"It doesn't matter, my study is also very messy," Li Xuewu took out an English book from the bookshelf, flipped through a few pages, and responded: "Are these books left?"

"It's my father's treasure, he is very reluctant to part with it."

Ran Qiuye walked to Li Xuewu's side, looked at the old books in his hands, and introduced: "At that time, we really wanted to burn these books to avoid getting burned."

"But my parents couldn't bear to part with it. They shed tears while watching it."

She said a few words in a somewhat bleak tone, turned to look at Li Xuewu, smiled slightly and said, "I want to thank you too."

"Thank me for what?" Li Xuewu closed the book in his hand, stuffed it back to its original position, and asked casually.

"Everything you gave me -"

Ran Qiuye took the initiative to open her hands and hugged him who suddenly came to the door. It was a bit unexpected and a bit pleasant surprise.

Li Xuewu stood in front of the bookshelf, looking at the bookshelves in the room and the elegant woman under the bookshelves.

"I believe that everything is an arrangement of fate," she said, raising her head slightly and looking into his eyes: "For me, it is the best arrangement."

"It's not okay to numb yourself like this."

Li Xuewu hugged her body and said with a smile: "You have to think, I am who I am today, and I am not who I am tomorrow."

"Everyone deserves a better life, rather than confining themselves to a certain period of time."

"Do you think I'm "The Man in the Box"?"

Ran Qiuye held his body and shook it, and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone: "I am an independent self."

"Of course, of course I believe that."

Li Xuewu held her oval face in his hands, kissed her, and said with a smile: "A new era woman with independent thoughts and a foundation in literature and art."

"Did you define me so hastily?"

Ran Qiuye tightened her arms with some dissatisfaction, lay on his chest and asked: "In addition to being a new era woman with independent thoughts and a foundation in literature and art, I can't have any other label? What about you?"

"My teacher?" Li Xuewu asked with a smile.

This answer made Ran Qiuye very dissatisfied, and said coquettishly: "I am your teacher? Are you so disobedient?"

She swayed Li Xuewu's body and asked with affection in her eyes: "Do you like me to be your teacher? Can't I be your lover?"

"Of course, like white roses in winter."

Li Xuewu smiled and stroked her gradually letting go of friendship, with that handsome face.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Teacher, it's time to hand in your homework——"

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Do the residents of Sijiucheng prefer to sleep on beds or on kangs?

Who the hell says they like sleeping? Stand up!

If we start from the time when the Manchus entered the customs, Manchu uncles actually preferred to sleep on the kang.

I say Man Man because in the past three hundred years, the last dynasty has had the greatest influence on the Four-Nine Cities, right?

If you think about the Ming Dynasty, that happened in a lifetime. It is no longer enough to study the sleeping conditions of people in the Ming Dynasty.

In the next thirty or forty years, various forces came in and out of the Forty-Nine Cities, and people from all over the country came here.

Some people like to set up a stove in the house, keep it warm, and then sleep on the bed.

Some people in their hometowns in the north hate the smell of soot, so they set up the stove and stove in the outhouse and sleep on the kang.

You can't tell whether a bed is better or a kang is more comfortable. The two strongest ones are the most comfortable.

"Don't think about it, I'll just change to that house later."

Ran Qiuye had already changed her clothes and came in from the door of the inner room. Seeing him still taking pictures of the collapsed bed, she said with some humor: "I'll find someone to repair it later."

"How do you explain it to others?"

Li Xuewu stood up slowly, sighed and asked, "Are you jumping on the bed with nothing to do?"

"screw you--"

Ran Qiuye blushed and said casually: "What else do you need to explain? What's the point of just saying it's bad?"

"I'm not serious. What if someone asks?"

Li Xuewu went to the outer room to wash his face, took the towel she handed him and said, "You just said there was a child at home and he was naughty and broke it."

"You squatted there for a long time just thinking about this, right?"

Ran Qiuye was really convinced. She raised her hand and patted him, saying: "Okay, okay, there is a child at home, naughty..."

As soon as I said this, I felt a little embarrassed and annoyed, thinking about what the two of them were doing just now...

