Lin Lan returned to the house and pretended to be embarrassed: "The old lady is really angry now. I asked you to leave just now, it would be great if you left quickly. Why are you sewing the quilt? Let me do it."

Han Qingsong looked up at her and said, "It's almost healed."

Lin Lan smiled and said, Wow, I can’t tell, Director Han!

Han Qingsong felt a little uneasy when she looked at him, "Huh?"

Lin Lan: "Sew a schoolbag." She took the scraps of cloth given by Sister Liu.

Han Qingsong took a look and said, "Don't try anymore." It's not worth it to try by hand without a sewing machine, which will tire your eyes and hands.

There is a relatively new military shoulder bag at home, which Han Qingsong carries to work, and there is also a half-new one that Han Qingsong just brought back.

Lin Lan, however, felt that there was only one schoolbag and it was impossible to divide it among four students, so it would be inappropriate to give it to any of them. It would be better to keep it as a prize and give it to whoever studies hard as a reward.

Not to mention primary school students, even college students consider it an honor to carry a military backpack.

At that time, Han Jinbao took the military uniform and school bag brought back by his third brother and became a star in school.

Lin Lan thought this could be used as a means of motivation. After all, she only carried a cloth bag full of patches when she went to work.

Han Qingsong pointed at the homespun cloth that Lin Lan had bought and said, "This is the cloth used for the schoolbag. It's thick and wear-resistant."

Lin Lan was reluctant to use the raw cloth to make clothes.

It took a large piece of ready-made cloth to make a schoolbag, and Lin Lan was reluctant to give it up.

Han Qingsong saw her hesitation and said, "Just sew one, not much, and let Dawang carry it."

Lin Lan felt that one schoolbag was not enough for four children, and that they needed at least two. So she still had to sew two. However, the cloth on hand had to be used to make quilts, cotton-padded clothes, and shoes, so the schoolbags had to be put on hold for the time being.

She fiddled with the cloth, and thought that the first layer of cloth was too soft for the schoolbag, so it would be better to use a coat as a lining underneath, so that the schoolbag would be stiffer. But the coat had to be used to make shoe soles, and the family only had so much, not enough to make two pairs of shoes, and there were so many children at home that they still had to make shoes.

After thinking it over, Lin Lan felt that she was lacking everything and she still had to find a way to get it.

Han Qingsong saw how hard she was trying, so he said, "Why don't you take two feet of cloth coupons and go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a school bag?"

Lin Lan sighed. She had thrown away so many clothes, bags and shoes in the past, but now she was unwilling to throw away even a single piece of cloth.

"When you go to work in the commune, do you get more cloth coupons and cotton coupons than ordinary members?"

Lin Lan has no shortage of money now, but what she lacks most is tickets.

Han Qingsong thought for a moment and said, "It must be more than the average member. I'll ask when it will be distributed."

He wanted to get more cloth coupons so that Lin Lan could buy shoes and avoid having to sew soles in her spare time like other women.

For some reason, he couldn't imagine Lin Lan carrying a pair of shoe soles in her pockets every day and sewing them wherever she went like other women.

One of them was sewing a quilt while the other was sewing a schoolbag. At this time, Han Qingyun came to find him, shouted outside and went into the yard.

Lin Lan hurried out to greet him and said with a smile, "Qingyun is here."

Han Qingyun smiled brightly, "Sister-in-law, where is my third brother?"

"Here I am."

Han Qingyun walked into the house and was stunned for a moment when he saw Han Qingsong sewing a quilt. No matter how lazy or incompetent a man in the village is, he would not do the work of a wife. Cooking, washing clothes, sewing and mending at home are all women's work. How could there be a man doing these things?

He looked at Lin Lan in surprise.

In order to hide her embarrassment, Lin Lan smiled and said, "I, I got my hand cut, and your third brother said he would help me sew it up."

Han Qingsong glanced at Han Qingyun and asked, "What's the matter?"

Han Qingyun smiled and said, "Third brother, let me learn how to sew a quilt from you."

Although she knew he was joking, Han Qingsong didn't smile and just lowered her head to sew her quilt.

Lin Lan said: "If you have something to say, just tell me."

Han Qingyun went over to look through the quilt that Han Qingsong had sewn. "It's that Yu Mole. He's been annoying me. He came to my house and cried like this. They knew that my third brother was the new director of the Public Security Bureau, and they insisted that my third brother deliberately didn't release the person and asked my father to plead for him. My father was too lazy to pay attention to them. He scolded them and told them to be quiet, otherwise he would come back and bring them to justice. My father asked me to tell you that you should work as you should in the future and don't worry about those messes. If anyone bothers you, let them come to my father, he has a way to punish them... Oh, third brother, you sew really well, not worse than my mother's."

