Liu Yang was told to take out the textbooks she had brought. This cram session would begin here! As mentioned before, if one wants to achieve good results in their studies, they must have concentration.
What is the most terrifying thing?
Someone who can stay focused.
Because such people are destined to succeed no matter what, or concentration is an essential element for success.
Fan Xiulian did not refuse, and after sitting down, she began to ask about Liu Yang's studies.
Liu Yang had missed a lot of classes, so Fan Xiulian simply started from the first chapter of the textbook and constantly went over the key points.
Liu Yuyan exclaimed with some surprise to Han Songlin, 'I've never seen Liu Yang this serious before!'
Han Songlin laughed lightly: 'With a beautiful teacher teaching, you have to pay a little more attention.'
In the end, who knows if Liu Yang is serious or not, except for him!
It's fine, I've done what I should do. As for whether Liu Yang can learn well, it depends on him.
Life is something you go through on your own, and others can help but not decide.
At noon, Han Songlin asked Fan Xiulian to have lunch together, but she refused.
'Teacher Fan, I heard you teach very well before, how many subjects can you teach?'
'Basically every subject!'
Every subject?
Han Songlin's face broke into a smile, and he looked deeply into Fan Xiulian's eyes: 'But, Teacher Fan, Liu Yang can study for more than ten hours a day, but you can't always give more than ten hours of lessons!'
The management of the school nowadays is really not strict at all, and there is basically no school supplementary classes.
Think about high school: I got up after 7am, arrived at the classroom at 8am, and didn't go to bed until 11pm.
Even then, I felt like there wasn't enough time!
Everyone keeps saying that we should work hard and play hard, but who dares to relax? Not the school, not the teachers, not the parents, and certainly not the students.
Amid all the well-intentioned advice, no one considers the students' feelings.
'I can do it!'
Han Songlin was really surprised. He had never imagined that Fan Xiulian, who was so pretty, could bear hardship.
'Okay, in that case, six hours a day, from 8 a.m. to 12 p.m. and from 3 p.m. to 5 p.m.!'
'Then I'll come back in the afternoon?'
'Okay!'
Han Songlin watched Fan Xiulian walk away. Although she looked well-dressed, he also noticed that she didn't wear any jewellery.
No bracelets, earrings or necklaces.
Just a hairpin in her hair.
Does she need money that badly?
Han Songlin thought for a moment, then dismissed the thought.
They had just met for the first time, and had spent just an hour or so together, talking for no more than ten sentences.
What did it matter to him what happened in her life!
In the afternoon, Han Songlin rode his motorcycle to buy a threshing machine, and hired someone to take it back to the village.
There were many vehicles on the street that were used to transport goods, and there are and always will be.
No matter how the times change, some professions will always exist.
Of course, there are also some professions that are constantly disappearing under the waves of the times.
For example, the bicycle repair shops that can be seen everywhere on the street nowadays will rarely be seen in the future.
You can also see them, and they are combined with motorcycle repair shops; or, if your bicycle breaks down, you can just buy your own tools to repair it. After all, tools and the like are cheap, so you can just buy them directly online.
After Han Songlin returned home, he took out a yan shan. This yan shan is essentially the same as a flat pole, both being used to carry things.
However, the yan shan is longer, heavier and thinner at both ends.
It is generally used to carry corn stalks and things like straw to use as firewood at home.
Han Songlin brought back a threshing machine, which caused quite a stir.
After all, not many families in the whole village had this thing.
'Songlin, there are still a few days until the threshing machine arrives, and you're already making all the preparations!'
Since Han Songlin got rich in the city, no one calls him Han Dianzi anymore.
Han Songlin: 'Let's get the preparations done first, so we don't panic later!'
'When will you thresh the grain?'
'When will I thresh the grain?
Han Songlin says he doesn't even know where the field is!
It seems to be the field in front of the house, which will be taken up when the village road is built in the future.
There is also a field in the middle of the paddy fields, which seems to be Han Songlin's field!
Are these the only two fields?
'I don't know yet!'
'I think the grain in your field can be threshed in the next two or three days!'
Han Songlin looked into the field and indeed, the rice had already begun to turn yellow. The heavy ears of rice seemed to be glowing in the sunlight.
This is going to be a bumper year!
Han Songlin casually invited him, 'We'll come back in a couple of days to thresh the rice. Please come over and help us then!'
'What's the big deal?'
'I'm going to start threshing the rice tomorrow. I'll use your machine.'
'That's fine, just use it! I'll leave the machine in Han Songlin's house. If you want to use it, just take it!'
Han Songlin bought this machine, but frankly, it wasn't for himself.
How much is rice now?
A few cents. It wasn't until the turn of the millennium that the price of rice reached one yuan per kilogram.
The price of rice has remained relatively stable.
Even in the future, the price of rice will only be a little more than two yuan.
Pearl rice and the like will be a little more expensive, but only a little more than three yuan.
After deducting all costs, the money earned from farming this year will not even cover the cost of the machine.
This is no joke.
Farming really isn't profitable.
There are basically no farmers, or would-be farmers, who have made a fortune from farming.
They all go out to work to support their families.
'Songlin, you're so generous!'
Han Songlin looked at his mother, who looked at the threshing machine that had been carried in and gave it a closer look.
She didn't know what to say because this machine was so rare in the countryside.
When Han Songlin was leaving, his mother asked him to take some vegetables back with him.
Han Songlin wanted to say that his motorcycle was not suitable for carrying things,
but he didn't say it.
Sweet potato tips!
It's still a while before the sweet potato season starts, but these are the sweet potato tips.
They taste great stir-fried.
They also go well with noodles.
In addition to the sweet potato tips, there was also a large bag of edamame!
Edamame are fresh soybeans in the pod, and are usually used in braised pork or simply boiled with salt and eaten.
Boiled edamame can be eaten as a snack, and they really are quite delicious.
Speaking of which, Han Songlin hasn't eaten them in many years, but thinking about the taste, he really wants to eat them now.