Chapter 91 Preparing for the Exam
The food was stored away, enough to last seven or eight months. Even if a severe famine struck, they could save enough to last a year. This gave Gu Weidong and his family complete peace of mind. Fubao brought up Huixin and Huiru again, and Gu Weidong, contemplating the matter, asked Fubao to write a letter, which he then personally delivered to Huiru and Huixin.
Huixin and Huiru soon sent a message explaining everything, and Fubao finally felt relieved.
Next, Fubao and Gu Shengtian went to school as usual.
It is April now, and in two months I will have to take the entrance exam from primary school to junior high school. I will have to take the exam in the commune, which is a very important thing for a primary school student like Fubao.
Huo Jinyun attached great importance to this matter, believing that it was related to the survival of their primary school.
Why do I say so?
There are about forty students in the first grade of Pingxi Production Brigade, but there are only more than twenty in the second grade, and only six in the sixth grade.
In order to get the children to go to school, Huo Jinyun mobilized them door to door, and most of the children went to the classroom. However, as the children grew older and were able to work, and as their academic performance in school was not satisfactory, many children left the classroom and went to the fields.
Huo Jinyun looked at the six remaining students in the sixth grade. This was the first group of students who were about to take the middle school entrance examination in the few years he had taught them. It was also the day to test his achievements.
Only if this group of students achieve good results can Pingxi Production Brigade Primary School continue to operate better, the commune will not consider abolishing the primary school, and the children of Pingxi Production Brigade will no longer have to travel to other production brigades to go to school like before.
Huo Jinyun placed his expectant gaze on the six students.
Fubao, Gu Shengtian, Shengyin, Chen Cuier, Chen Baojia, Wang Zhuzi.
Among these students, the ones he admired the most were of course Fubao and Shengyin. These two children each had their own strengths. Fubao's advantage was his strong logical analysis ability and good memory, while Shengyin's advantage was that she could always surprise him.
There were many things he thought she wouldn't understand, but she actually did.
Sometimes I felt that she didn't study well, but when it came to the exam, she did unexpectedly well.
Huo Jinyun raised his hand and asked the children in other grades to quiet down.
There is no way, the conditions are too bad. This primary school only has two rooms. Currently, grades 1, 2 and 3 sit together in a large room outside, while grades 4 and 5 are together in a small inner room, separated by only a curtain and no door.
When he was lecturing a certain grade, the other grades would remain quiet and do their homework.
When all the children in the grades stopped reading, he began to lecture Fubao and other students in the sixth grade.
He first explained the spirit conveyed from above, then talked about the current school being too small, etc., and finally said: "So you must get good grades this time, present the results of your five years of hard study, and hand in a satisfactory answer. Otherwise, the children of our production brigade will have to travel long distances to other production brigades to attend school."
The mountain road is difficult to walk on, and it takes an hour to walk one way. This is a huge waste of time for the children. Because of this delay, parents are more likely to let their children drop out of school.
Huo Jinyun's voice was heavy, and he had high hopes for these children.
Shengyin had long known that this exam was very important. Without even thinking, she said loudly, "Teacher Huo, don't worry, we will definitely work hard to get good grades this time!"
For Shengyin, who had already had life experience, it was too easy to say such words.
After she said this, Gu Shengtian and others also said: "We will use the remaining time to study hard."
Huo Jinyun nodded with satisfaction and gave them some further instructions on how to review well in the future. Finally, he added, "Everyone should also pay attention to their nutrition and keep up with it."
Everyone naturally said they understood obediently.
When the get out of class was over, several sixth-grade students who were the focus of attention were not in a hurry to leave. They were discussing the upcoming junior high school entrance examination. Chen Cui'er was a little nervous. She felt that she was not a good student and might not be able to get into junior high school. Xiuni and Wang Zhuzi were silent and no one knew what they were thinking.
Shengyin was biting his lip and thinking about this.
She remembered this exam very clearly. The teacher was lazy and used a ready-made test paper for Chinese. They seemed to have done that test paper before.
She couldn't remember which test paper it was, but in the next few days she planned to take out the several tests she had done before and study them again, trying to know every question by heart. Then she would definitely get a full score and shock the whole commune.
Just as she was thinking this, she happened to see Su Wanru enter the room.
Su Wanru teaches them Chinese and admires Fubao very much. She says that Fubao's composition is full of spirit and that Fubao's handwriting is also very beautiful.
Occasionally, Su Wanru would talk to Fubao alone and discuss some books they had read.
Shengyin is very disgusted with this kind of special treatment.
She didn't know why Fubao had read books she hadn't heard of, but she felt that Su Wanru, as a teacher, didn't take her seriously. They were clearly on par with each other in every exam, so why did Su Wanru treat Fubao differently?
At this moment, Su Wanru was leaning on Fubao's desk and talking to her, and Chen Cuier also interrupted her. Several of them were chatting and laughing, and they couldn't help laughing. Finally, Su Wanru took out a book and gave it to Fubao and the others, asking them to pass it around in the class and read it when they had nothing to do.
This made Shengyin even more upset. Why should he give it to Fubao? Since the whole class was going to pass it around, why should he give it to Fubao?
However, when Shengyin thought that as long as he studied those test papers carefully, he would have a chance to get full marks, Su Wanru's face would definitely be very happy.
When she thought of this, she suddenly didn't care anymore.
If Su Wanru knew that her favorite disciple Fubao didn't get first place, and that she, who she didn't value, got full marks instead, she wondered how excited her face would be. She couldn't wait to see it.
Su Wanru talked for a while and then went out. She had to prepare for class, and the next class was her Chinese class.