Lin Lan was healed instantly. It turned out that it wasn’t because her sewing was bad, but because Han Qingsong’s skills were too high.

Ha ha.

Han Qingsong nodded: "With Master keeping me here, I don't have to worry. I'll go back and have a drink with Master."

Han Qingyun smiled and continued to watch him sew the quilt.

Han Qingsong glanced at him and asked, "Do you really want to help me sew it?"

Han Qingyun shook his head quickly.

Han Qingsong said, "Just go and do your work if you have nothing else to do. I understand."

Han Qingyun smiled at Lin Lan, then said goodbye, walked to the yard and whispered to Lin Lan, "Sister-in-law, if you can't sew, go find my mother and sister-in-law and ask them to help you. It would be embarrassing if my third brother, a big director, sews quilts."

The men in the village basically do nothing when they get home. They don't even help if the oil bottle falls over, let alone do housework.

He looked up at Han Qingsong's gaze through the window and waved his hand, "Third brother, I'm leaving now. I'll come drink with you when I have time."

Lin Lan returned to the house and said with a smile, "Qingyun is a nice guy, warm-hearted and righteous."

At that time, Han Jinbao was playing tricks and Han Qingyun helped him.

Han Qingsong continued to sew the quilt.

Although it was still light outside, the house got dark early, so Lin Lan lit the oil lamp.

Over there, Han Qingsong had already finished sewing a quilt.

Lin Lan: !!! Director Han can do it!

Han Qingsong saw that there was still time, so he motioned to Lin Lan to bring the other bed over and sew them together.

Although there are two military blankets at home, they are single blankets. Although they are thick enough, they are not wide enough and can only cover one person. There is no matching mattress.

Han Qingsong and Mai Sui can each get one, she and Xiaowang can get a big one, and the other three brothers must have one big quilt.

So she prepared cotton and cloth to sew two strips. The previous bed was made of self-dyed blue cloth made by washing and patching together other quilts, the most rustic kind. This bed was made of dyed cloth bought by Lin Lan, which was much more beautiful than the indigo dyed cloth of those homespun cloths. The red, blue and green colors looked particularly bright in the dim room.

Lin Lan only made one floral quilt, and planned to sew the rest for Mai Sui.

The two of them worked together to lay out the natural lining, cotton filling, and three-color plaid surface, and they were much faster. Lin Lan did this lightly and quickly.

After laying it out, Han Qingsong first sewed the four sides of the quilt.

"Mom, my elder brother went to fight with others again!" Erwang ran home and shouted.

He put the basket against the wall and hung the sickle on the wall of the main room. He turned around and picked up the bowl to drink water. When he looked up, he saw his father sewing a quilt on the kang, "Puff... cough cough cough..."

Lin Lan quickly patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you trying to steal?"

Erwang was as if he had seen a ghost, "Mom, mom...he, my dad, he..."

"Why are you so surprised? Your father is multi-talented. You should learn from him. It will give you an advantage when you are looking for a wife in the future."

Erwang drank the water silently.

Lin Lan thought about Da Wang's fight again and said to Han Qingsong, "I have to go talk to the Party Secretary and the principal to let Da Wang go to school with them. He's only two years older. Can't we stop him from going if we pay the money?"

In the past, it was the original owner who delayed Da Wang's development. Now, every time she wanted Da Wang to go to school, Da Wang would refuse on the grounds of his age.

Han Qingsong looked up at her.

Lin Lan: "You said he is too old to go to school?"

Han Qingsong: “…I didn’t say anything.”

Lin Lan said, "I'll go talk to the teacher right now. You talk to Da Wang. He has to go to school anyway. If he doesn't go to school, he won't understand reason. He will just fight and act like a bully."

Erwang laughed and said, "Education doesn't necessarily make you wise."

His eyes rolled and Lin Lan understood. Her aunt and uncle also went to school, but they were not like that.

But, in the end, you still have to go to school.

Lin Lan told Erwang to cook, and at this time Mai Sui also came back with Xiaowang.

Xiaowang took the flute and played it. Although he couldn't produce any tune, at least he could make each note sound.

Lin Lan was generous in praising her son, "My child is awesome! Try to blow all these holes." Children's hands are small and cannot be blocked, so it's good enough that they can make sounds.

Xiao Wang immediately followed his three loyal listeners and started to explore attentively.

Lin Lan left home and went to find Han Yongfang first.

