Han Songlin let his gaze return from the outside, sighed, and said, 'Forget it, let's cook! Judging from the looks of things today, there's no way I can go out!'
Liu Yuyan sighed inwardly, feeling a bit of a pity. Judging from the looks of things today, business probably won't be too good; in the summer, the weather is changeable, and she's already used to it.
Every rainy day, the business of the shop is not very good, so Liu Yuyan still hopes for sunny days.
Liu Yuyan: 'What are we going to eat for lunch? There's a power outage!'
Power outage!
Han Songlin was momentarily at a loss: 'It looks like there's a problem with the power lines somewhere! Let's eat.'
The power didn't come back on until the evening.
In the afternoon, the rain eased up a bit, so Han Songlin let Jiang Guiju go home from work early.
After all, business was really slow today.
The next day, the weather was much better.
It was a cloudy day, and it didn't look like it was going to rain.
So, Han Songlin, Liu Yuyan and Han Ting went out as planned.
This time, they didn't ride a motorcycle, mainly because they were worried that the roads in the countryside would get the bike stuck.
Even if it didn't get stuck, the mud on the wheels would make it quite inconvenient to clean.
Anyway, Han Songlin didn't really like riding a motorcycle in such conditions.
In terms of economic conditions, it must be said that it is not a bad thing to be close to the city; from what Han Songlin has seen along the way, many people here have now built two-storey buildings.
Han Songlin also knows that in twenty years, this place will be expropriated to build the second ring road of Yuechi, and several large and small residential areas will be built.
Liu Yuyan pointed to a white pagoda on the side of the hill and said, 'Do you remember, when we were at school, the school organised a picnic to the White Pagoda Temple?'
Han Songlin followed the direction of Liu Yuyan's finger. This white pagoda has been towering on the edge of the county town for thousands of years.
Han Songlin has forgotten exactly when it was built.
Anyway, it has a long history.
In the future, the edge of the city will be at the foot of this white pagoda.
Then this white pagoda temple will be built into a park.
Especially during holidays, there will be a lot of people coming to play.
'Do people bring meat to the temple to eat?' Han Songlin remembered that when he was in primary school, the school also organised picnics here, and every year from the third grade onwards, they would come here.
Because in a few years, when schools in other parts of the country organised outings and picnics for students, there were safety incidents and some students died.
So when Han Songlin was in junior high school, they only went on a picnic once.
And it was only after a long time that they applied to the education bureau that they were given permission.
As for high school, it's not worth mentioning.
In the future, due to continuous advocacy, students cannot be kept inside the school all the time for fear of accidents. Some schools have begun to organise activities such as spring outings and autumn outings again.
Liu Yuyan was surprised when Han Songlin said this, how could you carry meat into a temple!
'Have you done it before?'
Han Songlin didn't know if Uncle Songlin had done it before, but according to his understanding of boys, this kind of thing is definitely capable of doing it.
The prerequisite is that when Uncle Songlin was at school, could he eat meat?
'Haha!' Han Songlin just smiled and didn't say anything.
Liu Yuyan: 'You guys are really naughty!'
Han Songlin originally thought that Liu Yuyan's house was not far from the highway.
Unexpectedly, after walking from the highway onto the rural dirt road, they continued walking for almost twenty minutes before they arrived.
Fortunately, there was a strong wind blowing at night, and in the summer, the weather was hot, the moisture evaporated quickly, and although the road was wet, it was not muddy.
Han Songlin did not know the way, so at the fork in the road, he paid special attention to Liu Yuyan's movements.
In this way, Liu Yuyan did not discover that Han Songlin was actually here for the first time.
Woof woof woof!
"Who is it?'
'Mom, it's us!'
Han Songlin and Liu Yuyan stood in the courtyard with Han Ting, as Han Songlin looked intently at the big yellow dog on a chain.
This kind of local dog was very common in the countryside!
It was absolutely good at guarding the home.
'Oh, Yuyan is back, did Liu Mingcheng hear that?' Yang Xiufang shouted into the house, then took the dog's leash and signalled for them to hurry inside.
Liu Mingcheng had a homemade apron wrapped around his waist, and when he came out, he wiped his hands on it.
'Ting'er, come to grandpa, let grandpa look at you! Oh, Ting'er has grown up, grandpa can't even lift you!'
Yang Xiufang called out as she walked into the house, while accepting the things that Han Songlin had brought her. She said, 'You could have just come home, why did you buy anything else?'
Although she said this, her face was full of smiles.
'I didn't buy much. I know Dad likes to drink, so I bought some wine and some food!'
Yang Xiufang was happy, but she complained, 'Why did you buy him wine? It's a waste of money!'
Hearing that there was wine, Liu Mingcheng came over to take a look, while scolding Yang Xiufang, 'You don't know anything. Songlin, let's drink a little at lunch today!'
'Dad, I'm not very good at drinking, so I'll just have a little!'
'Just one glass is fine!'
Liu Yuyan: 'Mom, where's my younger brother?'
'I don't know where he's gone. He's gone crazy. I'll go and shout at him!'
With that, she walked directly to the courtyard and shouted, "Erwaizi, hurry back, your sister is back!'
After a while, she heard a voice from the courtyard across the street: "I heard you!'
It really was, communication depended on shouting!
The older generation had loud voices, perhaps they just trained them like that.
Han Songlin really didn't know that Liu Yuyan actually had a younger brother.
In his memory, there was no such thing.
Looking at Liu Yuyan, he wondered why she hadn't told him.
Moreover, Liu Yuyan had never mentioned it even once.
While they were talking, a boy ran over from the field.
'What grade is Erwaizi in?' Han Songlin's face was smiling, and it was impossible to tell that today was the day he found out that Liu Yuyan had a younger brother.
In the countryside, if the first child is a daughter and the second child is a son, then the general term of address is Erwaizi!
It's quite interesting.
Liu Yuyan had forgotten about this as well, and said uncertainly, 'Mom, is Erwaizi in junior high school?'
'Yes, he's in Yunhe Junior High School!'
Yunhe Junior High School?
Isn't this the same place where he went to junior high school?
What a coincidence.
Or perhaps it is inevitable.
Since they are from the same village, it is only natural that they went to the same junior high school.
'How are his grades?'
Yang Xiufang felt a headache coming on when it came to her son's grades.
'Don't say anymore. Once he finishes junior high school, I'll send him to learn a trade!'
Nowadays, many children in the countryside go to learn a trade after finishing junior high school.
To be honest, is this the right choice?
It can only be said that it is not the worst choice.
At the very least, in the future, they will definitely be able to lead a carefree life.
Technical personnel, no matter what skills they have, can definitely make a living with their skills.
China has always been in dire need of skilled workers.
This is still the case today and will continue to be so in the future.
Can vocational schools really cultivate qualified skilled workers?