"Which brigade will it be built in?" Meng Zhiyu asked. This question was very important. Although the brigades were next to each other, it would still take a certain amount of time to walk from one brigade to another.
Mu Ziwei didn't know either. It was already impressive that he knew about this matter before the news came out. "That's all I know. I don't know which brigade built it or how many."
"It's not just one or two brigades. The fairest thing to do is to build it between several brigades." Li Tingman felt she could answer this question. In her previous life, the primary school was built between the brigades they belonged to. "The cost of a school is not small, so each commune will definitely build one."
There won’t be many children going to school, so building too many schools would be a waste of resources.
Meng Zhiyu had no recollection of the plot about building the school. It might be that she missed it, or the author simply glossed over it, or even that this plot did not exist at all.
It doesn't matter which one it is, Meng Zhiyu has chosen to let nature take its course.
She felt her arm being touched and turned her head to look, "Sister Tingman?"
"I'm asking you if you want to be a teacher?" Li Tingman asked.
Li Qingqing was excited. "Let's go, let's go. It's so nice to have each other as companions."
Song Guangye nodded. He wanted to be a teacher anyway. "Tingman, are you going?"
Li Tingman hesitated, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Being a teacher does not mean not doing any farm work. You have to teach normally during the slack season, and during the busy season, both students and teachers have to go back to the brigades to work.
Meng Zhiyu thought of this, so she was hesitant. She didn't want to live such a tiring life, she wanted to take it easy. Although everyone knows that hard work is important, who doesn't want to give up and be a salted fish?
She now has some assets and a large farm, so she has no shortage of food and clothing. If the gold coins in the mall could be exchanged for real money, she wouldn't even go to the black market.
After the college entrance examination, she will definitely go to a university in the capital, and if nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely settle down there. Not to mention after graduation, even during the four years of school, she can't live in school all year round, so she needs to save money to buy a house, pay tuition, etc.
Li Qingqing didn't know what to think about. Being a teacher in the classroom, protected from the wind and rain, was much better than working in the fields.
She thought so and asked the same question. Meng Zhiyu and Li Tingman shook their heads and said in unison, "You don't understand."
I don't understand their desire to be a salted fish.
One died from overwork in his previous life, and the other was an older single woman who had struggled for thirty years and finally achieved the ability to buy things without looking at the price, and she really had no desire to struggle anymore.
"Don't worry, the school can't be built in a short time. You have plenty of time to think about it." Mu Ziwei had never thought about being a teacher, so he didn't understand their dilemma.
As time passed, the weather became colder and colder. One day, Meng Zhiyu was awakened by screams outside while he was still asleep.
"It's snowing, it's snowing, Zhiyu, Tingman, Brother Mu, hurry up and get up."
Just by listening to the sound, you can imagine how excited the person shouting was, after all, his voice was breaking.
Meng Zhiyu rubbed her face between the pillow and the quilt, turned over and arched her body with her eyes closed. The quilt was too warm, so she planned to take another nap.
But there is someone who doesn't want you to sleep. After Li Tingman and Mu Ziwei left the room, Li Qingqing saw that there was still no movement in Meng Zhiyu's room.
Then he ran over and knocked on the door again, "Zhiyu, hurry up and get up, it's the first snow."
Good friends should share good things together. How can we sleep in on such a beautiful and memorable first snow?
Meng Zhiyu had no choice but to respond loudly, "I understand. I'll get up right away."
He took out the clothes that had been warmed by his body temperature all night from between the two quilts and put them on. He washed them briefly before leaving the room at the urging of several people.
At this time, the drizzle had turned into heavy snow, and a layer of white carpet had been laid on the ground.
Meng Zhiyu looked up at the countless white snowflakes in the sky. She had seen heavy snowfall many times before, and she felt as if she was in another world.
Li Tingman walked up to her without knowing when, and looked up at the sky like her, "What are you thinking about?"
Li Tingman sensitively noticed that Meng Zhiyu seemed to be in a bad mood. Logically speaking, he should be happy to see the beautiful scenery of snow.
Meng Zhiyu reached out to catch some snowflakes and played with them. "It's okay, I'm just a little emotional. I've been here for half a year."
"Yeah." Li Tingman also sighed. She had been reborn for half a year, and everything that happened in her previous life seemed to have happened yesterday.
Song Guangye and Jiang Zengzhi ran to the backyard in the heavy snow. Meng Zhiyu looked at the sticky Li Tingman and Song Guangye, and suddenly she wanted to see Zhou Songbai too.
I wonder what he is doing now, is he sleeping in or watching the snow in the yard or under the eaves?
Zhou Songbai was neither sleeping in nor watching the heavy snow, but was dressing himself up.
He straightened his clothes and carefully took out the scarf, gloves and hat that Meng Zhiyu had given him a few days ago.
He touched the corners of his mouth carefully and smiled. In the end, he only took a scarf and put the rest back into the bamboo basket he had specially prepared.
This bamboo basket is obviously much more exquisite than ordinary bamboo baskets. It has a matching bamboo lid on it. This is the place he specially used to place the things Meng Zhiyu gave him.
Although there are only these three things now, which only take up a corner of the bamboo basket, he believes that one day it will be full.
The Zhou family had breakfast in the main hall. In order to enjoy the snow with her father while having breakfast, Zhou's mother asked her son to move the dining table to the door of the main hall.
After Meng Zhiyu gave Zhou's father acupuncture and medicinal baths, his body has recovered a lot. Today, it was just snowing heavily but there was no wind. As long as he wore enough clothes, he wouldn't feel much cold.
Mother Zhou and Father Zhou were eating breakfast sweetly, whispering to each other from time to time. Eldest Brother Zhou and Second Brother Zhou also had their own wives and were also very sweet.
Zhou Songbai was the only bachelor, but he didn't care. He focused all his attention on the scarf around his neck, fearing that it would get dirty accidentally.
Goudan was sitting next to his uncle, and he seemed to be the first one to notice that Zhou Songbai seemed to care a lot about the scarf he was wearing today.
He flashed his big eyes and asked curiously, "Uncle, is your scarf expensive?"
A very simple sentence attracted the attention of the three couples showing their affection, and they all looked at the scarf on Zhou Songbai's neck. They really couldn't see the difference between this scarf and others.
Zhou's father looked at his son and smiled slightly, as if he saw through everything but didn't say it out loud.
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