Siheyuan: After Hu Qinhuairu was cut off, I lay flat

As soon as the words fell, all the students in the class raised their hands. No, there was a little fat guy who was not convinced. He really wanted to be the monitor, and his family conditions were good. Li Wuwei returned to his seat. Then the other eight students came to the stage to introduce.

When it came to that little fat man, everyone knew that he was also a capable man, and his father was the director of a small factory with [-] employees.

"My father is the factory manager, and I was the squad leader in junior high school. I believe I will be a good squad leader in high school. My words are over."

The little fat man was a little smug. He was the class monitor from elementary school to junior high school, so he definitely didn't run away now.

Li Wuwei smiled. The little fat man's father is the director of the No. [-] Glove Factory under the Textile Industry Corporation, which mainly produces labor protection gloves.

There seem to be fifty factories in total in the textile industry, which looks quite large, but it is not on the same level as the Ministry of Metallurgy.

This kind of small factory with [-] employees cannot be promoted after reaching the second level.

But the little fat man's vote rate was quite high, 49 votes, he and Yushui didn't raise their hands.

Tang Dongqiong said, "Okay, now the five class committee members have come out. Next, we will run for class leader from among the class committee members. Li Wuwei and Shen Chunlin will give speeches again."

Li Wuwei glanced at the little fat man, if he can't win the squad leader today, he won't be able to go back to the courtyard.

Li Wuwei came to the stage again, with the students on his back, pulled up his sleeves, revealed the watch he was wearing, and said, "Mr. Tang, where is your home address? If there is something wrong in the class, I can contact you at any time." .”

"Okay, okay, I'll write the address on the blackboard later."

Tang Dongqiong already understood that he wanted to give something away, and the income of a fifth-level fitter was not low.

Li Wuwei then said: "Students, I have finished my words before."

Fatty Shen Chunlin followed on stage, and Balala said a lot, thinking that he would definitely win.

But soon the little fat man couldn't laugh anymore.

Tang Dongqiong came to the stage again and said: "Okay, I now appoint Li Wuwei as the monitor of Class [-] and Class [-] of our high school... Class committee members, Shen Chunlin, Zhang Shuqin, Zhao Yanhua, Fang Minggen. Everyone applauds."

Immediately there was warm applause in the class, the little fat man looked dull, he should be chosen, why was the position of monitor taken away.

After a while, Li Wuwei called a group of male students to move books, focusing on taking care of the little fat man, adding to the burden.

Taking advantage of this time, he went to the office, found the head teacher, and handed over a rolled notebook.

"Mr. Tang, this is the list of the students in the class, please take a look."

"The list, I... ok, let me take a look."

Tang Dongqiong understood, and took the notebook with trembling hands.

"Teacher, then I will arrange to distribute the book."

Li Wuwei left without hesitation, give him some sweetness first, then find a chance to take a short vacation later, and then ask for a long vacation?

"Hey, Mr. Tang, the one just now is also in your class. This looks like an intern teacher."

A teacher next to him asked curiously.

Teachers do not have independent offices, at least four-person rooms, or even eight-person rooms are common.

"He's a student. He was recommended by his unit to continue his studies."

Tang Dongqiong briefly explained, and after waiting for the teacher next to her to leave, she opened the rolled book, thinking that there might be money in it, who knew it was food stamps.

Thirty catties of national food made her scalp tingle. This kind of food stamps is very valuable and difficult to obtain.

The value is more than twice that of ordinary white flour tickets, because there is oil in it, you can buy cooking oil in proportion, and it is just exchanged, not limited to regions, not limited to months, and can be used within this year.

Thirty catties of national grain can be sold for 50 yuan on the black market this year.

This student named Li Wuwei is definitely not as simple as a fifth-level fitter. You can earn 50 yuan, but you can't get [-] catties of national food stamps.

"Teacher Tang, I want to talk to you about something."

Suddenly the little fat boy Shen Chunlin came. This kid was also smart and knew how to pick the teacher to come in when he was alone in the office.

"Student Chunlin, what can you do with the teacher?"

Tang Dongqiong 5.9 actually didn't take the little fat man seriously. The factory director of a small factory with [-] people can't do much, and the number of jobs is pitifully small.

"Teacher, I have a lot of gloves at home that I can't run out of. I'll bring you a pack later. Little Fatty still wants to be the monitor, so it should be fine now.

"Student Chunlin, your behavior is immoral. The teacher is now severely criticizing you and exempting you from being a class committee member. If there is another time, the teacher will report to the school and deal with you."

Tang Dongqiong was very angry, this kind of unhealthy tendencies should not be encouraged.

Immediately went to the class and announced: "Students, Shen Chunlin just made a mistake, the teacher has disqualified him as a class committee member, and He Yushui will be the class committee member later.

I hope that students will take this as a warning and put their minds on their studies. No matter what your background is, learning is the first priority, and the teacher will treat you equally. "

Li Wuwei was a little confused when he said this, isn't he, his thirty catties of food stamps are so powerful?He was just giving gifts normally, he didn't say he wanted to mess with the little fat man!

