Li Qiuxiang began to ask around for houses.
Li Qiumei also went with her to look at several houses.
But because it's in the city, the cheapest one costs more than 300 yuan.
Alas, I have the will but not the ability.
I can only rent a house for a few more months.
Li Qiumei has given the job of sweeping the streets at night to Li Qiuxiang.
She decided to give the park sweeping job to her elder sister after she got divorced.
After all, her elder sister needs money more than her because she has a child.
You need a stable job more.
She wanted to see if she could start a small business or something.
Make some money and wait until the welfare housing is cancelled.
Now that you have commercial housing, you can buy a few more houses. You won’t have to worry about not having money for retirement.
Moreover, if there is no formal job.
It means there are no more ties.
She can also travel all over the country.
It’s worth living again.
In Li Qiumei's impression, many people who went into business in the 1980s became well-known entrepreneurs.
Although she has no special skills, she has the advantage of knowing the opportunity first.
I think there won't be any big problems in living here.
Now, we are just waiting for Hong Ling to come and make trouble.
That day, Li Qiumei was sweeping the floor in the park when she saw her aunt and Qian Wanwan coming over.
"Sister-in-law, I'm taking extra classes to prepare for the technical school entrance exam.
I remember you were a substitute teacher.
I don’t know how to do a few questions, can you teach me?”
"Of course, but I don't know if I can do it."
The aunt came forward and took Li Qiumei's broom.
“Qiumei, help Wanwan with her homework.
I'll help you sweep the floor."
As he said this, he stuffed the egg cake in his hand to Li Qiumei.
"This is for Leilei and Dandan. Take it."
There was another round of pushing and shoving, and no one could convince anyone else.
The three of them swept the floor together first, and then my aunt went to pick up the trash with tongs.
Li Qiumei teaches Qian Wanwan how to do homework.
"Wanwan, where are you going for extra lessons?"
"Sister-in-law, this is a retired middle school teacher that Uncle Wu found for me.
Today is the first day that Uncle Song teaches me.
Tomorrow, the son of Mr. Lin from my dad's school will also come to study with Uncle Song."
"Oh, is that the teacher's child who changed from rural to non-rural with you?"
"Well, yes."
Li Qiumei thought of Cheng Zhiheng.
She thought that if Cheng Zhiheng was admitted to a technical school, Cheng Zhiming would not have to follow him, and it might be better for him to follow other brothers and sisters.
When they returned home for lunch, Li Qiumei asked Chen Cuizhen.
"Mom, there's an old lady who wants to buy twenty eggs.
Is there any at home?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Cuizhen said hurriedly.
Ever since Li Qiumei went to the park to sweep the floor, she has helped her family sell a lot of eggs.
Putting down the bowl, Li Qiumei picked up the eggs and was about to leave.
Chen Cuizhen handed her two bunches of wilted vegetables left over from yesterday's sale.
"Give it to someone else. The pigs at home can't eat it all."
Alas, Chen Cuizhen always likes to give away things she doesn’t want to others.
Li Qiumei heard Cheng Zhiheng scolding his brother from a distance.
"You are such a dumb ass that you can't even solve such a simple problem!
Reach out! Six plus five, five fingers on your left hand plus a pencil is six?
Five fingers on the right hand.
Now, how many are you counting?
Come count my fingers."
Li Qiumei was lying on the door.
Through the crack in the door, I saw Cheng Zhiming counting on Cheng Zhiheng's fingers.
"...Eight, nine, ten."
Cheng Zhiheng shook the pencil in his left hand.
“This, you haven’t counted this yet.
Add this, what is six plus five?"
Cheng Zhiming looked at Cheng Zhiheng's face and said cautiously, "Let me count again."
Cheng Zhiheng threw away the pencil.
"Has the dog eaten your memory?
You just counted it and you forgot it!
Cheng Zhiming, you have been in first grade for two years.
Do you want to stay in first grade for the rest of your life?
"Hail first graders!"
He yelled hysterically at Cheng Zhiming.
Then he angrily picked up the homework book on the table and threw it away.
After that, he threw away Cheng Zhiming's pencil case as well.
Cheng Zhiming burst into tears.
Li Qiumei suppressed her laughter and knocked on the door.
Cheng Zhiheng opened the door with the help of a cane.
"Have you two eaten yet?"
"No."
When Cheng Zhiming saw Li Qiumei coming, he bent down and picked up the homework book on the ground.
"Auntie, please teach me how to do my homework.
I don’t want my third brother to teach me.”
"Okay, I'll cook for you first."
Li Qiumei saw that the water in the iron pot on the stove had boiled.
She washed some vegetables and threw them in, then added the noodles.
I took out the noodles and fried two poached eggs.
Cheng Zhiming happily started eating noodles again.
Li Qiumei looked at the big red cross on her homework book and felt a headache.
This kid is really not good at studying.
I can't even answer such a simple question.
No wonder even the taciturn Cheng Zhiheng complained for a long time during the call.
Li Qiumei told Cheng Zhiheng about the tutoring.
As for the importance of studying, she believed that Cheng Zhiqian must have preached it to the Cheng Zhiheng brothers a thousand times.
"Cheng Zhiheng, if you are willing to go.
Then I'll go ask if I can let you take extra classes with me."
Cheng Zhiheng ate noodles without looking up and said, "I'm willing to go.
However, I have sold my middle school textbooks as waste paper.
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