Everyone's pattern is small!
What Qiao Jiuru wanted to do was far more than this, but he had to eat his meal bite by bite, and there was still time.
Therefore, she is not in a hurry now.
Just half a month after the production team primary school opened, the autumn harvest arrived and classes had to be temporarily suspended.
The autumn harvest was almost over a month away, but after finally getting the school up and running, Bai Lianshan didn't plan to give everyone a holiday.
Only for one month.
Except for children and elderly people with limited mobility, everyone went down to harvest rice and wheat first.
Qiao Jiuru was worried about Dabao and Xiaobao, so he had to bring them inside, put them on the small carriage, hold up an umbrella and hang up a mosquito net, and then let them sit inside and play with toys, checking on them from time to time or feeding them water.
Dabao and Xiaobao were very sensible, knowing that their parents were too busy to take care of them. So they played by themselves, occasionally looking up at their grandparents and parents outside.
Brother Donglu would come to see them from time to time. Since the production team set up a school, Feng Donglu was now required to go to school.
Although all the kids in the production team knew he was from a bad background, no one at school dared to bully him because the team leader said anyone who bullied a classmate would be punished by copying textbooks for a semester.
The children all knew that the team leader was the strictest, most powerful and most feared person in the production team. Their parents and grandparents were all afraid of him.
So, as soon as Bai Lianshan announced this rule, these little rascals were terrified.
No one bullied Feng Lu, but no one talked to him either. He sat alone at a desk in the classroom.
However, Feng Lu didn't care at all. The experiences of these years had grown him up early. Although he was only ten years old, he had been hungry, cold, and bullied before. Especially when his grandfather fell ill, he had been afraid, terrified, helpless, and hopeless. Now, it was just that others didn't talk to him. What did it matter?!
"Brother, eat."
There were candies, snacks, biscuits, water and soft sweet potato buns in Dabao and Xiaobao's lathes. There were also two large pots under the lathes, one pot of white porridge and the other pot of mung bean porridge, and a large basket.
When they passed by to see their two younger brothers, Dabao and Xiaobao happily shared their food with their older brother.
"You guys eat too, you call for help when you need to pee, you call for help when you're thirsty and need water, and you call for help when you see strangers. Dabao and Xiaobao, do you understand?!"
Feng Lu took the snacks that Dabao and Xiaobao fed to him and ate while giving instructions to his two younger brothers.
Dabao and Xiaobao nodded obediently, they understood.
At noon, everyone in the cowshed took the initiative to sit together and eat lunch.
Qiao Jiuru's family had lunch consisting of white porridge with fermented bean curd, a few pickles, scrambled eggs, and sweet potato buns—a generous portion that was enough to fill them up. Then, they had mung bean soup.
Zhou Meihua and Lao Feng saw how the Su family ate, so they followed suit, saving all the oily and delicious food for breakfast and dinner.
After eating and resting for half an hour, everyone went back to work. Dabao and Xiaobao ran for almost an hour while they ate, and were then sent back to their lathes.
About half an hour later, the two little guys felt sleepy. After calling their mother to come and help them go to the toilet, the two brothers fell asleep soon.
Around 12:30 in the afternoon, Qiao Jiuru took his two brothers, and Zhou Meihua took Feng Lu back home early to prepare dinner.
Zhou Meihua and her friends have similar dinners, including stir-fried vegetables with oil residue, stir-fried bacon with dried mushrooms, rice or steamed buns.
In addition to these dishes, Qiao Jiuru also added an egg custard and chicken stewed with mushrooms and black fungus.
In the morning, we have egg noodles or egg sliced noodles, sweet potatoes or steamed buns, boiled eggs, white porridge and pickles.
Anyway, they would change the routine every day and repeat it every two or three days. Zhou Wanwan and Su Ze didn't find the autumn harvest that hard, so they still persisted.
Su Huazhu also ate well there. After moving here from the educated youth camp, she stopped hiding.
Her younger brother would send her various seafood every month, especially dried fish, seaweed and kelp, and she would give most of it to her parents.
Then, she would send her brother one or two hundred yuan every two or three months. This money was for Su Feng to buy seafood.
Song Luoyun and Song Luoshu, brother and sister, also receive seafood sent from Beijing every two months. These are all bought by Mr. Song secretly by Xiao Lei, who then asks Comrade Guangsheng to help send them over.
Each shipment usually contains about seven yuan, which is enough for the brother and sister to eat for two months.
Add to that the eggs laid by their own chickens, the eggs exchanged with people from the production team, and the bacon bought in advance, and the autumn harvest was not difficult at all for Su Huazhu and the Song brothers and sisters.
After they had harvested the wheat and rice and half of the sweet potatoes and corn were gathered, classes at the production team's primary school finally resumed.
Classes in the morning and holidays in the afternoon.
This was a decision Bai Lianshan had considered for a long time. He could study hard in the morning and work without straining his brain in the afternoon. It was a perfect combination of work and rest.
In early November, schools resumed normal classes. Except for children under 18 years old, everyone who was supposed to go to school was required to go.
In December, the school conducted a midterm exam at the request of the team leader. Then, all students with scores below 10 were required to attend cram school in the classroom at night.
In addition to these children who had to take tutoring classes, boys and girls under the age of 20 who had previously graduated from elementary school or junior high school were also suddenly required to attend night school at the production team primary school.
Everyone was confused by this inexplicable request and this night school...
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