novelbin Chapter 338 Rebirth 80 as a Supporting Teacher (14)
Chapter 338 Rebirth 80 as a Supporting Teacher (14)
Chapter 338 Reborn 1980 as a Supporting Teacher (14)
Xiao Xing opened a pair of big glasses and looked at Ling Lian timidly, as if she was afraid that Ling Lian would scold her for wasting food for dogs like her own parents.
But Ling Lian just smiled at her and said that children are ignorant when they are young, but they will understand when they grow up.
Li Chuyue apologized to Ling Lian, and then took her sister to the classroom to rest.
During class in the afternoon, Xiao Xing obediently sat at the door and waited for her sister to finish class. Fortunately, there was a little milk dog lying beside her, so she was not too lonely.
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At night, Ling Lian sat opposite Zhao Jianguo and said, "I heard that tomorrow is the market. Is there anything else I want to buy? Except rice bran and the like."
"Let's take a look at that time." Zhao Jianguo stopped the pen in his hand, pushed his glasses and looked at Ling Lian, "I don't know what the villagers will sell, so I have to wait until the market opens tomorrow."
"Right……"
"Do you have money?" Zhao Jianguo asked again.
"Money? What money?"
"If you want to buy something tomorrow, you have to ask for money, right? Do you have any?"
"Of course I have!" Zhao Jianguo said this as if he was really poor. "I brought money when I came here, but it's not much. But it should be enough to spend here... right..."
"Well, if you don't have enough money, remember to ask me for it."
What Zhao Jianguo said was so natural, it really seemed like a daily conversation between two husbands and wives.
Seeing that Ling Lian suddenly fell silent and looked at him quietly, Zhao Jianguo asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"
"No...it's nothing." Ling Lian took his gaze away again, and then said softly, "Go to rest early after translating."
"Ah."
People here call the market held once a month "Ganji". On a slightly larger open space in the town, the village name sells the things grown by itself, most of which are grain, livestock, seeds, eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, etc. thing.There are also gadgets and some clothes and shoes purchased from the city.
Villagers drove their own donkeys that pulled carts, and on the small wooden carts were things they wanted to sell.
Some are like modern street stalls, but they are much simpler than those street stalls.
Although there are not many kinds of things, but because the people in the village gathered together at once, it seemed very lively.
Most of the people get together to chat about daily life, or some trivial things that happen in daily life.
There is also the gossip I heard, the goose of the Li family pecked the chicken of the Zhang family, and the duck of the Liu family lay eggs in the Wang family for several days before being discovered by its owner, and finally the duck was locked up by the owner in his own house in the duck pen.
Somebody's sow gave birth to another litter of piglets, all of them were white and fat, there were as many as eleven piglets, and this year's Chinese New Year can be sold to pork dealers at a good price to have a good year.
Which breeder is good, it's time to let your own sows go to breed...
Ling Lian walked around the market, and most of what she heard was these trivial things in daily life, but those simple working people could bring out all these things and talk about them over and over again.
"Buy a bag of rice bran." Ling Lian and the old man who was driving the little donkey pointed to the rice bags piled up on the small wooden cart.
The rice bran bag is a bit heavy, weighing about ten kilograms.The old man said that rice bran is a bit expensive, and it costs one and a half dollars per bag, and you can buy it no matter how many times you buy it.
Ling Lian said no, and by the way called Zhao Jianguo, who had been looking around for nothing since he just entered the market, to act as a free labor force, and asked him to help move the rice bran back.
"Ah...there is still firewood." Ling Lian saw piles of dry firewood not far away, and planned to buy a pile of firewood back.
Every time Ling Lian had to find a way to chop firewood for cooking, it was exhausting, and now it was not winter, and the school was far away from the mountains and forests, and dry firewood was hard to find, so he had to rack his brains every time to start the fire However, it is not a solution to use the corn cobs given to him by the surrounding villagers.
What surprised Ling Lian was that the firewood seller not far away turned out to be Li Chuyue's father.
When she walked over, Li Chuyue was walking towards the stall with a large stack of firewood on her back not far from the opposite side.
A large pile of firewood, at least 1.5 meters high, was all on top of the girl's slender body.Li Chuyue's upper body was almost pressed into a right angle parallel to the ground, and she walked towards her father's booth step by step with some difficulty.
Seeing Ling Lian approaching, Li Chuyue took the firewood off her body and left it at the booth to say hello to Ling Lian.
Li Chuyue's father is a thin middle-aged man, his skin is tanned by the sun, he wears a straw hat with several holes in it, and he wears a shirt that has taken off the thread and has several rips at the cuff. Half sleeves.
Under the breast pocket on the half-sleeve, so-and-so Feed Factory is written in scarlet letters.
Presumably it was a gift from someone when they bought feed.
It's just that the scarlet letters are a bit blurred after wearing it for too long, and the original color of the half-sleeves is so dirty that you can't see the color, a typical image of a suffering man.
Hearing his daughter say hello to the teacher, he immediately sat up from the ground on one side, patted the dust on his buttocks and smiled at Ling Lian with a cautious face, and was about to shake hands with Ling Lian when he came up.
Ling Lian nodded at him: "Hello."
"Hello, hello." He smiled at Ling Lian, "I've been busy at home, and I don't have time to visit the teacher. Look, I didn't expect to meet you here. Hello, hello."
When shaking hands, Ling Lian could feel the rough palms of the other party and the hard calluses.
"I want to buy a few stacks of firewood to go back. It's really hard for the school to find firewood for cooking in the town." Ling Lian said.
"A bundle of firewood costs three cents." Li Chuyue quoted the price from the side.
As a result, Father Li hastily pushed his daughter, winked at her, then turned his head and smiled at Lingliandui: "Indeed, it's not easy to cut firewood in this town, so I specially chopped a lot of firewood to sell here... The teacher is so busy teaching students every day, and scholars are different from rough people like us. It is really not easy to cut firewood. My daughter is not worried, and it must have caused you a lot of trouble. Our family is poor, and we can’t produce anything precious. Send things to the teacher, if the teacher does not dislike it, I will give the teacher as much firewood as I want!"
"But……"
"Hey~ Where do so many come from? But, the teacher teaches so hard every day, we parents should also thank the teacher! I have long wanted to thank the teacher for being willing to come here to teach the children! Or is it that the teacher dislikes me? The chai shabby?"
"No, that's not what I meant."
"Then the teacher agrees? I don't have anything to give away. If the teacher doesn't dislike these firewood, I will be happy to accept it!"
As he said that, he turned around and was about to carry a pile of dry firewood made by more than half of him to go: "Then teacher, I will send you directly to your place of residence!"
(End of this chapter)