When I woke up early in the morning, my grandma made a hot pot of egg noodle soup, mixed it with some vinegar, and added cloves of garlic, which was appetizing, warming and nourishing for the stomach.
Liu Ying helped the two children check the stationery for the exam, and then tied two braids for Zhu Sha. Cinnabar's hair was not very long, and the two braids were small and very cute.
Grandpa asked Ma Xiaolong and Zhu Sha each to write a word and analyze their luck in today's exam through word testing. The results were all very good and they were guaranteed to get 100 points in the exam.
Grandma laughed and scolded Grandpa. After Ma Xiaolong and Zhu Sha finished their meal, she poured them a small bowl of ginger-brown sugar water. It was a bit cold today, so I drank it to warm up.
Before they went out, their father warned them: "Take the exam well."
"knew."
Lulu waggled her tail and sent the two of them off, then went back under Ma Xiaolong's urging.
"Our motherland is a garden..." Zhu Sha hummed, her steps brisk.
"Stop singing now, I'll give you two questions." Ma Xiaolong asked casually: "7+6 = how many?"
Zhu Sha paused and muttered, "Two 7s are 14, 14-1 is... equal to 13!"
"..." Can mathematics be calculated like this? Ma Xiaolong has also gained experience.
Forget it, as long as you can calculate it correctly.
Asked questions along the way, although Cinnabar stumbled in answering, at least the answers were correct. After entering the classroom and reviewing a little, the head teacher walked in and took Cinnabar and other little carrot heads in the second row to other examination rooms.
Before leaving, Ma Xiaolong encouraged: "Come on, you can do it."
Zhusha nodded, got up and went to the examination room.
Although it is a mid-term exam, it is only for the first grade after all. The three subjects were completed in just three classes. Then the holidays began. Today is Saturday plus tomorrow Sunday, and school will be as usual on Monday.
In this era, there are no weekends. The whole country earnestly hopes that the children born in the 1970s and 1980s will study hard and serve the motherland in the future. How can they consider holidays such as weekends?
Teachers in this era also have a strong sense of mission. Even if they only receive a salary of a few dozen yuan a month, they still prepare lessons carefully, teach hard, and visit the homes of poor students from time to time. They hope that the students will do well without any selfish motives.
In this era, Zhang Guimei is everywhere.
…
Not long after the third exam was completed, Zhu Sha and other little carrot heads returned to the classroom. Ma Xiaolong quickly asked: "How did you go in the exam?"
Zhu Sha thought for a while: "It should be okay! I've finished writing it anyway."
"..."
This tone was like a scumbag... Ma Xiaolong suddenly had an ominous premonition.
After a while, the head teacher walked into the classroom, explained a few words, and announced that today and tomorrow would be a holiday, and classes would resume as usual on Monday.
In the cheers of the little carrot heads, the midterm exam is over and you can enjoy a day and a half homework-free 'vacation'.
Zhusha asked Ma Xiaolong to go home with her. Ma Xiaolong thought that nothing would happen, so he followed her.
When we arrived at Cinnabar's house, it was as empty as usual.
The two went straight to the backyard living room. Zhu Sha took off her schoolbag and took two boiled eggs and a bottle of milk from the refrigerator: "Here."
Ma Xiaolong was very moved: Zhu (fu) Sha (po), please protect (yang) me forever.
Zhu Sha brewed a pack of instant noodles by herself.
Ma Xiaolong was about to say that instant noodles are not nutritious, when he saw Zhu Sha take out a roast chicken from the refrigerator.
"..."
After finishing a bowl of instant noodles with chicken, Zhusha breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Go to the bathhouse later?"
"I won't go." Ma Xiaolong said: "The bathhouse is too dirty at this time. It's best to go at five in the morning, when the water is clean."
"It's not that kind of big bathhouse." Zhu Sha said, "It's a bathtub, two people per room."
"Uh..." Ma Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, looked at her, and pointed at each other: "Are we going?"
"Yes!" Zhu Sha smiled and said, "Are you going or not?"
"Well..." Ma Xiaolong coughed dryly and said, "I'm a man anyway, so it's not suitable for us to live in the same room."
"What a beautiful thought!" Zhu Sha was instantly embarrassed and kicked him on the calf: "One person has a room, I'll treat you."
"I told you earlier!" Ma Xiaolong rubbed his sore calf and grinned. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it: "Two rooms are too wasteful, and one person can't take a bath. You'd better ask my sister-in-law to go!"
Zhusha glanced at him and said, "Okay!"
After a while, Zhu Sha got up and went to get clothes from the closet. Ma Xiaolong put his schoolbag on his back and waited for her.
A change of clothes, towels, soap, bath towel, and two bottles of bee flower: one for shampoo and one for conditioner.
Being able to afford shampoo and conditioner these days, Ma Xiaolong no longer wants to complain about the rich woman being overbearing and refusing to explain.
After filling a full bag, Cinnabar put it on his back and said, "Let's go!"
"Ouch."
