With a Door In Mind

v1 Chapter 278: , Collect food.

It was cloudy for several days in a row, but it was a pity that the sky was not kind to these students.

Why only for students?

It had been cloudy for several days, and a group of students had just removed all the weeds in the field, and poured manure with water to irrigate the field again.

Watered the ground again after two days.

Just when people thought it would not rain, it started to rain heavily the next day shortly after they went out.

The water was poured in vain.

In the school, there were people covering their heads and running desperately everywhere. When they came to the class, many students' clothes were quite wet.

They were all desperately patting the water stains on their bodies.

However, the military satchel on his body is well protected, and there are books in it.

Fortunately, modern clothes are mainly blue, gray and black, and the color is relatively dark. If the skirts are as thin as cicada's wings like those in later generations, they will probably be gone by now.

"Zhou Xiaochuan, why are your clothes not wet?"

Chu Yanyan shook her wet hair with her hands, looked at Zhou Xiaochuan's clean body, and asked strangely.

"Oh...I brought an umbrella..."

As a person with space, how could he not have something like an umbrella ready.

"You're amazing, do you know it's going to rain? Take an umbrella with you when you go out."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaochuan took out another towel from his schoolbag and handed it to her.

"Hey, hey... You are so particular, you bring all the towels? Are you afraid of getting caught in the rain?"

Chu Yanyan took the towel and smiled at him.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and ignored her.

After Mr. Yang was in class, he announced the test results of the previous semester, and handed out the test papers by the way.

Zhou Xiaochuan became the number one in his grade as a matter of course.

"Congratulations to Zhou Xiaochuan for being the first in the grade, Chu Yanyan for the fifth grade, and Zhang Fan for the tenth grade. You have won honors for our class and won three little red flowers. Please come up to receive the awards."

Following the head teacher's words, there was a burst of applause in the class.

The three of Zhou Xiaochuan came to the stage to receive their prizes, a notebook, a pen and a certificate.

As for the little red flower, it is naturally posted next to the blackboard in the class. This era advocates a sense of collective honor and opposes individual heroism.

So the little red flower, which represents honor in this era, naturally stays in the class.

After the rewards were distributed, Teacher Yang began to attend class.

There are no hair dryers in this day and age, so you can dry your clothes when they get wet. Fortunately, it was summer. Although it was raining outside, it couldn't change the sweltering situation.

It rained for five consecutive days. Except for the heavy rain on the first day, the rain in the remaining days was not very heavy, and it was sparse and non-stop.

But it also moistened the thirsty earth a little bit.

It has been rainy and sunny for a week.

This day the head teacher came to inform that the food collection will start tomorrow, remember to bring a shovel to the school if you have a shovel at home.

The next morning, those who had shovels at home brought all the shovels.

Under the leadership of the class teacher, everyone came to their field in a mighty manner.

The man uses a shovel to dig the sweet potatoes, while the woman picks the sweet potato leaves and puts them aside.

These are all for food. Some students from rural areas can't even eat sweet potato vines, they can only eat food substitutes.

And these are the fruits of the hard work of the students over the past few months.

Zhou Xiaochuan took a look and saw that many students were stepping on shovels with bare feet. I was afraid of hurting my shoes.

It's not like winter anymore, summer is very casual.

Some rural children are reluctant to pay for the cost of living in school, so they walk from a long distance to the city early in the morning.

I walk barefoot because I am afraid of hurting my shoes.

Zhang Dazhuang was digging sweet potatoes beside him, and as he dug up with a shovel, a bunch of large sweet potatoes underneath were exposed.

He is from the countryside and understands what is going on. He turned his head and said to Zhou Xiaochuan in surprise, "Xiaochuan, a good harvest."

Zhou Xiaochuan was also "surprised" when he heard this.

"Yes. It seems that the output is quite a lot."

The head teacher also dug up a bunch of them, and he also had a happy expression on his face.

Then he shouted to everyone: "Students, dig quickly. This year may be a bumper harvest."

And at the same time, there were happy laughter from other places.

You don't have to pull the weeds, it's much more convenient just to dig.

Dozens of people cleared out this mu of land in one morning. The rest is to be carried to school in a frame in the afternoon.

It is rare for the school to be generous at noon: you can have enough food at noon, but just this time.

The students burst into cheers.

Although eating too much sweet potato will cause stomach acid, but now who cares about this. Sweet potatoes are already high-end goods.

At noon, a group of students opened up to eat. However, there are people under supervision, and they are not allowed to take them home.

The students have round stomachs one by one.

It may be full at noon, and there are more people playing outside.

Kicking the shuttlecock, skipping rope, throwing sandbags. cockfighting. What a joy to play.

But after resting, when I was working in the afternoon, the disadvantage of eating too much sweet potato was revealed.

"Pfft..."

From time to time, I heard the sound of farting from the side.

I don't know who it is.

But there are too many people who fart, and everyone is no longer embarrassed.

I was so busy until it was almost time to leave school that all the sweet potatoes were counted.

Class A of the first grade of junior high school, 5300 catties,

The other classes are all around 4800 catties.

What a bumper harvest.

Teacher Yang, the teacher in charge, had a smile on his face. This year's excellent class must be his own.

The other teachers had resentment on their faces.

I guess I was thinking in my heart that Zhou Xiaochuan was to blame for the excrement from the toilet. Otherwise, it might not be clear who wins and who loses.

After all statistics, a total of 49325 catties.

The headmaster couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear when he heard this number, and with the approved food ration, at least by the end of the year, the students' eating conditions can be improved a lot.

So it was unanimously decided to grow sweet potatoes this time. There was no way, and I was afraid of being hungry.

Zhou Xiaochuan was not surprised when he heard this number. The students carried water for irrigation and there was no shortage of water. In addition, he put a little spring water into it. It would be really strange if the production could be reduced.

But this is the last season.

When this crop of grain is planted, most of it will return to the level before the drought when it is harvested next summer.

This rain is important to schools, and even more important to people in rural areas.

Because the school planted earlier, the harvest time is slightly earlier, while the rural south is earlier~lightnovelpub.net~Some in the north will be later.

In the next period of time, it seemed to be releasing a signal.

The frequency of rain has returned to before, but it is not heavy, but it makes people feel hope is coming.

The benefits of the heavy rain before the autumn harvest were also revealed.

On October 1, the original ration was cut by 50%, and substitute food accounted for more than half of it.

An announcement was posted on this day that the food substitutes were restored to only 20%.

Although the ration has not been restored, the reduction of food substitutes is already good news.

Time passed slowly, people were better in summer, but in winter people fell into despair again.

61 years ended in despair with hope.

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