The silver Santana drove on the provincial road back home.

After so many trips back and forth, Ma Mingchao's driving skills became more and more stable and smooth, and even made Wu Yuan experience the smoothness of the closed highway in advance.

In the back row, daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan leaned on Wu Yuan's shoulder, wrapped in a thin blanket, and slept very soundly.

Wu Yuan also tried his best to keep his body still, so as not to disturb his daughter-in-law's dreams.

As a result, when I came down to the gas station at noon to relieve my hands, half of my body was numb.

The bouncing funny appearance made Yang Luoyan look particularly distressed, and complained doubly: "You sit so uncomfortable, why don't you wake me up?" ”

Wu Yuan said disapprerovingly: "It's rare to see you sleeping so soundly, why should I wake you up?" ”

"Besides, I'm fine with this activity, and it's not a big deal."

So in the second half, Yang Luoyan asked Wu Yuan to pill on her lap in return.

But Wu Yuan didn't feel sleepy at all, he pillowed on his daughter-in-law's lap, and he couldn't see his daughter-in-law's face, but it was indecent.

So he didn't lie down for a while, he sat up, honestly fastened his seat belt and said: "I lie down like this, and the Ming Dynasty doesn't dare to step on the accelerator." ”

Yang Luoyan stretched out his hand and broke his head and said, "Then the pillow is on my shoulder......"

Listening to the two bosses in the back row tossing like this, Ma Mingming longed for an iron sheet to be separated in the middle.

It's true that he's a driver.

But as a driver, do you deserve to be fed dog food?

So at half past two o'clock in the afternoon, the silver Santana returned to the front of the Wu family's small building, and after Ma Mingchao helped take down the luggage of the boss, he stepped on the accelerator and slipped away.

What kind of noodles to stay for dinner? I have long been fed with dog food.

At home, Liu Hui still makes hand-rolled noodles.

Start early in the morning and make a fuss about the toppings of the noodles.

However, the two of them didn't eat the lunch, mainly because the Ming Dynasty insisted on not eating, for fear of getting sleepy while driving, so neither of them ate.

So he picked up the hand-rolled noodles at home and ate them like a wolf.

The toppings made of all kinds of diced meat didn't taste at all, and they all slurred.

After eating, Wu Yuan was indeed sleepy.

Leaning on the sofa to take a nap, let Xiao Jiang and Yueyue crawl around at their feet.

As a result, I just took a nap, and the glutinous rice screamed.

Wu Yuan woke up with a spirit.

Rhubarb didn't call, glutinous rice called, and he guessed that it was an acquaintance.

Looking out through the glass window, sure enough, it was the old man Yang Zhishu who entered the door wearing a padded jacket with a blue cardigan jacket, and shouted at the glutinous rice: "Go, go!" ”

Fortunately, it is not a retreat.

Wu Yuan got up and greeted him and said, "Dad, why are you free to come over?" ”

Yang Zhishu said: "I will divide the fields where each family grows mulberry in the back, and when I see the Ming Dynasty driving by, I know that you two are back." ”

"Let's go, come in and sit."

Yang Zhishu squatted down under the porch and said, "I won't go in with the mud on my body." ”

Wu Yuan smiled heartily, and went in for fear of being scolded by Liu Hui.

Even if Liu Hui didn't scold and dirty the house, Liu Hui still had to mop the floor and clean it in the end.

So I had to squat down with my father-in-law, handed a red panda over and said, "Is the division of the land smooth?" ”

Yang Zhishu took the red panda and looked left and right, until Wu Yuan explained: "Shanghainese people are popular to smoke this. Fang Cai let Wu Yuan get on the fire and said: "Planting mulberry trees is a trivial matter, there are many people in our village who make money with you now, and the men in charge rarely care about this little thing at home." ”

Wu Yuan nodded: "The pattern is up." ”

Yang Zhishu replied: "Even if he wants to calculate, he has to think about your relationship with me." ”

Wu Yuan didn't take credit and said: "That's your father, your prestige in the village is high." ”

Yang Zhishu smiled and said proudly: "That's not necessarily, I heard that the implementation of other villages in the township is not going well." ”

After smoking a cigarette, Yang Zhishu got up and said, "Luo Yan didn't come back with you?" ”

Wu Yuan turned around and pointed to the bedroom and said, "It should be busy in the house, I'll call her." ”

"No, no." Yang Zhishu went down the steps of the porch and said, "Follow me to the school, there are some questions that you have to counsel." ”

So the two of them went out together.

Wu Yuan renewed the red panda to his father-in-law, but Yang Zhishu didn't answer it, and asked directly: "Is there a Huazi?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Only half of the Huazi was drawn, and the two of them stood in front of the land of the village-run primary school.

Yang Zhishu pointed to the south and said, "Look, last time, you let the school gate be built and face north." But you pay attention to the terrain, high in the south and low in the north. ”

"The gate faces north, and the house should be built on low-lying ground on the north side. When it rains, won't it all be covered up? But if it is built on a high slope to the south, what is the use of this low-lying land? ”

"This is easy to do," Wu Yuan immediately said, "For the safety of the children, the house must be built on the high ground in the south." These low-lying areas are raised with a road in the middle. As for the ...... on both sides"

Yang Zhishu muttered: "The low-lying land on both sides is just right for planting crops. ”

Wu Yuan couldn't help laughing.

In my impression, in the first few years after the construction of the village-run primary school, crops were indeed planted in the low-lying land in the north.

Every time the harvest came, Dong Squint organized the students to harvest and collect grain, which really allowed the students to experience the hardships of rural survival.

It can be regarded as a vivid learning mobilization class.

It's a pity that in the end, all the food was carried back to his own house, and there was some anticlimactic.

It wasn't until later that the school won the funds to pave a carbon slag pad track around the low-lying land, and gradually, two basketball hoops were built, which became a playground for major activities.

So this time, Wu Yuan said directly: "This low-lying land, simply put it up and make a playground." ”

Yang Zhishu glared: "You said lightly, how many square meters of earth and stone do you need?" ”

Wu Yuan explained: "We should build the school conditions better at the beginning, so that we can recruit more good teachers." If there is a shortage of money, the furniture factory can pay in advance and deduct it from the village's dividends at the end of the year. ”

After a little pondering, Yang Zhishu rejected Wu Yuan's proposal: "This money doesn't need to come from the village. This year's river work has not yet been implemented, so let go door-to-door and transport a few squares of soil, and it will naturally be cushioned. ”

"Okay."

Wu Yuan is accustomed to using money to solve problems.

The old party secretary, who has been rooted in the countryside for many years, is always accustomed to solving problems based on the actual situation in the village.

In contrast, the method of the old branch secretary is more in line with the situation in rural areas.

"Dad, when will the construction start?"

"The twenty-eighth day of the first month, the 23rd day of the second month of the solar calendar."

Wu Yuan estimated, "Yo, we have to wait for a few days." It's not going to be cold anymore, is it? ”

Yang Zhishu's shoulders shook, and he habitually dragged his coat up and said, "It's about to be the New Year, and it won't be cold for a few days." I'm not worried about getting cold, I'm afraid of rain. ”

Wu Yuan pondered, isn't it?

The area of Beigang, starting from this year, has been flooded for several years.

So the school had to be built before the summer floods came. Otherwise, don't think about starting school this September.

(End of chapter)