The kerosene lamp in the next room stayed on until midnight. Southwest had basically finished her homework, but North hadn't. Southwest, who had promised to help North with her homework, refused.
The reason is simple: Nan Nan took Bei Nan's comic books, and Bei Nan never read them, so he stopped making them.
Bei Nan was furious and wanted to get the comic book back, but she didn't dare ask Nan Nan for it. If she wasn't afraid of getting a beating, she could try, but she was too scared.
This shameless method was told to Southwest by Yan Xiaonan. She bet that Beinan wouldn't dare to ask her for it, so that Southwest wouldn't have to work so hard.
Yan Xiaonan saw that Bei Nan hadn't written a single word of his winter vacation homework, and he was sure Bei Nan was going to get away with it. Humph, let him get punished by the teacher, that's too much.
It's just second-grade material. If you're not even willing to do something this simple, you'll be even less willing to do difficult things in the future. I'm just helping Bei Nan; I mean well.
Thinking of this, Yan Xiaonan closed her eyes and fell soundly asleep. Southwest was also sleeping soundly. While North and South were still making trouble, Southwest was about to take action.
The Southwest is several years older than the North and South, and in a real fight, the North and South would still be no match. Therefore, the Southwest now believes that it is reasonable to resolve the issue by force in critical moments.
Xuemei still got up before dawn to make breakfast. Dongnan was her future man, and Beinan and Xinan were her future brothers-in-law. She couldn't treat them too differently.
As usual, I cooked a thick millet porridge, made ten egg pancakes, and scooped out a small bowl of their favorite minced meat and soybean paste.
Southwest came out full of energy, while North South had dark circles under her eyes and looked much more listless.
"Today is the first day of school, so we're eating like this again, just like yesterday. Otherwise, no matter how much food we have, it won't be enough to go around," Xuemei said.
Both of them nodded. Everyone understood this principle. They quickly finished their breakfast, put on thick cotton-padded coats, wrapped themselves in scarves, and wore large cotton hats and gloves. On their feet were large cotton-padded shoes covered with rabbit fur.
With only his eyes showing, he awkwardly slung his schoolbag across his body and followed Yan Xiaoqiang out of the courtyard.
Yan Xiaoqiang put the bag of cornmeal, along with the soybean paste and eggs they had eaten for lunch, into the back of the bicycle and then got on.
Bei Nan was small, so he sat on the front tripod, while Xin Nan sat on the back backpack rack. The bicycle carrying the three of them arrived at the school gate in no time.
Seeing the envious looks from his classmates, Bei Nan was incredibly proud. In this day and age, owning a bicycle was a huge status symbol.
Not to mention Bei Nan's pride, Xinan and Yan Xiaoqiang also held their heads high, carefully locked their bicycles, and took Bei Nan and Xinan to the teacher's office to pay for books and food.
Each child's family circumstances were different. Some children paid five jin of millet, some paid rice bran powder, and some children didn't even have any grain to pay.
The children's lunch will be provided according to the amount of grain you pay, such as five catties per month, which will be divided equally, and they will only eat 1.25 liang of millet rice each day.
This small amount of millet is barely enough to feed a family with a dry stomach, but it's all the family can afford.
The teachers all knew that North and South were like brothers, so their food was stored together and they ate lunch together.
Yan Xiaoqiang was initially worried that bringing 20 kilograms of cornmeal to school would be conspicuous, but fortunately there were some well-off families in the school.
One boy in the same class as the one from Southwest University handed in ten kilograms of cornmeal and ten kilograms of white rice, a sum that even the teachers envied.
Wang Erniu also came to school. He came alone. As for his twin sister Wang Daniu, his family would not pay for her to go to school.
He was holding ten pounds of cornmeal when he saw Yan Beinan and his two sons. He originally wanted to go up and say hello, but unexpectedly, Beinan turned around and left as soon as he saw him.
Southwest and Yan Xiaoqiang exchanged a glance and left in tacit agreement. Wang Erniu lowered his head and went to the teacher to pay the money and grain.
After settling the two children in, Yan Xiaoqiang went to the brick and tile factory in town to order some bricks, hoping to get the cellar ready as soon as possible.
The brick and tile factory has no business in winter. It was rare for someone to order bricks, so I quickly agreed to deliver them right away. As for the money, I didn't have enough on me, so I went back to ask my mother for some.
Half an hour after Yan Xiaoqiang arrived home, the bricks from the brick factory were delivered.
During those half hour, Yan Xiaoqiang held Yan Xiaonan in his arms and they planned their future in the cellar.
It was the first time Yan Xiaonan had ever seen a cellar in the countryside, and she was incredibly curious about it, running from one cellar to another.
According to Yan Xiaonan's estimate, each cellar is about four or five square meters in area, and the two together are only ten square meters, which is enough to store some sweet potatoes and potatoes.
The little finger pointed to a cellar and said, "Dad, put all the meat here: wild boar, roe deer, rabbit, pheasant, mutton, beef, and fish."
Now Yan Xiaoqiang is quite familiar with the head chef of the state-run restaurant in town. So, if he accumulates too much meat in the future, can he ask the head chef of the state-run restaurant to come and buy it?
"Dad, here's all white rice, white flour, corn, millet, sweet potatoes, and potatoes."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and with a thought, a large pile of white rice appeared in the cellar. Yan Xiaoqiang was startled: "Daughter, be good, quickly put it away, I haven't bought a sack yet."
Yan Xiaonan opened her eyes and saw that, oh right, they had to put it in sacks, otherwise the pile of white rice on the ground would scare Xuemei to death.
With his eyes closed, he put away the white rice.
Yan Xiaoqiang patted his chest. Having a beautiful daughter is such a worry. Will she get heart disease in the future?
Yan Xiaonan was also frustrated. In other people's transmigration novels, the space they live in is something they can see and control. Where is his own space?
You have to close your eyes and recite it silently; it won't work if you keep your eyes open, which is too troublesome.
"Dad, let's go up the mountain to grow crops and ask our two older brothers in the county town to bring us goods in exchange. We want lots and lots of money so we can buy a house with Uncle later."
Yan Xiaonan wants to have her own house when she is 18 and enters university, preferably a courtyard house in Beijing, so she needs to save money now.
These ideas left Yan Xiaoqiang speechless. His little girl was truly a fairy; she understood all these things. No, he had to tell his mother about them.
When Grandma Yan heard that Yan Xiaoqiang's copy was accurate, she was only slightly surprised before she was relieved. After all, she was a little fairy; these things were nothing to her.
"Nannan, my sweet baby, I'm asking you, do you want to go to your uncle's place to study?" Grandma Yan wanted to figure out what the little girl was thinking.
"Grandma, when I grow up, I want to go to university in Beijing and buy a house there. Grandma, Dad, and Mom will come with me."
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