blogombal Chapter 297
Chapter 297
Zhang's mother took two deep breaths in a row, and her mouth moved for a long time: "Tell me, don't you say this is a human talk
? I don't want to be angry with you, and you don't want to fight for it? "Isn't this too long?" "This is really not," Zhang Tiejun smiled and coaxed his mother: "That's what I mean, I don't mean anything else, I'm sure I'll be able to figure things out, okay? I'll bring it back when I meet the right one." "
you, why did you give birth to such a plaything, it's so worrying. Zhang's mother glared at Zhang Tiejun fiercely, turned around and went into the house. It's too angry to look at him.
Zhang Tiebing quietly leaned over to Zhang Tiejun with his breath in his breath, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
"Kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, don't you? I think you're just undercuted, and I'm not thin." Dad, I'm hungry.
"Eat when you're hungry." Dad Zhang brought the fritters, soy milk and pancakes to the table: "Hurry up to school after eating, have the midterm results come down?" Do you have any score in your heart
for the end of the semester?" "I should be able to send the results today, isn't it still early for the end of the semester, and there is still more than a month." Brother, do you want to cash it out?"
"Redeem," Zhang Tiejun nodded, pinched a fritter and ate: "Take the transcript to me, what you dictate doesn't count." "
There's no trust?"
"Basically, no, let's talk according to the order."
Zhang's father looked at Zhang Tiejun: "Don't give him too much money, what does a junior high school student do with so much money? High school is time to spend money. "
At this time in the nineties, although it is also nine years of compulsory education, this obligation seems to mean that parents have the obligation to let their children receive nine years of education, and tuition fees, miscellaneous fees, books, and class fees must be paid.
Zhang Tiejun's primary and junior high schools were all children's schools, and at that time it was okay, the tuition fee for primary school was two yuan, plus tuition and miscellaneous fees, and the book fee was five or six yuan a semester, and the factory also reduced it.
In junior high school in 84 years, the tuition fee is 3 yuan, plus various expenses, it is almost 12 to 15 yuan a semester, and families in difficulty are also exempted.
When I go to a technical school, there is no tuition, the registration and physical examination fee is five yuan, and then the books and everything are free, and everyone is also given a stipend, the first year and a half is seventeen yuan five, and the next year and a half is sixty-four yuan five.
After graduating from junior high school in the industrial areas in the 80s, the main direction was not high school and university, but all kinds of technical secondary schools, which were assigned to count the length of service, and in some places assigned cadres.
At that time, those who studied well Xi basically went to technical secondary schools or technical schools at all levels, and only those who could not get into technical secondary schools and rural households would go to high school. Except, of course, for the children of senior cadres.
It's mainly a matter of life circle and vision, like when Zhang Tiejun was in junior high school, he didn't know what college was, and the teacher never mentioned it, no matter adults and children, there were only factories in the world.
After the 90s, the price of tuition began to rise, and it was the fastest in rural and remote areas, and it was much better in cities. All provinces and municipalities across the country are also different, and it seems that there is no unified policy.
Not only have various fees risen, but various policies have also been canceled, and there are no reductions or exemptions.
Zhang Tiebing's total for a semester at this time is more than 20 yuan, but junior high schools in rural areas cost thirty, forty, or even fifty or sixty, and some areas in the south are close to 100.
The more backward and poor the place, the more ruthless the squeezing, which is really drawing blood.
After '95, the cost of all kinds of tuition fees, miscellaneous fees, and books in elementary and junior high schools across the country has risen explosively, and it is completely a feeling that the children of the whole country will not be able to afford to go to school.
Everyone compares who is darker, more ruthless, and more vicious.
Immediately after that, the university expanded, became a money printing machine, and became a commercial industry, focusing only on quantity, regardless of quality.
It's heart-wrenching to think about.
"It's okay, our family can't get out of the way, Comrade Zhang Tiebing is still measured in major matters, and he is still trustworthy, and it is also beneficial for him to get in touch with money and some things as soon as possible.
Zhang Tiebing smacked his little face and made a touched look: "Brother, I love you."
"You don't have to, stay away from me, I'm afraid of spitting up." "
Damn, Bai was moved.
"Who did you learn from?" Zhang's father had oil in his hands, and raised his foot and kicked Zhang Tiebing: "Speak cleanly."
"It's over, there's no love anymore, this family is so sad for me now, no amount of money can make up for it. Zhang Tiebing drank clean soy milk in one gulp: "Don't eat it, let's go, I'll run away from home." "
Bring your beloved little schoolbag?"
"Ang, that's culture, do you understand? I will arm myself with knowledge and defeat you great wicked men. "
I'm still a crane in the clouds, and I'm a wicked person. You're a fierce god at best.
Zhang Tiebing put on his shoes and pondered while stomping his feet: "Say that I lack heart and eyes? "
Why don't you hurry up and go to the six beasts on the roof of the roof of the day." Dad Zhang glared at Zhang Tiebing.
Zhang Tiebing picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the house, "I am full of evil, let me die." 欻欻欻欻,欻'. Ran.
"It's a day," Dad Zhang laughed, "like a live monkey." What are you talking about?"
"It's a martial arts novel again, when you went to school, you were watching with a baton in the nest, and now it's the turn of the iron soldiers?" Zhang's
mother and the old lady came out of the house and sat down to eat.
"Mom, where are the dumplings today?" Zhang Tiejun asked.
