with tofu in the evening.
After leaving the black market, he calculated the time and went to the elementary school near the textile factory.
On the iron gate, there were several large round pieces with the words "Textile Factory Liuxiaowu" written on them.
She asked outside the door, and the security guard shook his head, "I don't know, you have to ask the teachers inside..."
As they were talking, someone was walking towards the school gate not far away. The security guard pointed at the man and said, "That's Teacher Cao, you ask him, he will definitely know."
Fan Qing thanked him and suppressed the panic in her heart that wanted to escape, so she hurried over in two or three steps and called for help.
"Teacher Cao."
The man paused, looked at her, and asked in confusion, "Who are you? The parent of which student?"
"No, I live nearby, and I came to ask how to transfer my child to our Textile Factory 6th Elementary School."
"The school does not accept transfer students midway. If this parent wants to transfer the child, he can wait until the end of the semester or before the beginning of the semester, and take the transfer student examination organized by our 6th Elementary School. Anyone with good grades can get in."
After Teacher Cao finished speaking, he nodded to Fan Qingyi and continued to walk quickly to the school.
Fan Qingyi was surprised, "It means that as long as the child's grades are good, he can transfer, right?"
Teacher Cao replied yes.
"Now that we've missed the time, is there any other way? Our child has always been a good student."
Fan Qingyi hurriedly chased Teacher Cao into the campus. Teacher Cao stopped and frowned at her, "If you miss the exam, there is no other way. Comrade, please don't follow me anymore."
"I'm sorry." Fan Qingyi paused, a little bit at a loss for a moment, and hurriedly apologized.
Teacher Cao waved his hand, raised his foot and continued to walk inside.
Fan Qingyi was a little anxious. She didn't want her daughter to be too close to Shanhe Village, because she was not sure what the Li family would do next time.
She clenched her hands, and suddenly remembered that Li Wenfeng bought a lot of things and went to the villages one by one to give benefits and let them speak for him. Suddenly,
her mind became clear.
Yes, Brother Wenfeng taught her.
[Mom, give gifts. When you ask someone to do something for you, you have to give gifts even if it’s someone you know. We don’t know them, so if we don’t give gifts, it will definitely not work.]
The little baby voice gave advice in her heart.
Fan Qingyi looked down at her and forced a smile. The next second, she took out a few eggs with sesame sauce from Xiao Shanhu’s belly covered by the sheet.
Then, she walked over in two or three steps and stuffed them into Teacher Cao’s hand.
"Teacher Cao, we only need one opportunity. My two children are both very good at studying..."
Teacher Cao frowned, obviously a little impatient. He glanced at the few inconspicuous eggs in his hand and was about to push them back.
Fan Qingyi said hurriedly, "This is the sesame sauce egg I made myself. Please try it and give me your opinion. It doesn't matter whether it is good or not."