Rebirth in 1987, the fierce wife is not to be messed with!

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Wen Bo said, "We will ensure her safety. You know, will your brother harm you?"

"Then... I'll give it a try."

After the brother and sister finished chatting, Wenbo had to go to the newly opened dance hall to dance, and Wenlan had to go back to school, so they went out separately.

……

In Jiangjia Village, Yuan Yuan told Dong Yuehe about collecting and filling out the forms. Dong Yuehe was shocked: "Town Central Primary School?! Regularization?! This..."

"Teacher, don't you want to?" Yuan Yuan was a little disappointed. She had painstakingly paved the way for Dong Yuehe, and if she didn't even try, then there was no need for her to continue helping her in the future. She could just give her the money.

Dong Yuehe's eyes flickered: "How could I not want to? But only people with connections can go there!"

Yuan Yuan said, "Well, let's try it three times before we see if there are any."

Dong Yuehe's face turned stern and her tone of voice also hardened: "You are right. My level is not worse than theirs. Why should I be bullied just because of my identity?! This time it is even more of a piss on my head. Just because I am old doesn't mean I have a good temper!"

"Ha!" Yuan Yuan laughed. She finally knew who Jiang Zhou inherited his temper from.

Dong Yuehe made a palm strike: "Done! We will go into the city tomorrow!"

Yuan Yuan was very happy and said, "Teacher, don't be in a hurry. We still need to prepare some information. You can fill in the form on the spot, but the key is whether you have a photo now? The registration form requires two one-inch ID photos with a red background!"

Dong Yuehe immediately went to look for it in the drawer. After searching for a long time, she only found the one with a white background. She said, "I wonder if I will be able to go to the photo studio to take pictures in the morning?"

Yuan Yuan shook her head: "It's definitely too late."

She thought for a moment, took out a Polaroid camera from the mall, and said, "Use this to take pictures. It will be available soon!"

Polaroid, photo paper and printer are all integrated and can be used as long as they are plugged in. There was no Internet in this era, but it did not affect their use. Yuan Yuan found a piece of red cloth, asked Dong Yuehe to sit down, and took a photo of her. Polaroid has a built-in beauty effect, which makes Dong Yuehe look very elegant.

Soon, a whole sheet of photo paper was printed, with eight one-inch ID photos. Yuan Yuan happily handed the photo paper to Dong Yuehe: "Teacher, come on, just cut them!"

Dong Yuehe had been watching her fiddle with the instruments, her eyes widened in surprise. She mechanically took her own one-inch photo, looked down, and was amazed by herself: "Is this me? Why is it so beautiful?"

Yuan Yuan said: "Could there be fake ones?"

Although she should have been happy, Dong Yuehe frowned and said, "Yuan Yuan, your machine must be very valuable. Where did it come from? Don't take advantage of others."

Yuan Yuan was stunned. She didn't expect Dong Yuehe to be so upright.

It was because this Polaroid camera was so epoch-making that Dong Yuehe found it difficult to understand.

She said, "Teacher, don't worry. This is called a Polaroid camera, and it's our own thing. Although it's rare, it's not a priceless machine. It was developed by the Japanese. It's called a camera, but it's not a real camera, and it can only be used a few times. It's a convenient thing. I got it in exchange for it from someone else before, and I thought I wouldn't be able to use it, but I didn't expect to use it tonight!"

She told the story slowly and carefully, but Dong Yuehe still looked skeptical.

He stared at the photo paper printer with suspicious eyes: "In the photo studio outside, it costs two yuan per photo, and if it's urgent, you have to pay more. Your two machines, one takes the photo and the other produces the photo. No matter how cheap it is, there is still a cost. Yuan Yuan, don't deceive the teacher."

Yuan Yuan: "Really not."

Dong Yuehe looked at her seriously and said, "The teacher will protect you from outsiders. Now, you have to tell the teacher the truth. What kind of business are you doing with others in the city? Is it a legitimate business? Ah Zhou went astray in the past, and I can't bear to see you go astray too!"

Yuan Yuan pointed three fingers to the sky: "Teacher, I really didn't do anything bad. If I did something bad outside, I would be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

She was so serious that Dong Yuehe reluctantly believed her.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Yuan Yuan silently took the photo paper, cut it with scissors, and stacked it together.

Seeing her lower her head and concentrate on her work, Dong Yuehe thought of the hardships and grievances she had suffered before, and couldn't help but secretly regret that she had spoken too harshly just now. Although the rumors in the village were spreading fiercely, weren't they all spread by Qi Baolian and his wife? She knew the most about the feud between Qi Baolian's family and Yuan Yuan, so she shouldn't blame Yuan Yuan wrongly.

After Yuan Yuan collected the photo, she handed it to her, "Teacher."

Taking the photo, Dong Yuehe said, "Tomorrow...what time do we leave?"

Yuan Yuan said, "Eight o'clock. We have to go to the city at nine. We also have to go to the county education bureau. It's better to go early than late. Teacher, are you nervous?"

Shaking her head, Dong Yuehe said, "I'm not nervous. I've been teaching for decades, how can I be nervous?"

Yuan Yuan said: "Then, let's go to bed early."

"Ah."

Yuan Yuan went back to her room. Dong Yuehe secretly regretted that she hadn't said what she should have said. She lowered her head and said to herself: "Yuan Yuan, you are a good child. Why did you collude with A Zhou to act and deceive the teacher?"

Dong Yuehe unconsciously spread out the photos and was stunned by the fine craftsmanship with straight horizontal and vertical lines.

The next morning, Yuan Yuan was still asleep when she was awakened by the fragrance that wafted in.

"Hmm... smells so good..." Yuan Yuan opened her eyes dazedly, her stomach growling and she was so hungry that her heart was burning. She got up and walked out of the room, but saw that the room was empty. There was a tray full of steamed buns on the dining table. The buns were white, soft, and very big, bigger than her fist.

Yuan Yuan loves eating steamed buns the most. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva and was stunned: "This is..."

There was a noise in the yard. She resisted the urge to grab a bun in her hand and went out the door. She just happened to see Dong Yuehe coming back from outside, carrying a heavy bag of chicken, duck, fish and meat. She had not fully recovered yet. She was carrying so many heavy objects, leaning sideways, with sweat all over her forehead and heavy breathing.

Yuan Yuan hurried out: "Teacher, I'll help you."

Dong Yuehe turned sideways and avoided her: "It's okay, I can do it myself. Have you had breakfast?"

Yuan Yuan originally guessed that the buns were made for her, but hearing it with her own ears was another story. She said, "Teacher, I haven't eaten yet. I'll wait for you to come back and eat together."

Dong Yuehe said, "I've eaten them, and they were made for you. Ah Zhou told me that you like to eat steamed buns. Look at me, I'm really old. I'm still your teacher, but I don't even know what you like to eat. I'm not as good as Ah Zhou who I just met for a short time!"

Yuan Yuan said, "No, no, that's okay. When the teacher taught me, I was only a little older... I can't finish all these buns. Why don't we eat together?"

"Then you eat first and leave one for me." Dong Yuehe had indeed not had breakfast yet.