I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 222

On May 27th, Li Xingxing had to go to school.

There is no need to sell holidays specially.

Under the supervision of Li Xiuhong, I finished the papers for a few hours before going to bed at [-] o'clock last night, and got up to read in the morning. Even Xia Mingxing's timely and delicious sweet soy milk and steamed buns were not enough to make up for it.

She was deeply hurt!
A crit from learning!
Therefore, the whole person was drooping, like a little flower bud that had been blown by the wind and rain.

Zhu Yuanyuan laughed and said, "Li Xingxing, I heard that you asked for leave to work as an interpreter for the silk factory. What's the matter? I don't care if you eat or drink? Look at you! Your eyes are dull, your face is pale, and you are weak. How can there be a socialist successor?" Man's arrogance is high!"

Li Xingxing glanced at her and lay down on the desk.

Doing papers is really tiring!
Every paper will waste [-] million brain cells.

Xue Cui was very concerned and said: "Is it uncomfortable? The weather is a bit hot, just bear it."

"Hot? It's okay!" Li Xingxing was abandoned in the mountains when he was a child, and he suffered from the cold. After 18 years of intensive care, he is still afraid of the cold, so in this kind of weather, he doesn't feel particularly hot at all.

On the other hand, the students around were all hot and sweating profusely.

Some use books as fans, some use cattail fans brought from home, and some of the higher ranks use folding fans. They are talking about Zhu Yuanyuan, and when the fan is unfolded, it is Qi Baishi's work!
Li Xingxing took a deep look.

Zhu Yuanyuan thought she was envious of her folding fan, so she showed it to her with a smug face, "My grandfather bought this fan at Yanjing Liulichang, and it cost 16 yuan at that time!"

16 yuan!

One sentence caused the surrounding students to inhale one after another.

"Childish!" Li Xingxing did not hesitate to show off, "Student Xue Cui, what is the first class today?"

"Mathematics, Teacher Qi's class." Xue Cui replied.

Li Xingxing took out his textbook, and soon he heard the bell for class.

Pull the old-fashioned copper bell of the percussion type, and the bell sounds thick and long.

Seeing Teacher Qi who came in, Li Xingxing whispered, "I haven't seen you for more than half a month. Teacher Qi has lost a lot of weight!"

The thinly washed and patched white shirt looked empty on the body.

Unlike Li Xingxing's drooping head, he was really pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Xue Cui replied in a low voice: "I'm so hungry! Zhang Yuanchao lost his food stamp on the way to school, and wept bitterly. When Teacher Qi found out, Teacher Qi gave him his own food stamp. He went to the cafeteria at noon yesterday. For dinner, I saw that Teacher Qi came the last, so I drank a bowl of green vegetable soup that cost a penny. It must be because it is the end of the month, and Teacher Qi is not rich."

Zhang Yuanchao is their squad leader, with excellent grades and excellent grades, but he comes from a very poor family in the countryside, and he has to save up subsidies to take home every month to subsidize his family's life.

Knowing that Li Xingxing didn't understand the situation of her classmates, Xue Cui wrote it on a note and handed it to her.

Li Xingxing frowned.

At the same time, Mr. Qi stood in front of the blackboard and tapped on the blackboard, "It's time for class, cheer up, the college entrance examination is really not far away, don't take it too seriously. It's time for farming holiday in two days, You can have as much fun as you want, now you have to listen to the class carefully and review carefully."

"Farming holiday?" Li Xingxing exclaimed.

Teacher Qi glanced at her, "It's time to harvest the wheat in June. You have seven days off, and the students in the countryside have to go home to help. Open the textbook, let's talk about today's content."

Although Li Xingxing doesn't want to go to school or study every day, she respects the teacher very much and listens attentively.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Qi, who was giving a lecture, swayed and fell down.

The forehead hit the podium, and his head was bleeding immediately.

　I heard that there were countless teachers and students who were hungry and dizzy in those days
　　
　
(End of this chapter)