The day of making chive cakes soon arrived, so I washed the chives a day in advance as usual.
Because Song Jinxiu said something, Aunt Cuihua planned to make 15 kilograms of flour this year.
Song Jinxiu was washed so hard that she could hardly stand up straight.
This is terrible! Last time I packed ten kilograms of noodles, it took me until the afternoon to finish. This time, I have to wait until the evening!
"Uncle, I see that the children in our village are very talented in studying, so it's not a good idea for me to continue teaching them!
You know my strength best, and I'm fine with the initial introduction, but it would be a waste of time for me to teach you any further." Song Jinxiu chatted with the village chief while wrapping chive cakes.
Liu Ankang already knew a lot of words, but she hadn't received any systematic instruction. She was also planning to go to the city.
"I'll ask someone to look for it after the New Year. Our village is too far away and there are not many children. Those with some ability have been recruited by schools in town or city." said the village chief.
"Haven't you ever thought about going out to develop? The world is peaceful now, and you should consider the children's future. It's not a solution to stay here all the time!" Song Jinxiu asked tentatively.
In the next few decades, the gap between urban and rural areas will be very large. If you buy a house in the city now and get a city hukou, you may be able to get a job when public-private partnerships are implemented.
Nowadays, all shops are privately owned, and are usually run by the entire family. When they hire people, they usually ask their relatives for help. It’s not that they can’t find people, but there are not many choices.
"Are you planning to move away?" asked the village chief.
"I have this idea, but I haven't figured out the details yet. An An is very talented in studying, and there's not much I can teach him!
I'm planning to go to the city to have a look. I heard the teaching staff at City No. 1 is quite good," Song Jinxiu said.
It will be 1952 soon. I will go to the city in 1953, or at the latest in 1954, buy a small yard and find a job.
Otherwise, it won’t be as easy as it is now once the cooperative is established!
Farming, I will never be able to farm in this life.
I have no shortage of money and food, so as for academic qualifications.
What is the purpose of studying? To get a good job, to make a lot of money, to live a better life.
I have already accomplished all of these, so I don’t need to endure the pain of studying again!
(Do you have a house? Do you have a car? Do you have money?
Is the house big enough? Are there enough cars? Is the money thick enough?
Can you afford a babysitter? Can you afford a driver?
If there is a negative answer, please continue to endure the hardship of learning!
The fish leaps over the dragon gate, knowledge can really change your destiny.
Don't pin your hopes on anyone else. It's better to rely on yourself than on others. Others can only serve as embellishments.
The village chief thought for a while before saying, "I understand. Let them discuss it themselves when the time comes."
"Oh." Song Jinxiu replied! "By the way, does anyone in the village know Russian? They have learned the basics well, but they don't seem to know Russian."
Since Song Jinxiu doesn't know how to do it, of course there's no way to teach her!
Russian today is like English in later generations, a compulsory course!
Song Jinxiu doesn't want her students to be stuck on this subject after they go out!
"Dahua's Russian is good. I'll ask her later if she's willing to teach!" said the village chief after thinking for a while.
There are many people in the village who can speak Russian, but not many are suitable for teaching.
"Xiao Song, are you planning to move to the city?" asked Aunt Cuihua.
"Hehe, I just had this idea and haven't discussed it with An An yet." Song Jinxiu replied.
We must leave, and I'm taking this opportunity to say it out. It would be even better if someone in the village wants to go with us.
The days ahead will be better in the city!
"It's better to go to the city. Life there is more convenient and An An can get a better education." Aunt Cuihua said with a smile.
"When the time comes, you can take Niu Dan with you. We will live next door and leave uncle and brother Dazhu here to farm." Song Jinxiu leaned against Aunt Cuihua and said in a low voice.
After all, the village chief is still at home. I can't let him hear it.
"Haha, that's great!" Aunt Cuihua said with a smile.
"I'm serious. Niu Dan has a strong learning ability and we can't let him be buried here. If you don't go with me, I will kidnap Niu Dan!" Song Jinxiu said.
She most hopes that Aunt Cuihua can be with her, and she doesn't know whether the future development will be the same as she remembers.
Even if it were the same, I couldn't remember what happened. I only knew that the countryside would be very hardship, and there might be famine.
"If you want to kidnap him, I'll just take him away. That naughty boy won't make me angry at home all day long!" Aunt Cuihua said with disgust.
"Oh my... You say you are so disgusted, but if I really took Goudan away, you would immediately pack up your things and chase after me before we even reach the village entrance! Hahaha!" Song Jinxiu joked.
"You kid, you have no respect for your elders!" Aunt Cuihua knocked on Song Jinxiu's forehead.
"Oh, be careful not to mess up my hair!" Song Jinxiu quickly dodged.
"What kind of hairstyle is that!" Aunt Cuihua scolded with a smile.
Ever since she cut her hair short, Song Jinxiu has maintained this student hairstyle.
It’s so convenient and much easier to manage than that long hair!
"Look at my hair, three, two, four, five strands sticking together, all in a pattern, lined up!
Your knock has messed up the formation, and my hair is not as smart as mine, so once it gets messed up, everything gets messed up.
Then my hair will be frizzy!" Song Jinxiu said nonsense seriously while blowing the loose hair in front of her forehead.
"Oh, they are fighting!" Dazhu took two sticks and picked up two strands of Song Jinxiu's hair from behind.
"Auntie, look, Brother Dazhu is bullying me again!" His head cannot be cut off, his blood cannot be shed, and his hair cannot be messed up.
"I didn't bully you. Don't say anything that will ruin my reputation." Dazhuzi said from the side.
Song Jinxiu glared at him, and Dazhu made a face in return.
"How come you are even more childish than me? You're already a father, what kind of behavior do you have? Don't you know that you should set a good example?" Song Jinxiu said.
"As their teacher, you should set a good example." Dazhuzi retorted.
"I'm a good role model." He then shouted into the room, "Uncle, Dazhu asked if you have anything else to help with. If not, he'll come and help make chive cakes!"
"..." When Song Jinxiu called for help, Dazhuzi wanted to step forward and cover her mouth, but unfortunately he didn't dare.
"It's okay, you pack it!" The voice of the village chief came from the house.
"Brother Dazhu, uncle asked you to wrap it!" Song Jinxiu smiled sweetly at him.
"You are a snitch, how come you are more childish than a cow's egg!" Dazhuzi hit Song Jinxiu on the head with a stick.
"Uncle, Brother Dazhu asked why you only know how to let him do it, and he asked you to do it yourself." Song Jinxiu said loudly again.
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense. I said I would come back after washing my hands. I just picked up some firewood." Dazhuzi quickly argued.
This made Aunt Cuihua laugh out loud!
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