Rebirth of the Dead Second Female Lead Becomes the Female Lead Bai Yueguang

In June 1958, Lin Zhengying was admitted to the county high school as he wished. The county middle school was an old middle school before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, because the school system was not very sound, the application for the county high school was a bit stuck, mainly because there were not many people who urgently needed to go to high school. But the county high school successfully established a high school the year before last. For people like Du Ruoheng who went to school before the founding of the People's Republic of China and have knowledge, their children's education will not be lost too much due to the external political environment. After the establishment of the county junior high school, Du Ruoheng and other colleagues such as Principal Sun, considering the continuity of education and the learning needs of their own children, made efforts from all parties to coordinate and successfully established the county high school.

Now, the county high school has been established for three years, and other towns have also opened high schools this year due to policy reasons. The real questions that Xue Yaya wants are mostly those before the founding of the People's Republic of China, which are of no reference value to them. The questions of the first two years are not very useful for reference. Especially in terms of politics, Xue Qianren is undoubtedly better than Xue Yaya in terms of sensitivity. There is another person, uh, not Lin Fubao, but Lang Ziyan, a hygienist in Linjiazhuang.

The junior high school graduation exam was in June. After the exam, Lin Zhengying walked out of the classroom with a heavy face, but those who knew him well could feel his suppressed excitement. Sure enough, a month later, the results came out, and he was directly promoted to high school with an average score of 93. In this era when junior high school graduates are very impressive, those who go to high school are already scholars in the eyes of everyone.

The high promotion rate in Linjiazhuang has attracted the attention of some people, but it is just attention. The hometown of Confucius and Mencius has a love of learning, so naturally other places also have a desire to learn. Throughout the ages, the influence of the environment on people cannot be ignored, otherwise Meng Mu's three moves would not have become a classic; but the influence of people on the environment is also undeniable. During the investigation and analysis, some people said that Xiao Meiniang was amazing. She not only discovered the talented and intelligent Xuefeng, but also developed the talents of the other three children. Some people objected that Xue Yunyun and her sisters were not as outstanding as Xuefeng and the other four.

"Is it possible that they were enlightened too late? After all, they were displaced before!"

"I remember that when Sun Nan was reciting the Three Character Classic, we had just started the Battle of Crossing the Yangtze River, right?"

"She didn't even educate her own son! So it must be talent!"

"What about these ones?"

"Didn't you tell me about the mock exam questions? Wait a minute!"

The college entrance exam is in August, but the collection of pots and iron is in June. When the four children returned to the village, they were stunned by the big pot set up by the production team. Oh, Lin Fubao didn't have one. Xue Yaya stood beside the big pot, walked around it, and said in surprise:

“Who can wield this spatula?”

Is there anyone in this village who is stronger than her?

Xue Yaya had long remembered the Great Leap Forward activity, otherwise she would not have bought so many clay pots, casserole pots and even iron pots, just to hoard them. But by the end of last year, there was no news of buying iron pots, and Xue Yaya had given up for a while. It just so happened that Du Ruoheng and the others wanted her to set questions. She was thinking about making another fortune from this, at least to make up for the previous losses. Xue Qianren probably saw her pessimism and did not mention it. He only talked about business matters, sharing risks, and not sharing profits and bearing losses alone. Even Lin Fubao, a native reborn party, suspected the butterfly effect.

But the fact is, the wheel of history is rolling, and it is rolling! For the first time, Xuelier doubted his daughter's IQ. When it was time for lunch, Xue Yaya stood in front of the pot like she was watching a child's play and refused to leave. Four large iron pots were working at the same time, the women were burning the fire, and the men were wielding the shovels. The rice was wheat rice, and the dishes were roasted cowpea with a little oil and winter melon soup. The meal was about 70% full, and there was no empty stomach as the legend said. Xue Yaya could not hide the surprise in her eyes:

“It’s not like you can eat as much as you want!”

Bowie Lam glared at her: This girl, you can’t control your words!

Seeing his grandfather's look, Lin Fubao quietly tugged at Xue Yaya's clothes and said, "We still have a while before dinner, let's go settle the bill!"

"What's the settlement?" Xue Yaya was completely confused. Xue Qianyan was speechless: "Didn't you tell my dad before school started that if anyone wanted the pot, he would sell it at the price you offered?"

Xue Yaya came back to her senses two seconds later: "It seems to be the case!"

Lin Fubao rubbed her head and said, "We were busy making questions at that time. Thank you for your hard work!"

Xue Yaya pretended to cry and nodded, "So they are all sold out?"

"Go find your brother Lang! He helped sell it and he's the one keeping the bill!"

Xue Li Er was really afraid of the little girl. Sometimes she was as smart as a god, and sometimes she was as confused as an idiot. When Xue Yaya heard that they were going to settle accounts with Lang Ziyan, her shoulders slumped. Xue Qianren asked, "Do you dislike him so much?"

Xue Yaya glanced at him sideways: "How could I dislike Brother Lang? He is so handsome!"

"Jun, why don't you hurry up? Isn't it nice to have a meal after we settle the bill?"

Xue Qianren spat coldly and led the way to Lang Ziyan's clinic.

Lang Ziyan saw them coming and politely asked the young lady and young wife sitting in the clinic to leave:

"My dear sisters-in-law and ladies, Qianyan and I have something to discuss, so please come and help..."

Xue Yaya came over and heard it, looking at this Western scene in surprise. The group of female soldiers were tactful and reluctantly withdrew. The meal was about to start, so they might as well go and queue up to eat early.

"Brother Lang doesn't practice Tai Chi anymore?"

A straight punch?!

"What tricks are used on what people." Lang Ziyan rubbed his temples. He was very tactful before, but it was a pity that it had little effect! Later, Xue Shanhong caught a cold and had a fever. Xiao Meiniang came to get antipyretics, but she saw that the huge clinic was crowded with people. Lang Ziyan's gentle persuasion had no effect. Xiao Meiniang said:

"Zi Yan, give me two Analgin pills."

After receiving the medicine and paying the money, she also stayed and said to Lang Ziyan: "Ziyan, there are so many people in your clinic, the air is not flowing, it's not good for people!"

"Auntie!"

"Why is it so bad for us to be here?"

"We are not disturbing the nurse!"

……

Xiao Meiniang said on the spot: "You are so idle, do your fathers, brothers, and men know?"

……

Some who were sensible and worried found excuses to slip away on the spot, while some who were older and more shameless said directly:

"I have done all the work with my hands! Aunt, look, how is my sewing?"

Xiao Meiniang: ...

"Young man, repay justice with justice!"

The price of clay pots and casserole pots is not much. The cost is not high in the first place, and they are in a good location. The price is almost the same as that sold in the town, and it saves people a lot of effort. Many people buy them. In the end, one third of them is left, but the cost has been recovered. But there is not much gross profit. The pots are pure profit.

Lang Ziyan said: "It seems that the market is already saturated."

It’s better not to count on this money. It will be a blessing if you can make your money back.

Xue Yaya suddenly looked at Lang Ziyan: "Brother Lang."

"Ok?"

Lang Ziyan looked up, and the four little ones all looked at her. Then they listened to Xue Yaya gossiping and stretched their heads out:

“Why don’t you go to college?”