Vol 2 Chapter 437: Letter from Hometown

The teachers and students of the whole school participated in the autumn harvest labor together, to be precise, it was to buy autumn vegetables. Now all units are showing their supernatural powers, ready to start first.
The school held a mobilization meeting to clarify the severe situation and began to be busy day and night in the fields. Immediately, the canteen in the school gradually piled up cabbage walls, evoking Zhou Jiao's nostalgia for the Northeast.
She doesn't know if Mother Zhang has started picking sauerkraut, has she started poking the chimney, has she started to prepare for winter?
In the autumn harvest in the northeast, Daqingshan at the end of October, familiar scenes and objects often appear in her dreams, which evokes her deep yearning for her hometown.
Since entering the school, Zhou Jiao has received many letters. Only Zhang Father and Mother Zhang often make Zhang Lao Er wait a word or two-either we are very good, or you are careful outside.
The deep family affection was compressed into the simplest sentence or two by them. How to make the couple feel at ease? In particular, many rural students began to send food and invoices back, and Zhou Jiao was shocked.
Zhou Jiao leaned on the chair and stared at the letter paper on the desk. How can she convince her in-laws to come over? The kind and sensible parents didn't know what was going on at home.
"Jiaojiao, the eldest sister wrote to us." Zhang Guoqing cheerfully spread a stack of letters when he came in.
Zhou Jiao's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she finally waited for Zhang Meili to reply.
Last month, she had an idea to ask Zhang Guoqing to write a letter to her elder sister, asking her to help persuade. After waiting so long, there is finally news.
Zhang Guoqing closed the door, put away the remaining letters, opened Zhang's beautiful letter, and poured out a whole pile of thick letter paper from it. You can still see densely packed small print.
Zhou Jiao couldn't help but laugh when she saw it--the saving temper had really not changed. It is estimated that the elder sister must be distressed about the postage and let everyone gather together.
"Oh, eldest brother, second elder brother and second elder sister, this is one pot. Look at Xizi's letter."
Zhou Jiao couldn't wait to say: "Look at the letter from the older sister first."
The couple heads to each other, leaning together and finally watching, smiling bitterly at each other.
On the letter paper written by Zhang Chunming, three sheets of paper were filled with Father Zhang and Mother Zhang asked if they had enough to eat at school? Do you want to send rations? Speaking of eating and drinking at home, they want Maodong and never mention coming to Beijing.
This time, the couple agreed to read Xizi's letter first.
Children are much more honest than adults. At first glance, the letter paper was torn off from the workbook. It is estimated that the handwriting has been altered temporarily.
In the letter, Xizi first wrote that he missed their family very much, then talked about the affairs of Zhangjiacun, and finally wrote to relieve them. He has now been alone with Zhang Father and Mother Zhang. If grandma is hungry, he will go to Zhao Dashan and ask him to take a telegram to the capital.
Zhang Guoqing tasted the sentence carefully, and after a while, he finally smiled with satisfaction. The child has grown up and knows what he wants to hear most.
There is an old captain in Zhangjia Village who is a blessing to the villagers. The harvest of Chinese cabbage, with rice bran, radish cherry seeds, and cabbage knots, will at least last until the beginning of spring next year.
That's good, this is good....
The ancestors of the Zhang family should thank the old captain for keeping their children and grandchildren.
Zhang Guoqing took a deep breath. He hoped that the back road he prepared for the villagers didn't need to be used, it was really a happy event for everyone to celebrate.
"We will go home during the winter vacation! Come back after the new year."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded. He didn't care about others, but couldn't let go of the people in Zhangjiacun, so he should go back and have a look. And the parents, how to arrange next, have to plan carefully.
After reading the letters from the two brothers and sisters, Zhang Guoqing curled up his lips and smiled coldly. Fortunately, no grain was left in the village at the time, so I found a small courtyard in his village!
Zhang Lao Er is right, there are so many rats behind his back! He Zhang Guoqing really didn't believe these choppy dared to go to his county courtyard. The document clearly says to investigate the countryside. If he dares to go to his county home, he must chop off the claws of these people.
"Take these letters away and don't put them outside."
Zhou Jiao nodded, leaned on his ear, and asked worriedly: "Do you think that the grain in Guanli will be discovered? In the spring of next year, someone may go up the mountain to find food."
Zhang Guoqing hugged her and said in a low voice, "Ordinary people dare not go up. Who else has your husband so vigorously to remove that boulder?"
Zhou Jiao covered her smirk, blinked her eyes, and pointed at herself.
"Don't worry, even if someone finds out, we just lose some rice bran and corn. That is, now, who would like to eat this stuffy neck."
Zhou Jiao smiled. It doesn't mean that they are worthless. She had just arrived at Zhang's house, and the family was still not eating corn residue.
"Okay, it's as planned. It's best if they can get through it, and we'll talk about it when they ask for help. We should forget it."
Zhou Jiao nodded. According to the original plan, the village really couldn't go on, and there was still a play. I hope they will survive, and the couple will not have to bother.
After the couple discussed it, they decided to send back some food stamps, otherwise Zhang's father and mother would still be worried and dare not eat the inventory. Furthermore, if they don't send anything back to their hometown, there will be rumors soon.
There are 52 students in the class. Not to mention that students from rural areas have begun to fend off food and clothing, even the students in the city are saving food stamps to send to their families. Fortunately, these people with Yi Jiefang stood up to the front. Otherwise, their husband and wife would definitely be poked to death by everyone's eyes.
The couple hurriedly read the other letters and began to sit down and reply.
Zhou Jiao carefully read the letter from his godmother Huang Huimin. Zhou Jiao didn't believe what she said she was doing well. With her godmother's character, if she was very good, she would have sent large and small packages long ago.
However, she had just sent something during the holiday and did not plan to send it again this time. The more you give, the bigger the flaw. Compared with ordinary people, it is impossible for the Zhao family to be really hungry.
It was almost time for dinner, Zhang Guoqing put down his pen, took two lunch boxes and went to the canteen. The two enamel bowls originally distributed by the school had long been abandoned by him.
When she returned, Zhou Jiao took it and opened it, and it turned out that the red rice was covered with Chinese cabbage. With the cabbage wall, Chinese cabbage has been eaten in these days. But she saw that everyone was very happy. The cabbage soup in the iron bucket could not be delivered every day. No way, she can only take it back to the dorm to eat.
Living in school is very inconvenient. Had it not been for education classes and meetings at night, Zhou Jiao would definitely have ran home early. In order to steal food to fill my stomach, I get nervous every time-eating a piece of meat is afraid that people will smell the smell, let alone want to eat other delicious foods with strong fragrance.
I heard that there was a building in front. A female classmate brought back a small piece of pork head meat from home on Monday, but all the students in the building smelled the fragrance.
Zhou Jiao once talked to Zhang Guoqing about the authenticity of this request in private. However, judging from the roast duck that Wan Dayong brought back, it was indeed fragrant. Very authentic!
In the past two days, notices not allowed to steal cabbage were posted in the cafeteria. Zhou Jiao was a little dumbfounded at first, but she was relieved after thinking about it. Chinese cabbage is still better than wild vegetables.
Life is full of surprises. Everyone let go of their stomachs at this moment last year. Do you remember this year today?