The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm: Chapter 567 Counterattack! loser! 41

  Chapter 567 Counterattack! loser! (41)

  As the mid-term exams approach, the radishes, cabbages, and cauliflowers of Happy Farm are in the picking season.

  After discussing with the class teacher, Xu Yin changed the last self-study class this Friday to a labor class temporarily, and took everyone to the field to check and accept the planting results of the past two months.

  The joy of harvest filled everyone's faces.

  We took a lot of photos, including group photos, single photos, group photos of buddies in groups, and close-ups of radishes, cabbage, and cauliflower.

  There happened to be two children in the class who filled in their photography expertise, and Xu Yin picked them up to serve as the class's queen photographers.

   "You two take good photos, and after the end, choose a few satisfactory photos and send them to me. I will write a newsletter and send it to the Yangcheng Education column to see if I can be hired."

  The two children were flattered:

   "Sister Yin, can we do it? I didn't study the classics, I just liked it, and then I participated in two primary and secondary school photography competitions in junior high school, and won a third prize and a second prize."

   "Me too, nothing else stands out."

  Xu Yin said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a try. What's more, you are ranked third first and second, which shows that your photography technology is improving. Maybe you will get the first prize this year."

  The two children were very happy to be praised. Next, they devoted themselves to the filming, serving the class wholeheartedly, and captured the lively harvest scene with the camera.

   "Hey, someone help me! My radish is so heavy! I can't pull it out!" The petite girl squatted in the radish field, dragging the radish leaves for a long time but failed to pull the radish up.

  A boy rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to help: "I'll do it."

   As a result, he couldn't pull it out either.

   "Another person to help!"

   "Hahaha! Yang Tao, the radish is not pulled out with brute force. Sister Yin just taught me, so I have to turn it around a few times. Look! Isn't it easy to pull out the radish?"

  Yang Tao scratched his head: "I thought I was about to sing the song "Pull the Carrot". A group of people can't pull out a single carrot."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  The harvest field is full of laughter and laughter.

Xu Tianyi planted potatoes, and before they were harvested, he discussed with his close buddies: "You give me some radishes, I will take them home and let my mother cook radish soup, next time the potatoes in my field will be cooked." , and share some with you."

  Just a few radishes, who would disagree?

  So, the students who had not ripened the crops in the field helped other students harvest together, and finally distributed the output of several fields as reward.

   Even after school, the students in the first year of senior high school entrance examination class had a bag of juicy organic vegetables in their hands, which was a spectacular scene.

  The principal and class teacher Mrs. Cai were fortunate to receive a vegetable set meal from the whole class: six radishes, six Chinese cabbages, and six cauliflowers, making up 666.

  Other teachers also have them, some have one cabbage, two cauliflowers and three radishes, some have one radish, two cauliflowers and three Chinese cabbages... In short, the combination is also an auspicious number 6.

   Teachers in other classes don’t feel envious when they see it: “Mr. Cai, there are so many dishes that your family can’t finish, right?”

  Mr. Cai has been stared at by colleagues with such envious eyes more than once this semester. It feels so good to lie down and win! Haha smiled and shared some with them.

   Some teachers also muttered: "Is that the biology corner of the school? Why did it become your class' private space?"

  Ms. Cai wanted to give him a piece of cauliflower hand: "This is an agreement between the principal and Xu Yin in our class. If you are not convinced, go to the principal to reason!"

   After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left. This cauliflower might as well be given to the doorman!

other side:"…"

Hey! Didn't I just mention it by the way? No more cauliflower for me?

mean!

  In that room, the students who brought vegetables home became the protagonists of the family tonight. Usually it was mixed doubles, but tonight it was a joint commendation.

  Parents also shared photos of the dinner that day in the group.

"The radish grown by my son, this radish is really delicious, juicy, crispy and sweet. Eating it raw is like eating fruit. I mixed a jellyfish shredded radish and made a pork rib radish soup. My son who doesn't usually eat vegetables, He ate two big bowls of rice with these two dishes, and the roast duck his father brought back from work, without touching a chopstick, said it was not as good as radish... (laughing and crying)!"

   "The Chinese cabbage grown by my daughter is also delicious. Just a vinegared cabbage, the three of us grabbed the plate. (Laughing and crying)!"

   "Our family grows cauliflower, and I happen to have some pork belly at home, so I made a cauliflower in a dry pot. This cauliflower is so delicious! With this dish, the four of us finished all the rice in the rice cooker!"

   "Hahahaha...same (laughs)!"

  Xu Tianyi's mother watched the parent group with a smile on her face, and pulled Dad Xu to go downstairs for a walk.

   "Son, stop playing games! The mid-term exam is coming soon, hurry up."

   "I didn't play games, I just chatted with my classmates, and after chatting for ten minutes, I did my homework. Everyone said that the vegetables I grew were delicious."

   Xu's mother and Xu's father looked at each other, and they couldn't help laughing after opening the door and going out:

   "Really grown up!"

   "I think it's because their class has a good atmosphere, and even their son doesn't like games and studies anymore."

   While speaking, the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and it happened that Cheng Dandan, a girl from Xu Tianyi's junior high school class, and her mother came in.

"Mom Tianyi, seeing your smile, is there something happy? By the way, the mid-term exam is coming soon. Did you mention this when Tianyi came back? I heard from Dandan that the mid-term exam requires 25 vocational school joint exams. When the time comes I am so worried about the overall ranking, if I get thousands of people in the exam, I feel that the college entrance examination is completely hopeless!"

   Xu's mother was surprised: "The mid-term exam is about to take the entrance exam? I thought it was my school that gave out the papers. God didn't say anything when he came back, and he was only happy with the vegetables he grew."

   "What vegetables do you grow yourself?"

"It's like this..." Xu's mother happily talked to Dandan's mother about her son Ban's collective small farm, "Oh, let me tell you, the planting is great! The real green and pure organic... yo, I I forgot to bring my mobile phone, and I wanted to show you the photos, really! It’s so good! It makes me want to get a piece of land to grow vegetables by myself..."

  The elevator arrived on the first floor, and Dandan’s mother was going to take her daughter to the teacher’s home to make up lessons, so Xu’s mother waved her hand and said goodbye: "I will send you a photo when I go back after walking."

   "..."

When Xu's mother walked away, Dandan's mother raised the corners of her mouth in contempt: "I thought she was so happy, because her son got the first place in the monthly exam, and he spent half a day growing vegetables at school... Dongming is a broken jar." Broken down? Good students in the college entrance examination class were dragged to farm? No wonder the admission score line is getting lower every year, tsk!"

After complaining, he told his daughter again: "You have to work hard, and you can't be so careless like you were in junior high school. Don't learn from Xu Tianyi. His family is rich, and it doesn't matter if his studies are a mess. Just take over from his father's class in the future." .No matter how many houses his family has, the monthly rent is more than me and your dad earn more from working. Our family has no company and no more houses for you to inherit. You can only rely on your own efforts. If you don’t work hard, you can get it. No university. Look at the street sweepers and brick movers on construction sites. They are all uneducated. Would you like to do that kind of work?"

  Her daughter hung her head and said nothing.

  (end of this chapter)