Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Captain Li Changlin has a particularly dark face. No one should provoke him. He is like a landmine buried in the sand that can be triggered at any time.

In just two months, his temples were covered with white hair and he looked ten years older.

Who understands him? He is a newly promoted official, and he makes great efforts to promote production and construction, leading the Honghe Brigade on the road to prosperity.

Who would have thought that the Xiang family would use their big moves one after another to pull out one big one after another.

He died without fulfilling his ambitions, and sighed that he had not been able to return to his family.

I pray every night before going to bed, hoping that Xiang Guo in the city will be more honest.

Compared with him, Secretary Zhang is much calmer; things are unpredictable and ever-changing, and having experienced ups and downs, he has long developed the ability to comfort himself and can remain calm even when facing a crisis.

The commune leaders were shocked and angry, and they called meetings to educate each team in the area every day. They reminded them that while they should focus on production, they should also not forget the physical and mental health of each team member, their ideological and moral education, the correct social atmosphere, compliance with laws and regulations, and the establishment of a correct outlook on life and values.

It is strictly forbidden to have people like the Xiang family of the Red River Brigade who have committed ten heinous crimes again.

Of course, the Honghuo Brigade, which is located in the center of Fengbao Town, Captain Li and Secretary Zhang are the key targets.

As the days go by, time dilutes the sorrow, takes away the haze, and leaves behind the joy.

By August, the crops in the fields were growing well, and the weather was favorable, which meant a good harvest. This was the only comfort for Captain Li.

Walking in the fields every day, watching the wheat ears become firm and full and the wheat stalks bend down, Li Changlin's wrinkled face blooms with a chrysanthemum-like smile again.

Moreover, the rabbits in the rabbit farm on the mountain are all lively and will be ready for sale in twenty days. He has already contacted the supply and marketing cooperative in the county and is just waiting to send the rabbits over and collect the money.

One happy event after another healed Li Changlin's wounded little heart.

I just hope that the Honghe Brigade will have smooth sailing and a prosperous life.

"Grandpa Li, Grandpa Li, you are here!" A child's voice sounded cheerfully on the edge of the field. Li Changlin looked back and saw a little boy walking steadily towards him.

It’s the boy from Ji Qinglan’s family who just learned to walk.

He picked the man up with a smile and said, "Xin Cheng boy, you've been running around again. Be careful or your mother won't be able to find you or she'll spank you."

"I'm not running around. I'm taking a walk. My mother is handing in a task over there." Ji Xincheng, who is one year and five months old, is a smart little boy. He speaks fluently, with a chattering little mouth and a fair and tender face. He is cute and lively.

He took out a black object from his arms and handed it to Li Changlin: "Grandpa Li, this is the roasted bamboo shoot worm my brother gave me. I'm giving it to you."

Li Changlin was moved by his action. The gift was small but the intention was sincere.

Li Changlin turned his face away, smiling even more, and said repeatedly: "Grandpa won't eat, you call, you call."

"Grandpa, eat it. I have more." Ji Xincheng stubbornly handed it to Li Changlin's mouth, while his other hand was groping Li Changlin's face.

"Okay, okay, Grandpa, eat. Xincheng is such a good boy."

When Ji Qinglan finished his mission and came over, he saw the two of them, one big and one small, sitting in a row, eating insects.

When he saw Li Changlin, his heart trembled violently. He gave the naughty kid a fierce look and hurriedly led his people away.

Li Changlin, who was eating bamboo shoot worms, was still not satisfied. He kept shouting to Ji Qinglan from behind to walk slower and not to let the child fall, as there was no dog chasing him.

Ji Xincheng is such a good kid.

Ji Qinglan: Captain, you are right.

I just hope that after you know the truth, old man, don’t be impulsive and don’t get angry, as anger is harmful to your health.

Li Changlin, with his charcoal-black face, was unaware at all, and had no idea that a naughty kid had drawn a turtle on his face. He was in a very good mood, and walked home with the turtle on his back. Everyone he met along the way greeted him, and they were startled at first, but then they smiled.

Ah!

These people are pretty nice. They greet him as the captain with smiles, which shows that he is a good captain, doing his job conscientiously and making people truly accept him.

When they got home, Captain Li's wife saw her husband's face and was so shocked that she dropped the basin of water in her hand and then burst into earth-shaking laughter.

"Haha, your face..., there's a turtle on your face."

Captain Li Changlin: ???

Ji Qinglan brought the bastard son home, ready to give him a loving education. Ji Xincheng hugged his mother's legs and explained in a babble.

"I was sharing bamboo shoots and worms with Grandpa Li. I was so happy that I forgot my hands were dirty. Mom, mom, I didn't mean it."

"You're still quibbling." Ji Qinglan said angrily.

Since her son could walk and talk, he had become more and more of a headache for her. She didn't know what was going on in his little head, but he was so clever and came up with one clever idea after another.

Every child who went to collect grass for the pigs with him had been teased by him, and today he played tricks on his elders.

If he is not educated, he will grow up in a wrong direction.

So, no matter how Ji Xincheng argued, he was scolded, slapped twice on the buttocks, and told to stand against the wall and reflect on his mistakes.

After he stood there obediently, Ji Qinglan went to the kitchen to make lunch. Ji Xincheng stood there aggrieved, with a big black cat squatting at his feet, nominally monitoring him but actually providing company.

"Xiao Hei, Mom is angry. I guess we can't do this anymore. Oh! It's really not fun."

"Life is long, how should we spend it?"

"It's so hard for me."

……

After lunch, Ji Qinglan took him to Li Changlin's house to apologize. Ji Xincheng looked aggrieved, and under his mother's sharp gaze, he bowed to Captain Li and apologized.

Li Changlin was a little angry at first, but when he saw the little child coming over, his attitude immediately softened and he hurriedly said, "No need, he's still a child."

Ji Qinglan doesn't think so. If it's wrong, it's wrong. Being naughty has nothing to do with age. And precisely because he is young, he should be educated and guided onto the right path.

Children, this is not a reason to forgive mistakes.

Because of this incident, Ji Qinglan also apologized to Li Changlin. It was because of her poor parenting that this happened and Ji Xincheng became disrespectful.

After they left, Li Changlin lamented to his wife at home: "Ji Qinglan is too strict in teaching the child. Don't scare the child. Such a young child doesn't know what is good or bad."

The captain's wife snorted disdainfully. It's the right person to be like Ji Zhiqing! Children should be disciplined from childhood. Those confused people in the Honghe Brigade treat boys as treasures. They don't teach them small things, indulge them in small mistakes, and ask for stars for the moon. They cover up and condone them.

How is the result?

Either he is a thief or a murderer, it is the Xiang family.

If you don't teach them from childhood, who will take care of them when they go out? Do you want peanuts?

By July, Xiang Qiang had already eaten peanuts.

Ji Qinglan took Ji Xincheng to Zhang's house. Children's emotions come and go quickly. Now Ji Xincheng was happy again, chattering non-stop with his little mouth.

"Mom, don't be angry. I will never do this again." Ji Xincheng shook his mother's hand, afraid that she was still angry with him.

Ji Qinglan sighed, not knowing whether his son's precocity was a blessing or a curse.

"Son, I won't stop you from playing harmless little jokes with your brothers and sisters, but there should be a limit to jokes. There should be a sense of boundaries between people. If your jokes bring trouble and trouble to others, then it is not a joke, it is evil, do you understand?"