Chapter 69

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On the day of receiving the report cards, Mei Qiuping and Feng Yiping went to school together.

Feng Yiping accompanied her to Lin Hui's house first. This year, he had also disturbed her family quite a bit. The two mothers seemed to have a lot to talk about, and fortunately, Teacher Wang was probably quite busy too, so it didn't matter much.

Teacher Wang was indeed quite busy, not just her, but the homeroom teacher was busy all day. The comments on the report cards were for the parents to see, all standard phrases. Even for the student with the worst performance, whom she was least satisfied with, the comment was, "The student respects teachers, unites with classmates, studies diligently, and loves labor," such empty words.

Therefore, each student who came to receive their report card had to say a few words, evaluate their grades, summarize the previous semester, look forward to the next semester, and be reminded not to just play during the summer vacation.

Additionally, various items confiscated during the semester had to be returned, and they were now piled on her desk. A large stack of books, a few pairs of table tennis rackets, a few sets of Chinese chess and military chess, a deflated old basketball, a water gun, a calculator... quite a variety.

When returning the items, a few words had to be said, like, "Don't do this again next time." In short, by the end of the morning, the report cards were almost all distributed, and her throat was almost on fire.

Feng Yiping was one of the last to come for his report card. Upon meeting, Mei Qiuping was very respectful to Teacher Wang, and Teacher Wang was also very polite to her.

Feng Yiping felt very proud of them. This time, his final exam results were similar to the last, first in the grade, tied for second in the county, but the gap with the top student had narrowed to just three points.

The top student was still from the county experimental middle school, where many of the teachers were involved in grading, giving them an irreplaceable advantage.

Mei Qiuping praised the teacher, and the teacher praised her son, exchanging pleasantries for a while before Mei Qiuping mentioned her purpose, saying that starting from the next semester, she wanted Feng Yiping to no longer live at school.

Feng Yiping, standing beside her, saw that Teacher Wang's smile immediately paused. "You're not at home, is it good to let Feng Yiping live outside?"

Mei Qiuping gave Feng Yiping a stern look. "Teacher Wang, I know you're thinking of his well-being. From a young age, Yiping has been honest and sensible, never causing adults any worry. He won't do anything bad living alone. As you know, they are in the stage of growing, and living outside, he can occasionally have a good meal, which will be better for his nutrition and studies."

In fact, there was another very important reason. Mei Qiuping, of course, knew from Feng Yiping that the walls in his dormitory were cracked, but it wasn't appropriate to mention this to the teacher, as it might sound like a complaint.

Teacher Wang neither confirmed nor denied these reasons, and then asked, "Will he stay at Lin Hui's house?"

Mei Qiuping said, "No, we plan to find a place in the town."

"Find a place in the town? Lin Hui's house is also quite good, and it's so close to the school."

Mei Qiuping said, "We originally thought so too," and then waved to Feng Yiping, "You go out first, I need to talk to Teacher Wang."

Feng Yiping left with a low head, knowing what his mother was going to say. He leaned on the second-floor railing, leisurely enjoying the view.

The sun was scorching, and it seemed that the ground on the playground was steaming. He felt the heat in his breath. Occasionally, a breeze blew, rustling the leaves of the sycamore trees, and the shadows on the ground danced. Staring at it for a while made his eyes blurry.

The cicadas chirped one after another. In the third-grade classroom, the second-grade students who would officially enter third grade in the fall were having class, and the teacher's voice could be faintly heard.

All of this was so peaceful, quiet, and familiar.

Some students who had received their report cards were still lingering in the school. A few were being loud, and a teacher immediately came out of the classroom, holding a piece of chalk in one hand and a blackboard eraser in the other, scolding them, "What are you making noise for? Can't you see the class is still going on?"

The scolded students immediately became as quiet as quails.

Feng Yiping saw this and laughed unkindly.

After a while, they called him in. The two adults seemed to have reached an agreement. Teacher Wang said seriously, "Feng Yiping, your mother is here. In front of her, you must promise us that your studies will not decline. If you don't get first place in any monthly exam, you will immediately move back to the school!"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Feng Yiping felt a bit bitter. Teacher Wang really knew how to seize the opportunity to threaten him. But at this moment, he had to agree, or how could he make his mother feel at ease.

"I promise!" he said very firmly.

"That's good." Teacher Wang got up to see them off. Feng Yiping then added, "Teacher Wang, if I happen to be sick, like a severe cold, would that not count?"

Teacher Wang thought about it and said, "We'll see at the time, we'll consider it."

That was good, at least there was a loophole.

As they were leaving, Teacher Wang asked, "Have you found a place yet?"

Mei Qiuping hesitated for a moment, "Not yet, we'll look for one in the next few days."

