Pamper Eighties

Madam Feng said with a smile: "They all bought it from me, didn't I just come back from the south, I just bought some bp machines by the way, all imported from Hong Kong, American-made Motorola, in One set in the south will be sold for more than 6,000 yuan, and the folks in our village will not charge more, so I will figure out the cost price, 5,000.”

"Hey, my mother, this price is too scary, such a small machine is actually sold for 5,000 yuan!"

Believe it or not, the people in the village were taken aback by this number.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Feng also nodded, "Who said no, this price is indeed a bit expensive, but it is also expensive, you think, the authentic American Motorola, the smaller the machine is. , The more advanced the technology inside, I don't know what the devil was at the time, I actually put this machine back in, and now I'm afraid it will fall into my hands."

She shrugged her shoulders with a very helpless expression, "I tell you, this machine not only costs 5,000 yuan to buy, but also needs to go to the telecom to open an account, and you have to pay a 1,000 yuan account opening fee to use it. It seems that this canteen of mine is a If it can’t be sold, I have to take it to the provincial capital tomorrow and see if anyone wants it.”

"Don't, auntie, who said no one wants it, you can sell me one."

The villager was very moved, and decided to buy it on the spot. He bought a fishing boat with Feng Lao Er's family before, and then paid for another one. The two boats go out to sea every day, and they have gained a lot. There are many outside bosses who are willing to Buying seafood from him will make it much easier for him to do business with those bosses in the future if he has a bp machine.

Madam Feng pointed at him happily and said, "Okay, my aunt will keep one for you. You can pick it up with me later, and I promise to keep the best one for you."

Now some villagers can't sit still. They have a relatively solid family background. They still have the money to buy a bp machine. If you don't buy it, you will be left behind. If you buy it later, you may not be able to pick a good one.

Immediately, some villagers said anxiously: "Auntie, you can keep one for me as well. I'll go home to get the money now, and I'll pick it up later. You must wait for me."

Mrs. Feng laughed so hard, "Okay, okay, I'll keep it for you."

She looked at the others and said, "Who else do you want to buy, my aunt will keep it for you, don't say I didn't take care of you."

These villagers are very jealous. Of course they want to buy it, but they are a little hesitant. The 5,000 yuan bp machine, plus the 1,000 yuan account opening fee, is a full 6,000 yuan, such a large sum of money. Flowers out, it hurts like cutting their flesh.

Mrs. Feng seemed to see what they were thinking, and said indifferently: "You guys can think about it slowly, if anyone wants to buy, come and tell me, I think this person lives in the world, the most important thing is face, don't You don’t have to have anything you want, but you have to have the face. The bp machine is not only convenient to use, but also shows off wherever you go, so when my old man wanted it, I decided to buy it for him, man, you can’t go outside. No face."

These words touched the hearts of the villagers. Many of them already have money in their families, and their food and clothing are much better than before. Now they are all focused on showing off. Whatever other people have, they must also have them, such as the four major items. , For example, Kuadou motorcycles, they have all bought them for the family, what are they going to buy next? It seems that this is the only bp machine.

A villager gritted his teeth and said, "His grandma's, isn't it only 6,000 yuan? I paid for it, auntie, I want one from you too."

"Hey, no problem, I'll keep it all for you."

Madam Feng was so happy, she sold three bp machines in a blink of an eye and earned more than 10,000 yuan back. She was so excited that she laughed all the time. From morning to noon, when she came home in the afternoon, the corners of her mouth were still smiling.

"We ordinary people, I'm really happy today." Madam Feng hummed a tune, pushed open the door of the house, and saw two little dolls sitting in the yard.

"Hey, Brother Rui, you are here to be Mengmeng's teacher again. You are so good."

Brother Rui raised his head and said, "Grandma Feng, I'm teaching my sister to write."

Brother Rui is nine years old this year. He has skipped one level in the middle and will soon enter the fifth grade. It should not be too easy for him to teach Mengmeng. He is also very happy to teach.

"Mengmeng, I will teach you to write fields first, and then I will teach you to write straight. I have copied them all. You write according to this, and the strokes are like this..."

Brother Rui patiently wrote Tian characters on the notebook, and he patiently wrote straight characters. Now Mengmeng has learned dozens of characters, many of which are taught by him. He feels very proud that Mengmeng is so smart, all He teaches well.

Mengmeng said excitedly: "Brother Rui, I will, let me write."

