"Have you been reading carefully recently? If there is anything you don't understand, write it down and ask your dad or brother to explain it to you."
Qiao Jiuru touched his daughter's hair and asked softly about her recent studies.
"Mom, relax. I've been reading books whenever I have time since the autumn harvest, and I've also been supervising Xiao Luo's little book."
Every time she came to her parents' place, Su Huazhu was told to take time to read books, and she kept it in mind. Not only did she read books herself, but she also read books with the Song brothers and sisters.
"Aunt, my brother also read books. Sister Huazhu told me to go to junior high school and get a high school diploma."
Xiaoshu next to him quickly said that he was also studying and asked Qiao Jiuru to relax.
She knew what was good and what was bad, and Aunt Qiao was doing it for their own good. Aunt Qiao let her daughter continue to study, which showed that knowledge was useful and could not be lost at any time.
Moreover, her grandfather said that Uncle Su's family were all very culturally educated people. Although they were in trouble now, those delicate jobs required cultural knowledge, and not everyone could do it casually.
"Yes, Xiaoshu, you are still young, although you can only work in the fields here now. But if you have a high school diploma, maybe one day the production team will need a teacher, or a factory will need workers. At least with your diploma you can still give it a try. Without diploma you won't even have a chance to try. Remember, opportunities are only given to those who are prepared."
Every time this child came over, Qiao Jiuru told them not to give up and continue reading and studying. If they didn't listen, she planned to give them the test questions next year and let them take them back to write, and bring them to Su Huaiyuan for grading next time.
As long as she insists on supervising their studies, every child will learn something from it, and when the college entrance examination is resumed in the future, their chances will be greater.
"Nothing will never change. Even if it doesn't change this year, next year, or the year after, what about the year after that?! What about the year after that?! Two years won't work, so what about four or five years?! What you learn is yours. Just like when we come here to work, don't we know when to plant what crops?! How to weed and when to harvest?! We observe the growth of these crops and know how to grow vegetables and grain. This is also a survival skill for us. Nothing is learned in vain in this world."
Qiao Jiuru warned the two girls earnestly, fearing that they would give up and lose faith and hope for the future in the heavy farm work day after day.
Su Huazhu and Xiaoshu listened carefully and nodded continuously. They all heard the expectations for them in these words, and they also knew that it was for their own good.
Afterwards, Qiao Jiuru didn't say much about these studies, and told the two girls to pay more attention to their own safety. Girls are different from boys, and he also told them that if they found anything wrong, they should go to the team leader, and if it didn't work, they should come to them.
Although it is not easy for the Su family to come forward now, they still go to ask Uncle Jiu and Bai Lianshan for help.
The two girls remembered everything and did not take it lightly. In fact, they had heard about bullying in other production teams and were not exaggerating.
Qiao Jiuru finally thought about it and decided to make the faces of his daughter and Xiaoshu uglier, so that they would not be targeted by someone if they were not careful.
She didn't know that her daughter's educated youth camp had already set its sights on her.
When I woke up, it was already bright day.
Qiao Jiuru prepared millet porridge, steamed buns, flower rolls, dumplings and eggs.
"Mom, this flower roll is delicious."
Su Huazhu likes the salty and scallion-flavored flower rolls very much, mainly because she hasn't eaten flower rolls for a long time.
"I'll make it for you today, and you can take it home and eat it slowly later."
Seeing that her daughters liked it, Qiao Jiuru decided to make some for them to take back home. She kept several kilograms of dough every day anyway. If she stole some dough from the space, it would be enough to make it.
In addition to making steamed buns, she also made hundreds of brown sugar steamed buns with brown sugar, and they tasted surprisingly good.
Su Huaiyuan followed his wife's instructions and asked his eldest son to go to school with him. One of them was doing political science, language and history, and the other was doing mathematics, physics and chemistry. English was temporarily abandoned.
Zhou Wanwan was responsible for giving Xiaoshu junior high school questions, but Su Huazhu and Xiao Luo could also take a look at the junior high school questions and treat them as review.
The Chinese food was stewed chicken with mushrooms, steamed salted fish, fried eggs, two stir-fried vegetables, rice with flower rolls, and brown sugar steamed buns.
After going downstairs, I started packing things for the two girls: one hundred flower rolls, one hundred brown sugar buns, a small can of fermented bean curd, a small can of pickled radish strips, and a small can of spicy cabbage.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Ze scouted outside the door, and then let Su Huazhu and Xiaoshu go out first, and Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan followed slowly behind to escort them all the way.
The road was difficult to walk on after the heavy snow. It usually took more than half an hour to walk from the Baigou Village Production Team to the Dashan Village Production Team, but it took the four of us more than an hour.
Su Huaiyuan and Qiao Jiuru followed their daughter's house and watched them go into the house with their own eyes. Then they came out and waved to them. Only then did his wife turn around and leave in relief.
Beijing City.
From the tenth day of the lunar year to the first day of the lunar year, the aroma of meat wafted from every household, but the Song family's home was still deserted, with no smell of meat at all.
Song Luoyun looked at the bacon and salted fish buried at the bottom of the bowl and the steamed egg custard on the table. Both his grandparents and his brothers and sisters were eating with relish and satisfaction.
"You don't have to worry about us. We can often eat eggs and salted fish at home. These two things have no taste and can be kept for a long time. We also buy a few kilograms of brown sugar every month, and we can drink a bowl of brown sugar water every two days. Our life is much better than many people."
While eating, Mr. Song comforted his eldest grandson with a smile, what else is there to be dissatisfied with in this life? !
Now I am calm, with food and money in hand, I am really not panicking at all. Thanks to my niece Qiao Jiuru, who gave me so much money, food and medicine.
I don't know if it was because of meeting Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan that the Song family never encountered any bad things from that day on. But because of the help of the nobles and the confidence of money and materials, the Song family's fortune is different. The old man has always believed in this kind of thing, and the Song family has survived the difficulties.
Song Luoyun nodded, mainly because his grandfather had given him some information. Knowing that his family had money and tickets, as well as connections with Aunt Qiao, he really let it go.
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