I picked out another plastic storage box and put the jade and jewelry in it. The two boxes were placed on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf.
Then I plan to feed the two old hens I bought today, but what should I feed them with?
Vegetables? They grow so well in the space, not even a single yellow or dead leaf remains.
Look at the hills of apples and pears, just feed them fruit.
After finishing my work, I started studying, absorbing cultural knowledge eagerly. After finishing the third year of junior high school, I started studying for high school.
Before going to bed, he made himself a cup of milk and drank it. The next day, Ling Ran brought breakfast to tutor Zhou Xiang. He didn't know whether it was the effect of the milk last night or his own psychological effect, but when he got up in the morning, he was no longer as weak as before.
Ling Ran saw that the little girl was in good spirits and thought it was the effect of his breakfast.
After breakfast, they started to study high school language. Ling Ran didn't expect the little girl to learn so fast. She had memorized all the knowledge from the first and second year of high school. He might really have nothing to teach her.
When Zhou's mother paid back the money, the finance department was puzzled. How could she get the money to pay it back when it wasn't payday? However, once the debt was paid, their accounts would be easier to handle.
Now that Zhou's mother has money in her hands, she is not worried at all and has become more confident and calm.
"Thank you Accountant Shen, I'm sorry to bother you."
"You're welcome. It's okay." Accountant Shen had never seen Zhou's mother so graceful and generous.
Accountant Shen kept staring at her until Mother Zhou disappeared from view.
Accountant Li, who had just walked in, said, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so engrossed?"
"I was thinking that Zhou Xiang's mother seemed a little different."
"A little bit. He even smiled and said hello when he saw me just now! Before, he was always in a hurry and looked sad."
"Well, yes! I wonder if something good has happened to her. She has changed so much."
"Who knows! Get some work done, stop staring blankly."
Zhou's mother returned to the warehouse and carefully counted the inventory. Now that she had no worries, she could not be careless and make mistakes at work.
After studying for an hour, Zhou Xiang didn't want to study anymore. She made an excuse that she was tired and asked Ling Ran to read the E-language text to her.
Ling Ran readily agreed, picked up the book, and tried his best to read a text in a standard tone.
Zhou Xiang lay on the table laughing so hard that he couldn't get up. Ling Ran's tone was too funny, and the more he tried to pronounce correctly, the more he sounded like a local accent.
Ling Ran put down the textbook helplessly and rubbed the little girl's head lovingly (wow, he finally touched her little head).
"What are you laughing at?"
Zhou Xiang took a few deep breaths, coughed dryly, and said seriously, "I think there's something wrong with your pronunciation. It has a local tone in it."
Ling Ran was helpless. Whenever he picked up the E language book, he couldn't help but pronounce the words in the local accent.
"Then read one yourself?"
"No, I can't read yet. I have to wait until the junior high school teacher leads the reading."
"I learned my pronunciation from following the teacher's lead reading, and I can't change it now."
Zhou Xiang thought of his English teacher in his previous life, the standard local pronunciation, and the English texts he read out. Uh, he couldn't think about it anymore.
After a few days of drinking milk before going to bed every day and having a rich breakfast in the morning, Zhou Xiang's face finally became a little plumper. Combined with the occasional brown sugar water and jujubes, Zhou Xiang felt that he should no longer be anemic, right?
Zhou's mother tried her best to save time for her little girl to study, so the chilblains on Zhou Xiang's hands were slowly disappearing.
"Think about it, do you want to make new clothes for the New Year?" Zhou's mother asked her little girl.
"Yes, but I want to choose the fabric and draw the pattern myself, and you can make it for me."
"Okay, there's a market tomorrow. Go ahead and look for some fabrics, and then I'll buy them back when mom gets off work."
Zhou Xiang nodded, thinking of the tweed material he bought for his parents, and quickly found the torn snakeskin bag he had used that day. Fortunately, his mother had not packed it up yet and threw it on the pile of firewood next to the stove.
He pulled down the snakeskin bag and took out two pieces of woolen fabric. "Mom, I bought these two pieces of woolen fabric for you and Dad. I forgot about them."
"Girl, it's a good thing I didn't just throw it into the stove and burn it."
"Hehe, fortunately, fortunately!"
Zhou's mother took it and saw one piece was navy blue and the other was rust red.
"Can I wear something this red?"
"Yes, Mom, you have fair skin, so you can do it. Wait for me to draw a pattern for you, then you can do it."
"Okay, okay, I'm waiting for you to draw the pattern." The girl came from the future, so she must have seen many fashionable styles.
The next day, when Ling Ran wanted to teach Zhou Xiang again, Zhou Xiang was unable to attend. "My final exams are coming up soon, and I plan to review the textbooks for grades one to four in the next few days. I'm going to the market to look at fabrics later, so you should go back!"
Ling Ran refused to leave, "I'll go with you to see it!"
"You're a boy, do you know anything about fabrics?"
“I can see the colors.”
Zhou wanted to roll his eyes at him, ignore him, finish his chores, lock the door and go to the market.
Ling Ran followed behind her, accompanying her quietly, as long as she didn't chase him away. Lately, he had been chased away by her several times a day. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel uncomfortable, but he still couldn't help but come to her next time.
Zhou Xiang was also thinking about Ling Ran's changes. This time when he came back, he no longer bullied him and even helped him with his lessons. Could it be because he was in junior high school and had grown up and become sensible?
Every time I chased him away, I felt a little embarrassed. But what was the point of him staying at home for half a day? He also delayed my study time, wasting ten times my good time.
The New Year is coming soon, and there are so many people going to the market, it feels like a sea of people.
Zhou Xiang finally squeezed into the fabric store. Because the town was large and there were many stores, the supply and marketing cooperative had divided the store into different sections, with food, tobacco and alcohol, finished products, fabrics, small sundries, hardware, etc. each having their own store.
There were quite a lot of people in the fabric store, and the counter was built high, so Zhou Xiang couldn't see what was on the counter, let alone what was on the shelves inside the counter.
Oh, I forgot how short I was. Seeing that she couldn't reach him, Ling Ran asked, "Can I lift you up?"
Zhou Xiang shook his head, "No, not to mention that you are a boy, there are so many people here, if someone pushes you, I will fall from such a high place, it will hurt like hell."
Ling Ran looked around to see if there was any way, but saw his mother in the crowd.
Ling Ran pulled Zhou Xiang's sleeve and led her to her mother. Unable to break free, Zhou Xiang called out sweetly, "Hello, Aunt Ling!"
"Yeah, I was thinking about it! Why are you here?"
Ling Ran continued, "I want to look at the fabrics, but the counter is too high."
Ling's mother looked at the expectation in her son's eyes and said, "Then let me hold you for you to see?"
"Okay, thank you Aunt Ling!" Zhou Xiang nodded obediently.
Ling's mother picked up Zhou Xiang, but she didn't expect that Zhou Xiang was so light, almost the same weight as a child of a few years old.
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