Mrs. Jiang saw Song He and hurriedly beckoned to Song He.

Song He walked towards Madame Jiang without saying a word.

"Can you help me subcontract the students?"

Song He smiled slightly and nodded hurriedly.

She wanted to experience that, too.

In fact, if you are really too busy, you can call Principal Jiang, after all, Principal Jiang is the real partner and the most proficient in these things.

As soon as she talked about sharing meals or something, she could think of the canteen aunts who shook all kinds of spoons in the cafeteria when she was in high school and college, and it was really a good time for people to remember.

A child has a meat bun, a white steamed bun, and a bowl of porridge, which is standard.

Principal Jiang was maintaining order beside him, Mrs. Jiang was handling the buns, Song He was sharing the meal, the division of labor was clear, and under the sunshine, the figures under the big trees were gentle.

After breakfast, the children returned to their classrooms one after another to sit and eat.

Song He smiled and shook his head: "No, no, this feeling is good." ”

The most important thing is that the customs are good, the people are good, the mountains are good, and the water is good.

Song He'an quietly listened to Mrs. Jiang tell the story that happened in the school, listening to it with relish, and before he knew it, the buns in his hand were also eaten.

She was still worried last night that Song He didn't like to eat so many steamed buns, or didn't eat them at all.

also planned that if Song He really didn't like to eat it, she would buy a piece of meat again to fry meat or something

In short, others are guests, and they can't be wronged.

As a result, I didn't expect that the big people in this big city were not squeamish at all, and they could accept anything.

Song He nodded unceremoniously, and sure enough, he took two more buns and nibbled on them.

I have to say, don't say that the conditions here are not very good, but everyone seems to be very delicious when cooking, even the steamed buns are so similar to the smell of fragrance, much better than the steamed buns in those big restaurants, the skin is thin and the meat is more, and a steamed bun can be worth half a bowl of rice.

If you can make a picky eater like something, it means that her cooking skills are really good.

Anyway, she made more buns today, and the children generally eat less, so there should be leftovers.

"No, I'm full."

Well, she admits that it was really Madame Jiang who made the buns that were so delicious.

But she really couldn't eat more, the second time she went to get the buns, there were only three left in the steamer, if she kept it privately, then those children who hadn't eaten enough breakfast would have much to eat.

Seeing Song He's insistence, Mrs. Jiang didn't force it anymore, but she was already thinking about what delicious meals she should make at noon to entertain Song He in a different way.

As for the construction, the school will be demolished and rebuilt at night, and a temporary shed will be built outside during the day to make a temporary classroom, so that it will not affect the students' classes during the day.

The children from the north and south intervened in the middle of the children, and the boys who played with them in the morning sat in the same direction, reading the same book, and listened very seriously, I am afraid that they did not listen so seriously when they were in French school.

Although it is only a temporary shed construction, it involves the learning environment of the students, and she still needs to be rigorous, and she always has to go to see it before she can rest assured.

Song He just listened to the laughter and didn't say anything.

As soon as I walked to the construction site, I saw a group of men already working shirtless, but everyone's interest was very high under the scorching sun, and even some people had taken the lead in shouting slogans, and the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.

Everyone is a big old man, and they stay in the construction site all the year round, there are basically no women in the construction site except for the food aunt, and the food aunt is an old woman, everyone is middle-aged, and there are young stunned young people, and they don't look down on an old woman at all.

And today's Song He also deliberately wore a particularly elegant blue shirt, a pair of jeans underneath, and sneakers, so as casual as he wanted. The long hair was pulled up casually with a hairpin, and the little face without makeup was still so elegant, clean and fair.

Even the foreman with the bag couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It's really no harm if there is no comparison, he originally thought that his daughter-in-law was beautiful enough, at least she was a famous beauty in the township, but under the backdrop of this woman, she looked old and yellow, and there was no sparkle at all.

"This is Mr. Song from City C, who is here to fund the rebuilding of the school in our village!"

Receiving the roll of Principal Jiang's eyes, the contractor Shanshan retracted his gaze, touched his beard and smiled dryly.

Well, since Principal Jiang said that he was a big man, they would definitely not provoke him.

Principal Jiang was still dissatisfied, and glared at the workers in the construction team again, and several men who had been staring at Song He and were almost drooling retracted their gaze in embarrassment, and hurriedly lowered their heads and continued to work.

Song He faintly followed Principal Jiang's gaze and landed on a young man.

Song He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked away.

The foreman also found out, and hurriedly came to the young boy's face and slapped the boy's head hard.

"If it weren't for your pitiful and your mother's need for money to save her life, I wouldn't want you to come to work with me!"

(End of chapter)

Cute wife turns over: cold and less becomes gentle!