How did I hear that Zhang Daman had an extra son out of thin air, and he was still studying in Shiyi Village Central Primary School.

This year, she happened to be assigned to be the preschool class teacher, so wouldn't Zhang Daman's son be in his own class?

Shiyi Village Central Primary School is a reconstruction of the old warehouse of the village, in fact, there is no strict distinction between preschool and first grade.

All in a single classroom, divided into four rows of seats, two rows for pre-K and two rows for first grade.

Therefore, Qin Lin is not only a preschool class, but also a first-grade homeroom teacher.

In terms of academic qualifications, Qin Lin is in Shiyi Village Central Primary School, which is a high degree of education.

How high is it? Similar to graduating from a junior college, in this era, especially in Shiyi Village, an academic degree like Qin Lin is already a high degree of education.

Most of the other teachers just know a few words, know a little arithmetic, and teach while farming.

Coach the whip in one hand and ploughshare in the other.

I heard that Qin Lin may be proposed as a candidate for the next principal, but above her, there is also a teaching director.

Zhang Daman looked at Qin Lin, who was gradually moving away and his back disappeared from sight, and he seemed to be full of hope for a while.

At least a beauty like Qin Lin is worthy of his rebirth.

In the memory of his previous life, the Shiyi Village Central Primary School was later built with a new teaching building, which was funded by a Hong Kong singer.

said that someone wrote a letter for help, published it in the newspaper, sent it to the news media, and was seen by this kind-hearted Hong Kong singer, so he traveled thousands of miles and traveled a long distance to Shiyi Village.

When Qin Lin was running for the next principal, he was suppressed by the director of education by unscrupulous means, resulting in Qin Lin not becoming the principal.

Zhang Daman pondered in his heart, if this matter is operated by me, in the end, if Hong Kong singers are attracted to build a teaching building, he will attribute this credit to Qin Lin......

Thinking of this, he immediately lifted his spirits, and a grand and lofty "sister" model came into his mind.

He hurried back to his house, found the letterhead from under the mess, picked up an ink pen, unfolded the letterhead, and began to write on it.

Although Zhang Daman is a gangster, he likes to read and write since he was a child, so his writing is timeless and vigorous, and he writes with one hand.

Originally, he also had some ink in his stomach, and writing such a letter for help was just a piece of cake.

I wrote a letter for help, folded it, stuffed it in my pocket, and started tidying up the house.

The kennel-like house, I don't know how long it hasn't been cleaned up, and all the excess clutter has been thrown out.

In the room, the old wooden box was locked, and the black wooden box was the same old lock.

Nima!

Is there any treasure in this old wooden box?

Although Zhang Daman's heart was bright, there would definitely be no valuable treasures, he still couldn't help but feel lustful in his heart, stepped forward, and kicked twice.

It's pretty heavy!

It looks like a wooden box made of solid wood, and it has some weight.

After searching for it, but he couldn't find the key to open the lock, he took an axe for chopping wood from the side, and slashed it down towards the lock.

"Click!"

The lock broke, he crouched down curiously, opened the box, and a musty sour smell came to his nose.

What? red belly pocket? mother-in-law!

After a few rummags through the wooden box, I found a few red belly pockets, and a pair of freshly sewn cloth shoes, which are unique to the countryside.

The sole is made of some rags, then cut into the sole pattern, and then sewn into the sole in a certain way with thread.

Finally, the upper is cut into a shoe with cloth and sewn on the sole, which is the most traditional cloth shoe.

Zhang Daman looked at the pair of rubber shoes under his feet, and his big toe poked out his head, as if he wanted to explore the novel world.

He took off his galoshes and put them on his feet, hey, they just fit.

This old wooden box looks like it's full of women's clothes, whose is it?

Could it be Luo Yuhong's mother-in-law?

Zhang Daman glanced at the red belly pocket, and there was a trace of excitement in his heart, I really don't know what Luo Yuhong is wearing on his body?

Why don't I have any impression of Luo Yuhong, who claims to be my wife? Even my memory seems to be blank!

Even what does Luo Yuhong look like? His mind is blurry!

"Crunch!"

While he was pondering, the door outside the room seemed to be pushed open, who would come?

Could it be that Yang Ronghua is Yang Ronghua again? blackmailed him with a thousand yuan, and found someone to retaliate?

He was just about to walk out of the room to take a look, when he heard a shrill female voice say, "I'll tell you, Zhang Daman's useless is not at home, look at you." ”

Your uncle, who is useless? Tell me, why am I useless? Do you want to fight for 300 rounds!

"Yuhong, hurry up, grab your things, and we'll go. The house was gloomy, like a ruined temple. A man's voice said with some fear.

Zhang Daman heard that the blood flowed backwards, your sister's, your family is a broken temple!

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Especially when I heard the word "Yuhong", it seemed that it was my wife Luo Yuhong who abandoned her who entered the house, and the man seemed to be the man who ran with Luo Yuhong.

"No, Yang Wei, how does it feel like someone has touched something in the house? Those dust, those cobwebs ......"

The shrill woman's voice said in surprise.

Impotence? Poof! Luo Yuhong ran away with a man with "impotence"? Zhang Daman almost didn't burp.

Of course, he knew that this Yang Wei was not impotence!

As he was hesitating, a woman with peach blossom eyes and a goose-egg-shaped face walked straight into the room.

The two saw each other almost at the same time, and the woman still screamed, "Ah!"

"What's wrong? Yuhong, what's going on?" A burly man, with a full 1.75 meters, looked as strong as Zhang Daman, but a little shorter than Zhang Daman.

In terms of appearance, of course, there is no Zhang Da Man!

When Zhang Daman saw a woman, he finally remembered a little bit of Luo Yuhong's appearance in his impression, this woman with peach blossom eyes and goose egg face was Luo Yuhong.

And that man is naturally Yang Wei who ran with Luo Yuhong!

Zhang Daman spread his hands, just holding a red belly pocket in his hand, looking at it carefully, pretending to be surprised, and took the lead in asking: "Who are you? What are you doing at my house?"

Luo Yuhong jumped over with an arrow, snatched the red belly pocket in Zhang Daman's hand, and said angrily: "Don't mess with my things." ”

As she spoke, she bent down and prepared to pack up the old wooden box.

Who knows, Zhang Daman "snapped" and stepped on the old wooden box, glanced at the man named Yang Wei a few times, smiled playfully, and continued to ask gloomily: "Who the fuck are you? This is Lao Tzu's home, okay, everything here is Lao Tzu's! How did it become your thing?"