Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Let People Eat
Shitou has been in school for more than half a year. Now in the hot summer, he wakes up very early.
When the weather is hot, the school hours are changed to the morning.
Shitou still remembers that on the first day he went to school, his mother, father and sister sent him to the school gate and stared at him eagerly.
Kang Zhuqing was the most excited one. She never expected that she would be able to witness the day when there would be a school in Li County.
The school gate was full of parents who came to send their children. Of course, there were also a few young men and women who came alone and looked a little lonely in the bustling crowd.
Shitou put on his small schoolbag, slung his arms around his breakfast money, and went out to school yawning.
Occasionally, when we meet acquaintances, we would exchange pleasantries with them, "Shitou is going to school."
Because elder sister Shi Jin is the foreman of a textile workshop, many people are very enthusiastic about the Shitou family.
I have been studying for half a year now, and I can actually tell the difference between good and bad grades. Those who can't learn just can't learn.
The older children, around nine or ten years old, have already started thinking about their future based on their grades.
The school was just like the old manor, where students sat on cushions during classes. There were no tables, so if they wanted to practice writing, they had to use tree branches.
It was a year later that we gave them small tables and stools and gave them paper to practice writing.
Those who want to change their destiny through reading will naturally study hard. They will find every spare moment to practice calligraphy and do exercises on the ground.
Shitou's deskmate is an eleven-year-old boy with average grades. His parents have already decided to send him to a technical school to become a blacksmith.
In front of the stone is a young lady named Lan Niang. Lan Niang studies very hard and practices calligraphy on the ground with tree branches when she gets home. She is determined to go to college.
As for Shi Tou, he still hasn't decided whether he should continue his studies or go to a technical school.
Even if you continue your studies, you still have many options after graduation.
All these made the ten-year-old Shitou very confused.
Fortunately, his sister comforted him, saying that it was still early before the entrance examination and he could think about it slowly. She also advised him to go to college if he could.
Lan Niang explained the problem of simplifying numbers to Shitou the day before, so Kang Zhuqing asked Shitou to bring her homemade wheat cakes to Lan Niang.
The Kang family now lives in very good conditions. The flour used in the fine wheat cakes is ground. Although it is not as fine as modern flour, it is at least not as irritating to the throat as the coarse wheat cakes. It is also smeared with lard and some minced meat.
Kang Zhuqing knew Lan Niang. Her mother was a colleague of hers, and from their interactions, she didn't seem particularly keen on Lan Niang going to school. Lan Niang had a younger brother and a younger sister, and she had to play both older sister and mother, doing laundry and cooking. She was clearly only eleven or twelve years old, yet she was so skinny.
Kang Zhuqing also said to Shitou, "After school, watch her finish her meal and don't let her take it home."
Shitou looked puzzled, "Why?"
Kang Zhuqing poked his forehead lightly, "If you take it home, will she have enough to eat? If her mother and father see it, they will have to share it with her younger brothers and sisters."
Shi Tou probably understood.
After school, Shitou found a deserted spot and took out a large wheat cake wrapped in leaves. "Yesterday you taught me how to write a question and some punctuation marks. My mother asked me to bring this to show her gratitude."
Lan Niang quickly waved her hand, "It's just a small favor. We are all classmates. This is too polite. I can't accept it."
Shitou stuffed the stone at Lan Niang and said, "Hey, just take it. If you don't accept it, how can I have the nerve to ask you questions in the future?"
Then Shitou said, "My mother asked me to watch you finish eating, otherwise she's afraid I might steal some."
Lan Niang was actually hungry. Three children was considered a large family in Li County, which also meant huge expenses.
Before the county lord came to Li County, she had never even smelled the smell of meat.
Now her family can eat meat three or four times a month, and she is very satisfied.
But the porridge in the morning was very thin, and the thick ones were all scooped out for my younger brother.
In her father's words, she has grown up, but her brother is still young, and if a child eats too little, he will not be able to survive.
Lan Niang didn't respond. If it were in the past, she would not dare to disobey her parents, but now that she was in school, she could stand up straighter.
So she gave half of her porridge to her sister.
