Chapter 96 Mid-Autumn Festival

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The moon is full in the sky and half in the world.

The Mid-Autumn Festival should be the most important month and a half every year. This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival happens to be the last day of September in the Gregorian calendar. Tomorrow is the National Day.

The benefits of the National Day holiday did not start until 1999. Today, Thursday, I can only squat in the classroom and study honestly.

At the beginning of this semester, although there are textbooks for history, geography, and biology, they have been withdrawn from the curriculum.

On the schedule, although there is one music class and two physical education classes every week, music is usually taken up by math class. As for physical education class, several subjects other than math are taken in turn. They can be guaranteed to have one class in about two weeks. .

Curriculum progress, now Feng Yiping and the others have almost finished the entire second grade of junior high school. It is estimated that they will study the third grade after the midterm. By the end of the second grade, the entire three years of junior high school will be completed. It is a systematic review.

Feng Yiping is still relatively relaxed now. I think he will be a little stressed after he comes into contact with the third grade courses, mainly mathematics, but it is much better than before. After all, the logical thinking ability of a person in his thirties is better than that of a teenager. The children are much better.

Today is also the last day of lunch break. After the fourth class, Wang Changning took Xiao Zhijie back to 502 with Feng Yiping by bike.

The two of them actually didn't care much about this day, but Feng Yiping, a freak, really didn't want to eat alone today.

Qiuhu is unambiguous, quite powerful! The hot sun was basking in the sun, and after a while, the whole body was covered with oil and sweat.

It was noon, and there were few people and vehicles on the road. The crops in the field and the leaves of the street trees were all wilted by the sun. There were only a few of them, and they were full of energetic laughter along the way.

It was very rich at noon. An old hen was stewed last night. Even the pot has been kept in the pool, and it has not deteriorated. There were seven or eight small crucian carp weighing less than half a catty. Feng Yiping cooked them in a pot of soy sauce, and there was also a dish of twice-cooked pork, a plate of cold tomatoes and a pot of lettuce.

A fan was whistling aside, and the three of them were eating with a towel on their bodies.

While eating, someone knocked on the door.

Feng Yiping was a little strange, except for his uncle who regularly delivered some vegetables every week, he didn't have any visitors here.

Confused, he looked at the door, Xiao Jianping was standing at the door with two big bags.

Feng Yiping hurriedly let him into the room, "Dad, why are you here?" Xiao Zhijie wiped his sweat with a towel in one hand, while holding a chicken leg on the chopsticks in the other hand, he looked at his father in surprise.

"Why did I come? It's not that your mother said today is a big day and asked me to bring you food. I said at the time that you don't need to go to school at all. You must be here, as expected."

Feng Yiping brought him a basin of water, "Uncle, wipe it off first."

"Yes, Dad, come over here and blow on it," Xiao Zhijie fixed the electric fan and blow on it to his father.

"You guys are having a good day! No wonder Xiaojie doesn't want to go home during the holidays." Xiao Jianping said, looking at the dishes on the table.

Fortunately, there were four chairs, Xiao Zhijie went to get the bowls and chopsticks, "Dad, do you want to buy you a bottle of beer?"

"It's not whether you want it, but how many bottles do you want to buy?" Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"Yes, remember to ask for ice!"

When Xiao Zhijie left, Xiao Jianping asked Feng Yiping, "Yiping, tell me the truth, how is Xiaojie doing this semester?"

"He listened carefully, Uncle."

"So there is still no progress?" Xiao Jianping heard the meaning in his words.

"He is good at mathematics and physics, but his English is not good enough." Feng Yiping said honestly.

Looking at it now, Xiao Zhijie's memory is really mediocre, and he doesn't have much talent in language. But Feng Yiping knew that Xiao Zhijie later clearly remembered the prices of thousands of commodities he operated, and could be accurate to two decimal places, and now he was trying to find a way to mobilize his enthusiasm.

"There's only one and a half years left, so it's still a bit difficult!" Xiao Jianping felt a little heavy.

Wang Changning was also very sad when he heard the words, yes, if he can't rank in the top ten in his grade in school, then he basically has no hope of being promoted to the county No. 1 middle school.

Of course, Feng Yiping didn't dare to guarantee it, so he could only say, "Uncle, there is still more than a year left, and we will definitely urge him to study hard. If it is still a little bit late, then it's okay, and he will repeat it for another year." , the one in the first middle school will definitely pinch it with his hands."

"Hehe, that's right, he was already planning to repeat it." Xiao Jianping said.

In the past two years, the third grade of the school has had transfer students every year. They are those parents with good family conditions and some ideas, and let their children try again.

After the meal, everyone also ate a moon cake brought by Xiao Jianping, which is also a fixed taste for Feng Yiping and the others every Mid-Autumn Festival. It's the kind of old mooncake wrapped in white printed oil paper, with a crispy skin and rock sugar inside. Now it's not cheap to buy one piece at a time.

Xiao Jianping was sent away at noon, and in the second class in the afternoon, Feng Yiping welcomed another unexpected person, his sister whom he hadn't seen for several years, to visit him at school.

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On the 29th, Feng Yuxuan set foot on the way back home from the city. She didn't have any luggage, and there was only more than 400 yuan in her purse, which she saved unprecedentedly in the past two months.

She went to the town and weighed two catties of oranges and two catties of meat, and bought some moon cakes. With these things, she took a car to the village, and then went home through the mountain road.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar landscape all the way, she was kind and impatient. Over the past few years, the outside has changed with each passing day, almost the same every year, but the house has not changed much, just like she sang in the theme song of a TV series "The Woman and the Dog" she watched, "The mountain is still the same. The mountain and the beam are still the same beam.”

She was wearing a fashionable blue dress and white high-heeled sandals, but it was really inconvenient to walk on such a mountain road with such a dress. She gritted her teeth and persisted for a while. Seeing that there was no one in front or behind, she took off her high heels, held them in her hand, and walked barefoot.

The mountain road is not clean, the road is full of stones and glass slag, the most difficult thing to guard against is all kinds of thorns in the sand, such as the thorns on the chestnut balls that fell from the chestnut tree on the roadside, picking firewood to go home On the way, the thorns that fell from the thorns had to wear high heels again. In short, this journey was really not easy.

She walked a few steps and rested for a while, and took a few steps for a while. It used to be a journey that could be completed in half an hour at most, but today she walked for almost two hours.

It wasn't until after three o'clock in the afternoon that she finally entered the village. The road was level and it was easier to walk. She breathed a sigh of relief and tidied herself up with the small mirror in her bag. She straightened her back and looked like a city person. With a proud attitude, he returned to his hometown after a long absence.

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