Chapter 54 [Update 2]

It was really hard to tell from the faces of the girls in Dormitory 610 which one was the thief. After all, something had been stolen and they were suspected. The atmosphere in Dormitory 610 should have been very tense, but they didn’t look angry at all. Instead, they all looked quite happy.

Of course, the people in Dormitory 610 were very happy. Not only would they have a braised pork meal once a week, but Liu Ping had said that she would be the one cleaning the dormitory for the next two months.

No. 1 Middle School not only manages learning, but also has strict dormitory management for students. Every morning, a dormitory auntie will go up to check the rooms. The quilts in each dormitory must be neatly stacked, just like during military training, and the floor must be cleaned spotlessly, otherwise points will be deducted.

Of course, if the room is cleaned very neatly, there will also be a small red flag as a reward. At the end of the semester, the dormitory with the most small red flags will also receive material rewards.

Each girl in the dormitory had to make her own quilt, but the person on duty had to mop the floor before morning reading. If she didn't have time to mop the floor before morning reading, she would go back to the dormitory to mop the floor. At this time, the iron door under the dormitory was not closed, so she could go up.

Now for two months, they didn't have to clean the dormitory or mop the floor. Of course, they were very happy and in a good mood.

This made the girls in other dormitories confused. If they wanted to ask about it, it was the internal affairs of other classes and dormitories, so they couldn't ask. Even the girls in the 611 dormitory of the third class were very curious and wanted to know who the person who took the book was and how he solved it.

The girls in several dormitories exchanged glances, and their eyes were full of gossip that they couldn't hide.

There is no way. Life in No. 1 Middle School is too dull and boring. Apart from studying every day, the latest thing is to hear their teacher say, "There is a student in Class 3 who loves to study and only sleeps three hours a day." But now, even this is no longer fresh.

Now another new thing has happened, and it happened to them, so they are curious.

Everyone in Dormitory 610 kept their mouths shut and said nothing.

Because Jiang Xi was in a hurry to get a book, and someone's book was due, Liu Ping took Lu Xuehua and Wang Xia to collect the books.

The others were still in the dormitory.

The lunch break time was limited, and everyone tried to take a nap during the lunch break. Those who couldn't sleep could close their eyes and rest for a while.

Some people did not sleep during the lunch break and were still reading and studying.

In short, this was a time period that could be allocated freely.

After Jiang Xi got the book, she went downstairs to give it to Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai had been waiting for a long time downstairs. When he saw her finally come down, he asked her, "Why did you take so long?"

Jiang Xi also said lightly, "The book was borrowed by someone else."

Jiang Bai did not ask again, and opened the book, "Which one did you write?"

Jiang Xi turned to the one she wrote, which was marked with the words "Author: Ximeng". "Look, in the future, if you see this author, it will basically be me. There are also my works in Youth Digest. If your dormitory has the recent issues of the magazine, you should be able to see my works."

It would be good for each dormitory to have two or three of these extracurricular books. It would be unthinkable to have every issue.

Jiang Bai felt a little regretful that all the books with his sister's works were borrowed out, and said, "Remember to bring them back later."

He read his sister's works carefully, and a feeling of pride rose in his heart.

After knowing that his sister's money had a legitimate source, he still returned the two coats that Jiang Xi gave him to Jiang Xi, saying, "I'll keep the shoes, but I don't need clothes. You can return them. Don't spend the money recklessly. Put it in the bank to save it."

He was afraid that she would not have the tuition for the next semester, so he spent the money recklessly.

Even if he didn't say it, Jiang Xi understood his thoughts and said, "I know the tuition for the next semester. I'll buy you clothes, and you can wear them."

After the New Year, he was already 18 years old, and he was at the age of being proud. He always wore the old clothes left by Jiang Song.

Seeing that she insisted, Jiang Bai casually took out a piece of clothing in his hand, and stuffed the remaining one back into Jiang Xi's hand, "You return it." Without waiting for her to say anything, he ran away.

He was tall and had long legs. He was used to running more than ten kilometers to and from school in junior high school, so he ran far away soon.

Jiang Xi did not force him. If he didn't want it, then he didn't want it. He could sell it in the store later.

Wang Yong was relieved after moving into Jiang Xi's store.

In this era, many people have limited knowledge of hygiene. Some people who don't care about hygiene are too lazy to go to the toilet. There are many people who urinate anywhere in the alley. When they feel like peeing, they just reach in and pee against the wall.

