Chapter 1667 - 1080: Heroine of the Republic 54 (5000+)_4

Chapter 1667: Chapter 1080: Heroine of the Republic 54 (5000+)_4

"As for my homework, I’ve finished it and brought it over for you to check. I run quite well, so the distance back and forth is nothing to me."

Mommy An, with two little sisters, wasn’t convenient to run, and the two aunties were busy with high school, leaving no time for them. So he would run instead.

An Yi pressed her lips. Indeed, this could be a solution; otherwise, if they truly didn’t go back to live, someone might covet the house again.

"Alright, that’s the best way. You don’t need to keep running back and forth. Mommy An will sort out a bicycle for you, so you can ride it to the county. If someone asks, just say it’s my bicycle. Riding the bicycle can save you much more time."

Her space collected many bicycles during the war era. Although they picked the usable ones back then, they seemed a bit old for this era. But as long as they could be ridden, aren’t they fine?

An Hu’s face lit up with surprise: "Really? You can still get a bicycle?"

An Yi laughed: "Of course, but they’re all old. Wait a couple of days, and I’ll bring it back for you. I need to find my friend first to help me buy an old one. We can’t afford a new one, but the old ones are doable."

The time moved into the early spring of March, and the Northeast’s land showed signs of softening. In mid-March, An Yi finally brought An Hu’s bicycle back.

Taking a closer look, the black bicycle had no logo, but the scratches, paint chipping, and the wear from tiles showed it had been ridden for many years. They didn’t resemble the current new models like Phoenix but more like...

"These are still the old models from the war era, sis, all our bicycles are old war-time models!"

"Of course, these are really old bikes. Even second-hand new models are precious and hard to acquire; the ones we can get are those almost obsolete. Just make do with them; once you all start working, there’s a chance to get new ones."

Even if they’re old, everyone is quite fond of them. An Hu had already learned to ride at home, and now with the bicycle back, he tried riding it wobbly in the yard.

On March 20th, An Yi went to arrange kindergarten admission for An Ran and Anning. This year, students start school on March 25th, but from the 20th onward, the teachers were back at work. Aside from new semester teaching arrangements, class allocations, there were many things to busy with. However, before officially starting school, students went to school for volunteer labor, cleaning every nook and corner of classrooms, playgrounds, and hallways.

Every day, the street office had to notify the neighborhoods, and communes received calls from the school, informing people layer by layer through loudspeakers.

The village school started relatively early, on March 20th, and An Hu rode the bicycle alone to report to school. The firewood at home was enough for him to burn for a month. Before leaving, An Yi packed food and some vegetables for him. While these days were not yet officially school-started, as she finished her work at school, she’d also return home to get some things for the children.

Such as pickled vegetables, homemade sauce, self-brewed soy sauce and vinegar, fresh potatoes, sweet potatoes, cabbages, radishes, and she’d leave some of these for him.

Firewood was temporarily not a concern, as roughly a month later, it would be spring thawing. Although it was still cold now, it’s much better compared to the harsh winter in December.

After settling the children, she rode back to the county. The new semester’s timetable was already distributed, and since she wasn’t a head teacher, she only needed to go to class when she had lessons. Mainly, the school considered she had two children. Otherwise, with her qualifications, she would surely be tasked as a head teacher.