Liu Qingqing lay on the bed, touching her round belly and sighing. The meat powder tasted really bad. She wanted to try the vegetarian one in a few days.
The next morning, Liu Qingqing was still in the space when she was startled by a knock on the door.
He walked to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me." Song Jinglin's low voice came.
"Wait a moment."
She didn't expect him to come.
And you come so early.
He hurriedly changed into his work clothes, gave his face a rough cleansing, and then went to open the door.
The room was full of decorative items. She would move them one by one after get off work every day, and the quilt would be folded every day.
Outside the door was Song Jinglin and a large roll of bedding.
"What's this for?"
"I noticed your quilt was too thin yesterday. You might have slept cold."
As he spoke, he walked into the room, opened the roll in his hand, and spread it under her quilt.
I looked around and was very dissatisfied with the bolt at the door.
I went to the logistics department to borrow some tools to make some noise.
Liu Qingqing raised her hand, but was too weak to put it down.
Let him be.
I went to the cafeteria and got two breakfasts.
Because Song Jinglin was there today, she beat a few more eggs, steamed buns, millet porridge, and pickles.
This is a huge difference from just buying porridge at that time.
The food chef Yu hurriedly asked the others, "Did Xiao Liu spend a fortune? He ate so much this morning."
"I heard that her husband is here, a soldier."
"Oh, so you know how to live."
"That's right. I eat that every day, but my man buys me food as soon as he comes. Xiao Liu is not bad."
Liu Qingqing didn't know that she had inadvertently become one of the "Twenty-Four Filial Daughters-in-Law" circulated in the grain station.
She arranged breakfast and sent the person away in a hurry.
At noon, she took advantage of the little time she had and hurried to Wuning No. 1 Middle School.
When they reached a secluded place, she released the bicycle.
She practiced many times during this period, and the big bar got stuck in her crotch. She screamed in pain every time she hung on it.
If a short man rode it, he would suffer at least 10,000 points of damage.
Practice makes perfect, and after a run-up she can easily swing her legs and get on the car.
By reporting Wu Guilan's name, I was easily admitted to Wuning No. 1 Middle School.
I stopped a student on the way and asked about the principal's office.
Liu Qingqing was thinking about the feasibility of this matter all the way.
When Wu Guilan heard the knock on the door, she thought it was a student. Students nowadays don’t care.
If you find something wrong, you have to report the teacher and set an example.
Hearing the sound of "come in", Liu Qingqing came in with a pound of rice and a pound of noodles. Since it was a grain station, they brought local specialties.
"Principal Wu, are you busy now?"
Wu Guilan asked in surprise: "Sister?"
Liu Qingqing took the opportunity to say, "Sister Wu, my name is Liu Qingqing. When you mentioned Wuning No. 1 Middle School last time, I wanted to discuss something with you."
Wu Guilan was asking for help from above, so after inviting her to sit down, she asked, "What's the matter? If it's not difficult, I'll do my best."
"I want to get a high school diploma."
Upon hearing this, Wu Guilan frowned.
Just a pound of rice and a pound of noodles and you want her to get a diploma? That's too...
Liu Qingqing saw the surprise in her expression and smiled as she took out her elementary and middle school diplomas.
"Sister Wu, I didn't continue studying after graduating from junior high school. Classes were suspended at the time, and there were no exams. Do you think there is any solution for my situation?"
After a brief pause, she continued, "For example, I could take the entrance exam. If I pass, I'll pay the tuition and attend classes. But I may not be able to attend. You know my situation. I will take the exam when it's time."
Wu Guilan was a little confused after hearing her statement. She had never encountered such a situation before.
"There's still room for improvement. Your admissions file can be based on this year's enrollment."
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