80s Wedding Night: Cannon Fodder's Original Partner is Gone Chapter 71

Chapter 71

"Humph!" The old man Zhao snorted in disgust, and handed the oiled paper bag to Song Baozhu, "You take this thing back first. I'll teach you the basics first. If you can learn it, then let's talk about apprenticeship. Otherwise, if you don't have this talent, I can't accept you and smash my own signboard!"

He didn't speak well, but he didn't covet Song Baozhu's ginseng.

I obviously like this thing very much, but I quit.

Song Baozhu didn't answer: "Grandpa Zhao, why don't we keep this thing with you first? I think I must be talented, so I don't need to make such trouble."

The old man Zhao yelled at her fiercely: "What do you think? What do you think it's useful for? I want me to think! Take it back quickly! Otherwise I won't teach anything!"

Song Baozhu had no choice but to take the oiled paper bag and put it in the carry-on bag.

Of course, this bag is actually a cover up. When she goes out, she will put the ginseng in the warehouse.

The old man Zhao stared eagerly at her satchel, and his reluctant eyes made Song Baozhu extremely speechless.

She was about to give the apprentice ceremony, but the old man refused to accept it.

Now posing like this again, I really don't know what's wrong.

aware of her scrutiny, Zhao old man glared at her angrily: "What are you looking at? Wait for me!"

After he finished speaking, he walked into the room, took out a booklet, and handed it to Song Baozhu: "Take it, let's memorize it first!"

Song Baozhu looked at it and found that it was a booklet of a barefoot doctor, which was quite thick.

She blinked and looked at the old man Zhao in surprise: "Master, do you have to memorize all of this?"

The old man Zhao glared at her angrily, but he didn't correct her title, he just snorted: "Otherwise? You want to study medicine, you don't even have the ability, what else do you need to learn? You take this back and memorize it for a month. Come back later, I'll see how much you can write down, and then decide whether to teach you or not."

Song Baozhu: "...Well then, I...I'll go back first?"

The old man looked fierce, but he was not afraid to die of anger.

Song Baozhu sneered in his heart, and saw the old man Zhao wave his hand in disgust: "You hurry up!"

She couldn't say anything more, so she could only leave first with the booklet given by Old Man Zhao.

After she left, the old man Zhao sat alone in the small broken yard, staring at the listless vines in the yard, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long while, he suddenly snorted: "Smelly girl's stubborn look is exactly the same as you did back then."

Song Baozhu didn't even know what Old Man Zhao was complaining about. After she came out, she put the booklet and ginseng into the warehouse, and then rode her bike home.

When we got to a place where no one was halfway, I took out some food and put it in the basket in the back seat.

When she went out, she deliberately tied the basket to the back seat of the car and secured it with a rubber band, which was very convenient to use.

When she got home, Song Shengnan and Song Junsheng arrived home early.

Song Baozhu had just pushed the bicycle into the yard when Song Shengnan, who heard the movement, walked out quickly: "Baozhu, why did you go out today?"

"I had something to do when I went out, so I went out."

Song Baozhu made a fool of himself, took off the rubber band, lifted the basket, and went to the kitchen.

Song Shengnan followed behind. Seeing her taking out a bag of polished rice and a bag of polished white flour from the basket, she felt helpless: "You ran off to exchange with someone again? You are too bold!"

"Don't be brave, do you stay at home and eat coarse grains?" Song Baozhu was not convinced, and comforted Song Shengnan, "Mom, don't worry, I know the importance and be very careful."

Song Shengnan knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he shook his head helplessly and told her to be careful.

Song Baozhu replied casually, but she thought to herself, she got these polished rice and white noodles from the space, and they didn't go to the black market to exchange them, so she would be fine.

But she did go around the black market today, but she didn't go in.

Her figure is so obvious, but she doesn't dare to venture into the black market now.

With that time, she might as well receive more inheritances and get more rewards.

By the way, now she has more tasks to study medicine, and she will have less time in the future.

With the polished rice and flour that Song Baozhu brought back, Song Shengnan baked egg pancakes for her at noon.

The fragrant egg pancake smelled people's index fingers, but Song Shengnan didn't dare to do too much.

Refined flour is too rare, she has to use it sparingly.

After lunch, Song Baozhu stayed in the room to study in the afternoon.

I haven't lived much recently, just pay attention to the fact that there is enough water in the rice fields.

Song Baozhu was "lazy" as a matter of course.

She locked the door and entered the space directly with her consciousness, first accepted the trial, and then read the book of the barefoot doctor in the space.

The time in the space is different from the outside, so she wants to use this method to have more time to study.

Old Man Zhao gave her one month. If she couldn't memorize this booklet, maybe Old Man Zhao would say that she had no talent and would not accept her as an apprentice and teach her skills.

She can't give old man Zhao an excuse!

So from this day onwards, Song Baozhu has lived a life of studying in dire straits.

Taking advantage of the lack of work in the village, she usually does not go out except to improve the food, and hides in her room to study.

Not only learn during the day, but also let your consciousness enter the space to learn when you sleep at night.

She won't rest until her consciousness is ejected by space.

She was so busy that she forgot about Jolene.

It wasn't until half a month later that a jeep suddenly drove to the village to pick up Qiao Lin, and the village suddenly exploded, and Song Baozhu remembered that Qiao Lin was trapped.

The villagers didn't know about the festival between Qiao Lin and Feng Yuwei. Seeing that Qiao Lin was picked up by a jeep, everyone was envious.

No matter where Song Baozhu goes, someone can hear people talking about this.

Someone else deliberately stopped her from talking to her and gossips with her.

"Hey, Song Baozhu, have you heard? That Qiao Lin Qiao Zhiqing from our production team is so beautiful! She actually married into the city! It is said that she married the son of the director of the machinery factory! You said Why is she so amazing? I'm so lucky."

Let this person say it. While talking, he looked at Song Baozhu with strange eyes, and then stared at her face and asked, "Song Baozhu, have you put on powder again? Why is it getting whiter and whiter? You are still thin. So much. You lose weight, but you look much better than before."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Song Baozhu's face to see if there was any powder.

Song Baozhu hurriedly avoided.

"Just talk when you speak, and don't do anything." She said angrily, and snorted disdainfully, "Isn't Qiao Lin married to the factory manager's son? Not to the factory manager, what's so powerful? If you are envious, you can also find a son of the factory manager."

"Song Baozhu, what did you say, really, I won't tell you."

The other party made her feel so embarrassed, she said a few words and hurried away.

Song Baozhu thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea.

(end of this chapter)

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