Eating melons and raising children in the period literature

"Hello, our family may be a bit special. Their parents are both soldiers, and they died in a mission a few months ago. Then we followed my second brother to settle in Majiawan. So you think, can they go to school?"

Yang Qingqing looked at Ren Weimin, as if she saw an old teacher from a movie appearing before her eyes.

The whole person feels rigorous, serious, warm and powerful.

"Okay, I understand. It's not easy for you! Our country cannot do without people like them. I'll take you there."

Ren Weimin got up and took Yang Qingqing and several other children to look for the children's classes and teachers.

"Our school has two rows of rooms, each row has five rooms.

The first row is the classrooms for senior grades and the teachers’ offices, and the second row is the classrooms for junior grades.”

"Okay, this is Yang Wenjing, she is 10 years old this year and was in the fourth grade before. Where do you think she is?"

Yang Qingqing pointed at Wen Jing and introduced her. Wen Jing took Wen Qian and looked at Ren Weimin with neither servility nor arrogance.

Ren Weimin's first impression was that this girl was well educated. This family must be a very well-educated family.

"Hello, principal"

In addition to Wen Jing, Wen Xuan and Wen Xuan and Wen Qian also greeted

Ren Weimin had a better impression of Wen Jing and the other children, and his smile became more friendly.

"Hello. This is the fourth grade classroom. Next to it is the fifth grade classroom. From here is the second row of third and second grade classrooms next to each other.

The corridor, the first grade and the Yuhong class. The smaller house at the back is the dormitory for the female teachers in our school."

Ren Weimin pointed to several rooms and introduced them one by one

Yang Qingqing felt that this school was really too small and too shabby, but it was the only primary school nearby.

Yang Qingqing learned about the general layout of the school through the principal's introduction

The easternmost room in the first row is the principal's office, followed by the male teacher's dormitory, the teacher's office, the corridor, the fifth grade, the fourth grade

The easternmost part of the second row is the female teacher's dormitory, Yuhong class, first grade, corridor, second grade, third grade

There is also a toilet in the southwest corner, next to which are two utility rooms.

Ren Weimin took the children to the classroom and greeted the teacher, and the children stayed in the classroom.

"Comrade Yang, today we are mainly here to let everyone adapt. You can go home in the afternoon. If possible, you can ask the children or you to pay the tuition tomorrow morning.

If we have any difficulties, I can help you and I will definitely help you. Do you have any other questions?"

"I see. I will ask the children to bring the tuition fees tomorrow morning. We don't have any difficulties. If Wenjing and the others have any problems at school, you can tell me in time, I will be very grateful."

Yang Qingqing was afraid that something might happen to the children at school and that their families would worry about them, so they kept it a secret from her.

So I couldn't help but say that I also hope that the principal can pay more attention. After all, as long as the principal has an impression of them, he will know if there is anything wrong with them.

"Okay, our school has always been very kind. There are no students who are particularly unreasonable, don't worry."

"Well, I won't disturb you from working. I'll leave first." Yang Qingqing said goodbye. She came out of school but didn't walk far. Instead, she found a cool place and waited for Wen Jing and the others to come out.

While resting, she went back to the space to see if there was anything that could be used in this era.

Some time ago, Yang Qingqing made a lot of money by helping villagers bring goods. She also wanted to find something to make up for the loss.

She used to give away all the money she earned in the space. This way, she could keep the money and the villagers could get better things.

But she was very careful. They were all from this era. They might look better in the space, but they were generally similar. Otherwise, she couldn't replace them.

Yang Qingqing packed up the money she had put in the space. Although she had a lot of money, she couldn't use it. She could only wait until later.

She put all of this away separately. The rest was what she could use, and there wasn't much left.

Yang Qingqing did not collect the subsidy for the past two months. Since she is not a formal employee, she can continue to receive the subsidy.

So she planned to collect the subsidies from them during her break at noon tomorrow.

Although she didn't need it, in the eyes of her second brother and his wife, as well as the villagers, she had to have a suitable source of income. It would not be enough to rely on her salary alone.

After all, they didn't avoid eating every day. The villagers knew they had a good meal just by smelling the food. They would send some to Zhao Xiaohua's house from time to time.

When Yang Qingqing saw the things in the space, she remembered what Yao Hongxia said two days ago: Sister Yue Mei had given birth.

She thought that she should go and take a look since her current job was still someone else's.

She packed a pair of pig's feet in a basket she had prepared, and also brought five kilograms of millet and three kilograms of noodles. She didn't take anything else.

These things are extremely valuable in this era.

Many people can't even have millet porridge after giving birth, let alone meat. Some even eat corn and black flour every day.

Therefore, there are many children who die prematurely in this era.

In addition to the limited medical care, there is also the problem of insufficient food.

Yang Qingqing waited until school was over at noon, and when most people had left, Wen Jing came out with Wen Qian, Wen Xuan and Wen Yuan.

"Aunt, you didn't leave? We thought you went home first!"

Wen Yuan saw Yang Qingqing from a distance, and immediately let go of Wen Jing's hand and ran towards Yang Qingqing.

Wen Jing and the others were not to be outdone and followed suit.

"Slow down, I'm not leaving, why are you in such a hurry? What did the teacher say? Are the classmates in the class easy to get along with? How do you feel today?"

Like most parents, Yang Qingqing is particularly concerned about how her children are doing in school.

"I'll speak first, I'll speak first." Wen Yuan raised his hand and jumped, pulling the corner of Yang Qingqing's clothes.

Yang Qingqing motioned for him to speak first

"I met a new friend today. He is from our neighboring village. His name is Zhao Qianjin. Wen Qian and I both know him. He said he also has a younger sister, who is the same age as Wen Qian, but she doesn't go to school. There are six children in their family, but only his brother and he go to school."

When Yang Qingqing heard Wen Yuan's words, she knew that this was a family that favored boys over girls, and she didn't want Wen Yuan to be friends with him. However, she didn't say anything, but listened to what he said.

"He also said that his mother wanted his sisters to go to school, but his grandmother disagreed. His mother worked hard to earn money, but the work points she earned could only support him and his brother. But they would teach their sisters to read."

When Yang Qingqing heard this, she thought that she might be taking it for granted.

"He said that he and his brother would cut a basket of pig grass every morning before going to school. This way they could earn two work points a day. Their parents could work less. In the future, they would send their younger sister to school."

When Yang Qingqing heard this, she felt that this child was not easy. He was very responsible and filial. He was someone she could make friends with. So she didn't say anything else, but nodded in agreement.

"Wenjing and Wenxuan, how are you today? Did you make any new friends?"