1972 is a bit sweet!

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Chapter 81

The little bunch is nesting there, pitiful and cute. Chai Jian felt that this girl was "composing new words and expressing her sorrow".

"Why are you up? Don't you like sleeping like this the most?" Chai Jian walked to the door and stood leaning against the door frame opposite, "Go and sleep for a while." "

I'll make breakfast in the pot first. "Si Nan nodded and shook his head, "If you go to bed after breakfast, you won't wake up hungry."

Chai Jian was very happy after hearing this, and trotted out to go to the toilet without saying anything.

Si Nan watched as Chai Jian slipped halfway through the run, stabilized his figure with a rather funny gesture, and then ran towards the toilet on the other side of the courtyard wall with his neck scrunched up. He looked so embarrassed... Umbrella, isn't it good?

Shaking his head, Simon scooped some rice of various colors at home into a basin, washed it three times with water, and put it aside.

Boil hot water in a pot and wait until the water boils before adding rice. After the rice was put into the pot, Simon poured a little more oil into the pot from the oil jar.

The salted meat was also cut into small pieces, minced and thrown into the pot. When he turned around, he saw the potatoes in the corner. Simon cut the potatoes into dices and threw them into the pot.

Turn it once, throw something into it, turn it around again, add something into the pot, and soon the aroma of the pot of chowder porridge will come out.

Chai Jian came back from using the toilet and was just about to help Sinan light the fire when he was sent to the vegetable garden to pick onions and cabbage grown in the garden.

When Chai Jian picked the cabbage back, Simon quickly washed the cabbage with water, broke it into small pieces and added it to the pot.

There were some corn tortillas left from yesterday, and Simon had just used another pot to heat the tortillas. Put more water in the pot and boil four eggs in the water. When finished, put hot pancakes on the steamer and cook together.

In a short while, the food was all ready. There was no need for Si Nan to call people, and all Wu Ming and Wu Liang came out. There were no quilts in the house, and the four of them had breakfast outside.

After breakfast, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

No one came to visit on a rainy day, and the four of them stayed at home without going out. Simon closed the door and leaned on the kang alone to play on the tablet. The stand-alone version of Xiaoxiaole she downloaded was no different from the online version. They both required time to accumulate skills, so she had to take a break after playing for a while. .

So during the break, she went to look at the student rosters of her two classes.

She wasn't looking at the names on the enrollment statistics list, but the names on the seating chart she had made earlier.

While looking at the roster, I recalled the appearance of the students. Although there were still many that didn't match up, I had some impressions.

However, it was precisely because of thinking of those students that Simon had to admit that the personal hygiene of these students was really eye-catching.

The fingernails were full of black mud and the hair was messy. Seeing the children scratching from time to time, Simon suspected that they had lice and fleas.

Before Si Nan went to the countryside or before traveling through time, he had never seen such things as lice or fleas. After going to the countryside, their small courtyard for educated youths was very good in terms of personal hygiene, and they never gave birth to these two things. But many families in the village have them, and I often hear people say that anyone's lice can be used to cook a plate of food.

So every time someone borrowed clothes from them, Simon would soak the clothes in water and scald them in boiling water for fear of spreading lice or fleas to his home.

In modern times, because Simon studied veterinary medicine, even though he had never seen these two things, the school teachers talked about them. Simon remembered that her teacher once said that lice on animals are mostly transmitted through hair infection, and also said that many places did not completely eradicate lice on humans until the 1990s.

My classmates at that time also joked that lice were eradicated because of genetically modified foods and chemical pesticides.

Thinking of this, Si Nan sighed softly. She now knew what lice looked like and how to squeeze them out.

He looked down at his two thumbs and imagined in his mind the scene of squeezing lice with his two thumbs... Sinan was frightened by the picture in his mind and quickly picked up the hot tea beside him and took a sip.

It was so disgusting~

After a long while, Simon put down the tea cup in his hand, took a sewing basket, and took out the piece of cloth from the space that he had used to sew the lining of the satchel earlier.

Taking out another piece of chalk that had been placed in the space for some time, Simon drew back and forth on the piece of cloth a few times, then began to cut and sew the piece of cloth.

