Lunch was rice and two stir-fried dishes, both served in generous portions with some meat. Li Long did some figuring and felt that Yang Xiulan seemed to have used very little of the meat he had brought over; otherwise, she could not have put so much into today's meal.
He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not. Perhaps her circumstances had made Yang Xiulan accustomed to using little meat in her everyday cooking. He could understand that.
After all, someone who had lived through hard times could not change overnight.
But honestly, her rice and dishes tasted better than what he or Gu Xiaoxia made.
It was top-notch home cooking.
After lunch, they rested inside for a while. When Gu Xiaoxia was about to leave for work, Li Long went out with her.
"Be careful going to Stone City, and come back early." Gu Xiaoxia already knew he was going there that afternoon, so she reminded him.
"All right. By the way, do we have Uyghur or Kazakh schools in our county now? My herder friends in the mountains wanted to ask about schooling for their children."
"They're still being set up. They should be more or less ready next year," Gu Xiaoxia said. "Actually, if their children aren't very old, their best option is to go straight to the Pastoral Team. After all, the Uyghur and Kazakh schools being established are junior middle schools, with no elementary classes. Elementary schools are mainly run by townships and state-owned work units."
Li Long nodded. That was what he had thought, though of course it depended on what Harimu and the others wanted.
They parted at the intersection. Gu Xiaoxia rode her bicycle to work, while Li Long walked toward the Bus Station.
He bought a ticket and