Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Has Zhong Wenqiang ever received such preferential treatment?

So as soon as Yang Luoyan gave him two pieces of braised pork, he hurriedly gave in and said humbly: "Auntie, I've had enough, that's enough."

"You don't have enough, how can this be enough?" Yang Luoyan was overflowing with maternal love at this time, and even directly picked up Zhong Wenqiang's bowl and said: "I'll fill it up for you, so that you won't be able to reach it."

Is that out of reach?

That’s when I got used to not eating vegetables but only cooking rice.

When the rice bowl filled with meat came back to him, Zhong Wenqiang's sensitive, fragile and thoughtful heart was filled to the brim in an instant. He lay on the edge of the bowl and kept digging, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

No matter how young Zhong Wenya was, she still saw some clues at this time.

Not to mention Zhong Wenyong, who always enjoys preferential treatment at home, the two children have slowed down in eating.

Even the other children were moved and slowed down their movements.

Until Wu Yuan smiled and scolded: "Wen Qiang, after you finish eating, give me a good exercise. Don't wait until this summer vacation is over to directly develop horizontally and grow into a fat man!"

Xiong Wu pointed at Zhong Wenqiang and said happily: "Fat Dun, haha, Fat Dun..."

Zhong Wenqiang didn't refute and just ate meat.

In his opinion, as long as the meat is in his mouth, it doesn't matter what other people say!

The atmosphere of the meal suddenly became pleasant again.

When the children were almost full, Wu Yuan announced on the spot: "My uncle's family used to be in poor condition. If you come here once a year, it will be good if I can keep you full."

"But it's different now! Now that my uncle's family is in better condition, he not only wants to provide you with enough food, but also ensures that you don't fall behind in your studies. So I specially hired Teacher Song, your summer tutor, and she will be here in the afternoon."

"Learn from me, do you hear me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wenyong, who was eager to learn, was also somewhat interested.

The other children were all stunned, and even the delicious food in front of them lost their allure.

I hurriedly picked up the remaining rice in the bowl and found a place to worry about.

After Wu Yuan finished eating, he started to come over one by one, with all kinds of excuses coming out one after another.

What 'I didn't bring my summer homework', what 'I didn't bring my books'...

Can this stump Wu Yuan?

Wu Yuan waved his hand, "This is no big deal, I will buy it for you!"

Seeing the sad faces of his nephews and nieces, Wu Yuan felt much happier.

After lunch, take a short rest.

Wu Yuan called Ma Mingchao and asked Ma Mingchao to drive over the silver Santana and go to the county to buy some watermelon and cold drinks.

When she heard her husband calling, Yang Luoyan said, "You can ask Zhaodi to drive a Mercedes-Benz to take you to the county."

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "No! Your card must be reserved for you. I can't just take your car just because your car is good."

Yang Luoyan understood what he meant, but she still spat at him and said, "What's the difference between what's yours and what's mine?"

For Wu Yuan, it is enough to have a car to travel with, and the car has air conditioning and it is not hot on the road.

He's not the kind of person who cares about cards.

Although Wu Yuan didn't care, Ma Mingchao did.

I have been driving the Mercedes-Benz in the capital for so long, and now that I am back in the silver Santana, I am not used to handling it no matter what.

Otherwise, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

The ancients never deceived me.

As soon as Wu Yuan walked away, the children started to get excited at home.

They thought that as long as their uncle was away, their home would be safe for the time being.

As a result, I never expected that not long after my old uncle left, Teacher Song came to the door in the scorching sun.

And he was warmly received by his aunt Yang Luoyan.

Song Chunhong returned home from the village headquarters, but was troubled for a long time.

What should I wear and how should I wear it?

It can not only maintain a good image as a teacher, but also look better.

When I arrived at Wu's small building, I realized that they were actually wearing the same clothes.

After all, the inventory in her wardrobe is not as rich as Yang Luoyan's clothing for one season.

So in front of Yang Luoyan, no matter how she dressed up, she couldn't stand out.

It is better to maintain the true nature of a teacher.

After being let into the room by Yang Luoyan, Song Chunhong couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Wu Yuan was not there.

But he still asked politely: "Boss Wu is not at home?"

Yang Luoyan said openly and brightly: "He just went to the county. It's okay, Teacher Song. If you need anything, just tell me and I can arrange it."

Then he pointed to a row of six children who were sitting obediently and said: "These are the children who are being tutored. From junior high school to kindergarten, their studies are good and bad. Please give Teacher Song more trouble."

"Three to four hours a day, 20 yuan a day, what do you think, Teacher Song?"

Song Chunhong waved her hands repeatedly: "Director Yang, I tutor children for free."

Yang Luoyan said matter-of-factly: "How can that be done? Now the whole society advocates respecting teachers and respecting education, how can we not charge money? Besides, the child's uncle will also blame me."

Song Chunhong didn't mention it at first, pointed at Xiao Jiang and Yueyue who were sitting next to the six children, and asked expectantly: "Are they included?"

This question made Yang Luoyan ask.

Originally, this was just to find an excuse to repay the Song family's gift of two ducks.

My daughter-in-law is not included.

But as a mother, who doesn’t hope that her son will become a dragon and her daughter will become a phoenix?

If Teacher Song can be enlightened in advance and be ahead of other children in learning, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

What's more, Liu Hui took care of the two children, and they became more and more pampered.

It's time to take care of it.

So Yang Luoyan nodded, and then asked: "They are so young, can they be taught?"

Song Chunhong loves Wujiwu, "Yes! Of course I can."

In this way, Xiong Feiyan and Zhong Wenya suddenly felt that they were not so miserable.

After all, not even my younger brothers and sisters escaped.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Luoyan led Song Chunhong and a group of children to the living room on the second floor.

This place has already been vacated.

Not only is the space large enough, but it is also bright and bright.

When I opened the Chunlan air conditioner cabinet, I felt extremely comfortable.

Song Chunhong looked extremely satisfied, and when Yang Luoyan asked, "Teacher Song, do you think there is anything missing?"

Song Chunhong said: "Today I will talk to the children first to understand the situation."

"Before you come here next time, it's best to prepare a small blackboard and chalk. It will be more convenient when I give the children lectures on the blackboard."

Yang Luoyan immediately said: "That's just right. He is in the county. I'll call him and ask him to bring him back."

When Wu Yuan received the page from his wife, he had just bought several hundred kilograms of watermelon and put it in the trunk.

When I saw the small blackboard, I gave up cold drink wholesale and went to look for the small blackboard first.

After searching several streets in the county, I found a wooden blackboard that was 1.8 meters wide and one meter high.

I was worried that there was no place to hang it at home, so I was thinking of buying another blackboard stand.

After searching for a long time, there was nothing suitable.

At the end of the day, if you think about it, you are a carpenter, why would you spend money to buy a shelf?

Wouldn't it be over if I just go home and take a shot?