Chapter 3232 [Two updates in one]

Jiang Wu knew nothing about his "identity" outside. After the mock exam at the beginning of the semester, the head teacher and teachers of various subjects had a basic understanding and judgment of the general grades of his classmates, which were not much different from the ranking of the grades in the senior high school entrance examination.

The only exception was Jiang Wu. After all

, this was a student who had done very well in the Chinese subject in the senior high school entrance examination, and his grades in science were also okay, and his English grades were average. However, in the mock exam at the beginning of the semester, the results were completely reversed, which was really unexpected by the teachers of various subjects.

This change... Even if he strengthened his English learning in the summer vacation, he would not have thrown away all the content of other subjects, right?

After the mock exam, Jiang Wu continued to find opportunities to start his writing career.

After a week of military training and a few days of getting to know each other, the girls in the 610 dormitory have also gotten to know each other. They no longer feel as strange and distant as when they first arrived. When they see Jiang Xi writing furiously, they will curiously put down their books and come to see what Jiang Xi is writing.

Jiang Xi quickly covered the manuscript and refused to let anyone see it.

She really didn't want people to know that she made money by submitting articles. She always felt that if a secret was known by one person, the whole school would know, and her parents would know too.

She didn't want to cause trouble.

Xu Xiuli's personality is really a bit like Lin Daiyu in the Dream of the Red Chamber of Class 87. Seeing that she didn't let her read, she pouted and snorted, and rolled her big eyes beautifully, "If you don't want to read it, then don't read it, hum." She sat back on the bed, and from time to time she looked up from above the book and was curious, "Jiang Xi, what book are you sitting on under your butt?"

Sitting on the foot basin turned upside down, it was a bit uncomfortable for Jiang Xi to sit on his butt, so he put two "Martial Arts" magazines, one he bought and one sent by the magazine company, under his butt.

Jiang Xi pulled out a "Martial Arts" magazine from under his butt and handed it to Xu Xiuli: "You want to read it?"

Xu Xiuli said in a disdainful manner: "Eh~ Who wants to read the book you are using to pad your butt."

Jiang Xi didn't care, and put it back under his butt and continued to write.

Now that time is not as tight as it was during military training, she can probably keep up a pace of 5,000 words a day, writing until the lights go out, then washing up and going to bed.

When she went to wash up, several roommates in the dormitory came over curiously to see what book she was padding her butt with.

In fact, they have too little entertainment. Except for a few students who have extra money to buy leisure books, the rest of the students basically have no money to buy extracurricular books. Even if they have money, they use it to buy tutoring books, exercise books, pens, etc., and at most spend money on a collection of college entrance examination essays.

They had already seen that this was a magazine, and they were embarrassed to borrow it because it was a new book. As a result, Jiang Xi actually used this brand new book to pad his butt, which was a waste of resources!

Although the students of No. 1 Middle School are all top students from various towns and villages, not all of them are bookworms. Many of them, like Jiang Xi, also like to read Jin Yong and Gu Long.

The girls in dormitory 610 are no exception. In fact, there are very few bookworms who rely entirely on bookworms.

After Jiang Xi came back from washing up, they asked her curiously: "Jiang Xi, have you finished reading the two copies of "Martial Arts" on your bed?"

"I haven't finished it, what's wrong?"

Hearing Jiang Xi say that she hadn't finished it, the girls who wanted to borrow it felt embarrassed, "Nothing, if you have finished it, can you lend it to me?" She pulled out a copy of "Reader" from under her pillow, "Let's take turns reading, okay?"

Jiang Xi did not take the Reader she handed over, but directly took out all the magazines she had bought before, including "Reader", "Youth Digest", "Martial Arts", "Changjiang Literature and Art", "Science Fiction World", etc., which she was preparing to submit for submission, from under her mattress, and put them on the only desk in the dormitory, "Read it casually, just don't lose it." After

all, she might need to submit her work again.

Now I have signed a contract with Wuxia Magazine and am busy writing Dasong. I don't have time to write anything else. But when this book is finished, or when I want to write a short story in the middle, will I need it again? Besides,

Jiang Xi is a person with a strong desire to express herself. Maybe she told herself from a young age not to become a nagging and thankless person like Jiang's mother. She didn't talk much since she was a child. But not talking does not mean that she has no desire to express herself, but self-control. So how can she vent those desires to express that she needs to express?

