1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 11 Drilling
In Tu Lili's view, the appearance of Kui Wubai was just a brief episode in her boring life in the wild.

But for Yang Mo, the appearance of this little girl means an improvement in the food.

So, in front of Tu Lili's astonished eyes, Yang Mo made one shameless request after another to this pitiful-looking little girl...

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first day.

Yang Mo: "Third girl, since I bought you so many pears in one go... can you please send us a few more sweet potatoes to roast this afternoon... I haven't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for a long time, I'm craving for them!"

Loss of five hundred: "...Okay."

So two hours later, the skinny little girl climbed out of the hole, panting, carrying half a bag of sweet potatoes on her back.

Yang Mo impatiently threw a few sweet potatoes into the fire pit, took out two dimes and handed them over, then said with a smile: "Sanya, can you sell us some food tomorrow...fish, shrimp, snails, corn cobs, etc. are all fine...We can't get used to the food on the construction site, so we're counting on you to save our lives."

Looking at the money, which she didn't know whether it was for sweet potatoes or for the goods reservation, the little girl was stunned for a long time, then nodded: "Okay!"

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the next day.

Yang Mo took the basket handed over by the little girl with excitement, looked at the dozen or so crucian carps that were only half the size of his palm with a bitter look, and handed over another 6 yuan bill.

"Oh, there are no kitchen knives and chopping boards here, so I can't kill the fish... I can't just grill them and eat them... Well, this dollar will be used to buy the fish... And the remaining five dollars... Can you lend me the kitchen knife, chopping board and salt at home... This five dollars will be used as rent and deposit!" Yang Mo sighed and stuck the two whole fish into the dead branches, looking at the little girl pitifully.

Loss of five hundred: "...Okay!"

Three hours later, the little girl climbed up with a clang, dragging a bulging bag of fertilizer. She was covered in mud, obviously having fallen several times.

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Day three.

While Yang Mo was chewing on the steamed bread that the little girl made herself, he was frying the river shrimps in the basket on the stone slab, muttering in dissatisfaction: "Oh my, river shrimps are one of the three treasures of river seafood. It's a complete waste to eat them like this... The key is that there is no oil!"

As he spoke, Yang Mo rubbed his belly pitifully, then blinked and looked at the little girl: "Third girl, how about this, can you rent us another pot... a small pot will do, or an unwanted iron basin will also do... but don't fool me with the dog feeding basin... well, bring us some vegetable oil by the way!"

Looking at the tiny gap between the guy's fingers and the five-yuan bill that was stuffed into her, the little girl first chuckled, shook her head, then turned and ran away.

So two hours later, the little girl appeared in their sight with a black tin pot on her head...

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Day .

In the relatively hidden small campsite, uneaten pears and pots and pans were piled up here and there.

Classmate Tu Lili was digging holes in the hard saline-alkali land with a borrowed shovel, looking very frustrated. She then put the uneaten corn cobs, sweet potatoes and ground melons into the small holes and covered them with thick grass. It was hot now and the train room was like a steamer. If the things were not stored in the holes, they would all turn into dried vegetables in two days.

Mr. Yang, on the other hand, took the spoon provided by the little girl and carefully stirred the tin pot that could be sent to a museum. Then, he took out the vegetables and meat in the tin pot and changed the water according to the countdown. The pot was filled with meat and vegetables from the cafeteria, and Yang Mo was trying to find a way to adjust the spiciness to the lowest level.

Watching Yang Mo transforming into a cooking god, methodically changing the water and adding salt to the meat and vegetables, he was so tempted by the aroma of the meat from the pot that his mouth was watering, and he could hardly finish his homework.

Well... that's right, it seems that after spending the past few days together, Kui Wubai has completely let down his guard. Apart from delivering two loads of food every day without fail, this girl actually spends the rest of her time doing her summer homework here.

