Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Chapter 288 Don’t like morning glory

He works as a teacher at County No. 42 Middle School and earns [-] yuan a month, which is very satisfying.

But compared with Xu Da, even the money he took was not enough to put his teeth between his teeth.

It is true that some teachers are insensitive to money and think that there is a golden house in the book. Mentioning "adult things" will only pollute their pure thoughts.

But in this society, it is difficult to move forward without money.

Some young teachers in the school are quick to accept new things. Knowing that the south is undergoing drastic reforms, many people have put aside their inherent thinking, lowered their stature, and gone into business, and have already made a lot of money.

Jin Ping also thought that teaching is good, but living in poverty always makes people lose their energy.

"They, they really made 50?"

"Yeah, there's no doubt about that."

She glanced at Wang Chunmei, who was complaining to her neighbors about her misbehavior.

"Don't tell your mother yet, the money isn't even in Brother Xu's hands yet."

"I see."

Song Wenjun smiled, went to negotiate with Wang Chunmei, and bought the sewing machine at a high price.

After she left, Wang Chunmei proudly shook a handful of change in her hand and said to her son, "Look, idiots are idiots. I bought the sewing machine for 127 yuan, but I sold it for 150 yuan."

"Mom, Song Wenjun is right, Xiaoling will definitely be angry with you when she comes back."

"What? Are you also bribed by the little vixen?"

"mom!"

Jin Ping said angrily, "You are a junior high school Chinese teacher, can you speak more civilly? It's embarrassing for you to do this, do you know?"

When he gets angry, he stops doing it, and he does it to whoever wants to do it. He is also soft-tempered and just spends the weekends without rest, just messing around with his mother.

Xu Da is so capable, what if he doesn't want his sister now that he has money?He had to leave a good impression on his brother-in-law.

His mother made noises all day long about Xu Da's idleness. She thought he was from a peasant family and was indolent, so she made her daughter drink the northwest wind every day.

Little did he know that he had already entered the ranks of 10-yuan households and 50-yuan households. He couldn't even think about it for 100 yuan. According to his current salary, he had to teach for 50 years without eating or drinking, and he might not be able to earn [-] yuan. Ten thousand.

<divclass="contentadv">Haha, in 100 years, he will rot into ashes.

"You kid, how can you give up your job? Jin Ping, if you have to leave today, don't go home tonight."

Jin Ping ignored her and rode away.

The universal repair shop asked someone to help carry the sewing machine into the house. Just as Song Wenjun was about to sit down and design the circuit diagram, Deng Jie and Meng Fandong knocked on the door.

"Comrade Song."

"Call me Wenjun, Teacher Deng, are you okay?"

"Oh, this is my friend Meng Fandong, you met last night."

When he woke up and remembered the "love affair" last night, Meng Fandong ran to Deng Jie's house without washing or brushing his teeth, insisting that he introduce him to Song Wenjun.

"Brother Meng, didn't you apply any ointment to the bump on your head?"

"It's okay. The skin is rough and the flesh is thick. It will be fine in two days."

Meng Fandong chuckled, rubbing his calloused hands, feeling uneasy.

"Do you two have anything else to do?"

Deng Jie kicked Meng Fandong, and he couldn't say anything about introducing his partner.

In addition, he felt that Song Wenjun was like his little sister. It was not that he looked down on Meng Fandong, but he always felt that the two were not a good match.

Feeling the pain of being kicked, Meng Fandong rolled his eyes at Deng Jie, suddenly knelt down on one knee and took out a withered morning glory from his pocket.

"Song, Song, Song..."

"Send me a little red flower?" Song Wenjun asked in surprise.

"There's no need to kneel down when delivering flowers, and I don't like morning glory either. Please get up!"