It has rained these two days, so members don't have to go to work, but they still have to do some work.

The directors of the Revolutionary Committees of other villages were all unemployed, and they either held meetings or entertained guests, or they were planning and drawing. Han Yongfang, however, always went to the fields with the members, so the old members liked him. Han Yongfang was a man who could not sit still. Even when he was not in the fields, he would lead people to check the rivers and canals, and check the corn and peanuts to make sure they were not wet or falling over.

Now is the critical period of maturity and there is no time to delay.

Lin Lan found Han Yongfang in the brigade yard. He was taking a break, smoking and chatting with a few old men.

Lin Lan explained her intention and wanted Da Wang and San Wang to go to school with Er Wang and Mai Sui.

Han Yongfang looked at her in surprise, "All four?"

The other old men were also surprised. Are you talking nonsense? It is not easy to provide for students. It is not easy for a family to send a child to school. Look at those families with students. They are basically the hardest-working and poorest, unless the man is an official.

Even if a person does not work and does not earn work points, the other party still has to take care of his food, clothing, tuition, books, etc. It is difficult for three or four laborers to support one student.

She actually sent all four children to school. Even if Han Qingsong changed his job and earned some salary, it would be just a fool's dream.

Everyone thought she was joking and unrealistic.

Han Yongfang did not question her, but said, "Go if you want. Our village does not charge tuition for military families to go to school. You can just buy your own books."

Their village had its own primary school, which did not charge tuition at first. As a result, some people asked the teachers to look after their children, and when the children grew up a little, the teachers sent them back home to work.

The teacher kept complaining.

Later, Han Yongfang decided to pay the tuition fee. For the first and second grades, he paid 1.5 yuan per semester, and for the third grade and above, he paid 2.5 yuan...

Three dollars a year stops 90 percent of parents who don't want their children to go to school, but keeps those students who really want to study.

However, Han Yongfang did not deliberately make things difficult for the children. She gave stationery to the children who were good at studying every now and then, and also gave them rewards during the Chinese New Year and other festivals. In this way, after a year, the few yuan of tuition fees were almost earned back.

The teacher also led the children to cut grass, one basket in the morning and one basket in the afternoon, and they could earn three or four work points.

Ordinary members could not figure out the reason and only said that the old branch secretary was being difficult and overbearing.

Lin Lan, however, had a clear calculation.

After telling the branch secretary, Lin Lan went to find the school principal Han Qingping.

She also wanted to see if she could spare some time to go to school to attend classes and learn some cultural knowledge.

She really didn't want to do manual labor, even if she could be a scorekeeper or accountant, she just didn't know how to succeed. Scorekeepers and accountants weren't jobs that anyone could take. It depended on qualifications, skills, and reputation, as well as the opinion of the Revolutionary Committee, the masses' recommendation, and the Revolutionary Committee's approval.

After all, the educated youth who went to the countryside were all educated people, but they still worked in the fields with the members of the commune. There were also many who were in primary school or company middle school, and most of them continued to work in the fields after returning home.

As for public prestige, she currently cannot pass the test because the original owner had a very bad reputation.

Lin Lan was not discouraged. She prepared herself first. At least knowing a few words would allow her to pretend to be motivated and make progress. Slowly, she would be able to read, write, and keep accounts. Opportunities always favor those who are prepared. If she was not well prepared, she would not be able to catch the opportunity once it came, right?

She doesn't want to be roasted to death while working in the summer.

Lin Lan was heading for the primary school in the east of the village, and on the way she happened to meet two teachers, a boy and a girl. The boy was the principal, about 37 or 38 years old, named Han Qingping, and the girl was Huo Yuan, an educated youth who had been sent down from the region to work in the countryside.

She shouted happily, "Principal Han!"

As soon as the other party saw her, he ran away.

Lin Lan quickly shouted: "Principal Han, don't be afraid, I won't hit anyone——"

After she shouted like that, Principal Han ran even faster.

Lin Lan quickly blocked Han Qingping's way and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, Principal. I won't hit you. Really. I'm just telling you about school."

Han Qingping looked unconvinced, but relying on the fact that Huo Yuan was beside him and Lin Lan couldn't hit him, he just listened bravely.

The wife wanted her child to go to school, but he wouldn't believe it unless he saw a ghost.

Lin Lan said, "Principal, my children Dawang, Erwang, Sanwang, and Maisui should be in the first grade now. We will send them there tomorrow. Thank you for your concern."

Seeing that Han Qingping looked like he was struck by lightning, she didn't want to scare him any more, so she smiled and left.

