Restarting life in Siheyuan

Chapter 187: Enjoying it more and more

Fang Jiaming looked at Zhu Xuefeng in the weak moonlight, his face full of excitement.

"Lao Liu, Brother Liu, you know so much, can I learn them all? See what I can learn..."

Zhu Xuefeng was stunned. This kid is still greedy. He doesn't have the golden finger to upgrade the system experience. He has to learn all these things. He is very busy. Before he opened his mouth, Fang Jiaming couldn't hold it in anymore.

"No, I can't. I have to drain the water first. I'm almost suffocated. I have to go and relieve myself. Brother Six, don't run away. Wait for me."

Finally, after Fang Jiaming strode for a while, he went back to rest crookedly. He was exhausted from running all day and had no energy left.

Zhu Xuefeng planned to teach horse steps first and then basic boxing techniques. The rest would depend on the specific situation.

The week's production and labor class passed quickly. The students were all very angry. The shoulders of the transportation team were also red and swollen, but everyone was very interested and felt deeply that they could contribute to the grain harvest. pride.

Fang Jiaming spent several nights with Zhu Xuefeng. Perhaps because of his relatively high IQ, he learned a lot of basic boxing techniques and roughly mastered the requirements for basic skills.

"Let me just say that I am a martial arts prodigy. I was really delayed by my father."

It turns out that when Fang Jiaming was in school, someone got a shooting vulture from across the street. Now he was fascinated. He thought that he was better than Guo Dasha. Whenever he saw a beautiful and smart girl, he wondered if she was his sister Ronger.

It can be said that he was severely poisoned and his grades dropped. As a result, his father found out and beat him up, and he has been isolated from martial arts ever since.

Fang Jiaming was still aggrieved, feeling that he was supposed to be a great hero, but was delayed by his father. Zhu Xuefeng had already said that he had a high level of understanding and would be able to do it as soon as he was taught.

It's just a pity that I only started training at this age. It would be good to strengthen my body. It is very difficult to become famous because my bones are basically set.

"Just keep in shape. I will persevere and see my limits..."

It seems that he still refuses to give up and uses challenging the limits to motivate himself. Zhu Xuefeng can only express his admiration. This kind of will is really good. If it is really possible, it doesn't mean that he can't help. We will see later.

When I returned to school, everyone was the same. Their clothes were covered in white salt and alkali, and they couldn't take a shower or wash clothes in the village. Fortunately, it was only a week and Renren came here.

Wearing dirty clothes, they took Xia Yuhong home. Although Xia Yuhong was a lot darker, her clothes were clean. It seemed that they were also taken care of.

"When you are working, can you wash your clothes and take a shower?"

"Of course, but we boys don't have it either. We provide a little bit specifically for girls."

It's so unfair. Aren't men and women equal? ​​Let's not talk about the dormitory. If we work together, the treatment is different. In fact, we understand that girls do it because of physiological needs. This is a lot more convenient for boys.

"Okay, you go home first. I'll take a shower and change clothes before I go to your house."

We've already agreed, but now I'm too sloppy to see anyone.

"Okay, you have to hurry up, my dad is very impatient."

Xia Yuhong waved her hand and went in. Zhu Xuefeng didn't go home and went directly to the courtyard. His younger siblings knew that he would not be at home for dinner today and there was a bathtub in the courtyard for bathing.

The bathtub was newly made according to Zhu Xuefeng's request, and it still exudes a faint smell of tung oil. Zhu Xuefeng was a little bit familiar with the bathtub left by the previous owner. Who knows how many years it has been used. It was made by Master Xue not long ago. Made from drawings.

In fact, there are two bathtubs at home now, but there are some conditions that are not available at home. It is really good if there are three little girls to take care of them. Zhu Xuefeng has already taken a bath, and the dirty clothes have been washed by Erya and Sanya.

Soaking in the warm water, slowly sipping the fragrant tea, Da Ya gently rubbed the back. It was really out of reach so he asked Da Ya to help. Without any other intentions or thoughts, Zhu Xuefeng was enjoying it more and more.

"Okay, you can go out first. I'll come back to check your progress in the evening." Da Ya was very strong, but fortunately, he was relatively gentle. Zhu Xuefeng almost fell asleep. This week was really tiring.

...

I changed my clothes and felt energetic, but I was hungry, so I got on the car and headed to Xia Yuhong's house.

"Hey, boy, you came here very quickly. Didn't you say you went to take a bath? I didn't go to the bathhouse. I'm still waiting for my dish to be cooked."

"The bathhouse is too slow, so I just tidied it up at home. I'm afraid you might be in a hurry, so I'm here to help you."

"Well, he has become a lot darker, so he looks presentable. He is the true character of working people. It is not good for a young man to be too fair."

Zhu Xuefeng was a little depressed. This was still the effect of the elixir. He wanted to bask in the sun and be healthier, but he was busy with classes and homework during the day, and practiced at night. It was difficult to bask in the sun.

"Xue Feng, don't pay attention to your uncle. He can't even make a living sitting in the office every day. This is jealousy...".

"Boy, don't listen to your aunt's blindness. Only the bourgeoisie can regard whiteness as beauty. It's best for us to maintain the true nature of working people. You really know how to cook. It looks like your skills are pretty good."

"I know a little bit, I know a little bit."

Lao Xia and Xia's mother did not regard themselves as outsiders. It was easy to talk about this kind of topic with themselves. Zhu Xuefeng was a little embarrassed and could only silently move to the kitchen to help cook.

...

The dinner table is quite rich, with one meat, two vegetables, one soup, and a bowl of pickles, which is a must for Xia Mu.

"Come on, come on, you two have worked hard this time. How about sharing the joys and sorrows with the working people? What are the gains..."

There was no wine today, so Lao Xia asked directly while holding a two-faced steamed bun.

A week of productive labor obviously had a great impact on Xia Yuhong. Although there were labor classes in elementary and middle schools in the past, they were all nearby.

The time usually lasts one to three days, and the labor intensity is relatively low. It can be regarded as just doing odd jobs. After all, they are all children. The production labor class in the university now has the same labor intensity as the villagers. This is really the first time.

"Dad, let me start by saying that we have gained a lot this time. The villagers taught us about the planting and growth of rice. The countryside taught us a lot of knowledge that cannot be learned in textbooks."

"I also saw the threshing machine in the village, but unfortunately I didn't see the threshing machine. Watching them carefully find out every grain, let us truly understand the hard-earnedness of every grain..."

"Yes, your school's organization has not been in vain. Your mother has been worried that you will not have the opportunity to be exposed to these and will not understand the greatness of the working people. What about you, Xuefeng?"

"Uncle Xia, in fact, this is far from sharing the joys and sorrows. Although our living conditions are a little worse, our food is much better than that in the village. It is much more difficult for them to consume the same amount of money than us. We can count as sharing the same this time. Bian, I learned a little bit about it.”

"Yes, real rural life is much more difficult than what you are exposed to now. I think back then, my whole family..."

Xia's mother interrupted in time. During this happy time, she always talked about the tragic past and asked people how to eat.

"Okay, Lao Xia, forget about mentioning everything now that it's over. Xuefeng, I heard your Uncle Xia say that the steel rolling mill rewarded you heavily. You see, your Uncle Xia doesn't have the courage. You helped their factory. He seems to have nothing to lose even though he is so busy.”

Director Xia also turned around and took a sip of soup.

(End of this chapter)