There was too little cloth, so Simon spent a lot of effort to transform the cloth into the kind of cloth that hairdressers would use to surround customers in barber shops.

After school started, in addition to normal teaching, she also had to teach these children about personal hygiene. If you have enough time, give those children a haircut and a nail cut...

"Do you want to eat corn on the cob?" Wu Liang knocked on the door and then shouted through the door.

Si Nan immediately put away the tablet and called Wu Liang in.

"What corn cobs?" Si Nan looked up and asked Wu Liang while sitting on the kang, "Are you going to the private plot?"

"Yes, the corn is almost grown. Let's break off a few ears and cook them." After thinking about it, Wu Liang said hey He asked Simon with a smile, "It tastes good when roasted."

This year, they have planted corn on their private land in the Educated Youth Institute. It is convenient to break off the corn before it is too old, and cook or roast it.

Sinan also grew corn in his space and cooked it several times while it was at its most tender. Fragrant and sweet. When he heard Wu Liang's suggestion, he immediately nodded with bright eyes.

"Carry the basket on your back." You can break off a few more ears.

"I know." After saying that, he stretched out two fingers in front of his eyebrows in a handsome manner, and then took the steps of a middle school student and carried the basket to break the corn.

Simon: You are so stupid.

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Just like eating gnocchi soup saves noodles, whole ears of corn are more wasteful than grinding corn into flour or grinding into grains, but they can afford to waste it.

And the taste is completely different.

Different tastes, different happiness index.

People who knew it would definitely say that they would not live well. They put the ten ears of corn and the innermost two layers of young leaves wrapped in the corn into the pot and boiled it. Within half an hour, the aroma of cooking corn wafted out of the pot. Si Nan sat there and lit the fire. While smelling the fragrance, he asked Wu Liang if the corn would still be so fragrant when he broke off the corn and put it in the ice cellar and then took it out to cook.

I feel happy just thinking about being able to eat boiled corn in winter.

So based on this idea of ​​​​Si Nan, Wu Liang came back with half a basket of corn on his back early the next morning, and then put them all in the ice cellar.

I had a late breakfast, and because I had to cook corn at noon, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when I finished the meal. So the dinner time was postponed by about two hours.

At around eight o'clock, Simon made a pot of steamed bean cakes, and the four of them had dinner with kimchi.

The so-called steamed bean cake is to cover the beans with a flatbread while stewing the beans. The noodles should cover the beans, just like the inner lid of a pot. Cover the bread with the pancake and then the lid on the pot, and then just listen to the sound in the pot while stoking the fire.

When you hear the sound of a slightly dry pan instead of a beeping sound, the pot of beans and steamed cakes is ready.

The steamed cake on the green beans completely absorbed the oil and salt in the vegetable soup, and because the green beans were covered by the steamed cake, it maintained the unique taste of stewed green beans. The vegetables and cakes from this pot are incredibly delicious.

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The days of eating and drinking always pass quickly. And Si Nan's teaching life in the village primary school gradually got on the right track after several open classes.

Si Nan almost never scolded the students in her class. No matter whether they were naughty or not, Si Nan could come up with all kinds of complimentary words and then praise them on the path she wanted.

Just like Si Nan's father often said to Si Nan, as long as you find the right way to get along, it's not that difficult to achieve your goals.

As for the children, they are both cruel and naive, naughty and sensible. With some thought, the primary school students in the two classes will become well-behaved and considerate.

Si Nan handled these matters with ease, but Ye Qiuling, who had a bad temper, was not so patient.

Especially when she is holding a first or second grade primary school student.

The first grade students just entered school and don't know anything. They all rely on the teacher's guidance. Children in second grade are more obedient, but they are not as easy to teach as children in third or fourth grade. So Ye Qiuling often envied the students in Sinan's class for being more obedient, and then one day she asked Si Nan how he would lead the class next year.

Previously, they had very simply and crudely assigned the first and second grade students to Ye Qiuling, the third and fourth grade students to Simon, and the fifth grade students to Aihua. But now Ye Qiuling started to get irritable when she thought that she would have to teach the first grade next year.