The bathhouse was in the opposite direction to Ma Xiaolong's house. When they walked out the door, the two of them separated.
Before leaving, Zhu Sha kicked him again and turned away.
This time the force was a bit strong. Ma Xiaolong squatted down and rubbed his calf. It really hurt!
"What are you angry about?"
Zhusha snorted and gradually walked away.
A minute later, I turned around and took a look. Ma Xiaolong had disappeared on the street.
"Huh!" Zhu Sha pursed her lips: If you beg me, it's not like we can't stay together...
…
Ma Xiaolong still didn’t know what he had missed. At the moment, he was sewing cotton trousers on the sewing machine at home!
It will be the beginning of winter in a few days. Ma Xiaolong can no longer wear last year’s winter clothes. It’s a bit expensive to buy ready-made ones in the store. So he asked his father to buy a bundle of elastic cotton and asked his mother to buy some fabric at a low price in the factory.
, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing.
Ma Xiaolong's craftsmanship was beyond comparison with his grandma's, so he simply left all the mending work to him, which also reduced the workload a lot.
Ma Xiaolong sewed himself a black knee-length cotton coat based on the style of later generations' cotton coats, with a hood on the back. It was slightly larger and could be worn all winter next year.
Cotton trousers are worn inside. The ankles are elasticated and can be stuffed into socks. Just put on a pair of trousers outside.
A skilled worker with quick hands, it took Ma Xiaolong a day and a half to make a cotton coat and trousers for everyone in the family.
Facts have proved that as long as it is not a "trendy" style, later styles are still very fashionable in this era.
The whole family is very satisfied with their cotton clothes and trousers. Even the stoic dad rarely smiles. He just waits for the cold weather to wear them out to show off.
"Brother, who does this suit belong to?" Ma Xiaofeng found a set of white cotton-padded clothes hidden at the corner of the bed. When she unfolded it, she could not say that it had nothing to do with the style of Ma Xiaolong's suit. It could only be said that it was exactly the same.
"Don't move!" Ma Xiaolong slapped Ma Xiaofeng's butt and scolded: "This is for your sister Zhusha, what should I do if it gets dirty?"
Ma Xiaofeng held her butt in grievance and whispered: "I didn't know it was hers."
"Haha, it's time to get beaten!" Grandma hugged Ma Xiaofeng and comforted her for a few words. The eyes of the whole family when they looked at Ma Xiaolong changed.
Ma Xiaolong silently folded his cotton-padded clothes and said, "Zhusha often brings food to Xiaofeng. Isn't this because I want to reciprocate as a courtesy?"
"Yes." Mom chuckled and said, "We can't just take advantage without paying anything back. A child as good as Zhusha must often deepen emotional communication."
After a pause: "After school tomorrow afternoon, remember to ask Zhusha to come home for dinner so that she can try out the clothes to see if they fit."
"Yes, grandma will make delicious food tomorrow." Grandma laughed and said, "I will make the dough in a while and steam the big buns to eat tomorrow. What kind of fillings does Zhu Sha like to eat?"
"Fennel and winter melon!" Ma Xiaolong remembered that the dumplings at Zhusha's house had these two fillings.
"Okay." Grandma smiled and said, "Tomorrow I will buy fennel and winter melon, and some meat stuffing and meat-wrapped stuffing."
"It's not just meat, it's also stuffed with eggs." Ma Xiaolong said, "The one with fennel and eggs is delicious, and the one stuffed with winter melon and meat will be fine."
Grandma smiled and said, "Listen to my eldest grandson."
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When sleeping at night, Ma Xiaofeng looked sideways at Ma Xiaolong and asked, "Brother, will Sister Zhusha be my sister-in-law in the future?"
"..." Ma Xiaolong turned to look at her and asked, "Who told you?"
"Because boys and girls can't play together unless they want to be a couple in the future." Ma Xiaofeng said, "Everyone who plays with me says so."
"..."
Ma Xiaolong was speechless. Although children have little knowledge, they understand some common sense better than anyone else. Especially girls, no matter how young they are, they have a keen sixth sense. They are especially keen on the gender, who is with whom.
?What to do? You will understand at a glance.
"Not everyone is like this. Why don't I still play with Xiaojun?"
He knew it in his heart but couldn't admit it with his mouth. He meant it, but what if Zhu Sha heard this rumor and broke off the relationship with him out of shame?
Little girls are sensitive inside and often cannot bear the verbal quarrels from outside. Didn’t Yinglili not be able to bear the pressure when she was a child, so she and Lun also parted ways!
Before the rich woman grows up and can withstand external pressure, he has to make sure that nothing goes wrong.
"This...but...well..." Ma Xiaofeng instinctively felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't know what the problem was. She was troubled for a moment, and fell asleep due to excessive brain burn.
Seeing this, Ma Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief and tucked her arms into the quilt, muttering to himself: From now on, Xiaofeng must be kept away from those little girls. If you kill my rich wife, you will kill my parents. Then the hatred will be great.