Chapter 99 Exam
After a tense morning of exams, it's finally over.
As soon as Chen Cui'er came out of the examination room, she went to Fubao to check the questions. She was not sure about a few arithmetic questions and wanted to confirm them quickly. Gu Sheng, Tian Wang, Zhuzi and other boys didn't care much about checking the questions. Anyway, whether they passed the exam or not was already decided, so there was no point worrying about it. They might as well take the opportunity to see what the commune looked like.
Wang Zhuzi had two cents in his pocket, so he was tempted and wanted to take a photo.
Chen Cui'er took her own draft paper and checked each question with Fubao one by one. Fubao remembered it very clearly and told her how much the final number was for this question and how to do that question. Chen Cui'er was relieved at one moment and stamped her feet at another.
Shengyin just stood there blankly, not saying a word.
She was completely dumbfounded.
What on earth had happened? This exam was not what she remembered at all.
Recently, because she was too confident, she had been reviewing those sets of questions so closely that she had not looked at anything else. She had forgotten many knowledge points and had not been able to solve several math problems.
In fact, if she had calmed down and thought about it, it wouldn't have been like this. But when she saw those completely unfamiliar questions, she was confused, completely confused.
The mind is in turmoil, and everything else becomes a mess.
At this moment, Su Wanru asked, "Shengyin, how did you do on the exam?"
Shengyin was startled and said subconsciously: "Very good, very good, it should be good."
Su Wanru was relieved: "I hope you all get good grades this time and can successfully enter junior high school, so that our production team's primary school can continue to operate smoothly."
But when he said this, he was thinking of the famine in front of him.
I wonder if parents were even more reluctant to send their children to school during the famine.
After leaving the commune's middle school, Huo Jinyun took them to a noodle restaurant. Noodle restaurants at that time were naturally new and luxurious to these country bumpkins who had never left the village. Looking at the shiny tables and lime-plastered floors inside, they were embarrassed to step in.
Huo Jinyun took out two dollars and asked the waiter for seven bowls of noodles. Each bowl cost twenty cents, for a total of one dollar and forty plus some meal tickets.
Not to mention Su Wanru, even Fubao felt embarrassed: "Teacher Huo, we have money. My mother gave us some before we left."
Su Wanru also said: "How can I let you spend this money!"
It's not like I have too much money to burn.
As he said this, he was about to take out money.
Huo Jinyun: "Forget it. I've been the principal of our elementary school for five years. Finally, the first class is graduating, and I want to treat them to a nice meal. Besides, I'm the principal, so I get a salary, and I can't spend it all by myself anyway."
His words were somewhat emotional. Su Wanru saw this and paused, then said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll let you go."
But I was thinking in my heart, yes, he only earns twelve dollars a month, how could he be short of food? Wouldn’t he be hungry?
Huo Jinyun wanted to treat them, and Fubao and the others felt a little embarrassed, but Huo Jinyun insisted, so they didn't say anything. They began to secretly plan in their hearts that they could use the money they had to take photos.
This is a state-owned noodle shop, where they serve knife-cut noodles topped with rich broth.
These days, eating noodles made of wheat flour is a luxury, let alone this kind of thick and large sliced noodles. When the children saw it, their eyes lit up, they buried their heads in the noodles, slurping them up, and ate them with such delicious and refreshing taste.
Huo Jinyun and Su Wanru looked at each other as they saw the children eating happily.
After five years, five years of their youth, they finally trained the first batch of graduates from the Pingxi Production Brigade.
It would be a lie to say that they didn't feel emotional. The two of them couldn't help but smile as they looked at the group of children who were eating with grease on their mouths.
After walking out of the noodle shop, Gu Shengtian still didn't forget to take pictures. Gu Shengtian kept nagging him about it, and Wang Zhuzi also started to think about it.
So everyone discussed it and went to the photo studio to ask. They found out that it cost 24 cents to take a photo.
Chen Cui'er and Wang Baojia felt around and thought they had enough, but Wang Zhuzi was dumbfounded: "I only have two cents!"
Gu Shengtian raised his eyebrows: "It's nothing, I have three cents, I can lend you four cents."
Wang Zhuzi's sadness turned into joy, and he put his arm around Gu Shengtian's shoulders: "Good brother!"
Everyone went over and told the people at the photo studio, and then they went in one by one to take pictures.
When it was Fubao's turn, the studio photographer's eyes lit up: "Little girl, would you like to take a big photo, the kind that can be put in a shop window, with some color?"
Fubao looked at the price next to it and shook his head: "I'll just take 24 cents."
She also wished she had a photo. A small black-and-white photo costing twenty-four cents would be enough, very clear.
The master saw through Fubao's thoughts and said with a smile, "Little girl, we'll take your photo today for free. The only condition is that you agree to hang the photo in the window outside, okay?"
Fubao's eyes suddenly lit up.
No one knows her anyway, so he can just hang the photo wherever he wants. It’s free to take photos, what a great thing!
Gu Shengtian, Chen Cui'er, and the others nearby all said in unison, "We want to take photos for free, too. We can also agree to hang the photos in the window!"
Master: "...You can't do it, only she can."
Gu Shengtian and Chen Cuier: "..."
The master here was taking pictures of Fubao seriously, and Fubao also posed according to the master's requirements. He held a plastic flower in his hand, raised his hand, tilted his head slightly, and grinned. The background curtain behind him was no longer simply white, but a beautiful background of the mountains and rivers of the motherland.
"Lick your lips, lick your lips! Smile again."
There was no lipstick in this era. When you lick your lips, they will reflect light slightly, making you look beautiful and energetic in the photo.
Fubao licked his lips and smiled as requested.
The photographer took the picture with a click.