Wang Yong walked through such alleys every day. The smell of urine always lingered in his nose. There were also gossipy people who came to ask him what he was doing when they saw that he was from another place. On rainy days, the alleys were always filled with black and smelly sewage.

He didn't have much stuff of his own, just a backpack.

Just as he and Jiang Xi had expected, this street was deserted on weekdays, and no one came. Those who passed by this street were all the families of teachers and staff who lived behind the two schools.

Some of them heard from neighbors who had bought clothes that day that the Jiangnan Garment Factory had closed down, the factory director owed more than 35 million yuan, and ran away with his sister-in-law. The factory couldn't pay the workers, so they used the clothes in the factory to pay the workers. The workers were pitiful, so they took the clothes out to sell to get back the wages owed by the factory. The clothes that originally cost more than 100, 200, or 300 yuan were now only 29 or 39 yuan, and they were all good clothes.

When had these neighbors heard such bloody gossip before? One by one, they came with their ears perked up and their eyes shining to find this legendary clothing store. When they arrived at the store, they didn't hear any horn sound, and they asked Wang Yong curiously: "Young man, are you from the Jiangnan Garment Factory? I heard that your garment factory went bankrupt. How did it go bankrupt?"

Then they listened to Wang Yong's live version of the factory director running away with his sister-in-law. They were satisfied and went to see the super cheap clothes. Everyone who came to listen to the gossip bought one or two cheap coats and went back satisfied. They went back to tell the gossip to more people. Even when they went to the vegetable market to sell vegetables, they couldn't help but tell a few words of gossip to acquaintances.

People who heard the gossip immediately asked curiously, "Are the clothes in that store really so cheap?"

"How could I lie to you? It's just over a hundred meters away from the gate of No. 1 Middle School, diagonally opposite the gate of Wu Zhongzheng. The material is very good. It's priced at over a hundred yuan in the center of the street, but only thirty-nine yuan in that store. If their garment factory hadn't gone bankrupt, where else would you find such cheap clothes?"

Don't even mention that it's the mid-1990s now. Even in the 1960s and 1970s, a good cotton shirt like this couldn't be bought for less than twenty yuan.

"And that down jacket, my eldest nephew bought one a few days ago, oh, more than 90 yuan a piece, it's so expensive, I don't think it's better than the one in the store at No. 1 Middle School, the fabric is just ordinary."

Originally, it was just two familiar people chatting, but a lot of people around them were listening, and after buying vegetables, they all ran to No. 1 Middle School to see if there really was such a cheap store.

So in the afternoon, some people came to the store to buy clothes.

While buying clothes, they listened to gossip.

Jiang Xi originally thought that there would be no business in the store on weekdays, so he asked Wang Yong to open the door if she wanted to, and go in and out through the small door at the back if she didn't want to open the door. As a result, on Friday, the school gate was opened, and Jiang Xi went to the store to see that there were actually fewer clothes.

Wang Yong took out a stack of money, counted it and handed it to Jiang Xi: "In five days, I sold you a total of 87 pieces of clothing, 42 coats, 45 sweaters and trousers. This is the money, all here."

Jiang Xi was surprised: "You still have business from Monday to Friday?"

Speaking of this, Wang Yong had to talk about the gg recorded by Jiang Xi. He said with a beaming face: "I didn't expect that the gg you recorded was quite effective. Not many people came to buy clothes on Monday. They were all nearby neighbors. They probably heard about the production and went back home. A clothing factory went bankrupt, and they came to inquire about the gossip about the factory director and his sister-in-law. Then, seeing that the clothes were of good quality and affordable, they spread the word. Many people who were not from nearby heard that there were cheap clothes for sale here from the bankrupt factory, so they all rushed to buy clothes. "With

a daily sales volume of more than ten pieces of clothing, Wang Yong did not need to bargain with customers. It was very easy and not only did he not have to work hard, but he also helped Jiang Xi, so he had something to do. He was having a great time selling clothes and gossiping these days.

In addition, he was a journalist with a journalist's license. He had only been following Jiang Xi's gossip at first, but he later began to exaggerate and make his own changes. He said more and more, even revealing details about the factory director having a tryst with his sister-in-law at the garment factory and being caught by his wife.

After being exaggerated by others, the gossip about Jiangnan Garment Factory was about to spread throughout Wucheng, and Jiang Xi's store business was getting better and better.