Han Qingping took a deep breath and said, "Oh my god, he never stops talking until he shocks people."

Huo Yuan was also very curious. The third daughter-in-law of the Han family was really interesting. Sometimes she was like a mad woman, wanting to go to heaven and argue with God. Sometimes she was very literary, like the educated youth from the big city.

Listen, "Thank you for your concern", this is something that most people cannot say.

Han Qingping was more surprised than her because he had scolded Lin Lan before.

At that time, he wanted Da Wang to go to school, so he went to find Lin Lan. However, Lin Lan said that those who went to school were mentally ill, and she would not let her own children go to school to learn those indecent things.

"What's the point of going to school? Don't you have to come back to farm? If going to school is useful, why do educated youth go to the countryside? Why does Chairman M let them go to the vast rural areas to make great achievements? Why doesn't he let farmers go to the city to make great achievements?"

If he tried to persuade her again, she would just scold him: "Are you jealous of us? Look at you, you are a scholar, but what's the point of you? You can't carry anything, you can't lift anything. If it weren't for our old branch secretary taking care of you, you would have been locked up in the cowshed. Yes, those locked up in the cowshed and the cellar are all you scholars. Who knows what kind of shit you have learned? It's shameful, otherwise why would you be locked up in the cowshed and the cellar? You want to trick us into studying, don't bother. You are a poor fellow and you want us children to be poor too."

Han Qingping was so angry that he pointed at her and trembled violently, "You said you, you, you have a good appearance, why do you degenerate and become a hated shrew? Is it true that you are dead fish eyes after marriage?"

Because of this sentence, the original owner chased Han Qingping for several streets and scolded him every time she saw him and whenever she thought of him, saying that scholars are really not good people and they look down on her specifically.

At this moment, Lin Lan spoke in a gentle voice, and Han Qingping really couldn't adapt.

Huo Yuan smiled and said, "Principal, you are no longer a dead fish eyeball."

Han Qingping wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "No, I feel like I'm alive again." I don't know if what she said is true or not. Will she really send the child over tomorrow?

After dealing with an important matter, Lin Lan happily returned home, and on the way she ran into Liu Chunfang who was wandering behind her house.

Lin Lan glanced at him without saying hello, and walked away with her head held high.

Liu Chunfang: …

When they got home, Erwang and Maisui had already prepared the meal, and Dawang and Sanwang were standing under the eaves.

Lin Lan said casually: "Hey, why are you being so obedient?"

Da Wang stiffened his neck and said nothing, his handsome face full of rebelliousness.

Sanwang pouted, rolled his eyes, and gave Lin Lan a coquettish expression.

Lin Lan understood immediately: Stand there as punishment.

Hahahaha, you guys have come to this day too!

Since your old mother cannot cure you, there is naturally the Tathagata Buddha who can subdue you.

Haha, let me laugh for a moment.

Lin Lan's unconcealed laughter annoyed Da Wang and San Wang, and both of them glared at her.

At this moment, a cold snort came from the room. The two children were so scared that their faces turned pale. They immediately straightened their backs, looked straight ahead, and looked serious.

Lin Lan pursed her lips and walked into the house, "Erwang Wheat Ear, it smells so good."

Xiaowang ran over and said, "Mom, I'll play another one." He immediately nodded with his little hands and started playing the flute.

Lin Lan was surprised and said, "You are awesome, kid! I really admire you!"

Xiaowang is even more beautiful now.

Lin Lan went over to take a look and saw that Han Qingsong had almost finished sewing the floral quilt.

"Oh my, you are worthy of being Director Han, you are so awesome!" She gave a thumbs up.

Xiao Wang: "Mom, who is better, me or Dad?"

Lin Lan smiled and scratched his little nose, "Of course the kid is good. I don't think Dad can even blow a hole."

The child was happy and took Wangwang to see the duck brothers - actually they were duck sisters.

At mealtime, Lin Lan asked the two children to come over to eat. Han Qingsong said, "Let them go hungry."

Lin Lan whispered, "Education is education, and there's no need to be hungry. Don't let yourself get too hungry."

Han Qingsong: "Eat whose food you eat and listen to whose words you obey. If you don't obey, you won't eat."

Lin Lan nodded, nothing wrong.

It is indeed wrong to pick up the bowl to eat and then put it down to curse your mother.

However, the child doesn’t seem to be that naughty, he just has some of the usual problems that all other children have.

However, seeing Han Qingsong's stern expression, she really didn't dare to stroke the tiger's whiskers.

So, brothers, I’m sorry, mom will eat first.

