Back To Eighty

Teacher Du pulled up the chair with a smile and sat down: "The principal personally invited it."

He looked at Li Peilin and said with emotion: "We originally wanted him to be transferred to our school, but Mr. Li refused. If it weren't for the training in the city, he wouldn't be able to transfer him."

This training is not about one person, but about the whole province.

"Temporary adjustment." Li Peilin repeated it seriously, with a relaxed expression: "I have to go back."

He looked at Shen Ruyun, who was only a few years older than her, but his eyes were as loving as an elder: "There are few teachers in the mountains who are willing to go there. There are many children like Shen, who need me even more."

Mr. Du sighed, and he had been persuading him for a long time. He changed the subject: "In addition, I would like to discuss with you about this teaching progress. I teach the knowledge of the lower grades, and you are responsible for extending the intensive lecture. ,is it okay?"

He smiled, somewhat helpless: "The classmate Shen you taught really surpassed his peers by too much in terms of extension."

The fact that shocked everyone at the beginning was that Shen Ruyun had only studied for a few years, and the knowledge she had mastered was even more advanced than those who honestly went to junior high school.

It was only later that I learned that Li Peilin taught mathematics and did not give lectures at all. Wherever he said it was, he extended the discussion all the way, and before he knew it, he went beyond the outline...

"Can."

Seeing that they were chatting, Lu Huai'an and Shen Ruyun got up to leave.

On the way out, seeing that Lu Huai'an had not spoken, Shen Ruyun gave him a worried look: "Are you angry?"

Lu Huai'an was thinking about something when she heard the words and turned to look at her: "No."

"……real?"

Can this be fake? She is also kind, but she just wants to be nice to him.

Lu Huai'an shook his head amusingly: "It's just that you decide what to do in the future, discuss it with me first."

Shen Ruyun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded her head: "Okay! I wanted to tell you what I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid it wouldn't work."

After all, the principal didn't give a precise word, and said that the decision was based on her performance in the training class.

As soon as she relaxed, she started talking more: "Actually, my name was given to me by Mr. Li. I only had a nickname at the time."

In the first class, the teacher asked them their names and taught them how to write.

Shen Ruyun stood up timidly and said her name was Nan Nan.

The audience burst into laughter, but another classmate stood up and said that his name was Liu Ergou...

Lu Huai'an couldn't help laughing: "It's a coincidence, my name wasn't given by my parents either."

It was not until he was five years old that he got a big name and registered a household registration.

Before that, he was still a black man.

The two went home after chatting, Uncle Qian had already left.

"He said, he's going to find someone to drink." Gong Lan had already made a pair of flared trousers, which were well cut.

Shen Ruyun looked at it, and looked at it with admiration: "Sister Lan, you are too amazing!"

She was pleasantly surprised to learn how to draw lines, and she was very quick to learn about dimensions.

After watching for a while, Lu Huai'an went downstairs and took Shen Maoshi out for a walk.

The next development was as they expected.

The operation of this general store is indeed convenient for the citizens, and the business is unprecedentedly good.

So other government departments followed suit, demolished the walls, opened the doors, and started doing business.

It's a pity that no matter how many cars there are later, there is no one that sells fabrics and clothes.

The garment factory was happy at first, but now there are fewer shipments, but the price has risen instead, and each one is very high.

The workers are also very happy, because the allocation of houses that had been delayed before is suddenly not delayed.

Money rolled in like a tide, and many things that were previously under pressure were resolved smoothly.

One by one they said that the house would be divided soon, which attracted the envy of many people.

When Shen Ruyun was fetching water, there were people who hurt her: "So, what is there to buy a house for? You don't need to spend a dime to enter the factory, it is distributed for free!"

"That's right, how much did you pay for your house, Xiao Shen? I heard that you don't even have a certificate."

"I don't know." Shen Ruyun bent down to fetch water, asking three questions.

What do they have to be proud of? Can the house assigned by the factory compare to theirs?

They were all bungalows, with rooms on both sides, door to door, and a narrow corridor in the middle.

No matter how small it is, cooking is done in the corridor, and the toilets in the water room are all shared. Every morning, I have to go outside to make the stove.

When cooking at home, the whole building knows what dishes his family is cooking.

interesting?

When she left, those people giggled: "Have you heard that her man went to Dingzhou to get some goods. Now, all the stuff is moldy at home!"

"Haha, I heard that too. I carried a lot of sacks in that day, didn't I?"

"I watched too."

Someone even ran to the door specially, stopped Shen Maoshi and asked, "How much did you lose this time? What kind of goods did you buy?"

Shen Maoshi gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head and left.

After the general store pulled a load of clothes from the factory, everyone in the garment factory was very proud.

"Good days are coming!"

If things go on like this, clothes are getting more and more expensive, their wages are getting higher and higher, and their benefits are getting better and better.

Others should be jealous!

But in just two days, the silent black market suddenly ushered in an outbreak.

In the city, the cloth cannot be obtained privately. Once the cloth is received, it must be supplied to the garment factory first.

No way, there are so many workers waiting to work~www.wuxiamtl.com~ reluctantly left a little fabric for the shopping mall, and it was sold out within an hour.

Those who have tickets can't get the goods, let alone those who don't have tickets.

In the old black market, the entire street was full of small vendors who set up stalls. From time to time, people would ask, "Do you have cloth? It's really good and cotton."

"No, I still want it."

Especially in the changing seasons, the huge demand for spring and summer clothes and fabrics has suddenly made many merchants big.

Not to mention that the rumors of the train robbery spread, everyone was in danger, and the people who originally ran to Dingzhou disappeared instantly.

Those who are daring and fat, take risks and run to buy goods.

During this period of time, there are very few people buying goods, and it is impossible to fish in troubled waters.

Some came back with injuries, but the goods were gone.

When some go, no one is there.

The current situation is even worse.

These news came back like snowflakes. Uncle Qian looked out the window and sighed, "It's hard."

It's all too difficult.

Shen Maoshi couldn't sit still: "What should we do? Now the fabric has doubled."

According to their original idea is to sell fabrics quickly while taking advantage of high prices, now is an excellent time.

Speaking of making clothes...

How many clothes can Gong Lan make alone?

Even Sun Hua couldn't help nodding his head: "If you want to show up, let's show up now. I'm afraid that they will get the fabric behind, and we won't be able to get out..."

"I heard that the director of the garment factory has already sent someone out to find fabrics." This is the gossip that Uncle Qian got from someone to drink, but it is still somewhat accurate.

Everyone was staring at Lu Huai'an. As long as he nodded, the pile of fabrics on the second floor would immediately turn into cash.