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

Chapter 331: Attended literacy class

"How did my mother know I was back?"

In the room, Jin Ling was restless. Her mother was her biggest enemy and nothing good would happen if she was around.

"You will stay here for the next two days, Sister Ling. No matter what, she is also your biological mother and will not do anything to you."

Song Wenjun could only comfort her in this way. The original owner's mother favored boys over girls. She had been beating and belittling the original owner since she was a child, which made her become unreasonable and disorderly.

Not all mothers love their children, and not all maternal love is correct.

After comforting Jin Ling, she was in a hurry to return to the island. Passing by the post office, a lesbian at the counter stopped her.

"Having your telegram saves you the postman from having to deliver it."

The telegram was from Lu Yunting, telling her to arrive at her workplace safely and telling her not to worry about it.

hehe!I didn’t expect this guy to be quite good at acting.

"Comrade, I will also send a telegram."

The telegram was sent to Xi Xiaobo. When leaving the provincial capital, Xi Xiaobo said that there was a project that he could take her with. He came back for so long, but he didn’t know that the contact was not successful.

Back home, the three mud and thatched houses that existed yesterday were gone.

"Wenjun, your family needs manpower to build a house, right? It just so happens that I'm not busy these days, so I can help you with the work."

"Wenjun, there is no place to sleep at night, so go to my house. It just so happens that my son and Jiaming can do homework together."

"Mr. Wen..."

When you suddenly turn from a pauper to a rich man, people who want to curry favor with you will suddenly appear like mushrooms after a rain.

<divclass="contentadv">Everyone is realistic. Song Wenjun can understand this. Before she could speak, Wang Cui'e said in a loud voice, "How shameless? When Wenjun couldn't eat, why didn't you say let Wenjun do it?" Going to your house for dinner?”

"Now that my Wenjun is capable, you start fawning over me, bah! How shameless."

"His second aunt, you can't say that. When Wenjun and her mother-in-law were sick, she went to your house to ask for a painkiller, but you didn't give it to her. Who spread the rumor that Wenjun was a lunatic? She bullied Wenjun and either beat or scolded her when they met. , have you forgotten all this?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to fight?" Wang Cui'e was cock-fighting, holding her neck, spitting stars flying around, and all the village women were hiding away.

This shit-stirring stick is really annoying.

"Aunt Li, help me call the villagers over. I have something to tell them."

She had to get a loudspeaker. She looked up at the bare telephone pole. The big loudspeaker in the village was placed at Wen Chunsheng's house. The old man lost face in front of Lu Yunting and didn't show his head for three days.

If you can avoid the first grade of junior high school, can you avoid the fifteenth grade?Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death. Who told him to occupy the latrine and not shit?

"Uncles and uncles, you have also seen that my family is going to build a house. To build a house, we need an engineering team. I am now officially recruiting workers to build houses. If you are willing to do it, just come to me to sign up. The prerequisites must be approved by me. assessment.”

What?Do you need to take an exam to build a house?What's the test?Most of these people are illiterate, unable to read Chinese characters, and they are sure to have diarrhea after taking a test.

"Wenjun, it's not what my second aunt said about you. You live in the same village and are fellow villagers. Why do you always make things difficult for everyone? Build a shabby house and do a lot of shabby work to show your ability?"

"You don't have to take part if you don't want to take the assessment. I definitely don't want someone like my second aunt who can't even write her own name."

"Who, who said I can't write? I can write names."

Someone said with a smile, "Wenjun, you don't know that your second aunt attended literacy classes for a few days when we were first liberated and can write names."

Those who knew about Wang Cui'e's embarrassing story couldn't help but laugh. Others only wrote, but Wang Cui'e was good at "drawing". Three words could fill a piece of paper. Later, the literacy class saw that she was hopeless and expelled her.