Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Who says teachers are smart?When I came out, I peed on his face.

"Teacher, I'm not in the mood to go to the carpenter's shop to do some errands before getting the medicine."

"Then do you go to school tomorrow?"

"I think my illness is very serious. Although the fever has subsided a little, I started to cough. I think it should be pneumonia caused by fever. If it is not treated in time, it is estimated that there will be more serious problems. Therefore, I decided to see a doctor at home. I won't be able to go to school before the year." Wan Feng said very seriously.

Zhou Xiaowen became angry when he heard this: "Why don't you say how cruel you are going to die and cause pneumonia? No, go to class for me tomorrow."

If you fail to fool, change your strategy immediately.

"Teacher, I'll just wait for the final exam to take the exam. Why don't I go at other times? It's so cold that the school can't even afford firewood. I'm afraid I can't stand it with my small body."

Zhou Xiaowen looked Wan Feng up and down: "There is nothing wrong with your physique, don't pretend to be a bear. In fact, in this winter, I also hope that the school will be closed early so that the students will not suffer, but I don't think so. Besides, you don't always come to class. Principal We all know that this effect is really bad.”

Wan Feng thought for a while: "Teacher, can you see if this works? Go talk to the principal. I will donate [-] catties of firewood to the school for the students to keep warm. I will finish the exam on the day of the final exam. Here we go, how is it?"

The school’s main heating system relies on a brick oven in the middle of the ground, which burns bean stems and bones that students pull out at home. In winter, they bring one or two baskets every day. These are the school’s heating materials throughout the winter.

This kind of stuff doesn't carry the fire at all, and it only burns about one or two classes early in the morning. If it burns all morning, it will be burned up in a few days.

In the Beishan area of ​​Chaihe, it costs less than a cent or even a catty, and 100 catties is only [-] yuan.

Wan Feng stayed at home and went wherever he wanted without drawing 100 yuan. If not, [-] catties would not be a problem.

Zhou Xiaowen's eyeballs were dripping and turning around. To be honest, their office is also the same. It is freezing in winter, and there is no firewood for heating.

"Wait until I discuss it with the principal."

"Don't wait, wait until the holiday is over, you can go up and discuss it now. If the principal agrees, I will go to Beishan to buy it tomorrow, and I will pull it back tomorrow afternoon."

"So fast?"

"I always act swiftly and resolutely. You hurry up and I'll wait here."

"I'm still buying ink."

"How much to buy? I'll buy it for you and you can take it back later."

"Buy a box, then you wait here, I'll go up and ask."

Zhou Xiaowen turned and went up the mountain, while Wan Feng went into the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a box of ink.

A box of ink is six bottles, fifty cents, and it is packed in a brown inferior cardboard box.

There is an iron stove in the supply and marketing cooperative, and some idlers drink and chat around the stove, making the supply and marketing cooperative full of the smell of wine.

Chapter 395 My Lord is Going Out (Reward 2003 for the leader of MYBBY5)

It took about half an hour for Zhou Xiaowen to come down again.

Seeing Zhou Xiaowen coming down the mountain through the glass, Wan Feng left the supply and marketing cooperative with the ink cartridge.

"Teacher, how is it?"

Zhou Xiaowen smiled, and Wan Feng was relieved that he had a door.

"The school is based on the actual situation, after careful consideration, for the sake of the general..."

"Teacher, we are a family, so don't talk about those stereotyped essays with me, it's dry." Wan Feng quickly interrupted Zhou Xiaowen.

What are you talking about outside the station in this cold weather?

"The principal agreed, but you have to have a reason for not coming to school. The reason you don't go to school at home is because you are sick..."

"Yeah, I was already sick."

"Don't interrupt, the school will give you 20 days of sick leave, and you have to take it during the final exam, remember? Otherwise, the school will not justify it, and the impact will be bad."

That's it.

"No problem, you go back and tell the principal that you can see firewood at school tomorrow afternoon."

"Here's your ink money."

"Come on, buy candy for your daughter, teacher, I'm going back to recuperate."

This time Wan Feng's mood was completely relieved, and his fever was half cured again, almost cured.

When I returned to my grandma's house singing a ditty, my uncle was sweeping the street.

Don't you think it's too busy? The bride doesn't get out of the kang for three days, and the groom gets up the next day to sweep the streets. This is also against harmony.

"Uncle, are you sweeping the street as soon as you get up?"

Zhu Ping rolled his eyes: "Who told you that I got up? I got up a long time ago."

"Come on, when I got up, the door curtains and curtains in your room were still drawn, don't think I don't understand anything."

As soon as he said he knew everything, Zhu Ping seemed to think of something and lost his mind for a while.

The sharp-eyed Wan Feng showed a sinister smile when he saw it.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Ping couldn't hold back.

"How about it, isn't the trick I taught you easy to use? This trick is more suitable for summer, and it's okay for spring and autumn. It's a bit cold for your buttocks in winter."

"Get out of here!"

Zhu Ping picked up the broom and was about to shoot, Wan Feng turned around and ran into grandma's house.

But it ran out again after 1 minute.

"Where can I buy big firewood, the distance should be close but not too far away."

Zhu Ping was stunned: "Why are you buying big firewood?"

"Look at the question you asked, burn it, if you want to eat it, you definitely won't buy it."

"The nearest one is to go to the British Commune, where there are mountains and plenty of firewood."

"Who in the team has relatives or connections in the British Commune?"

Zhu Ping thought for a while: "Why don't you ask Zhang Hai?"

Wanfeng rode his bicycle towards Xigouli, and when he reached the team headquarters, he happened to see Zhang Hai coming out of the team headquarters, as if he was about to go home for dinner.

Seeing Wan Feng and Zhang Hai stopped in his tracks.