Fatty Shen Chunlin was already crying, and buried his head in his seat without speaking.

I feel so wronged, what's the matter, isn't it always like this when I was in junior high school, I have a lot of gloves, and his father's factory pays labor insurance, and it takes several months to save up.

Chapter 409 Vegetable A, Vegetable B, Vegetable C!

The class has officially started, and the seat has not been adjusted, so it is going on for the time being.

After a math class, Li Wuwei was a little dazed, it's simple, it's easy to learn, and there is nothing wrong with it.

And how should I put it, the content of the teaching has a feeling of simplifying the complexity to him.

For example, the number twenty is now called an even number, but it will be called a composite number in the elementary school stage of later generations, which contains six factors.

The introversion of mathematics education in later generations, at first, transfers the knowledge of the upper grades to the lower grades, the more difficult it is to learn, and later the adjustment can not be adjusted, so the second step is to explain the problem, a math problem, must use the method of Chinese answer.

Later, when it comes to complicating simple things, making them messy, and solving problems in one step, I have to score in three steps, and I will...

This will flip through the textbooks, allowing him to find the joy of learning again, and he can become a top student without using his brain.

"Jingle Bell!"

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that Li Wuwei came to his senses. There are roads in the mountains of books, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning.

"Hurry up, I forgot to make the face in the morning, there is not enough time."

"I'm fine. I soaked the red taro in the morning, and I can eat it after pinching it."

Several 29 students got up when they heard the bell, and ran out in a hurry.

"Rain, what's the situation? We'll just have extra meals now?"

Li Wuwei was a little dazed, it was still early for lunch.

"Oh, they are students in the countryside. They don't have food stamps, so they have to go to the boiler room to steam the buns by themselves."

He Yushui is taking notes seriously, helping Brother Li to write an extra copy.

"Go and have a look."

Li Wuwei realized that he had always known that rural children brought their own food, but he had never seen it before, so he was just curious.

"Brother Li, let me take notes for you."

He Yushui thought to himself, what's so interesting about this, why don't you take the time to review it? If you don't work hard, how can you get into college.

"Uh, then I'll ask someone else to go."

Li Wuwei got up and yelled, "Zhang Shuqin, come here, take me to the boiler room" Okay! "

Huniu Zhang Shuqin was also writing something, and upon hearing this, she quickly put down her pen and trotted out of her seat.

Li Wuwei yelled again: "Chunlin, are you free? Let's go together."

"you call me?"

The little fat man was dumbfounded, no, they were competitors, and he had just been criticized by the class teacher and lost the class committee, how could he have the face to call him that?

"Go!"

There is no embarrassment for Li Wuwei here, and a fat man who has never been beaten is not an opponent at all.

"Hey! Good!"

The little fat man also hurried out of his seat.

Renren left the classroom and went straight to the boiler room. As a result, Renren didn't know the location, they didn't live in the school, and they all had food stamps.

But it's not a big problem. If you see someone with a lunch box, just go with it.

When I arrived, I found that the boiler room was on the side of the cafeteria and opposite to the bathroom.

It is a special place for boiling bath water and boiling water, for the convenience of students who live on campus.

At this meeting, it was very lively inside. Students from the countryside gathered together, some with lunch boxes and some with a big bowl.

There is a long table in the boiler room, and an old man is standing next to it. Students put a lunch box or bowl on it, and they pay a penny.

The lunch box contains cornbread or black steamed buns, which are the students' own rations, and they are taken to the boiler room for processing.

There is also a sink and platform next to it, and many students are hurrying to knead noodles in the lunch box.

There are all kinds of ingredients used, and the best is the gray flour, which is whole wheat flour, which is actually better than cornmeal.

There are also those with rice, add an appropriate amount of water and rice to the lunch box, and it will be rice after steaming.

This is a good life at home, and they eat fine grains.

The poor ones include common coarse grains, such as corn, sorghum, and sweet potatoes.

The worse ones are eating red taro and buckwheat flour. Ordinary black steamed buns are made from buckwheat. The tartary buckwheat used to make tea in later generations is a kind of buckwheat. The taste of making tea is very good. You can try it directly .

However, buckwheat is considered a good thing in later generations, and it is a fine grain among coarse grains, and some people like it.

Li Wuwei took a closer look, and saw a student kneading vegetable dumpling, which was a kind of dumpling mixed with some kind of leaves, mixed with water, and kneaded to form a dumpling. It's over.

He shook his head, feeling rather complicated. He was looking at a huge pot in the boiler room, which was burning coal. The pot was already steaming slightly, and there was a huge steamer on it.

At that time, these lunch boxes will be placed on it, and at noon, students will come to find their own lunch boxes.

Every day, day after day, year after year.

When he got back to the classroom, he was inexplicably motivated to study. I went, reading is not because of being poor, but sometimes because of being poor.

When it was time for lunch, the students in the class rushed out with their lunch boxes. Those who didn’t have a lunch box in their hands went to the boiler room. Not many, there were only a few in a class.

"Brother Li, where is your lunch box, go quickly, the food will be bad if it is late."

He Yushui took out the lunch box from his schoolbag and urged.