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

Perhaps it was because the disgust and displeasure on Aunt Pang's face were too obvious, Weng Chenggu and his group also felt a little embarrassed.

But before entering the village, the locals had already warned me that the villagers in this village were tough and it would definitely be difficult to talk to them.

Therefore, seeing that Aunt Pang was impatient, A Sheng and his friends did not dare to show their dissatisfaction.

After all, the teacher's ideal state is to stay in this village, get in close contact with Weng De, and want to untie his knot.

They really need to go into the mountains to collect soil samples and survey the geology, preferably to find the location of the buried gold mine.

This is why their entire team was able to come here.

I came here with a work goal.

If they cannot establish good relations with the local people, it will be quite disadvantageous and passive for them to carry out their subsequent work.

Ah Sheng quickly took out a stack of work permits and letters of introduction from his backpack.

Handing it to Aunt Pang, "Hello, Auntie, you must be the wife of the village chief of Peijia Village. Here are our work permits and letters of introduction. We are from the National Geological Exploration and Research Center. This is my teacher Weng Chenggu. We are all his graduate students and also staff members of the Institute of Geology."

When Aunt Pang heard that they were from some country or some research center, her expression calmed down and she no longer showed any impatience.

Instead, he forced a smile and said, "Ah, is that so? Then you guys go sit in the yard for a while. My old man has gone to the village to shout on the loudspeaker. He should be back soon. You guys go in and wait for a while."

As he said that, he pulled Alai into the yard first and said, "Alai, what's going on?"

Alai shook his head, "Aunt, I don't know either. Zhuzi told me to find Weng De and bring him to your house, and then we ran into this group of people at the door before we even had time to enter your yard! One of them seemed to be Weng De's uncle, but Weng De obviously had a grudge against him and didn't recognize him!"

"Ah!" Aunt Pang exclaimed first, then stole another glance to the back, "No wonder! I was wondering when that young man introduced his teacher as Weng something, how come there are so few people with this surname today? It turns out that he is Teacher Weng's uncle!"

"Aunt, please keep your voice down. Don't let Weng De hear you. I think he's very angry."

Alai lowered his voice.

Aunt Pang nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "I know, I know. I am your auntie who is very good at reading people's expressions. Don't worry, I will make sure that our teacher Weng will not suffer any loss!"

Weng Chenggu and his students: …

Wend: ...

Is there a possibility that they have already heard it?

The yard is only this big. Even if Aunt Pang and Alai took two steps first, it's only this short distance. Do you two think that with so many of us here, we won't be able to hear you whispering at this short distance?

"Ahem, hey, old lady, what are these?"

Along with the sounds of two clearing throats, the voice of the village chief Pei Mingzhi was heard behind the crowd.

"Boss, you're back just in time. These people are from some national research center, and I can't read a single word. Since you're back, you should entertain them. I haven't finished feeding the piglets in the back yet, so I'll go and feed them."

As she spoke, the fat aunt poked Alai's arm, indicating that she had mentioned the matter of Wander.

Alai looked at Aunt Pang in astonishment. "Didn't you say you wouldn't let Weng De suffer any loss? Why, as soon as the village chief came back, you didn't even explain the facts to them at the beginning?"

"Hello, Village Chief Pei. Actually, we met yesterday at the gate of the State-owned Hotel. I wonder if you still remember?"

When Ah Sheng mentioned this, Pei Mingzhi was still a little hesitant.

But Alai remembered it completely.

No wonder these people looked familiar.

Aren’t they the group of people she said yesterday who had a very similar aura to Weng De?

I didn’t expect that among this group of people, there was actually Weng De’s uncle.

This world is really neither big nor small.

They were already in such a remote place, yet these uncle and nephew, who had a grudge against each other, still met each other.

What do you think this is?

"Ah, now that you mention it, I do have some impression of him. It was the table in the corner."

"Hey, it's you. It's just that we didn't know you were the head of Pei Village at that time, otherwise we should have come up to you and met you yesterday."

"Oh, I don't deserve that title. You all come from big cities, you intellectuals, you experts. I'm just a country bumpkin. I'm the same as the others, the village chief. I just farm the land. I don't know what you guys are doing in our village this time?"

Pei Mingzhi is now more talkative than before.

In fact, he did have some wisdom in the past, but he was dealing with farmers in the village, so there was no need to use his so-called wisdom. He was the village chief, and if he wanted someone to obey him, he just had to yell at them and scold them.

But now, as I spend more time in contact with Daxian, I encounter more and more people and things. Simply put, my social circle has also expanded.

They are the public security officers, the commune cadres and the like. It is impossible for them to remain silent.

Look, when he wants to joke and socialize, he can just say this.

"Village Chief Pei, here are our work permits and letters of introduction. We are here at the request of our superiors to investigate the aftermath of the wildfire in Shennong Mountain in Shannan and the damage to the geological soil. We may need to stay in your village for a while. After all, at present, the nearest village that can provide a place to live and is convenient for our staff to enter the mountain is only your Peijia Village. The villages in Qinhou Mountain cannot be relocated for the time being."

As Ah Sheng spoke, he put the stack of certificates and letters of introduction back into the village chief's hands.

The village chief lowered his head and took a look. Wow, all the work units had Chinese characters starting with "国" (national unit), and the bright red stamps were all the same.

He is truly a great expert and intellectual from the capital.

If what he said just now was a compliment, now after seeing the work permit and letter of introduction, Pei Mingzhi was really impressed.

Ordinary people these days still admire intellectuals. Although in previous years many educated youth were sent to the countryside and caused many jokes in the villages, ordinary people still envy scholars deep down.

Didn’t the educated youth who were able to return to the city all go back to the city as soon as the movement ended?

Eating commercial grain, wearing Mao suits, having a stable job, and receiving a salary from the government... This is a status that all farmers who work hard in the fields envy all their lives.

Even if some educated youth did not return to the city, the children in those families were at least better off than those in families without them. Why? Since most educated youth had been to school, how could they not teach their children to read and write?

Otherwise, why would the whole village be so excited when the immortal said he wanted to build a primary school in the village?

This means that their children also have the opportunity to read and learn to write.

The topic had strayed a bit, and Pei Mingzhi looked at everyone's work ID with a complicated look, then carefully handed the IDs back to them, and then said to Aunt Pang, "Old lady, why don't you serve some tea to the guests?"