That same day, Xu Yan and Xie Zhuo discussed and agreed on the matter of sending Da Bao and Xiao Bao to school, since they had already promised them.
Besides, it's usually just the two of them playing together. Occasionally, there's a little boy named Shuanzi, but he hasn't come since yesterday because he has to go to the fields with his parents to earn work points.
So now, the most idle people in the entire Qingshan Production Brigade are Xu Yan, Da Bao, and Xiao Bao.
But to his surprise, Xu Yan had just sent the two little ones to school when the school closed for the afternoon.
Xu Yan was stunned. Just yesterday she was telling Xie Zhuo that she didn't know what was wrong with the school these days, that they didn't have summer vacation, and then the school suddenly started having a break.
"I was a bit excited yesterday and forgot about it," said the old math teacher. "The school will have a two-month break starting from the autumn harvest, and then it will reopen. There will also be a two-month break in winter, with a one-month break before the Lunar New Year and a one-month break after that."
Xu Yan listened, completely stunned.
She had never seen a holiday like this before. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Who made this decision?"
The old man lifted his eyelids and glanced at her. "Me? Do you have a problem with that?"
Xu Yan was unusually embarrassed, and she gave a dry laugh, "No."
This old man looked so much like her mentor from her previous life. When the two of them looked at each other, she couldn't help but recall those days when she was tormented by her graduation thesis.
Her advisor always said the same thing: "Is this the conclusion you came to?"
During that time, she even had nightmares about running programs.
It was absolutely unbearable.
Finally, the previous life was thrown to the back of the world, but unexpectedly, I met someone from another world who looked very similar to me...
When Da Bao and Xiao Bao heard that there was a holiday, they were a little confused. When they saw other children running out excitedly as soon as they heard that they didn't have to go to school, they were even more confused.
Xu Yan explained to the two of them why they didn't have to go to school, and promised to make a beautiful little schoolbag for each of them when school started.
Of course, given her skill level, they'll probably never be able to go to school without carrying a schoolbag for the rest of their lives.
Anyway, two months is still a long time, so there's no rush. Xu Yan finally had time to pick up the clothes she had made before.
There weren't many people at the tailor shop this time. Tailor Xue was sitting next to the sewing machine, doing something. He was the only one in the shop; the girl who had glared at Xu Yan last time wasn't there.
Xu Yan knocked on the wide-open door.
Xue Ning turned her head away.
The two exchanged a glance, and Xu Yan took out the receipt for picking up the clothes and placed it on a long table by the door. "I'm here to pick up the clothes. They were made when I went to the market last time."
“Yes, I remember,” Xue Ning said, still a little stunned. She looked at Xu Yan and then turned her gaze to the two children beside her.
Then he stood up to get the clothes that had already been made.
Xue Ning's craftsmanship is truly excellent. Xu Yan knew this when he saw the ready-made clothes hanging up last time he came. But when he made clothes for the two little ones, he couldn't help but praise him again in front of him, "They're so beautiful."
After saying that, she held the clothes up to Da Bao and Xiao Bao and compared them.
"Do you like it?" Xu Yan asked.
“I like it,” Da Bao replied immediately. “It looks good.”
Xiao Bao nodded in agreement, indicating that he was very satisfied with the clothes.
Xue Ning had been secretly observing the relationship between the two children in front of her and the girl who looked quite young.
They are probably not mother and children; both children look to be five or six years old.
Are they siblings?
They are all good-looking, especially their eyes, which are very big.
As Xue Ning was guessing, he saw a hand suddenly reach out in front of him.
“This is the remaining money,” Xu Yan said. “Count it.”
Xue Ning's gaze lingered on her hand for a second before she came to her senses, took the money she was offered, counted it, and found it to be exactly the same value.
"Alright, you go ahead with your work, we'll be going now," Xu Yan said, grabbing her clothes and leaving. Da Bao and Xiao Bao followed beside her, grinning as they carried their clothes.
Xue Ning actually had more to say, but seeing Xu Yan leave without looking back, she couldn't bring herself to say the words she was about to say.
never mind.
Xie Zhuo didn't get home until it was almost dark. As soon as he entered, he saw clothes hanging outside that hadn't been taken down yet. Xu Yan and the two little ones were in the kitchen, making a lot of noise and talking.
Xie Zhu smiled and was about to close the front door when he heard Da Bao shout from the kitchen doorway.
"Third Uncle, you're back!"
"Yes, I'm back," Xie Zhuo replied with a smile as he closed the door.
The autumn harvest season wasn't long; almost the entire brigade mobilized, and within half a month, all the crops in the fields were harvested.
Previously, Song Guangming was worried that it would rain during the period, and his mouth was covered with blisters from worry. He only calmed down after he handed over all the grain that was due and distributed the rest to individuals.
Another incident occurred during the grain distribution period: the educated youth at the settlement wanted Song Guangming to give them some grain on credit, promising to make up for it the next time they went to work.
Upon hearing Wu Shi's words, Song Guangming sneered on the spot, "Make up for it? With your bunch of lazybones, what will you use to make up for it?"
His words were quite harsh, and Wu Shi's face instantly turned ugly.
Song Guangming didn't give him any face at all, or rather, he didn't give any face to any of the educated youth at the settlement. His gaze swept across their faces, "Back when I went to call you to work, you must have cursed me a lot behind my back, right?"
“You still insist on demanding the same treatment as the educated youth in Daniugou. I agreed, but the educated youth in Daniugou don’t have to work in the fields under the scorching sun to earn work points, and neither do you.”
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