Si Nan thought about it and felt that asking Ye Qiuling to teach the first and second grade students by herself might drive this girl crazy. So after thinking about it, he said, "Next year, you will be in charge of the first and second grade students who will be promoted to the second and third grade students. Next year, the fourth grade students in my hands will be promoted to the fifth grade students, and the original third grade students will be promoted to the fourth grade students. Then I will take care of the fourth grade students and the fourth grade students. Newly admitted first grade students. The year after next, I will be in the first and second grade, and you will be in the third and fourth grades. The year after next, I will be in the second and third grades, and you will be in the fourth and fourth grade. What do you think of this kind of round and round?"

It's fair.

It can be said to be a very fair wheel method. However, Ye Qiuling glanced at Xiang Aihua who looked like it had nothing to do with him, and felt a little sad again.

She was teaching a public class, but she still had the nerve to lead a graduating class?

That's right, during the open class, both Xiang Aihua and Ye Qiuling fell over.

Si Nan had advised these two a long time ago, but none of them took her words to heart. Sinan has been practicing teaching in the classroom before the start of school. She had worked as a tutor before, plus she had made thorough teaching plans, and she had taken serious exam-oriented education courses for more than ten years in modern times. All these things added up. Whether it was an open class or a regular class, her level was suddenly improved. Just pulled away.

And not only was it a problem with the teaching, Simon also found that there were also some problems with the lesson plans made by Xiang Aihua and Ye Qiuling. She mentioned it to the two of them sideways, and generously took out her lesson plan and asked the two of them to take a look, but there was no change in the two of them.

Some are discouraged, and some feel sorry for the children in this school. So after thinking for a long time, Sinan, who still couldn't turn a blind eye in conscience, made magical changes to the lesson plans he had made for the four grades before.

She condensed all the things they need to learn in fifth grade into her own lesson plan, hoping that the children in the village primary school will learn all the fifth grade courses in four years...

Sinan teaches primary school Chinese and can do some tricks on the Chinese. As for elementary school mathematics, there is not much Si Nan can do.

Fortunately, primary school mathematics at this time is just about addition, salt, multiplication and division. Memorizing more oral formulas of multiplication and division will be of some use.

Modern people attach great importance to education. In fact, people in this era also value education, but the situation in recent years has made people more disappointed and hostile towards education.

Thinking of those teachers who were beaten into obscenities, Si Nan felt that this era was really scary and despairing.

How can a country attach importance to education if even the basic respect for teachers and morality has disappeared?

Just end it quickly.

Only by ending all this as soon as possible can this group of children who can take the college entrance examination not be delayed by inferior education.

In fact, not only Simon was worried about the village children, but Xiang Aihua, a graduating class student, was also worried.

She is not only worried that these children will not be admitted to the county's junior high school next year, but she is also worried about herself.

Xiang Aihua's condition has not been very good since the open class started. She is afraid every day that if no one from the village primary school is admitted to the county junior high school next year, she will be pointed at and scolded by the villagers from the three production teams.

He scolded her for misleading her children, scolded her for occupying the latrine and not taking a shit~

Touching her belly, Xiang Aihua's biggest thought now is to get pregnant as soon as possible. Then...he raised his head and glanced at Si Nan who was drinking water, feeling the urgency in his heart to get rid of the baggage.

The more anxious you are about getting pregnant, the less useful it is. And even if she is pregnant now, won't she stop teaching? How about she take care of the first and second grade students?

But how could she say this?

At the end of September, Sinan and the other two went to the branch secretaries of their respective production teams to ask about the autumn harvest holiday. So the night before the corn harvest, the students in the village primary school were informed that they would have a week off.

That's right, that's a week.

After harvesting the corn, we have to plant radishes and cabbage again. A week's leave is not that much.

With the experience of harvesting corn last year, Sinan was fully equipped this time. Because he was worried that his palms would be worn out again, Si Nan wore an extra pair of gloves.

On the day of corn harvest, the sky was so sunny in the morning that the children, who had just learned the word "clear autumn air", pointed to the white clouds in the sky and said it was cloudless, but they didn't expect it to start raining after lunch.

The pouring rain was mixed with hailstones the size of table tennis balls.

If it hits someone, it will be a big bruise.