Fantasy Westward Journey My Items Can Be Realized

Chapter 180
Jia Ming and Jia Rong left Brother Daping's house.

Jiaming took Jiarong and continued to walk to the third brother's house. The third brother was not at home, but there were two children in his family.

The eldest son is more than nine years old and his name is Zhou Huanyu, and the younger daughter is seven years old and his name is Zhou Jingyi.

The two children were staying in their hometown to go to school, Zhou Jiaming naturally went to give each of them a bottle of Jin Liulu.

These children are the hope of the Zhou family in the future, and the items that I present at hand can improve their understanding and become smarter.

Zhou Jiaming was naturally willing to help these relatives and friends.

"Your drink is not common." Jia Rong asked after watching Jia Ming come out, bringing those small green bottles to distribute to the children of these nephews and nephews.

"It's the latest product I developed in that scientific research and medical bureau, which can increase children's understanding and intelligence." Zhou Jiaming naturally wanted to find a reason.

Otherwise, if the changes become more obvious in the future, it will be difficult to prevaricate.

Jia Rong was surprised: "There is such a thing? It must be very expensive."

Jiaming waved his hand: "It's okay, brother, the new product must have a good effect. I can get the share I have. Naturally, I want to help my family. Just don't talk nonsense."

"Well, I see." Jia Rong didn't talk much, but he did things reliably.

The small villages in Henan Province can be regarded as intersecting rice paddies, and chickens and dogs hear each other.

The two came out of San Niang's house, and after handing over the children's gifts to her, they wandered around the village again.

They didn't go far, Sanniang's house was at the southernmost end of the village, and beyond the village, there were some farmlands.

After walking for more than a mile, the two wandering around came to the primary school campus where they had studied.

The school in the red brick building has passed through dozens of years, and it is a bit dilapidated, and it seems that there are no students here.

Jia Ming sighed: "Revisiting the old place, only to realize that nearly 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye."

"Yes, we studied here when we were young, and it was very lively at that time. Now it seems that the children in the village all go to the new school in Shuangmiao Village next door. It is nearly ten miles away, and parents have to pick up their children."

Jia Rong talked about the current situation in the village.

"What's going on, why did the school in our village close down?" Zhou Jiaming didn't have any children yet, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to the elementary school.

"I heard from our mother that after the old principal passed away, the school in the village was handed over to Mr. Xie. Later, Mr. Xie's health was not good, and he went to the city to seek medical treatment nearby. The school did not have any funds, and the teachers who taught could not pay Naturally, no one would want to come if they were paid for it.”

Jiarong talked about the situation in elementary school, which has been like this for several years.

"Mr. Xie? I remember that she was a math teacher in the fourth grade, and she also taught us." Zhou Jiaming thought of this strict old teacher.

When Jia Ming was ten years old and in fourth grade, she was already in her 40s.

I should be in my 60s now, and my health is not good when I am old, so it is no wonder that I can't attend school.

The two walked all the way to the big iron gate of the campus, and the iron lock on it was also full of rust.

Zhou Jiaming stroked the iron lock lightly, but he didn't intend to go in and have a look.

Turning his head, he saw a tree leaning against the courtyard wall at the gate of the campus.

This is a poplar tree with a thick trunk and tall branches and leaves, which grows very luxuriantly.

The slogan "Everything is for the children" is printed on the outer courtyard wall of the campus.

The paint marks of more than ten years have also been mottled and peeled off, leaving only a faint shadow.

Zhou Jiaming walked up to the tree, patted the trunk and said to Jia Rong: "Look, I planted this tree, and it has grown so big."

Jiarong was puzzled instead, "How do you know you planted it? I don't even remember it."

"That year, I was only in the second grade, and you were in the fourth grade, and the Arbor Day teacher took us to participate in activities.

After digging a hole in the ground, I took the distributed poplar saplings and planted them myself, and a few friends sealed the soil and watered them together.

Now I can't even remember their names, I don't know if it is Yang Yong or Bai Ning.

But this tree, which I paid close attention to at that time, was successfully planted.

Just facing the word "for" in this slogan, you can't miss it. "

Jia Ming pointed to the paint mark on the wall and said, it happened to be right on the word "for", and the trees next to the campus are not allowed to be cut down, so it can't be wrong.

"Really, you have a really good memory." Jia Rong believed his words.

"Go, let's go back." Jia Ming recalled the past and made a new decision.

Even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, few people of the same age as Jiaming Jiarong were at home in the village, and most of the young people were working outside.

So I didn't run into a few childhood playmates to chat and so on.

It's just a circle around the village to see the development of the village.

Compared with a few years ago, the village has not changed much, except that the previous dirt roads have been replaced by cement roads, and the newly built houses look more beautiful than the old ones.

When I got home, my mother caught Jiaming and said, "Where have you been? I didn't see it. It's almost noon, and Xiaoyu and Yanyan came to the door for the first time. Your father, the big chef, is not at home, so I still want you to cook."

"Well, let's go now." Zhou Jiaming really had the responsibility for this matter.

My mother's cooking skills are not high, it can only be said to be general, and my brother is the only one in the family who can't cook.

Only do it yourself.

"The old hen raised in the backyard has been too lazy to lay eggs recently, so I killed two chickens, and there is the meat I bought today in the refrigerator, you can make it richer.

I washed these dishes first. "Mom has brought out a lot of seasonal vegetables, and Xiaoyu and Pan Geyan are also helping to choose and wash vegetables.

Mo Xiao Farm's Lajiu is muddy, and there are plenty of chickens and pigs to stay in a good year. These two poems are quite appropriate here.

Most of these vegetables are grown by themselves in the nearby farmland, and the old hens are also free-range chickens raised by themselves, which are pure natural and pollution-free ingredients.

Moreover, life in the countryside has a more laid-back atmosphere, leisurely and contented, which Zhou Jiaming likes very much.

"Okay, let's go." Zhou Jiaming sharpened his kitchen knife and walked towards his chicken.

Chicken killing is also a technical job, the knife must be fast and accurate.

Pulling hard on the chicken's neck, holding the chicken wings and pinching the chicken's head, watching the bloodletting, Zhou Jiaming is also very skilled in farm work.

Boil hot water, remove the chicken feathers, the chickens in my own house, it's a little troublesome to pick them up.

But it also tastes delicious.

Two local chickens made a big pot of yellow stewed chicken, Zhou Jiaming also stewed some ribs in a pressure cooker, and cooked another braised pork.

There are plenty of meat and vegetables, and garlic, beans, eggplant, green vegetables and several seasonal fresh vegetables are fried.

A sumptuous lunch for the family is ready.

My family used to use freshly steamed steamed buns, but I was afraid that Xiaoyu and Pan Geyan who were visiting from out of town would not get used to it, so I also steamed rice for them.

(End of this chapter)