Wang Yong said, "You should shout for two more days tomorrow and the effect will be better. If you continue with this trend, you may not be able to sell enough clothes. You'd better buy more." He was quite happy selling clothes these days. "It just so happens that I have nothing to do recently. I will help you sell clothes, and you can concentrate on writing."

He was also experiencing life.

Jiang Xi laughed, "Okay, I will give you 16,000 tomorrow morning."

Wang Yong hesitated, "Can you do it alone?" After all, he stayed in Wucheng and didn't go back because he was afraid that Jiang Xi would be in danger if he went to the Internet cafe to write alone, so he always accompanied him. If Jiang Xi could go to the Internet cafe to write alone, he would not need to stay in Wucheng and could just go back.

He thought about it and still felt uneasy, so he wanted to accompany Jiang Xi.

It didn't matter whether Jiang Xiao opened the store or not. He wanted to go to the Internet cafe to accompany her to write, which was his current serious job, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

On the other side, after a week's rest, Grandpa Jiang finally put away his reluctance and went down the mountain on a sunny day. He told Jiang's father and uncle that he planned to quit his job as a mountain patroller and go to Wucheng to accompany Jiang Xiao to school. Uncle

Jiang thought it was ridiculous to hear this: "Mountain patroller is such a good job, you just say you don't want it, you want to go to Wucheng? You don't even have food and drink in Wucheng? Are you going to beg for food?"

Thinking that Jiang Xiao had to worry about her own tuition at such a young age, Grandpa Jiang covered his eyes with his hands and wiped his tears: "What if I don't beg for food? Where will Xiao Xiao's tuition come from if I don't beg for food?"

"You can earn nearly a thousand yuan a year patrolling the mountains. It's such an easy way to make money, but you don't want to go out and beg?" Uncle Jiang couldn't understand. "If begging is really that profitable, everyone would beg, so how could it be your turn?"

Father Jiang couldn't understand either. "The family debt has been paid off, and life is about to get better. Why do you want to stop patrolling the mountains and go out to beg?"

Grandpa Jiang wiped his tears and said, "The mountain roads are slippery, and I'm old. , I might slip and die in the mountains one day and no one would know. While I am still able to move, I want to go to Wucheng and accompany Xiaoxiao for two years. "He said: "Which of you two brothers wants this job, just tell me at the brigade headquarters. If neither of you wants it, I will tell the brigade secretary and ask him to take it back."

The brigade leader is usually in charge of the production work of a brigade. Things like forest ranger work are usually in charge of the brigade secretary.

Uncle Jiang is a bricklayer. The 1990s was a period of high explosion in building in various villages. Uncle Jiang brought his three sons with him every day and couldn't handle the work. Why would he want Grandpa Jiang's job of patrolling the mountains?

Father Jiang worked in another place, and the couple earned much more money in a year than patrolling the mountains. He thought he was still young and wanted to start a big business like a quarry, so how could he be willing to take over a job like a forest ranger that would provide for his retirement?

But they didn't want Grandpa Jiang to give up such a stable job.

In the countryside, there was really no one else who had such a job with a fixed salary except for elementary school teachers.

They really didn't understand why the old man had such a sudden change of mind and suddenly didn't want to do it.

Grandpa Jiang really made up his mind and acted faster.

After he was sure that both sons didn't want this job, he asked his younger brother.

Grandpa Jiang's younger brother is twelve years younger than Grandpa Jiang. Their father died not long after Grandpa Jiang was born. Grandpa Jiang had to act as both a father and a brother at a young age and raised Grandpa Jiang.

However, when he was sixteen years old, Grandma Jiang, who had married, was unwilling to raise Grandpa Jiang anymore and gave him away. By

then, Grandpa Jiang had grown up and was able to earn a living by working.

Later, for some reason, my uncle fell in love with a young woman who had been sent to work in the countryside, and they got married. I don’t know if my uncle’s grandmother had severed her relationship with her family, and she hadn’t been back for many years, and she hadn’t had any contact with her family. After marrying my uncle’s grandfather, she didn’t have any contact with Grandma Jiang, as if she was holding back. She only focused on raising her two sons and raising the first college student in the village.

College students in those days were very impressive, and the government even guaranteed jobs for them. He was assigned to be a primary school teacher in their town, but within a year, he was transferred to Wucheng Central Primary School, married the daughter of the principal of Wucheng Central Primary School, and was given a house and settled in Wucheng. He never came back during the Chinese New Year or other festivals, just like marrying into his father-in-law’s family.