Mengmeng has been interested in writing ever since she learned calligraphy with a calligraphy brush. She studied the shape of the two characters, and then picked up a pencil and lay down on the notebook to write.

Brother Rui lifted her waist and warned, "Sister, you can't get too close, or you should be short-sighted in the future. People who are short-sighted need to wear glasses, which won't look good."

The old lady Feng also said very seriously: "Yes, Brother Rui is right, the children in our village who are in junior high school are all short-sighted. I heard that there was a person who came back from a mountain road last time and put on his glasses on the way. It’s too dangerous to lose it, and almost get caught and fall to the bottom of the cliff. Let’s not worry, learn slowly, but don’t be short-sighted.”

Mengmeng recalled the brothers who wore glasses in the village, and immediately covered her eyes with some fear and said, "I don't want myopia."

Brother Rui quickly comforted her and said, "Sister no, you see me and your eldest brother and second brother have been studying for so many years, and we are not short-sighted, you are definitely not short-sighted. By the way, I have one more thing. It's a good thing to tell you, if you want to hear it or not, just put your hand down if you want to."

Mengmeng put down her hand obediently, revealing a pair of big curious eyes, urging him: "Come on, what's the good thing?"

"It's my master's business," Brother Rui said excitedly. "He's going to build a middle school for our village. After we go to middle school, we don't have to go to the commune, we can study in the village."

"Well, why don't I know about this?" Madam Feng was very pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly asked Brother Rui, "Is it true? It's not cheap to build a school. Your master is really rich."

Brother Rui has figured out his master's ways. Of course Ling Xuzi is rich, not to mention that he is a descendant of the Lingbao faction, just talking about his real dragon temple, he has received a lot of incense money from tourists.

So he said with certainty: "Grandma Feng, it's true. My master only told me last night, and he should tell the village soon."

The reason why Brother Rui knew so clearly was because he originally came up with the idea.

He is selfish, thinking that in two years, he will go to the commune to go to junior high school. When Mengmeng is still in primary school in the village, the two of them will be separated. When he thinks of this, Brother Rui is anxious. I couldn't sit still, and I saw Tianer nagging in front of his master, wanting his master to change his mind and not build a primary school, but to build a middle school.

Here's what he said: "Master, there is already a primary school in our village, and it's still very strong. If you build it for them, at best, it will be built a little better. What kind of primary school should it be? It doesn't show the master. your patience."

"Building a middle school is different. There is no middle school in our village. If you build a brand new one for them, the people in the village will definitely thank you even more. Our Zhenlongguan has more merits. If the ancestors know about it, they will be very happy. of."

Ling Xuzi had cheated on him a few times, and said with great vigilance, "What kind of crooked idea are you making? Didn't you agree with me in the elementary school?"

Brother Rui pretended to be thinking and said it very seriously: "Master, after thinking about it, I still think it is better to build a middle school. You think, there is already an elementary school, but there is no middle school in our village. After graduating from primary school, they have to go to school outside, which is too inconvenient."

He pointed to himself and said, "For example, if I'm fine, after I graduate, I have to go to school outside the mountains, so I can't come to see you often, you can't die of loneliness when you stay alone in the mountains. "Master, I am here for your own good."

Ling Xuzi was very relieved by his touts, he stroked his beard and said, "If you have a conscience, what you said also makes sense. It's better to build a middle school than a primary school. Okay, I'll talk to the cadres in your village tomorrow. Discuss and build this middle school for it as soon as possible."

Ling Xuzi did things simply, and the next day he came to the brigade in the village and said to the cadres, "I was going to renovate the primary school, but now I have changed my mind. The primary school can still be used, but there is no junior high school in the village. No. After graduation, so many dolls have to go to the commune to go to school. It takes too much time to go back and forth every day. If we have our own middle school, the dolls don’t have to go out, so I decided to build a school for the village. middle school."

Several village cadres were particularly moved and also very ashamed. Ling Xuzi, a monk, was more thoughtful than the other village cadres. They never thought of building a middle school for the village, and the Taoist priest had already thought of it.

Feng Yimin stood up on the spot and said, "Master, you are such a good person. I thank you on behalf of our village. The amount needed to build a middle school is not a small amount, and we can't just ask you to pay for it alone. I think it can be done. Let the cooperative contribute a part, and then mobilize the villagers to donate some money, it should be almost enough."

