When he returned to Dongwan Village, Lu Qiangwen set up a table of wine at home to entertain Zhenhua and Qi Lei, which could be regarded as a welcome to Pu Jia.

Yilan also accepted the invitation and participated in this simple but grand banquet as an aunt.

Qi Lei and Zhenhua bought a bunch of toys for Pu Jia.

Pu Jia was less than four years old at this time, but according to the virtual age, she was already five years old.

A five-year-old already understands a lot of things. Suddenly changed to an unfamiliar environment, facing a group of strangers, Pu Jia was like a frightened rabbit, trembling, looking around, not daring to speak.

Xiumei held Pujia in her arms, loving and caring for her in every way.

Gradually, Pu Jia's mood settled down.

After lunch, under the guidance of Xiumei, Pu Jia finally called Zhenhua and Qi Lei the second uncle, and also called Yilan the aunt.

"Pu Jia is so good. Zhenhua and Qi Lei each hugged Pujia, their hearts were inexplicably sad and joyful, and they had mixed feelings.

Yilan also gave Pu Jia a meeting gift of 20 yuan, and smiled at Ji Huamei and Xiumei, "In the future, you will be real relatives, if you have time, you can take the children to my house to play, so that Pu Jia and her cousin Panpan can be familiar with each other." ”

Ji Huamei smiled, "On behalf of Pu Jia, thank you, aunt." ”

With the bond of Pujia and the legitimate kinship, Ji Huamei and Yilan have become a pair of good sisters since then, and they have almost nothing to talk about.

Qi Lei suggested taking Pu Jia to the grave of Xiulian.

Zhenhua disagreed, and said, "The child has just come back, let her familiarize herself with the environment first, relax her mind, and talk about the grave later." ”

Qi Lei felt that it made sense, gave up the idea, and went back to Nanjing the next day to do his own project.

The return of Pujia has caused a long discussion in Dongwan Village.

As Zhuo Yilan expected, Zhenhua and Qi Lei won a good reputation. People in Sanxiang and Wuli, when they mentioned this incident, they all praised Zhenhua and Qi Lei, saying that they were true men with affection, righteousness, and a beginning and an end!

The villagers were moved by the affection of Zhenhua and Qi Lei, and sympathized with Pu Jia's life experience, every time they saw Xiao Pu Jia, they were smiling, coaxing her, and teasing her.

Liu Zhigao and Wang Xiang, as well as Zhao Wenle and many villagers, all privately told Lu Qiangwen to raise this child well, and if there is any difficulty, just say it, and you will definitely help!

It can be said that Pu Jia is an orphan whose parents died, but she is also the darling of the entire Dongwan Village.

In this incident, the only person who is unhappy is Zhuang Xiaodie.

Zhuang Xiaodie was waiting for her husband to apologize, but she didn't wait, but she waited for the news that Zhenhua Qi Lei had brought back Pujia, and she was even more depressed and unhappy. Zhuang Xiaodie is furious that his own son cares so much about Xiulian's daughter.

"If you don't raise wild seeds, okay, let the wild seeds give you a pension in the future!" Zhuang Xiaodie was disappointed, gritted her teeth in her heart and scolded Qi Lei, and made up her mind that when Qi Lei was dead, she would take her son to live!

During the summer vacation, Zhenhua and Qi Lei often took Panpan to see Pujia.

Zhenhua also bought some children's literacy books and taught Pujia to recognize two words each time.

There are no nurseries, kindergartens, no preschools, and no ideas and concepts of preschool education in the countryside.

Teacher Yuan Yiqing from Dongwan Primary School proposed that Dongwan Primary School set up a preschool class to keep up with the city and not let rural children lose at the starting line.

However, President Tian Kaifang and Vice President Deng Weixuan disagreed, believing that they did not meet the conditions.

The establishment of preschool classes is responsible for the safety of students, and it involves the issue of fees, which is easy to be criticized by the above. So everyone thinks that more is better than less.

Teacher Huang Chaochao even smiled and said, "The children in the countryside are not lost at the starting line, but they can't even enter the field." In the third grade of primary school in the city, English classes are offered, and there are no English classes in the upper grades of our township central primary school. These country children, after entering junior high school, will soon be left behind by city children. Alas, rural education is not easy!"

Zhenhua is deeply aware of the backwardness of rural education, so he took the time to give Pujia preschool education.

Ji Huamei graduated from primary school, and she is disabled, so she can't do heavy physical work, so she has time to teach Pujia to read and write at home.

After a summer vacation, Pu Jia has already known two or three hundred words, can memorize seven or eight Tang poems, can also count from one to a hundred, and accurately master the addition and subtraction within five, and is regarded as a prodigy by the villagers in Dongwan Village.

Gao's mother came to see her granddaughter twice and was very satisfied.

Soon after the fall semester begins, the autumn harvest begins.

Zhao Chenghai finally gritted his teeth and sold the old buffalo at home. Because the tractor at home can already completely replace all the work of the old buffalo, it is useless to keep the ploughing cattle.

It was also in this year that Wang Xiang and Zhao Chengquan next door bought tractors.

The number of tractors in the East Bay 1234 group has exceeded 10 at present.

Cattle farming, which has lasted for thousands of years, seems to be coming to an end.

The elimination of cattle farming technology has also broken the ecology of the countryside that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

If you sell your cattle, you naturally don't need straw. Straw is the grain for the cattle, and now that there are no cattle, why do you need the straw? Do you keep the pot for cooking?

Everyone in the countryside knows that straw is not a good material for cooking rice.

Because the straw is not resistant to burning, but there is a lot of ash. And many of the houses in the village have biogas digesters, which have enough fuel and don't need the straw at all.

As a result, the straw was burned nearby.

The first person to burn straw in Dongwan Village was Zhenhua. It was a few years ago, Zhenhua's gambling behavior;

The second one to burn straw was Liu Zhigao.

After the third master cleaned the rice, he sent all the straw on the field to an empty field on the side of the road and lit a raging fire!

Zhenhua went to see the third master Gao set fire, and said with a smile: "Third master Gao, the ancients said that grain grass and grass, old grass is like old grain, why did you burn the straw? This is too bad to live, right?"

Gao Sanye laughed, "My family's straw last year is still piled up under the threshing floor, this year's straw really can't be piled up, what if it doesn't burn? ”

Zhenhua said with a smile, "I can't pick it, go home and let my dad pick it, he must be very happy to know the treasure." ”

The third master Gao knew what Zhenhua meant, and laughed, "Beware of your dad beating you with a flat pole again!"

Zhenhua smiled, and really went home to find his father.

Zhao Chenghai was raising the field on the threshing floor, shouting the trumpet.

Zhenhua walked over and said with a smile, "Dad, I'll come to the scene." ”

Zhao Chenghai continued to raise the field and said, "It's not much, you don't need to change hands." ”

"No, no, no, I'm here to make a show. Zhenhua snatched his father's wooden shovel, pointed to the fire rising in front of the village, and said with a smile, "Dad, the third master of the high school burns straw at home, I think it's a pity." Why don't you take the flat rope and pick up the straw from the third master's house?"

Zhao Chenghai lacked humorous cells, didn't know what his son meant, frowned and said, "I have straw at home, what do you want his family to do?"

Zhenhua said seriously: "A few years ago, didn't my father educate me with a flat pole, saying that I shouldn't burn the six......-grain straw?

"So you're here for revenge!"

Zhao Chenghai realized that his son was making fun of himself, bent down to pick up the big broom on the ground, and chased his son to beat.

Zhenhua lost the wooden shovel, turned around and ran.

Wang Xiang and Zhao Chengquan in the threshing floor next door both laughed.

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