In addition to the usual meals, Erwang also stewed an egg and pickled vegetable, which contained eggs, shrimp skins, and chopped green onions, and it was surprisingly delicious.

Lin Lan's eyes lit up as she ate. "Mm, delicious. Erwang's cooking skills are getting better and better."

This is better than my old mother, congratulations, from now on I can hand over the kitchen to you, and my old mother can just sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor. Hahahaha.

Erwang felt happy when he saw Lin Lan's smug and proud expression, but he always felt that there was something calculating in his mother's eyes.

Lin Lan coughed and said sincerely, "I have an important announcement to make."

Han Qingsong put down the chopsticks in her hand, and the other children immediately put down their chopsticks and looked at her.

Lin Lan was a little embarrassed. "Don't be so serious. You all have to go to school starting tomorrow."

Erwang and Maisui were ready, but Dawang and Sanwang outside were wilting.

Da Wang said nothing.

Sanwang objected at the time: "Mom, I'm not old enough, I'm only seven years old."

Lin Lan: "How is 7 years old young? Liu Hulan died for her country at the age of 15."

Sanwang: "Even if there are devils now, I am not afraid of sacrifice!"

Lin Lan slammed the table and said, "Why are you talking so much?" "Oh, do you think your old mother can't tell you off?"

Han Qingsong snorted softly, and Sanwang dared not say a word.

Although his mother can yell, she doesn't hit people. Hitting people would also be itchy.

His father is a wicked man, and his hands are wicked!

That slap on my butt, oh my god, my butt is still numb.

The eldest brother was in an even worse situation. He ran into Heidae's Black Foot and was kicked on the butt, falling to the ground.

Heidae also said that starting from tomorrow, everyone has to get up early to do morning exercises. Those who are late or fail to keep up will be punished, and he will decide the method of punishment.

But most likely you will get whipped, (⊙ o ⊙ )!!

Sanwang couldn't help but lower his head to glance at the vine at the base of the wall. Even though the vine was only as thick as a little finger, it would hurt if it hit him.

Sanwang subconsciously squeezed towards his elder brother, squeezing Dawang so hard that he was shaking. Dawang threatened him with his eyes, but he was not afraid.

After dinner, Han Qingsong continued to sew the second quilt.

Lin Lan whispered, "Would you two like to have dinner?"

Han Qingsong: "You have the final say."

Lin Lan went out and said, "Let's eat."

Da Wang snorted, somewhat unconvinced, but San Wang rushed into the house, grabbed the bowl and slurped the porridge, "Delicious, delicious!"

Starving.

Lin Lan didn't care about Da Wang. Han Qingsong was at home anyway, so she didn't care how naughty he was.

Lin Lan took out the military satchel and said, "This is the schoolbag your father brought back. I will give it to whoever scores the best on the exam during the New Year!"

She hung the army green schoolbag on a wooden wedge on the wall so that the children could drool over it every day and it motivated them.

Erwang and Maisui's eyes lit up, they both wanted it.

Sanwang also swallowed his saliva.

Da Wang didn't even look at it, seemingly unmoved.

Lin Lan took out the pencils and notebooks she had bought, one pencil and one notebook for each child, and one eraser for each child. She would go to school tomorrow to ask the teacher to think of a solution for the textbooks, and then one book would be enough for the two children.

Four children, two tables, and one book for each, that's enough.

She placed the schoolbag she had sewn on the table and made a pencil curtain out of a piece of tunic, rolling up four pencils inside to protect the nibs.

I'll buy another pencil case when I have the chance.

Erwang and Maisui were very interested in the pen curtain; they had never seen anything like it before.

Erwang: It is useful, but it is too ugly and there is no flower embroidery on it.

He glanced at Han Qingsong who was still sewing the quilt, wondering if Director Han could embroider.

At night, Lin Lan and Mai Sui hugged Xiao Wang, and the three of them covered themselves with a new quilt. It was warm and cozy, which was really nice.

The men were covered with the military blankets that Han Qingsong brought back. Han Qingsong was leading Erwang, Dawang and Sanwang. The blankets were a little small.

Sanwang punches in his sleep and tries to grab the quilt. At first, Dawang can't cover him. Later, Dawang covers him tightly. Sanwang's head is buried in his big brother's arms, and his lower body is on the wall. He doggie-paddles from time to time, as if he is swimming.

The next day, Han Qingsong got up before dawn, picked up a small rattan stick, and gently hit the edge of the kang, and Da Wang sat up.

Erwang also hurried up.