"Oh, then Feng Yiping, when you're settled, let me know, and I'll go with Teacher Zhu to check it out."

"Okay, Teacher Wang, please stay," Feng Yiping said obediently.

Since his rebirth, he had been so well-behaved in front of adults that he now had a conditioned reflex. But in the eyes of the adults, he was indeed a sensible and good child.

Actually, they had already found a place. As soon as they got home, Feng Yiping urged his mother to find a place, fearing that if the homeroom teacher influenced his parents, who were already not very firm, they might back out or arrange for him to stay at Lin Hui's house. It was better to rent a place first and then talk to the teacher.

His two uncles found a familiar person, and they finally found a satisfactory place in the town hospital dormitory. The landlord had some distant family ties with the Mei family, originally the director of the town hospital office, now transferred to the town hospital to manage logistics.

Feng Yiping and his family went to see it. It was a small two-bedroom apartment of about 60 square meters, of course, an old house, but because it was in a hospital residential building, it was relatively clean and tidy, and the house was well-maintained. The annual rent was 400 yuan.

There were no property management fees, and the water was free. However, Feng Yiping insisted on renovating the bathroom and kitchen, and then they bought a gas stove, added tables, chairs, and a bed, which cost an additional 200 to 300 yuan.

Although Mei Qiuping was generous with her son, seeing the money paid out in hundreds, her expression was very conflicted. Feng Yiping saw this and sighed, feeling a heavy heart.

A person who treats money as life, spending a lot of money that could have been saved for your request, must love you very much!

But this request, Feng Yiping had to insist on, especially as a psychologically mature person, he urgently needed his own space. At the same time, although this request would cost extra money, it was still within everyone's budget.

With the help of his grandfather, two uncles, Feng Yiping, and his mother, it took a week to get the house ready according to Feng Yiping's wishes. Except for the technical tasks like laying pipes, which had to be done by professionals, everything else was done by the family.

After the cleanup, the room, though not fully renovated, was bright, clean, and tidy.

Because the glass was all replaced, and the few pieces of furniture were newly bought, it could be considered bright and clean.

As for being clean and tidy, the walls and floors were all redone, and no one had moved in yet, so there was no daily clutter, making it clean and tidy.

According to Feng Yiping's requirements, the kitchen and bathroom were the focus of the renovation. The floors were all tiled, and he originally wanted to tile the walls as well, but everyone rejected this idea. Tiling the floor was already good enough; why tile the walls? It was too much.

The kitchen had a new cement stove and sink, both tiled. The bathroom fixtures were also replaced.

The original walls were very roughly decorated, just scraped and leveled with some plaster, then painted with lime. This time, they were scraped and coated with putty several times, the protruding parts were sanded, and then a layer of latex paint was applied. It was still quite rough, but the adults felt it was already very fine, and the eldest uncle even said he would do the same for his future house.

On the last day, Mei Qiuping went to town to buy all the daily necessities, then bought some vegetables and cooked a meal in the newly renovated house to reward everyone, and also to celebrate the new home.

After that, Mei Qiuping took Feng Yiping back to Feng Family Village for a few days. During these days, Mei Qiuping didn't idle, carefully inspecting the fields and fruit trees on the mountain.

Under the scorching sun, many people were working in the fields. This year, there was a lot of rain, and the weeds in the fields were particularly abundant, requiring more effort to remove them.

Seeing others working hard in the fields, she felt a sense of detachment, as if she was in a different world from last year. On the other hand, she suddenly felt a bit ashamed and hurriedly returned home.

On the sixth day of the sixth month, Feng Yiping and his mother spent the day at his grandfather's house.

The sixth day of the sixth month is also an important festival in our country. Unlike other festivals, different regions give it different names and content.

In some places, it is called the "Washing and Drying Festival," where not only people but also pets and household items are washed and dried in the sun. In some places, it is called the "Rice Seedling Festival," where people dance with grass dragons in the villages to pray for a good harvest. In some places, it is called the "Daughters' Day," where married daughters are invited back to their parents' homes.

In their region, the sixth day of the sixth month is called "Mid-Year," meaning half the year has passed. It is very important, even more so than the New Year, and is ranked third after the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.

On this day, even the poorest families try to have a good meal. In the evening, they celebrated with the eldest uncle's family, which was very lively and the food was abundant. This was also the first time Mei Qiuping had returned to her parents' home for a festival since she got married at the age of nineteen.

Mei Jianzhong sighed, thinking about how she was once a girl with two big braids, and now her child was already so big.

On the seventh day, they rested at his grandfather's house, and on the eighth day, Mei Qiuping took Feng Yiping to town to catch a bus to the provincial capital. There was no choice, as Feng Yiping had been begging her to go to the provincial capital since she returned.

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