Chapter 697 What kind of dream is this in broad daylight?
The second day after Lin Qingqing came back was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Li Xiang wanted to report the situation in the factory to her, but she said it would be later because she was very busy today.
Anyway, this Spring Festival, because there are too many orders, the factory did not have a holiday, so she can go to the factory to talk to Li Xiang at any time.
After breakfast, Lin Qingqing drove out busily.
She went to school first.
Before coming back, she called to ask Principal Xie, Teacher Yue, and Teacher Zheng. They were on duty during the Spring Festival and could not go home. These three respectable teachers were now spending the New Year in school in misery.
This is convenient for her to visit.
The county town was quietly changing. Lin Qingqing walked along and found several stalls on the roadside, some selling meat, some selling cooked food, and of course some selling clothes, but the scale was far smaller than that of her Beauty Shop.
She bought a fat chicken, two pounds of pork head, a pound of pork intestines, a pound of cooked peanuts, a pound of braised tofu, and two pounds of loose liquor from the prepared food stall.
He also bought ten pounds of pork from the raw meat stall.
Principal Xie and the two teachers don’t have high salaries, so I guess no one would be willing to spend money on it. Ahem, it would be more appropriate for her to buy it.
After she had bought all these things, she continued driving to school.
At this moment, Principal Xie was leading two of his subordinates in making dumplings. After a busy year, they should treat themselves well.
Lin Qingqing's guess was correct. These three people were really reluctant to spend money. Although the county squeezed out a little subsidy for the school this year, Principal Jie was so stingy that he used all the subsidy to buy extracurricular books for the students.
He often said that it didn't matter if children's learning conditions were difficult, but their spirits must be enriched, and the prerequisite for changing all this was to read more.
At this moment, the stingy old man came in holding two large cabbages. These cabbages were grown in his hometown and were free of charge.
Yue Lining was peeling green onions. The green onions were sent by the school cook and were also grown in his own home. Seeing that the principal was reluctant to even cut meat for the New Year, the cook felt very sympathetic and carried a bundle of green onions from home to express his condolences.
Zheng Zhiguo was kneading dough. The flour was leftover from the kitchen and was just enough for one meal of dumplings.
Zheng Zhiguo held a handful of noodles in his pocket and complained to Yue Lining that his eyes were stinging from peeling onions while he was mixing them.
Yue Lining was crying with tears streaming down his face. He didn't want this to happen. He was the most eye-catching one.
The three of them prepared to make dumplings stuffed with cabbage and green onions.
The school was on vacation and there was no one else around, so they moved their chopping boards, wash basins, pots and pans to the principal's office and worked busily there.
Yue Lining chopped onions while wiping tears from his eyes: "Hey, it would be even better if we could chop half a pound of pork into these dumplings."
Zheng Zhiguo rolled his eyes at him and said, "What are you dreaming about in broad daylight? All your money has been spent by this old man. You should be thankful that you can have some dumplings."
Yue Lining stiffened his neck and argued: "What's wrong with me dreaming? Only dreams can come true. Zhou Zhuo and Lin Qingqing..."
"Okay, okay, you can keep dreaming. I've already mixed the dough and am just waiting for you to stuff it."
Zheng Zhiguo interrupted him hurriedly, saying that Old Yue was almost turning into Xianglin Sao, talking about Lin Qingqing and Zhou Zhuo all the time, and his ears were almost getting calluses from listening to them so much.
"Don't interrupt. Xiaolin and Xiaozhou are both sensible children. They might come to see us soon."
“They’re so busy…”
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