As soon as his elder brother left, Sanwang fell down from the wall, lying on his back, sleeping with his arms and legs spread out, smacking his lips, and dreaming about something delicious.

Han Qingsong hesitated for a moment and was about to call him up.

Lin Lan woke up and quickly gestured, "Child, get some more sleep."

According to her, Erwang should also sleep longer, as he is still a child at the age of 9.

Da Wang should be educated, after all, she can't control him.

She wanted to plead for Erwang, but was afraid that Dawang would feel unbalanced, so she held back and gave Erwang an encouraging look.

Erwang was a little embarrassed at first. Thinking about how cold the winter would be and how warm the quilt would be, he didn't want to get up at all.

Now feeling his father's majesty and his mother's encouragement, he had to get up with great difficulty.

So Mai Sui, Sanwang, Xiaowang and Wangwang were all sleeping soundly.

The two brothers started training with their father early in the morning. They first followed him to learn stretching movements, then ran to warm up, and then came back to do push-ups.

Erwang: "Dad, it's raining and the road is hard to walk on. I can't run."

"Just flatten the road and you can run." Han Qingsong didn't give any face at all.

Two brothers: ...

Erwang: "Dad, my shoes are ruined by the mud. My mother will be mad."

Han Qingsong thought for a moment and said, "Find a place to lie prone. The oldest is forty, and the second and third are thirty."

Da Wang had no problem with this, but Er Wang had some difficulty.

If the movements are not in place, Han Qingsong will hit the legs with the cane neither too hard nor too soft. He requires the legs to be straight with the head, back, hips and legs in a straight line. If the movements are still not in place after being reminded, he will hit them with more force.

If they didn't run, they would do push-ups and deep squat jumps. After half an hour, the two boys were sweating profusely and their bodies were numb.

When they finished training, Mai Sui and San Wang came out yawning and asked in surprise, "Where have you been?"

Da Wang snorted and walked into the house angrily. Er Wang looked like he had lost all hope in life. "Sister, why are you a woman?"

Mai Sui: "Do you want to be a woman?"

Erwang was happy about it, at least he didn't have to be ruthlessly trained by his father.

They say it’s an honor to have a father who is a soldier. It’s a great honor!

Some are bloody tears.

After the children were trained, their appetite increased, so Lin Lan had to spend some time thinking about breakfast.

Han Qingsong: "You two should step on each other's legs to relax your muscles."

He didn't hold the cane when he said this, so Da Wang didn't take it seriously.

Han Qingsong ignored him.

Lin Lan persuaded Erwang, "There's no harm in listening to your father."

Erwang listened to Lin Lan and let Sanwang and Mai Sui step on him. It felt so painful when they stepped on him that he felt like he was in ecstasy.

Lin Lan's mother looked at him kindly, "Erwang, you will know the benefits tomorrow."

Tomorrow when Da Wang's legs ache so much that his teeth are gnashing, and you are as light as a swallow, you will know that your father did not lie to you.

Don't think you're fine just because you're busy doing farm work. Squat jumps and push-ups train different muscle groups.

This is something I learned from experience!

As expected, the two children had a big appetite for breakfast. Lin Lan thought that she had to find a way to get food so as not to just sit there and eat all the food.

The little brat is making my father poor.

Lin Lan took out the schoolbag she had worked so hard to sew, put the notebook and pencil case in it, and handed it to Da Wang, "Da Wang, carry it on your back, and hand it out to your brothers and sisters in the classroom, and put them in after school. Don't damage it or lose it, a pencil costs three cents."

She then said to Han Qingsong, "You send the children over. It's the first day of school, and parents have to send them there."

It also has a sense of ceremony.

Han Qingsong glanced at her and nodded.

Lin Lan gave him some more money, "This is for tuition. Also, ask the teacher to buy some books for the children. One set for both children will be enough."

She thought that she would have to give Han Qingsong some pocket money in the future, as it was not good for a man to go out without money.

Han Qingsong didn't have a penny on him, so he just took the money his wife gave him, glanced at the children, and suppressed their happiness or unhappiness as they followed him to school.

When we arrived at the school, Han Qingping was already there, and there were still thirty or forty students in the classroom.

The school had only one big classroom, which was made up of three rooms put together, with blackboards at the front and back, and there were three teachers in total.

Han Qingping is the principal and teaches Chinese to grades one to five. Another teacher teaches mathematics to grades one to five. Huo Yuan teaches art, music and science.

Although there are five grades, there aren't that many children. There are more in grades one and two, less than 20 in total, and we have to add in students from surrounding villages. There are 10 in grade three, and 10 in grades four and five combined.

