Qin Ranran calculated that if he was in the second year of junior high school, the tuition fee for one semester would be three yuan, and the cost of books would need to be calculated separately.

Coupled with schoolbags and stationery, it will cost at least a dozen yuan.

Therefore, Qin Ranran had already planned it.

It's okay to go to school, and you have to earn money too.

In addition to the money that must be spent, meals are not included.

Because most of the students bring their own meals, there is no cafeteria in the town's schools.

Even teachers need to do it themselves.

Wu Mei was specially recruited into the school as a teacher, and her salary was only the lowest grade, only thirty-nine yuan a month.

But if you want to eat a meal at school, you have to buy a stove and briquettes.

Coupled with the rice vegetables bought, the money for this meal is at least a dozen yuan, accounting for one-third of the salary.

Qin Ranran had long thought that the little money Wu Mei had saved couldn't be spent on herself.

It's just that Wu Mei is better at calculating than her.

She was ready for a long time, leaving early and returning late.

Anyway, Xiao Ran can't live in the town while studying, and it is a waste of money to live in the town alone, and he has to live separately from Lao Shen.

For a meal at noon, get up early in the morning and put it in an aluminum box.

If there was a cigarette barrel in the school, she put the aluminum box on the cigarette tube.

When the time comes, it won't be cold when it eats at noon.

Let Lao Shen catch a car to pick them up at night.

In this way, you can save a lot of money!

However, it was not a problem for the donkey cart to always ask the village to borrow it.

If she had a bicycle, she could ride with Xiao Ran every day, and she didn't have to work so hard to send it back and forth!

It's just that this bicycle ticket, how can it be so easy to get.

Qin Ranran didn't know what Wu Mei was thinking, and threw herself on the steamed chicken cake.

And when Zhang Jianguo went back, he resisted big bags and small bags.

Before he could step into the gate of the courtyard, he heard the sound of bowls and basins being smashed from the courtyard.

"I knew you hated me for having a daughter. That's why I was given these things, woo-woo-woo......! ”

A burst of crying and scolding came from the back room.

Zhang Jianguo hurriedly walked in, and saw an enamel bowl in the middle of the courtyard being thrown to the ground.

Next to it are corn tortillas scattered all over the ground.

And his mother was squatting on the ground picking up the tortillas, carefully patting the dusty and dirty cakes clean.

Zhang Jianguo's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Mom, what's going on?"

Hearing Zhang Jianguo's hoarse voice, Cao Guizhi raised his head in surprise.

Before, the youngest son also asked people to bring a letter, saying that he would not go home until the engineering team left, and it was estimated that he would wait until the end of April!

Why did you come back a month early now?

Looking at the little son with red eyes and clenched fists.

Cao Guizhi hurriedly picked up the enamel basin, and then put the patted corn tortillas inside.

"Jianguo, you're back! Mom is fine, your sister-in-law's hand slipped. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Go and put your luggage away, wait, Mom will make you something to eat. ”

She was afraid that Jianguo would be grumpy, and if she continued to ask, she would probably have to quarrel again.

It's just that Cao Guizhi wants to calm things down, but the people inside don't think so.

Liu Qiao'er heard Zhang Jianguo's voice, opened a crack in the window again, and looked out.

saw Zhang Jianguo carrying a covered backpack, and the original fire in his heart burned even more.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhang Jianguo came back for the New Year, and she heard that Zhang Jianguo would come back to accompany her father and mother after the New Year.

Originally, she thought that everything in this village would belong to the second room, but it was directly in vain.

Thinking of this, her heart was very blocked.