Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Song Nian's face turned a little pale.

As for Xiao Nuan, please stop it. Don't scare me.

I really want to pull Song Yunuan away quickly.

If you come to make up classes and don’t pay tuition, if you don’t understand this matter, how can you have the nerve to see Principal Cui then?

On the way, Song Yunuan stopped and said to Song Nian: "What are you guilty of? You didn't do anything bad, and I didn't brag. I already know Grandpa Hu, who retired from the University of Technology, and we talked on the phone two days ago, and Brother Dongzi did tell me about training.

Nanshan County has a large area and convenient transportation. Why can't we build a vocational school?

Uncle, in a few days I will take my dad to the provincial capital to purchase goods. I have made an appointment with Grandpa Hu, so I just wanted to ask about this in passing.

If it works, then uncle, you will be the first batch of college students to graduate here.

With this degree, you can move forward in the lumber factory.

If it doesn't work, then there must be a reason why it can't work, and I will tell Principal Cui then.

Uncle, I'm doing this all for you, otherwise I wouldn't be too lazy to think about it. "

Song Nian is about to cry.

Flattered to the nth power.

In order for me to become an official, my eldest niece wants to build a staff cadre school!

I want to cry!

"...Xiao Nuan, actually, my uncle is contented now. He has to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. If your father and your mother find out about this, they will not scold me to death."

"I'm so troubled for you, so just listen to me scolding you."

Song Yunuan said with a smile.

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Song Yunuan and Song Liang got on the train to the provincial capital.

Before getting in the car, Principal Cui also gave her a large leather information bag.

Inside is information about Nanshan Night School.

In fact, Principal Cui didn't have any hope, but if Mr. Hu was able to get the name of Nanshan Night School, it would be an incredible achievement.

At least there will be something to write about in the year-end report.

This time Song Yunuan took her father to purchase goods.

Of course, Asheng, the little tail, also brought it with him.

Song Liang and Chu Zizhou, with the help of Ji Lao, ran for several days and finally established a Nanshan supply and marketing mobile service station.

This was naturally Song Yunuan's idea.

There are still very few street vendors nowadays, which shows that they are very different, otherwise no one would have come to arrest them last time.

Therefore, Song Yunuan came up with this name.

It is considered a private contract and is backed by the Erdao River.

Because this is the first of its kind, contracting fees are waived for the first three years.

Song Liang originally had a license, but now he has a physical entity.

From now on, their service stations, no matter where they park, will be legal, reasonable and compliant.

I also printed a letter of introduction, engraved the official seal, and opened an account in the bank.

All of a sudden, my heart was no longer floating in the air.

Now that summer is approaching, I’m getting ready to buy some sandals and rain boots.

In fact, the sandals at this time were not durable, not breathable, and even burned my feet.

It's really better to wear cloth shoes made by yourself.

But this is fashion and a must-have. Have a pair of sandals and you can go out and show off.

Both adults and children.

When I arrived in the provincial capital, as soon as I got off the train, I saw a young man holding a sign looking around.

The sign reads: Song Liang, Nanshan County.

It was Song Liang's first time to take a train. This was true.

As a captain, he went to the commune for meetings every day.

Ah Sheng, who has seen the world, kept showing off: "Dad, the train station has an exit. You can't walk around. Ah, you are going in the wrong direction. Dad, follow me and my sister, don't get lost..."

Song Liang slapped his son on the head with a smile. Asheng was about to say that he couldn't slap his son on the head, or he would become stupid, when he saw the person holding the sign and shouted loudly: "Dad, your name is your name."

Song Liang didn't expect that someone would come to pick him up.

Then he got into a car.

Went to a guest house with an elegant environment.

This is the internal guest house.

It was all arranged by Mr. Lin and Mr. Hu.

Song Yunuan said to Song Liang, "Dad, there will be more of this in the future. You have to get used to it. Besides, the second grandfather knows them all."

Second grandfather, is that also his second uncle?

Xiaonuan called Second Grandpa very smoothly, but he was embarrassed and always felt that he was taking advantage.

This mentality needs to be adjusted.

Otherwise, it will embarrass my daughter.

This time, they had their own letters of introduction.

As Sheng insisted on living with his sister, Song Liang said: "Asheng, do you think any child can take trains and cars like you and live in such a good guest house?"

Ah Sheng said: "I brought water for my sister's feet and beat her shoulders. I also sang and danced for my sister to make her happy."

Song Liang:......

I felt sour and told my son to get out.

Mr. Hu has a student who is now the director of a shoe factory in the provincial capital. After a phone call, the other party agreed.

The third master first went to the shoe factory, and was received personally by the other party. This was specially instructed by his mentor. Moreover, his mentor had just retired. If he was a little negligent, he would be a human being.

The sandals are also colorful and full of a sense of the times.

Song Yunuan also discovered that the heel of the shoe was basically empty and was in the shape of a field. If the shoe stepped on the right stone, it would take the stone away with it.

Then it takes a lot of effort to dig it out.

The soles are also generally very thin.

Song Yunuan didn't ask why.

I asked about the ordering regulations, so according to the regulations, I ordered 1,000 pairs of rubber shoes, 5,000 pairs of sandals of various styles and models, and 600 pairs of rain boots.

Nowadays, clothing, shoes and hats are not afraid of backlog.

Naturally, all you can enjoy are wholesale prices.

Director Mei also gave an internal wholesale price.

He also said that future purchases will be at this price.

Song Liang thanked him repeatedly.

Although my mentor asked me, the other party is also a supply and marketing department.

Train shipping is the cheapest.

After going to the station to check in the luggage, Song Liang discovered that if he didn't know anyone, it would be difficult to move forward.

Mr. Lin helped me with all of this and everything went smoothly.

Before Song Yunuan could see Mr. Hu and Mr. Lin, they came and invited them to dinner.

Song Liang is also more natural. He has a cigarette in his briefcase and can chat, as if he has opened up the two channels of Ren and Du.

During the meal, the two old men looked at Asheng and were very fond of him. This child tasted delicious in everything he ate and was so cute. His chubby little face was almost buried in his rice bowl.

The two of them also rarely had an extra bowl of rice.

The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.

The main reason is that Mr. Lin and Mr. Hu behave as if they are treating the younger generations of their own family.

Song Yunuan also gave Mr. Hu the document bag given to her by Principal Cui, smiling: "The learning atmosphere of the people in Nanshan County is particularly good. There are also workers from various factories who are unemployed and returning to the city. They are eager for knowledge. Like a drought-stricken seedling longing for rain and dew.

I originally wanted to sign up for make-up classes, but as a result, they were all full and were scheduled for the year after next. Then Factory Director Zheng Dongzheng accidentally told me that employee training for some positions has to go to other places. If there is a local employee cadre school, Well, he was worried. Those farmers who wanted to learn simply couldn't even think about it. "

Speaking of this, Song Yunuan sighed: "Although I have only been back to the village for more than two months, I found that in the 1980s, not only city residents, but also farmers are thirsty for knowledge."

Song Liang blinked.

This daughter of his is not joking, she wants to be serious.

Didn’t you see that Mr. Hu and Mr. Lin looked serious when they heard this?