At that time, people didn't study seriously anywhere, especially in the countryside, where people only learned a few words.

In many places, Chinese classes involve poor farmers telling family histories and recalling past hardships; in math classes, students follow the production team to calculate work points; in science classes, students study how to grow crops and produce fertilizers; and in music and art, students recite and record patriotic songs.

After all, at that time everyone felt that studying was useless. Even if you studied in a junior high school, you still had to go home to farm. Factories didn't recruit workers and universities didn't recruit students. It was really useless.

So the school also has tasks. The teachers will lead the children to cut grass, once in the morning and once in the afternoon. During the busy farming season, they also have to go to the fields to help harvest the crops.

In this way, children can learn to read and count as well as earn work points, so parents are willing to let them continue to go to school. Otherwise, they will either be mowing the lawn or looking after the children and basically will not come to school.

Han Qingsong sent the child over. Han Qingping was very happy and talked to Han Qingsong a lot. The most common words were "Qingsong, Lin Lan has made great progress now. Very good, very good! It's not a problem if she is stupid, but a problem if she doesn't change. She knows how to make progress now. She is really a rare good woman."

The more he boasted, the more excited he became, and he always felt that he had accomplished something in educating others, which made him feel very happy.

Han Qingsong: "The children don't have textbooks. You can buy two for them. One is enough for both children."

Da Wang and San Wang are at the same table, Mai Sui and Er Wang.

Han Qingping was a little embarrassed, "The book was published a while ago, I'm afraid it's hard to buy now."

Da Wang immediately raised his eyebrows and stuffed his schoolbag into the arms of Mai Sui at the front desk. "There's no point in going to class without books. I'm leaving now."

He stood up, and Sanwang immediately followed him, looking very proud.

Han Qingsong said coldly: "If you don't have a textbook, just copy it and memorize it!"

Dawang: “…………”

Sanwang: (⊙o⊙) Oh!!

After Han Qingsong finished speaking, he said to Han Qingping: "Leave the child to the teacher. If he doesn't behave, just beat him."

Han Qingsong left after saying this.

The fourth child of the Korean family: …………

Da Wang held the pen like a sickle, his eyes full of murderous intent. Going to school is a waste of time. Sitting here is like a fool. He might as well go cut grass and earn work points.

Han Qingping first introduced the classroom discipline and talked about the daily schedule. "Students, don't worry. We have labor classes. It won't interfere with mowing the lawn. We can even mow the lawn and have classes at the same time."

He talked about the content of the first Chinese class. The first sentence we had to learn was "May our great leader Chairman M live forever!"

After learning to read, you have to learn to write, and start with the simplest ones.

Han Qingping saw Da Wang holding a pen in the same way as holding a sickle, and quickly demonstrated how to hold a pen so that the students could follow suit.

Da Wang couldn't learn it, and he became so upset that he almost broke his pencil.

Sanwang quickly reminded him: "Brother, three cents!"

If you break your leg, your mother will definitely complain when you get home. If she complains, expect to be beaten.

He understood clearly that his father had to listen to his mother, and as long as his mother was unhappy, no one would have a good ending.

The couple who were labeled as the wife following the husband's lead were still sewing the quilt. Han Qingsong finished sewing the second bed that he had not finished last night, while Lin Lan planned to sew a mattress.

The kang was too hard and she couldn't sleep comfortably.

At that time, many families only had one quilt for the whole family, and they didn't even have to worry about mattresses.

The original owner only had two quilts, one large and one small, and had never had a mattress.

A small family like Lin Lan's owns four quilts, which is definitely the first in the village.

She looked around and thought that if she pieced together the remaining rags and some discarded old cotton, she could make a thin mattress.

It is definitely not warm, but fortunately there is no need to keep warm. It is always softer as a cushion than just a kang.

At this time, Xiaowang brought Wangwang back from outside, with Dizi tied with a hemp rope and carried on his back. Seeing the adults sewing the quilt, the child couldn't help but go up and roll around.

Lin Lan was more tolerant of Xiaowang than other children, but she didn't want him to roll around on the new quilt with dust from outside, so she coaxed him not to go on top.

It was rare for Xiaowang to act coquettishly and naughtily, but the quilt was too tempting and he wanted to roll out.

Han Qingsong was about to frown when Lin Lan winked at him, signaling him not to be so harsh to the child.

Han Qingsong's expression softened. "Come here, I'll tell you a story."

Lin Lan pricked up her ears. He could tell stories? He was lying to children.

Xiaowang has never been close to Han Qingsong and is even a little afraid of him. But when he hears about telling stories, he moves closer. "Wangwang likes listening to stories the most."