"Where is the bag?" Zhang's mother looked at Zhang Tiejun and thought for a while: "Mom, is it Lidong today?" So, where is the bag?
"Ang, I'll
eat it at noon or at night?" Zhang's mother turned her head and asked the old lady: "Mom, do you want to eat dumplings at noon or at night?" "What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"
"Dumplings?" The old lady added sugar with an expressionless face, in fact, she was afraid that Zhang's mother would say that she added too much, and her heart was weak: "Eat at night, and Qingzhi is not at home at noon." Do you have radishes at home
?" "Wrap radish stuffing?" Zhang's mother didn't understand at once.
"Doesn't Lidong bite the radish? The stuffing is not good, as long as there is meat. Dad
Zhang said: "Let's see if the sauerkraut is sour, if it is sour, make the sauerkraut filling, taste the sauerkraut stained by the iron army." "
This thing is a bit evil, the same cabbage, the same jar, the same scalding water and coarse salt, everyone's pickled cabbage is not the same taste, and even the difference is a little big.
"Can you eat it?" Mama Zhang looked at Zhang Tiejun.
"I'll take a look in a moment. Zhang Tiejun nodded: "If you can eat it, you can get it, if you can't eat it, I'll make celery?"
"I don't know if there are leeks for sale now." "
I'll take a look later."
Zhang Tiejun is trying his best to promote himself here, to get work for himself, and to improve Zhang's mother's pleasure.
"Then I won't care, eat ready-made today. "Dad Zhang was lazy and handed over today's cooking task to Zhang Tiejun.
"Where are you not going today?" Zhang's mother glanced at Zhang Tiejun.
"Don't go, cook at home today.
"That's fine. Zhang's mother nodded with satisfaction: "Just make dumplings? "
What to eat?" Zhang's father also sat down to eat: "Why don't you get some
dog meat?" "Tie Jun will make a dog meat pot?" "You can pull it down," Zhang's mother frowned and glanced at Zhang's father: "If you want to make a dog meat pot at home, believe it or not, I stewed you?" If you want to eat it
out, don't make trouble at home."
Zhang's father smiled: "If you want to eat and stew me, it's okay, it's not all yours anyway." Can't you make dog meat at home?"
"No," Zhang's mother looked at Xiao Huanhuan who was playing under her feet: "If you want to eat, go out and eat." "
The tradition of Northeast Lidong is to make dumplings and eat dog meat pot, which is actually learned from the Xian people, and everyone is Xi used to it after coming and going.
By this time in the nineties, the Xi of making dumplings in Lidong was still there, and there were not many serious ways to eat dog meat, mainly because dog meat was not easy to get, and there were not many dogs left in the eighties when they beat dogs twice at the national level.
There are dog meat restaurants on the street, which are more expensive than pork, and I don't know where they got their dogs. Anyway, there are a lot of people stealing dogs everywhere at this time.
Dogs in this era were basically free-range, running outside every day.
Zhang Tiejun looked down at Xiao Huanhuan, it was injured by the dog thief and died, it grew strong and ran back after being stabbed twice.
The beginning of winter in the south is generally eaten with glutinous rice balls and stewed mutton.
Mutton is eaten in the hottest time of late summer in Tohoku, bare-chested, with a towel around your neck, and sweating while eating meat and drinking soup, enjoying that feeling.
I don't know how this difference was formed, the south eats salty zongzi, eats sweet tofu brain, drinks salted soybean milk, eats glutinous rice and siu wheat, and the north eats sweet zongzi, salted tofu brain, drinks sweet soybean milk, and eats mutton roasted wheat.
Put salt in the fried peanuts in the north, and sugar in the fried peanuts in the south.
In fact, as long as you like to eat, it's good to Xi be used to it, how can you eat it and not
eat?" "Dad, do you want to eat dog meat?" Zhang Tiejun asked his father.
"No, that toy can't be eaten," Dad Zhang shook his head: "It's just a matter of saying it in passing, didn't Lidong eat dog pots in the past, but now there are fewer people who eat this thing." "
I'll tell you," Zhang's mother glanced at Zhang's father: "You don't go to Zhang Dacan, don't go, that person has no good end, I'll tell you, if you want to eat, let Tie Jun find a way."
"I haven't been to him, what's there to go. Dad Zhang shook his head.
"Looking for and stealing dogs all day long, or he will circle others to steal dogs for him, and if he doesn't smile every day, sooner or later he will have to retribution. The
old lady and Zhang's mother shared the same hatred: "Those who steal dogs should be arrested and killed, and ignore those who do it." Although
the old lady doesn't like cats and dogs, in the early years, rural cats and dogs were indispensable family members, and they must be raised.
After raising it for decades, no matter how it is, it has feelings.
"Don't say anything, just go online. Zhang's father glanced at Zhang's mother: "Don't say this outside, it's not good to spread out."
Zhang's mother rolled her father's eyes: "What am I talking about outside
?" "Don't you rush here?" "Don't think about dog meat," Zhang Tiejun said: "Why don't I get some mutton
?" "Make mutton soup?" Dad Zhang pondered for a moment: "The season is not right."
"In the south, mutton is eaten only when it is cold in winter, and if you want to eat it, you have to do what you have to do according to what season? If you don't make mutton soup, you can just make mutton, is it okay to braise it?" Zhang's
mother said: "Eat dumplings, make less soup, and make meat as you like." Can you do it well?".