Chapter 2 Sister-in-law Zhang Zhu
"Sister-in-law, please tell me."
When Zhang Zhu on the other side of the curtain heard this clear Mandarin, the first thought that came out was the joke that the second brother told.
This sound is the same as the opera singer, I don’t know where I learned the nonsense.
Adults don’t care about children, and their husbands take good care of this young brother.
"Agor, Hamohai, how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me how can you tell me? "
[Brother Ling, tell you something, what are you talking about? This is what...]
Wang Lanling was overwhelmed. People here spoke like operas, and they always liked to pauses, which made people feel anxious and uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Wang Lanling understood it, and the general idea was to tell you something.
Yes, my sister-in-law said it for a few minutes, but she hasn't reached the point yet.
This is how women speak. They have to wait until they feel that they are almost done before they get to the point.
Wang Lanling couldn't stand it.
He quickly interrupted his sister-in-law's heart and said quickly: "Sister-in-law, I'm cold, long talk, short."
When Zhang Zhu heard Wang Lanling's words, she opened the curtain.
In front of Wang Lanling was a woman in her twenties wearing a printed cotton jacket.
This is his sister-in-law, the daughter of a construction foreman. She went to elementary school and was a lady from a small family.
Zhang Zhu looked at Wang Lanling and said quickly
The biggest discomfort for Wang Lanling to understand what his sister-in-law said was not that his accent was unclear, but that he always liked to speak in a voice when speaking, just like the old master who reads it.
Considering that his sister-in-law was also a person who had been to school, Wang Lanling recalled the memory of his body in elementary school and found that it was really a bad thing by Master.
The previous generation's accents were all crooked, and it would be strange if the people below could come over. There are no places like TVs, radios and other places to touch Mandarin in this world.
More people don’t think there is something wrong with their accent.
One place has a kind of accent, and everyone's world is their own world. No one will worry about what the outside world says.
Wang Lanling can only accept this way of speaking, otherwise he would be an alien here.
However, I don’t have that much politeness to my family. This family is currently limited to my sister-in-law and brother. If I speak Mandarin with my elders, I will probably be slapped in the face.
Wang Lanling approached his brother and sister-in-law's room, and he often came over.
When I was a child, I slept with my brother and sister-in-law for a while after my brother got married. Later, I felt embarrassed and separated the house and moved to the next room.
Wang Lanling walked to the bedside in the room and went straight into the bed, "No need to order the stove, sister-in-law, just tell me if you have something to do."
The stove in this world is high-tech. You can burn it by lit it with a match. It is a relatively resistant animal oil, but the temperature cannot rise.
The thin iron tube of the stove connects a fist-sized hole in the wall, draining the burned smoke out through the holes in the building.
Every spring, a major cleaning will be carried out in the fort, which will make sense of the mice, birds, and the stains at the entrance of the hole.
Zhang Zhu was wearing slippers, and at this time she lifted the quilt and sat at the end of the bed.
There is a large cabinet at the end of the bed, and there are some scattered clothes and bags around it, which is very suitable for relying on.
Zhang Zhu is a clean woman who usually takes care of her family. She usually takes care of her family.
However, Wang Lanling's brother Wang Lanfeng is a relatively casual person. He has been busy outside for a day and can do whatever he likes to be comfortable and simple after he gets home.
Usually, Wang Lanfeng likes to sit at the end of the bed and read books. After cleaning up, he will be very uncomfortable and cannot rely on him comfortably.
The room is not big, more than 30 square meters, so after obtaining Wang Lanling's consent, the next door was opened and some things and food were placed.
The big family is not uniform in their meals, and the treatment of the Changfang lineage is different from that of other people.
Those people had dinner with several core figures in this family, such as Wang Lanling, who took the meal basin to the cafeteria to make meals.
Ordinary slaves and children from the sidelines were not allowed to make fires in the house. Wang Lanfeng was acquiesced to some things because of his country officials, and his request was lowered.
Wang Lanfeng goes to work in a township twenty kilometers away every day. He is a civil servant in the court. He works to manage the planting of corn, rice, sweet potatoes and other crops, and urges local farmers to farm as soon as possible.
Although it is not a good job, it is at least a person who eats imperial grain. In this family, it is also considered a family child recognized by everyone.
After the two sat down, Zhang Zhu had another conversation and then began to gradually get to the topic.
Wang Lanling listened quietly and automatically converted the other party's words with a very strong accent into Mandarin.
Zhang Zhu: "It's time for you to get married, are there any girls who have poor academic studies in school who like you?"
Schools in this world are very strict, and students have no human rights. As long as parents do not become officials, they will go to the point of being beaten to death if they make mistakes.
Those who have poor learning are only worthy of those who have poor learning. No one cares about having children in school even if they have good learning and good learning are given.
Unfortunately, Wang Lanling used to be a poor student.
"No, I plan to get married after high school."
Hearing Wang Lanling's words, Zhang Zhuban looked at him, "You are the only one? You want to go to high school too. It would be great if you can finish elementary school!"
Wang Lanling looked at Zhang Zhu who graduated from elementary school and said helplessly: "I used to study poorly, but I didn't study hard. I studied hard a while ago and found that the things in elementary school are not very difficult, and it should be no problem to go to high school."
Zhang Zhu is a girl who went to school. Although she was only elementary school, she was still an era when most women were illiterate and was already considered a petty bourgeoisie.
In this era, graduating from junior high school is the stepping stone to entering the middle class, and if you get into high school, you will definitely become an official!
Wang Lanling's brother Wang Lanfeng was in the first year of junior high school and was dropped out of school due to poor grades. The schools here implemented a system of zeroing the last number, and some people were eliminated every semester.
"If you don't believe me, I'll know if you test it." Wang Lanling sat down and lay down and leaned on the pillow.
It's just a primary school problem, it's not a problem for him.
Zhang Zhu didn't believe this second brother who was often beaten by the teacher. She quickly said, "Then I'll take the test! If you lied to me, I won't give you pocket money this week!"
Wang Lanling closed his eyes, pulled the quilt under his cheek and pressed it down, and said casually: "What should I do if everything is right?"
"It's right, I'll go and cut two taels of meat to give you a piece!" Zhang Zhu didn't believe Wang Lanling's words at all, and said loudly.
Wang Lanling was speechless about this world, and eating meat was a difficult task.
"You ask! I will tell you with my eyes closed!"
Zhang Zhu thought about it and soon started asking questions.
【9+13, do you know how much it is?】
Wang Lanling:...
22How to say it in philosophical words...
After thinking for five seconds, Wang Lanling, who had opened his eyes, said uncertainly: "Love to wash love?"
Zhang Zhu shook her head helplessly, "No, it should be, twenty-two."
Duck egg!
I underestimated mathematics, and I may not be able to graduate from elementary school by 100%!!
This is completely difficult for three subjects!
math!
foreign language!
Chapter completed!