"Yue Niang is still young, so she needs to eat more."
"You child, what's the difference between this little girl and this little boy? In the future, your brother will be working on the farm at home. If he's weak, what will happen to your father and I when we're old?"
Lan Niang drank the half porridge in the bowl in one gulp, picked up her bag and went out.
In the past, she also felt that what her mother and father said was right. Her younger brother would be the pillar of the family in the future, so it was right for him to eat more.
But ever since she went to school, she vaguely couldn't stand her mother and father's behavior. Who said that only men can be the pillar of the family? The team leader Shi Jin in the textile workshop was a girl, and she also became the pillar. Everyone who saw her on the street called her Team Leader Shi.
There is also Manager Mo who runs the perfume workshop and the soap workshop.
Isn’t she also a girl?
Who says that only those who have the strength to farm can become the backbone of the family?
It was just that she only ate half a bowl of porridge every morning, so she was indeed a little hungry. When she was hungry, her head would feel dizzy. During class, Lan Niang could only pinch herself to stay awake.
Lan Niang opened the leaves and found that what was inside was wheat cakes, fine wheat cakes at that. When she smelled it carefully, she could smell the aroma of lard.
Lan Niang's stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and when she took a bite, she found some minced meat. It was really delicious.
Kang Zhuqing was willing to use oil and fat. The cakes were naturally delicious, not to mention that Lan Niang had been hungry for the whole morning.
Shitou was watching Lan Niang eating one bite after another. As he watched, he suddenly felt that some ideas were about to emerge in his mind.
Having enough to eat is such a good and happy thing. It would be great if everyone in Dachen could have enough to eat.
He wanted to be someone who could feed others.
How can I become such a person? Should I become a chef?
What kind of position after graduation can provide food for others? It seems that there is no technical school for chefs now.
Lan Niang ate without caring about her image and said embarrassedly, "Thank you."
Shitou shook his head and said, "If you think it tastes good, I'll bring it back to you next time."
The two waved goodbye, and Shitou was still thinking.
Why don’t you ask someone?
Shitou waited for several days before he finally caught up with Guo Zi. The chances of him catching up at five o'clock in the morning were uncertain. Shitou caught up with him, panting, "Young Master Guo, I finally waited for you!"
Guo Zi went out to the suburban fields to look for dogtail grass, the one he usually held in his mouth. There was no such thing around the fifth watch, so he had to go out to the suburban fields every time.
Zhong Diyan complained more than once that he was pretentious, but Guo Zi didn't care at all.
"You don't understand. This is the only way to have that feeling of unintentionally revealing chivalry."
Shitou told Guo Ziquan all his thoughts and suspected that he actually wanted to be a chef.
Guo Zi immediately grasped the key point, "Young Master Shi doesn't like to cook, right?"
Shitou's head shook like a rattle. He could cook, but he didn't like it.
As soon as Guo Zi picked up the dogtail grass, his nonchalant temperament instantly came out. The stone just wanted to contribute to the people. This is a good thing and should be guided on the right path.
"Then you don't want to be a cook, and you didn't make the wheat cakes yourself. I think you just want to see others living well, and that makes you happy."
Shi Tou thought about it and believed it was true.
Guo Zi: "After graduating from school for a year and a half, there will be an opportunity to make Baizhi. I think Shi Xiaolangjun can try this. The Baizhi in Li County is different from the Baizhi in other places."
Shitou knew that Bai Zhi was just doing an assistant job in the county government office. The county lady said that if he did a good job, he could be promoted to a higher position.
Guo Zi continued, "Bai Zhi can help the people and make their lives better. Isn't this what Shi Xiaolangjun wants?"
Guo Zi left with a bag of foxtail grass, feeling satisfied, while Shitou sat alone on a rock, thinking about life.
He was very grateful to the county lady. If it weren't for the county lady, Li County would not be living so well now.
He was also grateful to those who worked under the county lord.
Their presence is indispensable. With them running the show, the county lord's various policies can be implemented.
So what Guo Xiaolangjun meant just now was to let himself be the one who runs the show?
Shi Tou held his chin and thought deeply.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com