Ling Xuzi said cheerfully: "Okay, if you want to build it, build a bigger one. In the future, the children will be able to go to school. If there is more money, I will repair and repair the primary school in the village."

Feng Yimin nodded and said, "Master, you have a good idea. Just do as you said. It won't cost much to repair the elementary school. Just wait, I'll start the broadcast and call the people from our village."

Feng Yimin started the broadcast, called the villagers to the brigade, told them the good news, and said, "Folks, the Taoist priest is a monk, and he knows how to help build schools in our village, our own village, and our own. If the dolls want to go to school, they have to say that if the school is built, the dolls in the whole village can go to study in the future, and everyone can enjoy the benefits.”

He paused for a while, then continued: "We have discussed with the village cadres just now that we are going to take some money from the cooperative to help the village build a school. Several of us also want to donate money. For example, my own family plans to donate 20,000 yuan. If your family is wealthy, you'd better donate some, and when the school is built, we will erect a stone tablet for those who donated, and whoever donated how much money will be written on it, that's about it, what's your opinion?"

What other opinions can the villagers have? It is clear that this matter is only good for them, not bad. They will not agree if their brains are broken.

Immediately, a villager said: "Village chief, there are four dolls in my family, and the oldest is going to go to junior high school. I support our village to set up a junior high school. After the dolls go to school, they don't have to go outside. I don’t have much money at home, and I have four children, so I will donate four hundred.”

Although 400 yuan is not much, it is not a lot. The family can save a little money, and it can spend a year. He has made a good start, and other villagers also agree. This donation is a little bit. A small donation would add up to a huge amount.

In the final calculation, this money is completely enough to build a junior high school, and it can also renovate the primary school in the village to make it more decent.

After the village has raised the funds, it is time to start building the school, but how to build the school is also a question.

Now every family in the village is busy doing business to make money, and no one has time to build a school. It is the village cadres who decided to hire workers from outside to build a school for their village.

The middle school in Taoyuan Village was built vigorously.

On the day of the ground breaking ceremony, the leaders of the city and the Education Bureau came. They all felt that their faces were bright. Who wouldn't like such a capable and conscious villager? If everyone could be like the people of Taoyuan Village In this way, those of them who are leaders don't have to cry and be poor every day.

Director Wang of the Education Bureau also asked with great concern: "Yimin, this middle school has been built, what are your plans?"

Feng Yimin really had a plan, so he said the prepared remarks: "Director Wang, there are several teachers in the original elementary school in our village. They are very good. They can teach them in junior high schools. They are also willing."

He was a little embarrassed and said: "Just these few people are not enough, Director Wang, please help us transfer some teachers, both elementary and junior high schools, don't worry, the teachers will have a place to live, we are going to The school has built dormitories for teachers to live in.”

Director Wang thought about it and said, "It's not a big problem. I'll go back to the meeting to study and send you some elite soldiers. Where's Principal Chang? You help me call him here."

When Chang Huaide came, Director Wang asked him to hear: "Principal Chang, I just heard that you are going to transfer some elementary school teachers to teach junior high schools. Tell me the truth, how are those people's teaching standards? It's not that easy to teach, if the teacher's level is not enough, they can't let them delay the baby."

Chang Huaide said solemnly: "Director Wang, I guarantee with the party spirit that their level is absolutely enough. For example, Ms. Su Wan from our school, she has a high school education herself, and she has also taught a college diploma by correspondence, and will soon take the self-test. Now that she has an undergraduate degree, she can not only speak English, but also Japanese. At this level, it is more than enough for her to teach junior high school students, so there is no need to worry about it, let's take teacher Zeng Wenjie, he used to be an educated youth who cut the queue..."

Chang Huaide listed the situations of those teachers one by one, finally dispelling Director Wang's concerns, and decided to promote these teachers.

The address of this middle school was also chosen by Ling Xuzi himself. It is at the back of the village, near the bamboo forest on the side of the mountain. There is a gentle **** here, and no one usually grows crops here, so it is just right to build the school.

A lot of workers came to the village. They brought in machines and a lot of materials. They were busy on the construction site every day. Before I knew it, the summer vacation had passed, and it was September, and Mengmeng had to go to school.

Early in the morning, Mengmeng put on a floral dress and a small pink schoolbag. After eating at home, she was ready to go.

Mengmeng's going to school is a big family matter, and Madam Feng also specially instructed Su Wan to say: "Everyone, you should watch more at school, don't let people bully us Mengmeng, if she doesn't adapt, You should bring her back as soon as possible."