Han Qingsong told him a story about a stupid woman and a greedy man. The stupid woman sewed a quilt and sewed herself into the quilt, while the greedy man thought about food all the time. When it rained, he said the sound of the rain hitting the window sounded like frying beans, and when it snowed, he said the sound of the rain fluttering like pulling noodles...

To Lin Lan, it sounded dry and without any emotion at all.

Xiaowang, however, listened with great interest and kept asking, "Has that stupid woman come out yet? Has the glutton got to eat?" Children like happy endings no matter what story they listen to.

Han Qingsong glanced at Lin Lan and said, "The stupid wife has a diligent man, and the greedy man has a skillful wife. Both are satisfied."

Xiaowang was also satisfied.

Lin Lan felt guilty and almost identified herself with him. Was he making fun of her for being stupid?

Han Qingsong became more and more skilled at sewing. He had finished sewing the quilt in a short while and also helped Lin Lan sew the mattress.

Lin Lan quickly refused, "No, no, the mattress is very thin, I can do it myself."

Han Qingsong did not insist, "I'll go to the brigade and buy some wood."

Lin Lan had said before that she wanted to pack two boxes to store clothes. It was really unsafe at home without a place to lock up valuables.

At this time, the furniture that young people used for their weddings was basically a table, two stools or a stool, a wardrobe and two suitcases. The wardrobe was a deep square cabinet with a lot of storage space. It could easily hold five or six quilts and seasonal clothes. If conditions allowed, a large box could be stacked on top, which would be half the size of the wardrobe.

The two suitcases are very small and usually contain small or private items.

At that time, there was no concept of wardrobe in the countryside.

A more alternative arrangement is to put a kang cabinet on the kang. However, most families have many children, and it is very crowded for a couple and their children to sleep on the same kang, so there is no place to put a kang cabinet or the like on the kang.

These pieces of furniture are all square, without any special shapes, which maximizes the value of the wood and provides the most storage space.

Lin Lan and Han Qingsong's wedding was very shabby. They only had a lame table and two suitcases, one of which she gave to her nephew and the other was now in tatters. They had no other wardrobes, large boxes, or kang cabinets.

Han Qingsong wanted to make a set of furniture for Lin Lan, including a set of tables and stools, two suitcases, a wardrobe and a large box. If he could buy more wood, he could also make a five-drawer cabinet, a wardrobe and the like.

It is estimated that a lot of wood will be needed.

Fortunately, he has a job now and gets paid every month, so paying the carpenter's fee is not a problem.

Generally, when villagers want to make furniture, they will ask a carpenter from the village to do it, or they will ask the carpenter to come to their house and cook for them and pay them a little money, or they will send the wood to the village and ask the carpenter to help them make the furniture and pay them more money.

Han Qingsong found out that the carpenters in the village had average skills. A few years ago, those who asked him to make household items said that the workmanship was already broken or their legs were so shaky that they could not stand.

He first went to the team to find the team leader and exchanged the thick locust tree from his family for some dried locust wood, as well as some ready-made wood and boards of any species, including elm, catalpa, poplar, or sycamore.

The wood used to make furniture cannot be freshly cut down from trees. It must be dried in the shade for one or two years. Otherwise, the wood will shrink and the furniture will be ruined.

After changing the wood, he was not in a hurry to pull it away. He put it at the brigade headquarters first. Everyone knew it was his and no one dared to take it at this time.

They still remember clearly the drooping legs and arms of the four thieves. The area of ​​the shadow must be quite large. Who would dare to target the director's house?

Han Qingyun knew that he was changing wood to make furniture, and enthusiastically gave him advice, "Third brother, I'm telling you, don't ask Grasshopper Legs to make furniture. His craftsmanship is too poor. My eldest brother's furniture is all broken, and my eldest sister-in-law keeps complaining about it. You should find Carpenter Wang from Wanghetun in the south. He has good craftsmanship. He made my second brother's furniture, and it hasn't changed at all."

Grasshopper Leg is the nickname of the carpenter in this village. He likes to drink wine but has no snacks to go with it. He can finish a meal with a grasshopper leg. He claims that he likes to eat grasshoppers the most.

Han Qingsong had also learned about it before, and it was similar to what Han Qingyun said, "Okay."

Han Qingyun asked him what he wanted to buy, and Han Qingsong said, "The whole set."

Han Qingyun looked at him in surprise, "Full set? Third brother, you made so many things that there is no room for them in the house."

Han Qingsong thought about it seriously and said, "Well, we have to build a new house."