I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Hearing Xiao Luo's question, Mo Yan looked at Pei Mingzhi as a matter of course, "Uncle, you can put it away. Go back and buy bricks and tiles or something else. You can figure it out yourself."

"Hey, Yan, don't worry. No matter what you buy, let the accountant keep the account. I promise that every penny of this money will be spent on the children in our village."

After saying that, Pei Mingzhi took out a new cloth bag and carefully put all the money into it.

Finally, he placed it at the bottom of the backpack he had carried on his back and weighed it down with something. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Neither Xiao Luo nor the director, who saw the whole process, thought there was anything wrong with what he did.

On the contrary, they would think it was abnormal if Pei Mingzhi was not careful with 4000 yuan.

"Big brother, then you guys go back today. Once the teaching materials and books are ready, I'll have Xiao Luo go to the village to inform you. When the time comes, you can just get a car to pick them up. If you don't have a car, I can arrange for someone to deliver them to the village for you."

"Oh, yes, yes, we have an ox cart in our village. Our old ox is very strong and is outside now. We can't let you, the director, help deliver the books after you have already done your part. We will pull the cart ourselves."

Pei Mingzhi quickly expressed his gratitude again.

When I came out of the post office, half the day had already passed.

"Ayan, let's go to the household registration office right now. We still have time. If we go late, they might have lunch and we'll have to wait until the afternoon."

Mo Yan actually wanted to say that it was afternoon and she would rather go to the state-owned restaurant for dinner right now.

She was beginning to miss the chef's skills.

But seeing that Alai and the little cub were very impatient to go and get their household registration, Mo Yan had to swallow his words and eat first.

The time was almost right when the people and cattle arrived at the gate of the commune.

It's only 15 minutes until lunch time.

In this era, formal household registration is done by hand. Pei Mingzhi brought Mo Yan and the others to a table specifically for household registration.

"Secretary Wu, have you been busy lately?"

Pei Mingzhi greeted the middle-aged man behind the table enthusiastically, and then took out two packs of Daqianmen and stuffed them into his hands skillfully.

"Hey, Village Chief Pei, what brings you here today?"

"From what you said, I know you are busy here. I don't want to disturb you when you are working. Today is the day to pay the public grain tax. There are two children in the village who need to register their household registration. I am sorry to trouble you by coming here."

Pei Mingzhi's smoothness and skill at this moment were completely different from the honesty he had shown in front of the director of the post office just now.

Mo Yan watched with great interest from the side.

Never ignore a small person, they can survive well because of their own wisdom.

Undoubtedly, Pei Mingzhi's response at this moment was the most appropriate for dealing with such a person in front of him.

When Secretary Wu heard that it was about registering the household registration, he glanced over inadvertently, first looking at Mo Yan, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, he was just surprised and amazed, and did not have any evil thoughts.

Then his eyes fell on Pei Zaizai in her arms, and then he looked at Alai, a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old who was following Mo Yan.

“Are they the ones who need to register?”

Pei Mingzhi nodded, "It's these two kids."

"The younger one has been registered before. Today, we mainly need to change her name and change the head of household in her household registration book."

Pei Mingzhi pointed at Alai and said, "This is a new teacher in our village. She will teach the children in our village. Her original family is gone, so I thought she should just settle down in our Peijia Village. I can give her some work and food in the future. Otherwise, Teacher Alai's food rations will be a problem."

"Teacher? Is there a school in your village?"

Secretary Wu had been somewhat nonchalant, but now he looked up in surprise.

"Originally, there wasn't. Well, it's a long story. Director Wu, when you have a day off, come to our Peijia Village and I'll treat you to some of our homemade wine and we can have a good chat."

Pei Mingzhi naturally wouldn't chat with him at this time, nor did he intend to really chat with him.

In addition, he was sure that an old hand like Secretary Wu would not delay his lunch time after work just to listen to trivial matters from the poor villages like theirs.

Sure enough, after hearing what Pei Mingzhi said, Secretary Wu immediately regained his serious expression and said, "Okay, let's register first."

As he spoke, he bent down and took out a thick, yellowed notebook from a drawer.

In this era, household registration is done in this handwritten way.

He skillfully turned to a certain page, and then turned several pages back.

He paused at the bottom half of the blank page before asking, "What's your name?"

His eyes were on Alai.

"Yan Alai." Alai hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Which one is strict? Strictly strict?" asked Secretary Wu.

Alai quickly shook his head, "No, it's the color of Yan."

"Yan means color, and what are the two characters for Alai?"

Alai paused.

Alai is their surname. Strictly speaking, it is an onomatopeia, and there is no fixed two characters. Anyway, all the tribesmen have the surname Alai. They have no habit of going down the mountain to register their household registration.

Now Secretary Wu asked her which two words they were, and Alai really didn't know how to answer.

"Uncle, I know that Sister Alai's Lai is the Lai of Penglai. Sister Alai taught me, so I remember it."

Seeing Ale's confused look, Pei Zaizai was afraid of arousing Secretary Wu's suspicion, so he quickly used his identity as a child to answer the question quickly.

Secretary Wu's attention was diverted. "So it's Lai from Penglai. Little girl is really smart. How can she remember it at such a young age?"

"Yeah, my kid is so smart. My mom and my clan grandfather both praised me!"

As Zizi spoke, he pointed at Pei Mingzhi, as if asking him to testify.

Pei Mingzhi also quickly agreed with a laugh, "Of course our Niuniu is the smartest."

"Hehe!" Pei Zaizai laughed proudly.

Secretary Wu lowered his head and began to register. He had beautiful handwriting and soon registered Alai's name. "How old are you this year?"

"eighteen!"

Alai originally wanted to say seventeen, but when he got to his lips he ended up saying the name as one year older.

Because she suddenly remembered that Weng De had told her that one is considered an adult at the age of eighteen and can make decisions for oneself. If it was seventeen, then she would have to wait another year.

Secretary Wu paused and looked at Alai, who had a slightly childish face. He knew that she was definitely not eighteen years old. However, some people look young while others look old, so he just turned a blind eye to the age difference of one or two years.

Anyway, their household registration is in Peijia Village, and that village is extremely poor. If they are willing, he will just register them and will not do anything to make things difficult for them.

Therefore, it didn't take long for Alai's household registration to be successfully registered.

He didn't even ask where Alai was from and why he thought of going to Peijia Village.

This meant that Alai, who had prepared herself mentally for being questioned and even had a set of excuses prepared, had no chance to use them at all. She was already a member of Peijia Village.

The little girl was so happy that her teeth were showing.