Su Wan smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I've already said hello to her head teacher, and all her classmates know each other. No one can bully Mengmeng."

The big baby is also going to the commune to go to junior high school today. He is twelve years old this year, and his body is extraordinarily strong. He pointed to Mengmeng with his arms and said, "Sister, brother will ride a bike later, you are at school. If anyone here dares to bully you, tell me when I come back and see if I don't beat them to death."

Erwa was not convinced. He pointed to the little boys beside him and said, "Big brother, Mengmeng and our six brothers are here, no one dares to bully her."

Brother Rui came to Lao Feng's house early, and when he heard that Erwa counted him among the six people, he was very happy, he stood up and said: "I know Mengmeng's classroom, I will go to see her after class, Guaranteed not to be bullied to Mengmeng."

Da Wa nodded solemnly and said, "Xiao Rui, you have martial arts skills, so I can rest assured that you can protect Mengmeng."

Mengmeng looked at her brothers, why do you always worry that she will be bullied? She is Mengmeng, only she bullies others, and no one else bullies her.

She waved at the big baby and said, "Brother, hurry up to go to school. If you don't leave, you will be late."

"Oh, oh, my sister, I'm leaving." Dawa pushed the bicycle and left the old Feng's house very reluctantly. His life is hard. The junior high school in the village has not been built, so he has to run to the commune. go to school.

The big baby is gone, and Mengmeng is also ready to go out, "Grandma, I'm going to school."

Mengmeng walked out of the old Feng's house, surrounded by six elder brothers, Huzi in front of her, and Xiaojin on top of her head.

It's not like the classmates don't have eyes. Who doesn't know Mengmeng from the old Feng family? How can anyone dare to provoke her, not to mention her first-year classmates, even the senior students dare not bully Mengmeng? , isn't that too long a life?

Mengmeng settled down in class one of the first grade like this. She sat in the middle of the second row, and the tablemate beside her was also a friend she knew, called Sixi.

Sixi is a chubby little girl. She is also six years old. She is a bit fatter than Mengmeng. She has a round face, round eyes, even a round nose and a mouth. Small and very cute.

She has been greedy since she was a child. The family owned a restaurant, and she got fat when she ate. Mengmeng stared at her small mouth.

At this moment, Sixi took out her stationery box and said, "Mengmeng, what stationery did you bring here? Show you my stationery. My mother didn't buy it for me, so I cried at home, saying she was partial, she Just bought it for me."

Mengmeng leaned over to look at it and exclaimed, "Wow, your stationery is good, I have it too."

She opened her stationery box, which contained a lot of exquisite small stationery, including several pencils, several mechanical pencils, colored erasers, and a small transparent ruler.

Sixi opened her mouth wide and said enviously, "Your stationery is better than mine, and your family treats you so well."

Mengmeng pointed to her stationery box and said, "Your family treats you well and bought you so much stationery."

"Who said that, my mother will be partial to my brother, let's not talk about her."

Sixi took out something from her schoolbag and whispered, "I brought snacks. Look, sour plum powder. I bought it secretly with private money. Let's eat it together. Don't tell my mother."

"Okay, I won't tell." Mengmeng nodded and agreed, she tasted a little sour plum powder, "Well, it's delicious, I also have snacks at home, I'll bring them to you in the afternoon."

Their head teacher stood on the podium and saw all of this clearly. She did not restrain these little dolls. She cleared her throat and said, "Students, today is your first day of school, and you will be glorious primary school students in the future. Now, you have to learn to listen to the teacher, study hard, and improve every day. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Li Xiaoling. You can call me Teacher Xiaoling or Teacher Li. Now please be quiet for a while. The classmates who have named my name will just stand. Get up and shout, you know?"

"I know~" the little students shouted in a long voice.

"Okay, I'll start calling, Feng Yumeng."

"Ah? It's me, it's me." Mengmeng stood up and shouted "Arrived" loudly.

Li Xiaoling praised her and said, "Very good, everyone should be like Feng Yumeng, whoever I call will call out, Feng Sixi."

"Here, hee hee."

Sixi stood up without hesitation, sat back without hesitation, leaned into Mengmeng's ear and whispered, "Going to school is really fun."

Mengmeng also found it fun. She came to school on her first day, and everything she saw was fresh. She had two big eyes that were slippery. We study in one room, which is called going to school.