Chapter 277 I, Li Guihua, am here
The winter in Huating is not too cold.
At least there's no need to block windows and doors with plastic sheets.
You don’t have to wear cotton pants or cotton jackets that are so thick that you can’t bend them.
Liu Qingqing slept until she woke up naturally, turned over and looked at the clock.
It’s already past nine o’clock~!
Being a teacher is a good job, with winter and summer vacations.
The child lets go, and she lets go too.
I just have to report to the textile factory occasionally.
He got up, put on his slippers, and slid out of the bedroom.
The room was silent.
It was obvious that classmate Xiao Song had gone out to play, so he glanced at the porridge and buns that Song Jinglin left in the pot.
It was already cold, so she simply moved it out and stuffed it into the space.
Then he took out a bowl of vegetarian noodles and started eating.
This vegetarian noodle was packed from Wuning. It was the first time I went out to a restaurant and I had it.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or if it really tastes good.
She likes vegetarian noodles very much.
After eating alone, Liu Qingqing cleaned up the kitchen and started kneading the dough.
Two grams of flour mixed with cornmeal.
Although there is no shortage of fine grains at home, Liu Qingqing still occasionally makes some delicious coarse grains.
As for coarse grains like wheat bran that can make the throat sore, forget it. She just wants to be healthy, not suffer.
The white flour at this time is black.
Whether it is the whitest Fuqiang powder nowadays, or the output of Space䋢.
It's all like this.
Maybe because there are no whitening agents added, pure natural green flour is this color?
After kneading the dough, set it aside.
Students who came to take make-up classes arrived one after another at ten o'clock.
In order to sleep in and take a nap, she scheduled the tutoring time at 10 a.m. and 3 p.m., which is really unheard of.
I took the college entrance examination for three or four consecutive years.
Everyone also calmed down a lot.
Know that this is not an easy task.
At the same time, many in-service teachers have started to offer supplementary classes during their rest time.
It can be driven from the time I get off work in the evening until ten o'clock, and even all day on weekends.
Now that winter vacation is here, I am even busier.
It's incomparable to Liu Qingqing's lazy tutoring.
In fact, if these children were not sent here by their parents from the compound, she would not want to take them with her.
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"We have a break this afternoon because the teacher has something to do." Liu Qingqing closed the book and announced the end of get out of class.
A group of children had no idea what worry felt like, and ran out of the house shouting "Oh wow".
Liu Qingqing went into the kitchen, blanched the ribs, fried sugar color, and stewed the ingredients.
Then I soaked a small pot of dried potatoes.
Pork ribs stewed with dried potatoes is a delicacy and Mrs. Liu’s favorite.
The dried potatoes needed to be added later, so she patted the cornmeal into pancakes and stuck them to the edge of the pot.
This pot sticker is the best.
This pot contains both vegetables and staple food. Liu Qingqing thought about it and added a plate of winter bamboo shoots to stir-fry when she comes back.
Old Mrs. Liu has never eaten stir-fried bamboo shoots before.
During this period, transportation was not well developed, and people were more concerned about having enough to eat than eating well.
Many regional foods are only available in the local area.
After the pot of ribs was cooked, she turned off the fire, wiped her hands and went out to meet someone.
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After the Taoshan Village Brigade installed a telephone, Old Lady Liu excitedly paid the money and made a call.
We didn’t have this condition before, but now there’s a phone at the doorstep, so can’t we chat as much as we want?
The idea was good, but after I hung up the phone, I heard the village chief say he would give me another dollar...
Mrs. Liu:Σ(°△°|||)︴
This thing is too expensive. Really too expensive.
The money was not wasted. She would tell everyone she met: "You know how expensive it is to make a phone call? I only said a few words, and it cost me $1.50. That little money is enough to buy a piece of meat."
Calling my daughter is something you only do once.
Although the sound feels good.
But if this money were used to write letters, it would be enough to write a hundred or eighty letters.
It's so appropriate that I can say everything I want to say.
But it can’t be said that the phone is useless. It is much more convenient for my daughter to find her.
As soon as she received a phone call, she went there with her small bag.
After getting off the platform, Old Mrs. Liu smiled with her eyes narrowed.
"I never thought in my dreams that I, Li Guihua, could go to such a big place."
Liu Qingqing shouted twice from a distance, but seeing that Old Lady Liu didn't respond, she had no choice but to try to squeeze into the crowd.
In recent years, more and more people have been taking the train.
The atmosphere was even scarier than when we climbed through the window a few years ago.
But it is still not as good as the Indian train, with its famous scene of people hanging on and off.
As soon as I got closer, I heard my mother still sighing here.
"Mom, let's go."
"Hey, hey, hey, this big city is different. Look at how crowded it is..."
It's different from what others describe.
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