After Su Wanru left, Gu Shengtian, Chen Cui'er and the others started discussing with Fubao, and Fubao even took out some fried peanuts.
Gu Shengtian and Fubao seem to be living a good life now. Occasionally they have boiled eggs or fried peanuts to eat. They eat the boiled eggs secretly by themselves, but they will take out the fried peanuts and share them with a few friends, letting each of them eat a few.
After Fubao divided the money, his friends were all very happy. Fubao looked at Shengyin again.
"Raw silver, do you want it?"
Shengyin of course knew this, and Fubao asked this just verbally to give himself face.
Normally, the two of them don't talk much, and they keep to themselves. That's why Fubao is not so kind as to give her something delicious.
Who knew that just as Fubao finished speaking, he heard Wang Zhuzi shouting, "I don't want to eat your fried peanuts! I have delicious food!"
Usually, the friends would share their delicious food occasionally, but Wang Zhuzi remembered that Shengyin never shared her delicious food with others. She ate it all secretly.
As soon as these words came out, Chen Cui'er also remembered that last time she gave Shengyin milk candy, but Shengyin had fried melon seeds and ate them secretly by himself, and never asked to share any with her!
Chen Cui'er felt resentful and rolled her eyes at Shengyin, pouting and saying, "Yes, he has his own delicious food, he doesn't want to share it with us!"
Shengyin pouted: "I don't even want to eat yours. It's just fried peanuts, what's so great about it!"
Of course she knew that everyone was having a good time with Fubao Gu Shengtian and was not too happy to play with her, but was she happy to play with them? They were just a bunch of little brats who knew nothing and only knew how to eat all day long!
And Fubao is the same, he is silly and only knows how to eat!
Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered the matter of food and her heart skipped a beat.
In the previous life, it was Fubao who first suggested stockpiling food. Later, a great famine did occur. At that time, their family avoided starvation because of Fubao's advance reminder to stockpile food.
She suddenly wondered, did Fubao in this life know to store food? I had never heard of it!
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Chen Baojia say with a smile: "Shengyin, how come your father exchanged so much coarse grain? What is he going to do with it?"
Now that life is better, many families eat cornmeal steamed buns. Those who live a good life are not too keen to exchange them for sorghum. After all, cornmeal can fill their stomachs, so why should they eat sorghum flour?
Chen Cui'er thought about this and was a little puzzled: "Yeah, I heard that your family also bought some food? What's the purpose of this?"
When Fubao and Gu Shengtian heard this, they looked at each other and fell silent.
When Shengyin heard everyone asking about this, he sneered, "What's wrong with buying food? My family can eat a lot, so we have to buy more food!"
When she said this, everyone burst into laughter. Wang Zhuzi simply said, "My mother said that this person has water in his head!"
Wang Zhuzi's mother is Wang Fugui's wife, and Wang Fugui's wife really looked like she would say that.
When Shengyin heard what Wang Zhuzi said, he laughed contemptuously and said, "How stupid."
But she deliberately said: "Actually, I was thinking that we might not have enough to eat in the next few days. After all, seeing that the harvest is going to be poor, my family simply stocked up some more food."
As soon as she said this, everyone burst into laughter.
It’s such a good year, and there will be a bumper harvest in a few months. Who would believe it!
Chen Cui'er simply said loudly: "My father said that the crops are growing well this year, and we expect to harvest a lot of grain. When the time comes, we will give everyone more wheat!"
"Wow, wheat!"
When she said this, everyone's eyes lit up and they surrounded Chen Cui'er and asked her all sorts of questions.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of harvesting wheat, and no one thought about what Shengyin had just said.
Shengyin of course knew that no one would believe it at all. She secretly thought that when they found out in a few months, they would regret it to death!
but……
Shengyin looked at Fubao.
As soon as she saw Fubao, she felt unhappy.
Fubao is so handsome.
Fubao was a great beauty in her previous life. She was so beautiful that everyone in the surrounding villages knew that there was a pretty girl in Pingxi Production Brigade. After she entered middle school, she received countless letters from boys asking them to "make progress together and study hard."
Fubao in this life is only twelve years old, but he already looks quite good. He has a slender figure and skin as delicate as white porcelain. And his eyelashes, how can they be so long and thick?
Shengyin lowered his eyes and deliberately asked, "Fubao, you still have a lot of food at home, right?"
Fubao, who was originally immersed in his reading, looked up when he heard this and looked at Shengyin in confusion: "Food? Not much left. Isn't the new grain coming soon? Of course there won't be much."
As she said this, she smiled and said, "Why, do you still have a lot of food at home?"
Shengyin looked at Fubao carefully. She felt that Fubao's silly look did not seem to be pretended, and she was finally relieved.
She doesn't care whether others hoard food or not, as long as Fubao's family doesn't.
Just wait to starve when the time comes!
She just wanted to see if the starving Fubao could still grow so beautiful.
After perfunctorily paying Shengyin a favor, Fubao found it difficult to concentrate on reading.
She couldn't help but turn her head and look at Chen Cui'er and the others who were chatting and laughing beside her.
Her family no longer had to worry about going hungry, but there were so many ordinary people in the Pingxi Production Brigade, many of whom were her classmates, her former classmates, and the uncles, aunts, grandparents she had known since childhood. Of course, there were some that she didn't like, but there were also some that she liked.
Those people are just ordinary people, ordinary people who will not believe anything I say at this time.
Before, she thought that this was all fate, but now her thoughts have slowly changed.
She couldn't expect anyone to believe everything she said like her parents and grandparents did, but she didn't want them to starve.
How could she help them?
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