Chapter 481 Stealing the Line
Yi Chichi and the others didn't know what Qin Jiu was thinking.

But after the spring, the child went to the commune junior high school under the guidance of the school teacher. When he came back and said that he had successfully skipped a grade and became a glorious second-year junior high school student, Yi Chichi and Wen's mother were stunned.

When Wen Mu's chopsticks fell off, Yi Chichi asked blankly, "What did you just say?"

"I'm going to go to school in the commune starting tomorrow!"

Qin Jiu announced very calmly, and was still in the mood to pick up food for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Qin Jiu looked at Wen's mother, then at Yi Chichi, scratched his hair guiltily, damn it, what should I do if I scared my aunt and the others.

Just as he was about to explain, Yi Chichi suddenly said -

"Who took you to the commune?"

"Principal Liu."

This is about Liu Xianfeng, the principal of Mingguang Primary School, a responsible teacher and principal.

Older generation of college students.

He has a very impressive resume and is a particularly smart and open-minded old man.

Two years before the special period, I gave up everything and returned to my hometown, away from the troubled times.

He became a teacher in a low-key manner.

But thanks to Mr. Liu’s contribution and his good popularity, he was surprisingly not affected much.

Upon learning that it was this person who brought Qin Jiu to the commune junior high school to take the exam, Wen's mother blinked and looked at Yi Chichi, "What should we do now?"

What else can I do? It's a foregone conclusion. There's nothing I can do but accept it.

"What time will you arrive at school tomorrow?"

"Before eight."

"You have to live in the school dormitory when you go to junior high school, right?!"

"You can come back every day."

"No, you should live on campus."

It’s too tiring to run every day, even if you have a 28-bar bike.

Yi Chichi urged, "Hurry up and eat. After dinner, go tell Grandpa and the others the news..."

At this point, she remembered something, "Do your great grandfather and his family know that you want to go to junior high school?"

Qin Jiu shook his head. Yi Chichi and Wen's mother exchanged glances and said in unison, "Good boy, you are really a man who can do great things."

Very opinionated. Really very opinionated.

It's a good thing we're at school. If he did something bad without asking for permission later, it would be too late to stop him.

"Mom, I'll pack his things later. You take him to the back and help grandpa and the others to give Qin Jiu a good beating."

It is a good thing for children to have their own opinions, and parents should support them. However, Qin Jiu is too opinionated. Once this becomes a habit, he will become lawless.

Mother Wen nodded, "Yes, you have to be careful."

Which child would do such a big thing without making any noise?

So, after dinner, Wen's mother took Qin Jiu out of the house, and Yi Chichi quickly packed his things.

Although it is spring, the temperature is still low.

Especially due to the temperature difference between day and night, he needs to be provided with enough warm quilts, clothes, shoes and socks.

Then there are food stamps and food.

You must bring a thermos of daily necessities, so that you have hot water to drink in the morning and hot water to wash in the evening.

And then...

She was busy running around and packed a lot of things.

Liu Lan came in and saw this scene, and asked in shock, "Chi Chi, are you going to the island again?"

Didn’t you say you were leaving in August? Why are you leaving so early?

Yi Chichi said, "...Misunderstood. This is for Qin Jiu. This kid has skipped a grade and is in the second grade."

"Oh, so Qin Jiu skipped a grade and so on..."

Liu Lan, who subconsciously answered the question, could not continue. She said in disbelief, "What did you say? Qin Jiu skipped a grade?"

"Yes!" Liu Lan was dazed after getting the confirmation. How old was Qin Jiu?

She opened her mouth to ask, but felt it was useless to ask, so she walked over to help.

However, Yi Chichi had almost packed up and had no use for her at all.

"What are you here for?"

Liu Lan stood by with her hands tied together, watching her pack her things. She heard the voice and started talking about business, "There's not enough red thread. I came to you to get some."

This was a serious matter and Yi Chichi couldn't possibly refuse, but she was a little curious.

"The thread is supposed to be sufficient, how come you don't have enough?"

It would have been better if she hadn't asked this question, but once she did, Liu Lan exploded.

"Don't mention it. My sister stole my red thread."

"??? Your sister stole the thread? Where did your sister come from?"

Liu Lan is the only daughter of the Liu family. She has a lot of brothers and cousins, but she is the only girl in their generation.

Where did this sister come from?

"My eldest cousin's daughter, Ma Xiulian."

Yi Chichi suddenly realized that this person, she knew, had gone back to her parents' home with her mother to beg for money a few days ago and had offended almost everyone in the Liu family.

They were expelled from Kaoshantun.

She didn't say much, but asked her if one was enough.

"That's enough. I've almost finished embroidering the red one. It doesn't require much thread."

Liu Lan still feels bad about it. "My mom went to the toilet and she sneaked into my room. I didn't know it because she was taking the thread. I didn't realize it until today when I needed it. I thought I remembered it wrong, but my oldest nephew told me that she stole it."

At this point, she complained angrily, "What a shallow-sighted guy, he didn't even know to steal a watch, which is valuable after all, why did he steal the thread."

Yi Chichi's mouth twitched, "Silk thread is very expensive."

But she didn't think Ma Xiu Lian knew the price of the silk thread. She guessed that she stole it simply because of the beautiful color and wanted to make it into a hairband.

Otherwise, with so many colors, why not use other colors?

"As for why they don't steal the more expensive ones, probably because they don't dare."

"She dares to steal things, so why does she care about whether it's expensive or cheap?"

Liu Lan couldn't understand this train of thought, so Yi Chichi laughed, "If someone stole your watch, you would report it to the police, but if someone stole the wire, you wouldn't find out in a short time, and even if you found out, you wouldn't report it to the police for such a small thing. That's probably what she was thinking."

Liu Lan thought about it and felt that it made sense.

Sighing, he followed Yi Chichi into the house to get the wire, "Next time I really can't let her come to my house, and bring less food each time."

Yi Chichi did not comment on this, and held up the red thread for her to choose, "Which one do you think it is?"

There is a difference in red, and the difference is quite big.

Also, because the two people were embroidering different patterns, they needed different colors of red.

Just let her choose.

Liu Lan came over, picked up one of them after careful selection, and said, "This one!"

"...Take another good look."

Seeing the red she picked out, Yi Chichi reminded her helplessly.

Liu Lan, who was originally very confident, began to tremble when she heard this, "I, did I make the wrong choice?"

"It's a little different from your original red."

Two very similar reds, but not the same.

She signaled with her eyes, "Put down what you have in your hand, and take the third red in your left hand."

Sure enough, she couldn't have too much hope for Willowherb's color sensitivity.

When it comes to sensitivity to colors, Liu Lan and Niu Niu are very different.

Liu Lan smiled awkwardly and changed the line, "You, how did you remember the color I needed?"

What stupid questions these are.

Yi Chi Chi rolled her eyes at her and said, "Other people become stupid for three years after giving birth, but you become stupid for six years after giving birth. I designed your embroidery pattern, and the silk and embroidery thread I used were all brought back from Guangzhou. How could I not remember it?"


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