"How did my mom know I was back?"

In the room, Jin Ling was restless, her mother was her worst enemy, and there was nothing good about her.

"You will live here for the past two days, Sister Ling, no matter what you say, she is also your own mother, and she will not do anything to you."

Song Wenjun can only comfort her like this, the original owner's mother is patriarchal, and she has been beating and belittling the original owner since she was a child, which made her unreasonable and messing around.

Not all mothers love their children, and not all mothers are right.

comforted Jin Ling, she was in a hurry to return to the island, passing by the post office, a female comrade at the counter called her.

"With your telegram, save the postman from having to deliver it."

The telegram was sent by Lu Yunting, telling her to arrive at work safely, telling her not to worry.

Hehe! I didn't expect this guy to be quite good at acting.

"Comrade, I'll send a telegram too."

The telegram was sent to Xi Xiaobo, and when he left the provincial capital, Xi Xiaobo said that there was a project that he could take with her, and he had been back for so long, and he didn't know if he had been contacted.

Back at home, the three mud and straw houses that still existed yesterday are gone.

"Wen Jun, your family needs manpower to build a house, right? It's just that I'm not busy these days, and I can help you with the work. ”

"Wenjun, I don't have a place to sleep at night, go to my house, it just so happens that my son and Jiaming can do their homework together."

"Wenjun ......"

When you suddenly go from being a poor man to a rich man, the people who come to talk to you are like mushrooms after a rain, and they suddenly pop up.

People are realistic, which Song Wenjun can understand, and before she could speak, Wang Cui'e said in a loud voice, "Do you want to be ashamed?" When Wen Jun can't eat, why don't you say let Wen Jun go to your house for dinner? ”

"Now that my family Wenjun is capable, you guys are starting to stutter, phew! What a shame. ”

"His second aunt, you can't say that, when Wen Jun and her mother-in-law were sick, she went to your house to ask for a painkiller to eat, but you didn't give it, who spread rumors that Wen Jun is crazy, bullying Wen Jun, and when they meet, they are either beaten or scolded, have you forgotten all this?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to fight? Wang Cui'e fought cocks, stalked her neck, and the spitting stars flew wildly, and the village women hid far away.

This-stirring stick is really annoying.

"Aunt Li, you help me call the people in the village, I have something to tell them."

You have to get a loudspeaker, she looked up at the bare telephone pole, the big loudspeaker in the village was placed in Wen Chunsheng's house, this old man folded face in front of Lu Yunting, and he didn't show his head for three days.

If you can hide from the first year of junior high school, can you escape the fifteenth? If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, who will let him occupy the pit and not?

"Uncles, you have also seen, my family is going to build a house, and building a house requires an engineering team, and I am now officially recruiting workers to build houses, if you are willing to do it, you can sign up with me, and the prerequisites must pass my assessment."

What? Do you have to take an exam to build a house? What's the test? Most of them are illiterate, illiterate in big characters, and are allowed to take the exam.

"Wenjun, it's not that the second aunt said you, you all live in the same village, the villagers, why are you always difficult for everyone? Build a broken house and a bunch of things, show that you can endure it? ”

"If you don't want to accept the assessment, you don't have to participate, like the second aunt who can't even write her own name, I definitely don't want to."

"Who, who said I couldn't write? I will write the name. ”

Someone smiled and said, "Wenjun, you don't know, when you were first liberated, your second aunt went to a literacy class for a few days and could write her name. ”

Some people who know what is wrong with Wang Cui'e can't help laughing, everyone else is writing, Wang Cui'e is a "painting" word, three words can fill a piece of paper, and later the literacy class saw that she was hopeless, so she was expelled.

(End of chapter)