That solid wood bed was bought for her by her father when she was a child. It was a particularly thick wooden bed. It was even thicker than Li Xuewu's face. What was the result?

He insisted...that movement, with a click, almost startled them.

"I'll find someone to help you lay the kang," Li Xuewu finished cleaning himself up and said with a smile, "use red brick cement boards, which are definitely stronger than wooden beds."

"I'll let you sleep on the floor next time you come back!"

Ran Qiuye was so embarrassed that she was fortunately at home. She glared at him and said, "Let's go quickly -"

"I don't have many postures on the ground, so I really need to ask Teacher Ran to teach me."

Li Xuewu smiled and put on his leather jacket with her help. He was beaten by her before leaving the room.

"Didn't the old man and the old lady say that they would come back to teach?"

"Asked, I don't want to come back," Ran Qiuye walked him to the door, folding his arms and said, "I said I like the nature and tranquility in the mountains."

"You can make up your own mind. The situation has eased. It doesn't matter if you come back."

Li Xuewu nodded, looked at her and said, "I heard that you are very serious and responsible at work. Take care of yourself."

"If you don't leave, I will keep you for dinner——"

Ran Qiuye liked his concern and listened to his instructions even more, but this love must be cherished.

Enough is enough, and too much is never enough.

She doesn't long for him, but also understands that he doesn't belong to her. She only makes sure that she can guarantee that she is his confidant.

Ran Qiuye doesn't want to be a stumbling block for him, embarrass him or embarrass herself, but is more willing to be his stepping stone to help him and himself.

When he came, he said not to paralyze himself. What Ran Qiuye recognized was not fate, but him.

Because of him, this period of life is possible.

If the nothingness in front of her was like a dream, she would rather be immersed in the life he gave her.

At least she is happy now.

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"Look what the newspaper says!"

Li Xuecai sat on a chair, holding the newspaper in his hand and reading toward the light: "Instructions on Educational Reform..."

"The school is still a mess, just like before."

Zhao Yafang opened the oranges in her hand, removed the skin on the leaves, and fed them to Li Tang and Li Ning separately.

Although the two little guys have grown teeth, they still cannot eat oranges with soft skins.

Li Tang was a bit naive. He stretched out his little hands to eat the orange peel. For some reason, he liked this bite.

The oranges were brought back by Li Xuewu. In previous years, eating these oranges was as good as daydreaming.

However, with the establishment of local offices of Hongxing Factory and the completion of the trade relationship network, the first batch of dividends has been realized.

Specialties and cash crops from all over the country were sent to the capital on special trains from the Hongxing Factory and dispersed throughout the country.

Employees of the Red Star Factory and joint units can also eat fruits and dried fruits from thousands of miles away.

Zhao Yafang was reluctant to eat this precious thing, and even ate the oranges carefully.

Even if Li Xuewu takes boxes of them home, he still has to take care of the old and the young.

The Great Demon King Li Shu didn't need anyone's help. He held the oranges and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

The two younger brothers are still young, one is in the arms of the aunt and the other is in the arms of the mother.

By this time in the afternoon, everyone in the family had returned and were gathering around to talk.

She likes this time the most, because she likes to talk, and everyone also likes to listen to her.

A big devil with a strong desire to express himself.

"What did the school say?"

Liu Yin came over and stood behind Li Shu, preventing her from falling off the chair.

She didn't understand much about the work and studies of her son and daughter-in-law, and she could only care so much.

Zhao Yafang did not look down on her mother-in-law, and explained patiently: "It is still in the stage of restoring order. I am helping in the Academic Affairs Office, and Xuewen is helping in the Student Affairs Office."

"The situation in our school is similar."

Li Xuecai saw that no one was listening to the newspaper he was reading, so he simply put it away and sighed: "There are more than 10 million people, what are we going to do?"

The more than 10 million people he mentioned refer to the backlog of students from the three classes of 66, 67 and 68.

Without distribution, more than 10 million people will stay in school to study, which has become a problem.

"I'll go back to school and have a look, okay~"
To be continued...