Writing.

She put all her desires to express herself into her works.

After work, why can she still insist on writing? In fact, it is also her desire to express herself, because her work requires her to be silent and keep her mouth shut.

Some people say that writing is the embodiment of your desire to express yourself.

Jiang Xi deeply believes this, and she is a person with a strong desire to express herself.

A strong desire to express herself also means that she has a strong desire to write and endless inspiration.

She may see a flower, a tree, the blue sky, the clear lake, or even read a poem, an article, a story in life, or a person, and all kinds of inspiration will emerge.

After revising the things she wrote in her essays, she can submit them for publication, and they are very inspiring and bring her income.

It has to be said that this is a kind of talent.

The girls in the dormitory did not expect that Jiang Xi actually had so many stocks. Several of them climbed out of their beds and went to the desk to flip through them in the dim light of the corridor.

"Jiang Xi, where did you get so many magazines?" They turned around and looked at Jiang Xi in amazement.

They were not very interested in "Zhiyin", but they all liked to read "Reader" and "Youth Digest".

What Jiang Xi didn't know was that "Reader", "Youth Digest" and "Zhiyin" all sent her sample issues after she left the village, and they were now piled up in the brigade headquarters.

Although the people in the brigade headquarters didn't know who sent them, they would not open other people's letters casually. They were just piled up in the cardboard box in the corner, and no one cared about them.

Maybe half a year or one or two years later, someone will open it and see what's inside.

At this moment, Jiang's mother, who had been depressed for more than half a month because Jiang Song didn't want to read again, finally remembered that Jiang Xi had been moving bricks in the kiln factory for almost a month, and it was time to get his salary.

Of course, she would not let Jiang Xi get the salary. She cheered herself up and hurried to her sister's house.

It was still very hot in September.

Seeing that her sister was not at home, she hurried to the kiln. She originally wanted her sister to help her collect Jiang Xi's salary. Now she could collect it directly, so that Jiang Xi, a little girl, would not spend the salary in vain.

Summer is hot, and the temperature in the kiln is three times hotter than other places. Even if she was wearing an apron and protective sleeves, Wang Ailan was still covered in dirt and brick chips and dust.

She is eight years younger than Jiang Ma. She was brought up by Jiang Ma and respected her elder sister very much. When she heard that her elder sister was coming, she wiped the sweat off her face with a towel: "Sister, what do you want me to do? Didn't you say before that you would ask Xiaoxiao to come over to move bricks? Why didn't she come?"

"She didn't come?" Jiang Ma's voice suddenly rose.

"Well, she didn't come. I was thinking of finding a rainy day to ask you what happened. It hasn't rained these days, and I can't find anyone to bring a message." Wang Ailan and Wang Ailian look completely different. Wang Ailian looks like her mother. Although she is taller and stronger, her facial features are tough and resolute. Wang Ailan looks like her father, with a soft face. They are obviously sisters, but one has a high nose bridge like a mountain, and the other has a flat nose bridge.

She smeared her face into the shape of a cat and took off her sleeves as she walked, "I'm not prepared for your coming. There's nothing to eat at home. Come on, I'll take you to the street to eat."

The street she was talking about was the street near the township government of their village, which was a four-way intersection with many fruit stalls, noodle stalls, breakfast stalls, etc. It was very lively.

Jiang's mother said in disdain, "Don't bother. I came here after having breakfast. I don't want to eat those things. They are not tasty and expensive." She thought of Jiang Xiao's cooking skills and refused, "You go and do your own thing. I just came to find Xiao Xiao."

"Xiao Xiao didn't come!" Aunt Wang Ailan said, "I haven't seen her since today."

Wang Ailan gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know where this little XX has gone. I'll pull her hair out when I find her!" XX is a word similar to female reproductive organs, but it is not so explicit as to directly curse. It is a word that local people use to curse their daughters.

Jiang Song's anger for not listening and not repeating and running to Shenzhen Stock Exchange, Jiang's mother originally had no outlet, but now she found a place to vent.

