Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

Hua Ke picked up her pen and wrote a reply to Wen Xiaowu, asking him what he liked to eat and whether he could eat spicy food. She then talked about her recent situation, life and study, and unknowingly wrote two pages.

"Sister, I'm going to give all these to Brother Xiaowu!" Hua Qi was holding a bunch of paper-made objects in her hands, including paper airplanes, windmills, east, south, west, fans and boats.

"You folded it in class? Do you believe I'll beat you up?"

"No, I folded it after class."

"Your brother Xiaowu is a boy, he probably doesn't like this. But it's okay, the gift is small but the sentiment is great."

Hua Qi lowered her head. These were all fun, especially the East, South, West, and North. She liked playing this with her classmates the most. She didn't have any toys to give to Xiaowu.

Taking advantage of the good weather, Hua Ke and Hua Qi went to the back mountain to pick thorny bamboo shoots, intending to make them into dried shoots and send them over.

Passing by Chen Xinlian's room, she heard the voices of Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei Gege coming from inside the room. After the two sisters walked away, Hua Qi sighed, "It would be nice if we had a TV at home."

"Doesn't Third Uncle's family have one?"

"But I dare not stay for long. There is medicinal wine in Third Uncle's room, and there are snakes in it! I am scared when I see them."

"It's okay. Our family will be able to buy a TV in a few years."

As the two sisters were talking, they came to the thorny bamboo forest, which was planted by their grandmother more than ten years ago. Every autumn, their grandmother would come here to pick bamboo shoots, but she came here less frequently in the past two years.

Neither of the two girls was lazy, and they quickly picked two baskets of fresh and tender prickly bamboo shoots and took them back. Although there looked to be a lot, there were not many left after drying them.

Knowing that they were going to send gifts to their pen pals, Tian Yan specially pickled some more sausages and cured duck, and also dried a lot of vegetables and radishes.

In addition to the things at home, Hua Ke also rode her grandfather's bicycle to the city alone to buy local specialties.

There are Longchuan rice cakes, almond cakes, white sugar cakes, beef jerky, dried longan, dried squid, scallops, sweet potato noodles, and the garlic chili sauce that Hua Ke likes very much.

The next day she packed all her things into a bag and took it to the post office to send it to the community where Wen Xiaowu lived.

I hope he doesn't dislike it.

When she becomes rich in the future and still keeps in touch with him, she will give him something better.

[Your pie is really big. There are many rare things to give away in the system mall. ]

Hua Ke replied to Pu Bao expressionlessly: "I have a lot of points? You think he is more important than you?"

[No, no, no, I am more important. ]

After sending the things, Hua Ke did not go home directly, but went to school. The teacher asked her to help print the unit test papers.

The school was poor, with no printers or photocopiers, only mimeograph machines. Many exams were written by the teachers themselves, but the big exams, such as midterms and finals, were written by the city.

"Hua Ke, here you are. Take the roller and I'll put the test papers away." The speaker was a young female teacher who returned to her hometown to teach after graduating from college. Many students liked her class because her Mandarin was the most standard and the class was very interesting. Unlike other old teachers, who often taught in dialect and made them learn to recite ancient poems in dialect, it was simply a torture.

Hua Ke also gave suggestions to the principal, suggesting that teachers should teach in Mandarin, as reading textbooks in dialect is not acceptable.

The principal answered her directly in dialect: "There's nothing we can do. We don't even know how to cook winter melon. It's really hard for old people like us. You come and teach us. Young people are capable." He then immediately switched to Mandarin and asked her why she spoke without an accent and who taught her to speak Mandarin at home.

Hua Ke made up a random excuse to get away with it.

"I have an exam tomorrow and my hands are going to be black again." Hua Ke looked at the mimeograph machine in front of her with a look of despair. The most unforgettable thing about the mimeographed test paper, which was carved stroke by stroke, was the strong smell of ink.

"Haha, you'll get used to it. When I was studying like this before, I would always scratch the test papers. I even blamed the principal for not printing the test papers carefully."

Hua Ke fixed the wax paper on the oil printing net, placed white paper on the wooden board below, and used a roller to push ink through the gaps, so that the words were printed on the white paper.

After printing the test paper, the teacher gave her a handful of peanut nougat and reminded her: "Don't leak the test questions. Only God and the earth know the questions, and only you and I know them."

Hua Ke said helplessly: "I know, I will keep it a secret."

As soon as she got home, Hua Qi smelled her scent and turned her eyes slyly, "Sister, what will our class take tomorrow? Is it difficult?"

Hua Ke saw through her immediately. "It's difficult. You'd better practice more questions now. If you can't get above 95 points, I will beat you up."

Hua Qi ran to read a book crying.

The next day, she got the test paper and saw the questions on it. Oh, her sister lied to her again!

However, under the influence of Hua Ke, Hua Qi has a good attitude towards learning. She also wants to be praised by others. Whenever someone says that they want to get the "Three Good Students" title like her sister, she will respond positively and say that she will work hard.

In January 1999, the two sisters Hua Ke took their respective certificates home. Both of them scored 1 points in the exam. The happiest one was Hua Qi. She sang all the way and held the certificate given by the teacher in both hands to show off to others.

"Grandma, Third Aunt, Uncle Dazhi, I also got a certificate!"

Tian Yan happily took it and said, "Oh, I'll put your certificate on the wall later, how great!"

Tian Yan was happy. Her two granddaughters were doing well and she herself had survived a life-threatening ordeal. Last month, she felt easily tired and had cold sweats all the time. She decisively went to the city hospital. Dahua also took a leave of absence to accompany her. The first day she spent a lot of money on the examination and then she was on intravenous drip for a few days.

Dahua was not timid at all in the hospital. She followed her granddaughter to different departments for checkups, feeling very safe. It was good that her granddaughter was educated. She didn't need to ask for directions when she went to see a doctor. She just followed the instructions on the wall. It was her first time in the hospital, but Dahua was as skilled as if she had been there many times. She was also prudent. Dahua asked Yang Jing to make chicken soup for a few days in advance, and then asked Hua Zhong to deliver it. During her hospitalization, other people in the ward envied her and said that her granddaughter was sensible.

After being discharged from the hospital, she took the medicine prescribed by the doctor home. She had no plans to set up a stall again. She would wait until after the New Year. Now she listened to the doctor's advice and took a good rest for a while.

Tian Yan stayed in the hospital for a few days and saw many people's misfortunes, especially an old sister who had been chatting with her the day before, who went to the operating room the next day and never came out. She was very sad. Since then, her mentality has improved a lot, and she feels lucky to be alive and well without any illness or disaster.

This year Hua Xiaomei said she would not come back for the New Year. Tian Yan asked her if she had a boyfriend, but she did not admit it and told Tian Yan not to care so much. Tian Yan was so angry that she hung up the phone. She did not want to be offended and her health was more important.

Hua Qiang did not return until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. He looked depressed and haggard. When Tian Yan asked him, she found out that someone had stolen several hundred yuan from him on his way back.

"Why don't you be more careful? Thieves are rampant around the Chinese New Year every year. Don't you think you could be more careful?"

"I was very careful. I even sewed a small pocket on my pants and hid money on the soles of my feet. But I didn't expect someone to steal hundreds of dollars. These thieves are really capable of anything."

Hua Qiang was depressed. Even though he had been very careful, those people still took away his money when he was sleepy.

Next time he goes out, he must bring a bag of chili peppers with him. When he feels sleepy, he can eat the peppers. Let’s see who is more ruthless. Damn!