The Jiang family members are all good-looking, and the eldest son of the uncle is no exception. Because he has never done any farm work since he was a child, and he inherited the whiteness of the Jiang family, when he was young, no one could have imagined that he would never come back to the village again.

He didn't come back, and the uncle didn't say anything, and continued to focus on raising the younger son.

The youngest son of the uncle was only six years older than Jiang Song. He had just graduated from college and was assigned to a place even farther away from Wucheng, so far away that he became a primary school teacher in a town near the provincial capital.

Later, this town was divided into the provincial capital and became part of the district under the provincial capital. Naturally, the treatment of the young uncle became better and better. He married a teacher from the same primary school as them. The couple did not share a house, but bought a house there with their savings. Who would have thought that their place would be divided into the provincial capital later, and they became provincial capital residents and settled in the provincial capital.

Speaking of which, the Jiang family is really a lineage. Whether it is the two sons born by Uncle Jiang or the three children born by Father Jiang, except for Jiang Bai who is willing to stay in his hometown to accompany his parents, the remaining two children have run farther and farther. Anyway, as long as they study and pass the exam, they are all like meat buns hitting dogs, and they will never come back.

The younger uncle was a filial son, and took his grandparents to live in the city, but the old couple were not used to living in the city, so they returned to the village. It was

probably because his grandparents had worked too hard when they were young. Although they were only fifty years old, they looked like they were in their sixties. Half of their hair was white, and they had two braids, hanging on both sides of their chests like a young girl. Before they spoke, they smiled and called Grandpa Jiang in a foreign dialect that was still very different from their local accent after more than twenty or thirty years: "Brother, are you here to see Jincai for something?"

Grandpa Jiang was from the third wife, but Uncle Jiang lived with the people from the first and second wives.

Grandpa Jiang's health condition was not much better than that of my uncle and aunt. "I want to ask Jincai if he wants to do the job of patrolling the mountains. I can't be a forest ranger anymore. If he wants to do it, I'll give him the job of forest ranger."

In their small place, the tradition of the 1960s and 1970s that parents' jobs can be passed on to their children is still preserved.

If Grandpa Jiang has a family member willing to take over, this job will most likely be given priority to the family member chosen by Grandpa Jiang.

My uncle and aunt didn't expect such a good thing, and laughed and said, "Yes, yes, this is a great job, how can I not be willing?"

When my uncle was young, he carried coal in the coal mine to support his two sons to go to college. The work was tiring, heavy and dangerous.

Now that both sons were supported, they could finally take a break and planted a few acres of land.

But they no longer had to carry coal and dig coal, and they had no source of income.

At this time, Grandpa Jiang was willing to give the job of forest ranger to Uncle Jiang. Auntie was overjoyed and kept shouting, "Brother, come in and sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea." She also called Uncle Jiang, "Make money! Make money!"

Uncle Jiang was watering vegetables in the field at the back.

He looked even more silent than Grandpa Jiang, and looked very similar to Grandpa Jiang, but he looked much younger than Grandpa Jiang.

After hearing what Grandpa Jiang said, he was still a little uncertain: "Brother, are you really going to give this job to me?"

Grandpa Jiang said: "I've asked Daping and Guoping, and they don't want to do it. If you are willing to do it, I'll give it to you."

Auntie brought over a cup of tea: "Of course, of course. How can he not be willing to do such a good thing!"

Grandpa Jiang also said he was willing, so Grandpa Jiang took him to the brigade headquarters to do the handover work.

His reasons were very good: "During the years when I was a forest ranger, my younger brother patrolled the mountains for me when it was inconvenient. He knew the work of a forest ranger and which mountains to patrol very well. After he took over my job, he was able to do it immediately."

Although many people came to the brigade to inquire about the work of forest rangers, those people were not relatives of the brigade secretary, and he didn't care about their work. Seeing that Grandpa Jiang had someone to take over, he naturally gave priority to the person chosen by Grandpa Jiang. In addition, Grandpa was willing to take over immediately, and the two of them quickly completed the handover work. It happened to be the end of the year, so the brigade secretary simply called the accountant to come and settle Grandpa Jiang's salary for the year. Grandpa Jiang held the

salary he received from the brigade and looked up at the mountains that seemed to be close at hand, full of resentment and confusion.

He wanted to go to the shop opened by his granddaughter. That day, they went to the shop and saw that there was no one on the street. He was very worried. Can the clothes in the shop opened by his granddaughter be sold?

What if he couldn't sell any clothes?