Wang Ailan was puzzled as to why her elder sister was so angry and said, "If Qingqing doesn't want to come, then just don't come. Why are you so angry? If I were you, I would have told her not to come. How old is she? How can she do the work in a kiln? She has studied for so many years. It would be great if she could find a clerical job in the brigade."

Wang Ailan gave birth to a son and a daughter. The son was eight years old and the daughter was five years old. She treated the two children the same. If there was no difference, there must be, but she was not harsh to them. She moved bricks every day and had no time to take care of the children, so it was the brother who took care of the sister.

Jiang's mother said angrily: "This girl is too bold. I have to beat her. I asked her to move bricks here, but she didn't come for a single day. She hasn't been at home these days. I don't know where she went to fool around. If she ran away with someone..."

She became more and more angry and panicked the more she thought about

it. The girl has grown up and is about to earn money to get married. If she ran away now, wouldn't all the money she has raised for so many years be wasted?

Wang Ailan patted the dust off her body with her sleeves: "Didn't Xingxing say that she was admitted to No. 1 Middle School? Did she go to school?"

Jiang's mother was stunned. This was really possible.

She said goodbye to Wang Ailan and hurried home to ask Jiang's father. After getting the exact answer from Jiang's father, she was furious: "She didn't take my words to heart at all. She turned a deaf ear to me. I asked her to work, but she dared to go to school?" As she said that, she wanted to rush to her school to beat her.

Jiang's father said impatiently: "Okay, she has paid her tuition. What's the point of you looking for her now ?"

"What's the point? I want her to go back and move bricks! Give me back all the money!" She went to Jiang's father with anger: "Jiang Guoping! Did you use money to pay her tuition?"

"Where did I get the money? Didn't I give you all the money I earned?" Jiang's father looked innocent.

"Then where

does she get the money?" "From selling crayfish."

"The tuition plus book fees is more than 700 yuan. At most, she can only earn more than 700 yuan from selling crayfish in ten days. You are almost fooling me! If the money is so easy to make, you would sell lobsters every day. Why didn't you bring me more than 700 yuan? Tell me honestly, where did she get the money?" Jiang's mother grabbed Jiang's father by his clothes.

Father Jiang lifted up Mother Jiang's arm and said, "You know the tuition is over 300 yuan. She can use her brothers' books. As for other tuition fees, she has no money, can't she save some money? At worst, she can just give up the school uniform."

The school uniforms issued by the school are very cost-effective. There are two sets of sportswear for spring and summer. They are hard-wearing and durable. They are rare good clothes for many students born in poor families. They wish they could wear them all year round. Even if they wear them all year round, they will not be worn out after three years until graduation.

Therefore, as long as the family is not extremely poor, they will be willing to buy a set of school uniforms for their children. After the sister wears it, the younger brother will wear it, and after the younger brother wears it, the younger sister will wear it. It can be a family heirloom.

When Jiang Xi received her school uniform, she picked a size 165. When she wore it, it was like wearing a sack. Her roommates laughed at her for choosing such a big outfit. Jiang Xi said with a smile, "Don't look at me because I'm short now, but I have a lot of stamina and I grow fast!"

The girls in the room laughed.

But they didn't know that Jiang Xi was telling the truth.

Jiang's mother was so angry that she wanted to go to Jiang Xi's school to return all the money, but she was afraid that she would not get the money and would have to pay for two trips in vain.

The round-trip fare from Shuibu Town to Wucheng is at least five yuan!

This doesn't even include the distance from the bus station to No. 1 Middle School. Although it's not too far, it's still a long distance to walk on foot.

Jiang's mother was reluctant to part with the five yuan, and she secretly made up her mind to wait for her to come back and see if she would give her a good result.

Can she stay in school for one or two days without coming back, or one or two months without coming back? Unless she wants to starve to death!

This is how she controlled Jiang Liu's food in her previous life.

At this time, she didn't know that in order to save travel expenses, Jiang's father took away all her food for a semester at one time.