After taking a closer look, I was very satisfied. This little girl is really pretty. Her photo would be a great showpiece if displayed in a window.
Su Wanru looked at a group of children taking pictures and couldn't help laughing: "These kids are so fun, look how happy they are!"
Huo Jinyun glanced at Su Wanru and asked, "Do you want to take a picture?"
Su Wan is now 23 years old, and she probably hasn't taken a photo since she went to the countryside.
Su Wanru hurriedly shook her head: "Why? No! I won't spend that extra money."
Huo Jinyun was silent.
He knew that Su Wanru's family had been in trouble recently, so her conditions were not as good as before. She now sent all her salary directly back home and was very strict with herself.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Take a picture. I'll treat you."
Su Wanru: "Hey, hey, how can I be so embarrassed? You already treated me to noodles and asked me to take pictures. I still can't repay this debt!"
Huo Jinyun smiled: "I didn't ask you to pay it back."
At this time, Fubao and the others also heard it and ran over to make a noise: "Teacher Su, you can take the picture. I still have more than 10 cents left, and Brother Shengtian also has more than 10 cents. We can put it together for you."
Seeing everyone talking excitedly, Su Wanru simply agreed to take the photo. However, there was no way she could ask them for money, so she insisted on paying for it herself. Huo Jinyun insisted on asking her to take the photo: "I'm the principal, I have the final say."
Su Wanru smiled: "Oh, you!"
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I heard that the exams were postponed this year due to the heavy hail, but in order to ensure the smooth admission and start of school for the next junior high school class, the teachers worked overtime to mark the papers, so the results will be released four or five days after the exams.
Huo Jinyun, Su Wanru and others were naturally looking forward to this result. This was the answer sheet they were about to hand in after five years of teaching. This exam was not only a test for Fubao and others, but also a test for the two of them as teachers.
Liu Guizhi asked Fubao and Gu Shengtian, and then pressed Gu Shengtian's head to let him check the answers. Knowing that Fubao did very well in the exam and Gu Shengtian also performed well, she breathed a sigh of relief.
We work so hard to support our children in going to school, and of course we hope that they can get good grades, so that we can be proud of ourselves.
Otherwise, the neighbors would start nagging, saying that it is not a good idea for a child of this age to go to school, and that he should go to work and earn work points. Besides, Fubao will get married sooner or later, so what's the point of studying? He should stay at home and learn how to weave and sew clothes so that he won't be bullied after he gets married.
This is a simple idea of rural people, and it is also for Fubao's own good, but Liu Guizhi felt uncomfortable listening to it.
She felt that since Fubao loved reading, she should be allowed to read. Fubao was a blessed child and a sensible child. She should be able to get what others could get. How could she not read at such a age and do evil things? She couldn't be blind when she grew up. Besides, why couldn't girls read more?
The three children of Liu Zhaodi's family have all dropped out of school and stopped studying a long time ago. Liu Guizhi doesn't think much of them.
Therefore, if Fubao and Shengtian can get good grades, they will be proud of themselves and can also shut up those people and ask them to stop nagging. It is annoying to hear such "it's for your own good" words too much.
Just when Liu Guizhi was looking forward to the results coming out soon, Nie Laosan's wife was already showing off everywhere.
Originally, Mrs. Nie Laosan was just like everyone else in the village, thinking that it didn't matter whether Shengyin went to school or not. However, Shengyin had done well in her studies in the past two years, and many people praised her for her good Shengyin.
Some of the things that happened in the past few years were really terrible, especially giving Fubao to the Gu family. I was so angry that I wanted to spit out blood and slap myself a few times. I was also laughed at by others.
Now that Shengyin has managed to do well, she is of course happy. She is now hoping that Shengyin can get first place right away.
"We must suppress Fubao. We can't be worse than Fubao!"
Nie Laosan's wife said this through gritted teeth.
"Yeah, I know..."
Shengyin was nervous and felt unsure, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem too bad. She knew all the answers to those questions, but she was not sure in the rush. If she was lucky, she might still do better than Fubao, right?
No matter how good Fubao is, he hasn't been reviewing well recently.
After thinking about this, Shengyin secretly had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Nie Laosan's wife thought about this and felt very proud: "You get the first place in the exam and suppress Fubao. When they are hungry, we have a mountain of food at home and can eat as much as we want. How great! Then we can let these fools see that we are living a good life! As for Fubao——"
No matter whether she can bring good luck or not, the Gu family will still starve!
Thinking of this, Nie Laosan's wife was extremely proud. When she was proud, she became carried away and inevitably talked about it with others. So one day when she was weeding in the field, Nie Laosan's wife talked about how good her son was at studying and that he would definitely get a good rank in the exam this time.
When others heard this, they couldn't help but curl their lips: "Fubao is good at studying, just as good as your Shengyin!"
Nie Lao San's wife: "That's nothing. She's definitely not as good as my Shengyin. My Shengyin did well on the test this time. She said she got every question right!"
Those around who heard this were not very happy. One of the weeders wiped his sweat and asked Nie Lao San's wife with a smile: "Hey, Lao San's wife, your family's life is getting better and better. I heard that your family has stockpiled food in advance?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around them felt sad.
Food, food, this is the pain in everyone's heart.
If they knew there would be this disaster in advance, they would definitely stock up some food first. In the past few years, the weather has been good and everyone has been living a hard life. They have saved a little money, so it is still possible to buy some food on the black market.
Why did others know to stock up in advance, but I didn't? It must be that they got some advance information.
But how could they know the news in advance?
Those who were weeding around were all looking at Nie Laosan's wife, and there was something wrong in their eyes.
Nie Laosan's wife shuddered and suddenly realized something.
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