1980s: I was reborn after being scumbag to death

Chapter 11 Processing
The group stood there for a while before a tractor came.

He Jinqiu happily pulled his daughter up and spread out the cloth bag in his hand for his daughter to sit on.

After what just happened, her heart is still floating.

Because of her daughter's repetition of a grade, Ding Guixiang had been talking to her about it over and over again in the past two months. Today, she finally got back at him, which made her feel relieved.

In the past, no matter what she said, it seemed like she was just trying to make excuses for her daughter.

Just now, my daughter aroused everyone's empathy with just a few words.

Indeed, people still need to read more so that what they say can be organized.

After shaking for more than half an hour, we arrived at the town.

Meng Shulan had to go to school first to get her books and things back, and He Jinqiu had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. The mother and daughter agreed to meet at the tailor stall next to the supply and marketing cooperative.

The school is closed today and the big iron gate is open, but the security guard is there and recognized Meng Shulan.

Isn’t this the female student who broke into the school gate yesterday?

The security guard stopped Meng Shulan and asked her what happened yesterday.

Meng Shulan first apologized, and then asked the uncle to invite the head teacher of the repeat class over.

It's really hard to talk about what happened between her and Han Ning.

The head teacher of the repeat class is named Zhang. He is the Chinese teacher of the class and an old man who is about to retire.

When Teacher Zhang saw Meng Shulan, he asked her about how she left school yesterday. He was relieved to hear that she just went home.

"If you have any problems in the future, you have to tell me. I was planning to go to your house to ask you this morning."

Meng Shulan usually has excellent grades in school and is well-behaved and obedient. Teachers of all subjects like her very much.

Yesterday, the incident between her and Han Ning caused quite a stir, and it spread throughout several classes in the second year of high school. If she ran out like that, it would definitely cause people to worry.

Teacher Zhang added, "By the way, I asked Ye Ran to go to your house to check on you. Did she come?"

Ye Ran is from the same village as Meng Shulan, and she is also the treasure of the village chief.

Meng Shulan shook her head. "I don't know. I haven't seen her."

Yesterday, the fact that Ye Ran sent dumplings to Han Ning was exposed. She must be hating herself to death now and doesn't have the face to come over.

Teacher Zhang frowned but didn't say much. When he heard that Meng Shulan had returned to school to get something, he explained to the security guard.

Of course, she couldn't tell me what happened yesterday. She just thought she had something urgent to do and didn't have time to pay attention.

With the class teacher present, the security guard naturally had nothing to say.

On Sundays, the doors of classrooms and dormitories are locked.

Teacher Zhang took the key, walked Meng Shulan over, and helped her open the door.

On the way, Teacher Zhang talked about how the incident yesterday was handled.

"I've already checked with the students about what happened, and Han Ning is indeed wrong. Don't worry, I've already criticized him seriously. I'll find a time tomorrow to have him formally apologize to you."

Is an apology enough?
Meng Shulan smiled, "Teacher Zhang, I know you have your difficulties, so I will try my best to be patient with you this time. However, the prerequisite is that Han Ning can recognize his mistakes and stop making the same mistakes again and continue to bother me."

Han Ning's uncle is the vice principal of the school, so it is a bit difficult to get him to be punished and write a self-criticism.

Teacher Zhang is almost at retirement age, and he certainly doesn't want to cause any unpleasantness in the last two years.

Meng Shulan understood, and she had also thought about this matter.

The important thing now is to prepare seriously for next year's college entrance examination and deal with those things at home. As for Han Ning, as long as he behaves himself and doesn't bother her, and doesn't give her a reason to retaliate against him, she can also let things go her way.

But if that person insisted on coming here to seek death, she would have no choice.

Han Ning has an uncle and a brother who is a company commander in the army.

If a quarrel really breaks out, it will depend on who is right. When Teacher Zhang heard this, he nodded quickly.

"Don't worry about this, it won't happen again."

Meng Shulan: "Okay, Teacher Zhang, I'll trust you this time."

After taking some books and her own things from school, Meng Shulan carried them to a tailor's stall not far from the supply and marketing cooperative.

He Jinqiu was already waiting there, talking to the stall owner.

The stall owner was a woman in her forties or fifties, dressed fashionably and neatly. Her hair was tied up with a hairpin made of unknown material. She was pedaling a sewing machine, looking very happy.

The woman's name is He Saijun. She is Meng Shulan's aunt and He Jinqiu's biological sister.

The two sisters were only two years apart in age, but because Hesejun married well and knew how to operate a sewing machine, she worked as a tailor in the commune before the reform and opening up, and could use her working hours to offset work points every month.

In the past two years, the policies have been relaxed and the land has been distributed to households. He Saijun used his connections to register with the supply and marketing cooperative and set up a sewing machine to do business.

In the eyes of ordinary villagers, He Saijun is lucky, she married well, is capable, and has food to eat without working in the fields. She lives better than others, and which woman would not envy her?

Just like He Jinqiu, he also envied his sister, but his look was more complicated than that of others.

"mom."

Meng Shulan walked over.

When He Jinqiu saw his daughter, he immediately took the things from her hands and put them into the small backpack.

Meng Shulan also greeted He Saijun.

He Saijun also asked her, "How are your studies going recently? You failed in the first half of the year. Are you confident about next year?"

Ever since Meng Shulan repeated her grade, everyone who sees her would ask her this question.

It’s not that I really care about you, but today’s college students are too precious. If my family doesn’t have one, I don’t want other families to have one.

Especially those relatives and sisters who are secretly competing with each other, sometimes they just can't stand seeing each other do well.

Meng Shulan smiled and said, "It's okay, no big problem."

He Saijun: "Oh, you are quite confident. Then your aunt will be waiting for your good news. If you pass the exam, please find someone to let me know."

Meng Shulan nodded, "Okay."

All three of them laughed for a moment.

Just at this time, Meng Shulan's sister Meng Changli came over with her two daughters.

Meng Changli is 26 years old this year. She looks a bit like Meng Shulan, both of them have big eyes and double eyelids. Although her skin is not as good as Meng Shulan's, it is much better than that of ordinary villagers. She is relatively tall, about 1.7 meters, with her hair tied up, revealing a smooth forehead. There is a heroic air between her eyebrows. Just by looking at her appearance, you can tell that she is a cheerful person.

Before they could exchange pleasantries, Meng Changli said, "Mom, Shulan, there's some wool for sale over there. No tickets needed. Hurry up and go take a look."

In the 1980s, some hot-selling goods still had to be purchased with tickets.

Meng Changli married in the next village, which is not far away. It only takes about 20 minutes to walk to her parents' home. She goes home almost every week and often sees Meng Shulan. They get along very casually.

When Meng Shulan saw her sister and her two little nieces, who looked like dolls, her eyes were red with joy.

She held her little niece in her arms, her eyes following her sister, her heart trembling.

Meng Changli didn't notice her sister's feelings at all. She was only thinking about buying wool, so she pulled her eldest daughter to lead the way.

"Mom, Shulan, hurry up, there are so many people around here trying to buy them. If you go too late they will all be sold out."

The weather is getting colder and colder. If only I could knit a sweater to wear so I can keep warm.

But when a few people went there, they found that the large pile of wool that was there had been almost all snatched away, and the remaining ones were surrounded by more than a dozen women, so there was no room for them!
Meng Changli cried out what a pity.

Behind the wool stall, Gu Hansong, who was leaning against a mule cart and wondering what he was thinking, saw several people coming. He had an idea and called a young man selling goods and asked him to keep some wool.

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