Since she had the two hundred kilograms of food coupons sent by Jiang's father, Jiang Liu no longer ate salted fish and beans every day. She would go to get vegetables to eat. She knew very well that it was not enough for people to eat only carbohydrates and salted fish and salted vegetables. She was in a critical period of growth and development. Insufficient nutrition would not only affect the development of the brain, but also the development of the body.

Well, in her previous life, Jiang Xi was the beautiful Princess Taiping, running so fast.

With money and meal tickets, she didn’t pick and choose when eating. Sometimes she would order 2 taels of cauliflower, which was shredded but tasted good, sometimes she would order 3 taels of green peppers and stir-fried tofu, sometimes she would order 8 taels of pickled mustard greens and braised pork, and sometimes she would order braised pork and cauliflower together, eating a pound of food tickets in one meal.

The pickled mustard greens and braised pork in the cafeteria were very delicious, without any meaty taste, the sourness of the pickled mustard greens blended into the braised pork, and the soup was mixed with rice... Jiang Xi could eat a large porcelain bowl with rice every time.

And Jiang Xi had never eaten such delicious braised pork in her previous life.

As if to make up for the regrets of her past life, Jiang Xi would go out to eat braised pork every few days. It was like she was a completely different person from the salted beans and salted fish she had every day when school started.

But no one thought it was strange. In such a hot day, if you didn't eat the food you brought from home quickly, it would get moldy. Everyone who brought food from home would eat the food they brought first, and then eat the food in the cafeteria.

Everyone was very frugal. The most common dish they ate was 2 liang per spoonful of cauliflower. Those from better-off families ate green pepper and dried bean curd. Braised pork was mostly eaten by boys. There were also a few girls who would eat braised pork, but they were the ones who were very spoiled at home.

No one was like Jiang Xu, who ate both braised pork and cauliflower in one meal.

Sometimes when he met Jiang Bai, seeing that he was so poor that he only ate salted fish, Jiang Xu would be kind enough to give him two pieces of braised pork. Two pieces, just two pieces, no more.

Jiang Xu was very worried. If she ate like this, she would not be able to finish the semester until the end of the semester, and her food coupons would be gone. He would be even more reluctant to eat vegetables. By then, he could give Jiang Xu more evenly, so that she would not starve to death.

Jiang Xi's diet was good, and she had also changed visibly.

First, her cheeks had flesh on them, and then her breasts, which were only slightly raised, slowly swelled into small lumps. The most obvious feature was that Jiang Xi had her period.

Jiang Xi still remembered the first time she had her period in her previous life. It was also at school. No one taught her. She thought she had a terminal disease and was going to die. She was scared and sad. It was her deskmate, the girl who laughed at her and was three years older than her, who told her what was going on and took her to buy sanitary products.

Jiang Xi didn't even have money to buy sanitary products, so her deskmate borrowed money from her. It wasn't a loan of money, but she directly lent her sanitary products and told her to put them on her panties.

It was her first time using sanitary products. She didn’t know that the tape on the sanitary products should be torn off and attached to her panties. She didn’t know when the sanitary products disappeared from her pants. When she went to the toilet to change, her pants were empty. She didn’t know where they went. It probably

fell out of

her loose pants. She didn’t know. After all, her pants were all her cousin’s unwanted pants. Her cousin was eight years older than her. She was reluctant to give her the good clothes. She only wore them when she couldn’t wear them anymore. She wore big pants when they were too big and small when they were too small. Her pants were so big and fat, and they fell out without her noticing... Well, it’s not normal.

Anyway, it’s still a mystery to this day.

Later, when she had no money, she followed her grandfather and went to pick up rags and sell them on weekends. Although she didn't make much, she accumulated little by little, and with the money her grandfather gave her, she was finally able to use the sanitary products.

Now, after experiencing it again, Jiang Xi was very calm. She took her school uniform and tied it around her waist, and went to the canteen to buy sanitary products and panties.

She was not even shy. She took the sanitary products and prepared to go upstairs to the dormitory. It was the canteen aunt who quickly took a black plastic bag for her. Jiang Xi realized later that the black plastic bag was used to hold sanitary products.

Every little girl who came to buy sanitary products would do so furtively, wrapping them in black plastic bags and hiding them in her arms, shyly rushing upstairs, fearing that she would be seen.