When the water started to boil, Yang Mo dipped a spoon in some of the soup and tasted it. He felt that although the meat flavor had become shockingly bland, at least the spiciness was mostly gone. He nodded with satisfaction.

bang~
Yang Mo placed a slightly exaggerated-looking earthenware bowl in front of Kui Wubai, pressed a steamed bun into the bowl of stewed soup made from twice-cooked pork and stir-fried pork shreds, and then said in a vicious voice: "Eat quickly, and do your homework after you finish eating... I feel annoyed when I see your skinny body... Remember, if you have any questions, ask your sister Tu... Don't bother me!"

As he said this, he turned around angrily and walked towards the tin pot on the fire, muttering, "Damn it, I'm really blind. I thought this little bean sprout-like body would only be in the fifth grade at best, but I didn't expect that he would be in high school soon!"

Kui Wubai, who was staring blankly at the bowl of meat soup in front of him, burst out laughing when he heard this. After thinking for a while, he took the earthen bowl and took a bite of the steamed bun soaked with soup, regardless of the heat. Then he said loudly with great joy: "You call yourself a college student, but you can't even solve a math problem in the third grade of junior high school... It's so embarrassing!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mo glared at the girl angrily, and after wriggling for a long time, he couldn't say anything. He could only snort with a look of frustration and turned his head away.

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Loss of five hundred.

Her nickname is San Yatou, and her academic name is Lu San Ya - this is the name she wrote herself in her student handbook. Although it is not her real name, it is better than having no name at all.

Current education: junior high school.

To be precise, he had just entered the third year of junior high school. According to the current three-year junior high school system in Qilu, he would have to take the senior high school entrance exam next year. The reason why he mustered up the courage to run to the construction site to sell pears was to save up next year's registration fee and tuition.

Age...fifteen.

That’s right, fifteen years old… Even though this girl is only about 1.3 meters tall and her whole body weighs less than 70 kilograms, she is indeed fifteen years old.

The reason why I suddenly know this information is because our Mr. Yang suffered a big setback this morning.

It's like this...

Perhaps because Yang Mo didn't look like a bad guy, San Yatou gradually became familiar with him over the past two days, and her attitude towards him was even more intimate than that of Tu Lili, who was of the same gender.

So, when the third girl who brought her summer homework encountered a math problem that she couldn't solve, she naturally asked Mr. Yang for help - after all, in the third girl's young mind, the three words "college student" were no different from the Wenquxing star in the sky. A mere junior high school math problem, wasn't that like a piece of cake?
But unfortunately, Yang Mo is just a liberal arts student, and a liberal arts student who was reborn - I guess everyone knows what the average math score of liberal arts students is ten years after graduation, which is roughly equivalent to the junior high school level.

So, when Mr. Yang, who was terrible at math but thought he could handle elementary school math easily, confidently took over the test paper of the third girl, he found that it was junior high school math, and it was a very difficult geometry problem... After scratching his head for nearly ten minutes, he finally had to retreat gloriously.

After this incident, Mr. Yang lost all his face. Although he found out the real information about the girl, he was looked down upon by two pairs of eyes, one big and one small. But perhaps because the stereotype was broken, the third girl, who had completely lost her awe, became more intimate with him...

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Five p.m.

The third girl, who had been hanging out at Yang Mo's place for the whole day, left reluctantly, carrying a snakeskin bag full of pots, pans, and utensils on her back - there was no extra water here, so Yang Mo gave the arduous task of washing dishes to the girl at the price of 1 yuan per month.

Touching his still swollen belly, Yang Mo picked up the thick volume of "Complete Works of Huang Yi" from the ground. He was about to finish reading "Return of the Beast" while the light was still good...

A shrill whistle sounded from the operation base not far away.

"Well No. 1 is stuck, Well No. 1 is stuck...Everyone, except those working on derrick No. 2, gather here and help!"

Hearing Sun Jian's hoarse and anxious roar through the loudspeaker, Yang Mo and Tu Lili's expressions changed. Without saying a word, they got up from the ground and hurriedly ran towards the construction site.

Just kidding, although it happens frequently, a stuck drill is a major construction accident after all. If you are still sitting here leisurely after receiving the assembly order, you will be punished afterwards!
(End of this chapter)