Deng Qingling came home early, and no one was at home yet. The children had already taken Liang Xueying out.
Deng Qingling saw that it was still early and decided to go to the town. She did it without hesitation, grabbed a backpack and went out.
When she arrived in the town, Deng Qingling remembered that she had not yet told her parents that she was a teacher, so she went straight to the state-owned restaurant.
Deng Qingling walked to the restaurant and didn't see her elder brother. She thought he was busy in the kitchen!
"Hello, comrade, could you please call Master Deng out for me? I need him for something."
"Who are you? Are you looking for our Master Deng?" When the waitress said this, she looked at Deng Qingling subtly.
It seemed as if he was judging whether she was a good person.
Deng Qingling: "My name is Deng Qingling, and I'm your Master Deng's younger sister."
"Oh, I'll call someone for you right away." The waitress breathed a sigh of relief, glad that she had not offended her.
"Okay, thank you for your help, comrade." Deng Qingling didn't care about her attitude.
Soon, Deng Chun came out of the kitchen. He walked quickly to Deng Qingling and said, "Little sister, you're here! How come you have time to come to see me today?"
Deng Qingling said with a smile: "Brother, I came here today to tell you good news."
"What good news can you have?" Deng Chun asked doubtfully.
"The brigade built a school! They were recruiting teachers, so I took the election exam and was accepted," said Deng Qingling.
"Is this true?" Deng Chun was stunned. He couldn't believe that his little sister could become a teacher.
Deng Qingling: "Of course it's true! I came to town to see you after class today."
"Little sister, you are so amazing. I said that among us brothers and sisters, you have the smartest brain, and it turned out to be true." Deng Chun looked very proud and couldn't wait to go home and tell his parents.
Deng Qingling smiled and said, "Brother, go home tonight and tell my parents. I won't be going back. I'll go back to see them during the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Okay, little sister, wait for me for a moment." After Deng Chun finished speaking, he walked towards the kitchen and quickly took out a brown paper bag.
"Little sister, here are two or three buns. Take them back and give them to Haohao and the others." Deng Chun said as he stuffed the bag into Deng Qingling's hands.
"Thank you, brother." Deng Qingling said.
Deng Qingling did not refuse. Although there were buns in her own space, this was a gift from an uncle to her nephew, and she should not refuse her uncle's kindness on behalf of the child.
Deng Chun saw people coming in one after another and wanted to say a few more words, but unfortunately he didn't have time.
"Little sister, I won't chat with you anymore. There are more and more people here, and I can't just chat and not work."
Deng Qingling smiled and said, "It's okay, big brother, you go ahead and do your work. I have something to do later."
Deng Chun responded with an "ok" and walked towards the kitchen.
Deng Qingling didn't stay for long, turned around and left, went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a box of matches and came out. There was nothing else to buy, so she turned around and walked back.
When he came near the bamboo forest and saw that there was no one around, he went inside, took a pound of pork, two pounds of dried shrimps, two pounds of mung beans, and a pound of rock sugar, put them in his backpack, and left.
As soon as she reached the foot of the mountain, she heard a bicycle bell ringing behind her. Deng Qingling realized that she might be blocking the road and quickly walked to the side.
Soon the bicycle stopped in front of Deng Qingling and a man walked down.
Guo Jianping: "Wife, it's really you! I thought I had the wrong person."
"Jianping! Why are you back? And riding a bicycle!" Deng Qingling asked in surprise.
He went home during the Dragon Boat Festival and hasn't been back since last month.
"I bought a big watermelon! I thought I'd bring it back for you guys to try. As for the bicycle, I borrowed it from a driver."
As Guo Jianping spoke, he lifted a corner of the sack in the basket to let his wife see the big watermelon he had bought.
Although Guo Jianping's master was promoted to workshop director, he still called him master.
Looking at his actions, it seems like he wants to come and praise me.
Deng Qingling smiled self-evidently and said, "If you buy a watermelon and take it home, the kids will definitely be happy."
Big watermelons! Deng Qingling's space was full of them. Each watermelon weighed at least ten pounds, and some even weighed more than ten or twenty pounds.
Besides, the watermelon varieties are different. Those are modern improved watermelons. How dare I show them to others?
The couple returned home quickly. It was dinner time and no one was walking around in the village, so no one saw Guo Jianping riding his bicycle home.
Guo Haochen heard his parents talking and walked out of the main room. When he saw his father, he immediately ran over, hugged Guo Jianping's thighs, and shouted happily: "Dad, you're back!"
Deng Qingling: I am a big guy, but you guys don’t look down on me?
Everyone in the room who heard the noise came out. When the twins saw their father, they ran over, surrounded Guo Jianping and acted coquettishly, vying to be held by him.
Liang Xueying and Guo Youxing's attention was on the bicycles.
This bicycle looks half-new, could it be that he bought it and repaired it himself?
Deng Qingling: Can't you see me at all?
Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Deng Qingling went straight to the kitchen, put her things in place, then washed her hands and ate.
Liang Xueying asked with a distressed look on her face: "Jianping, is this bicycle yours?"
Although it’s neither new nor old, it still costs a lot of money!
"No, this is my master's bicycle. Oh, I almost forgot the big watermelon I bought." Guo Jianping said as he took out the watermelon from the basket.
"Wow." Everyone said in surprise.
This watermelon is really big, probably weighs about 7 or 8 kilograms!
"Dad, can we eat now?" Guo Haochen asked.
The three children stared at him.
"It's not possible now. The watermelon has become warm from the sun and is not tasty. It will only taste good after being soaked in cold water," said Guo Jianping.
"Then when can we eat it?" Guo Haoxi's saliva was almost flowing out.
It’s not that I haven’t eaten watermelon before, but I’ve never seen one this big. It’s much bigger than the watermelons grown by my uncle.
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