Only Jiang Xi, carrying the bag, was as calm and generous as if she had bought a notebook.

On Friday, the students who had been locked up for two weeks were finally able to leave school. During the two-day holiday, most of the students chose to go home, either because they had no money, no food, no vegetables, or too many dirty clothes that needed to be taken home for their mothers or sisters to wash.

Xu Xiuli packed her things at noon, and when the bell rang, she immediately ran back to the dormitory, happy like a little deer, and couldn't wait to go home.

The other girls in the dormitory also left one after another. Jiang Xi thought that everyone had left. She was about to continue writing when a dark-skinned girl lying on the bed opposite the window asked her, "Jiang Xi, aren't you going home?"

Jiang Xi was startled.

Jiang Xi thought that everyone in the dormitory had left. "Why aren't you going home?"

The dark-skinned girl turned over and looked at the low ceiling. "Why should I go home? There's no place for me to live. I might as well stay in the dormitory."

The girl's name was He Xiaofang, the Xiaofang in the song "There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village. She is pretty and kind..." sung during the Spring Festival this year.

Miss Xiaofang lived up to the name of the song. She had thick black hair tied with a rubber band. She was originally dark, and after a week of military training, she became even darker. Only the whites of her eyes and teeth were white. Even her thick lips were red with a hint of black.

Miss Xiaofang had a thick lower lip, but it was full in shape. Her facial features were also regular, and she had a kind of honest and healthy beauty.

She turned over on her side, propped up her body with her elbows, and asked Jiang Xi: "You haven't said it yet? Why don't you go back?"

Jiang Xi didn't answer. She looked from the balcony to the pond in the distance on the campus.

She wanted to go back. She wanted to go back to see her grandfather and take him over.

Thinking of this, she immediately couldn't sit still, put on her shoes, stood up and walked out.

At this time, Wucheng had not yet been built. Except for the location of the county center commercial street and a few stations, the rest of the surrounding areas that would be very prosperous in the future and where the housing prices were very high were now deserted. Later, the high-speed rail station was built, and various high-end residential areas were densely populated. At this time, chickens didn't lay eggs, birds didn't shit, and mice were too lazy to go.

After entering the millennium, her best friend's father heard from somewhere that Wucheng would be promoted from a county to a city, and bought 20 acres of land in the suburbs of Wucheng early on, but the county-to-city promotion had not made any progress. Her father had spent all his money, so he had to find a way to make money and built a house on this piece of land.

First, he built a row of bungalows as a restaurant and sold food to workers on nearby construction sites. Later, when he made money, he built a row of two-story buildings as a hotel. Probably because it was far from Wucheng, and because of the improper relationships in Wucheng, it was difficult to rent a room in Wucheng, so they came to his suburbs. Some people booked a room for a month. He made money and continued to build houses, upgrading from a small hotel to a hotel.

Later, he built more and more houses and made more and more money. Originally, he built houses to wait for demolition. When Wucheng was really promoted to a city, the land he bought took off directly because it was close to the high-speed rail station and the hotel business was very hot.

Jiang Ning didn't go to the suburbs. She first went to the small commodity market to buy some vests and underwear, and then walked slowly along the moat.

There are willow trees on both sides of the moat, and the mottled city walls on the sides are old and vicissitudes of life, full of traces of time.

Along the moat and the old city wall, the two sides of the river in the tourist economic development zone, which is a key tourist attraction, are overgrown with reeds and desolate.

If you want to buy a house, there is nowhere to buy it.

The fee for this issue of "Friends" has arrived, 400 yuan, and now she has a total of 1,500 yuan in her bankbook, not counting the change she took out.

By the end of the month, on the 29th, there will be two payments from Wuxia. One is for 45,000 words at 40 per thousand before she signed the contract with Wuxia, and the other is for 55,000 words at 120 per thousand after she signed the contract.

Just by calculating these two payments, Jiang Xi felt that she was going to be rich!

Calm down! Calm down! Pick up Grandpa! Pick up Grandpa!

It's just right to take Grandpa to a big hospital in Shanghai for a physical checkup during the National Day holiday.