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

"Then I'll leave it to you, uncle. When the school is back on track, we'll have all the school buildings ready, and we'll invite everyone in our village to have a big pot meal together. What do you think?"

It has been a while since Weng De had the idea of ​​treating all the villagers in Peijia Village to a meal.

I was afraid it might be too presumptuous, so I didn't dare to bring it up.

Another reason is that I haven’t found a suitable opportunity yet.

As things were going on today, Weng De happened to think that there was no better time than now to bring up this idea.

Pei Mingzhi thought about it for a while, then shook his head soon.

"It's necessary to have some fun, but we will soon start a new round of sowing. Now Ayan is leading everyone to plant medicinal herbs, so we will probably be busy for a while. Why not wait until the twelfth lunar month, when everyone starts hibernating and has nothing to do? Then, we can have a big pot dinner to celebrate your settlement and warm up for the New Year."

"Principal Weng is in poor health right now, so he shouldn't be too tired. Let's wait until the situation is completely stable before we can discuss anything. I know you want to treat everyone to a meal, and everyone understands your intention, but there is still a long way to go, so there is no need to rush!"

The village chief's words made Weng De feel even warmer.

It was obvious that everyone in the village took the affairs of their uncle and nephew to heart.

Since everyone has thought of everything they should think about.

Then he just needs to listen to the advice.

"Okay, then I'll follow your instructions."

"Well, don't worry, it's not just a big pot of rice, our whole village is waiting to drink in your and Alai's wedding wine!"

As they were talking, Ah Huang had already brought them to the school gate.

"Well, it's still early, still early!"

Wendell's face turned a little red.

He actually wanted to do it earlier, but the problem was that Alai was still young, only 17 this year. Sister-in-law Mo Yan said that they could not get married until Alai was at least 18 years old, and the prerequisite was Alai's consent.

Weng De asked Ale privately, and Ale tacitly agreed to marry him after she turned 18.

"What do you mean early? It will only be one or two years at most. You are a grown man, you have to prepare some things. Although the wedding room can be placed in the school building, this school building was originally built for you, but the other three turns and one ring, etc., at least you have to give them to Alai, right?"

"The mountain folks may not have the concept of bride price, but we have this custom in Peijia Village. Don't say that your uncle won't help you. In the mountains, it's not easy for men to marry. Why? Good girls all want to marry in richer places outside the mountains."

"The Alai girls are pretty and know a lot. They are good at everything, both at home and outside. Teacher Weng, although you are a cultured person, but in the mountains, you still need to be like the Alai to make a living. Don't you admit it?"

"Yes, uncle, you are right. I know all this. Don't worry, I won't let Alai down. I will give her whatever she wants. No, everything I have belongs to her."

"Well, if the young man has this awareness, he is a person who can live a good life. Then let me tell you, you must prepare a betrothal gift, at least three to five hundred yuan, and you must have three turns and one ring!"

"I heard that people buy jewelry for brides at weddings in other cities. You can look around for yourself. If you can buy it, that's great. If not, that's okay. Alai probably won't care about it. It's just us old people who are talkative and give suggestions."

Pei Mingzhi certainly didn't want to meddle in other people's business, mainly because he saw that Immortal Mo Yan still valued the little girl Alai very much.

In this case, he must ask for some protection for Aledo!

Although Weng De promised A Yan that he would not leave Peijia Village, he was still a man after all, and his words and vows could sometimes be regarded as bullshit.

So what’s the use of just verbal promises?

Alai is not as powerful as the immortal Mo Yan, and he cannot treat Pei Guochao badly.

If that's the case, what better way would be than for them to ask for more money on her behalf?

No matter when, a woman, as long as she has money, and Alai himself has the ability and talent to make a living, even if Weng De really becomes a heartless man like Pei Guochao one day, they can ensure that Alai's life will not be too bad.

Poor Weng De, if he knew that the village chief thought of him like this, he would probably want to take back the emotion he had felt before immediately.

"As it should be. I still have an uncle who is my elder. Alai, because of me, has no relatives left. You and everyone in the village will be her relatives from her mother's side in the future. Uncle, just treat me as a son-in-law who married into the family. In the future, Alai will have everything that others have. All the jewelry my family has will be given to Alai. Don't worry, uncle, I will be devoted to Alai and will never have two minds."

"Hey, what are you saying to an old man like me? Wait until Alai comes out of the mountain later and tell her. Oh, you are making me feel sick to my stomach."

Pei Mingzhi rubbed his arm as he spoke, looking as if he was jealous of Weng De.

This made Pei Mingzhi even more embarrassed and ashamed.

"Brother Pei, please stop teasing my honest nephew. Come in and take a look at how our new home is decorated!"

Weng Chenggu heard the voices and walked out. He just happened to hear what Village Chief Pei said to Weng De. He also heard his silly nephew's self-expression, and it looked like he was just short of swearing to the sky.

I feel too weak to complain and find it simply unbearable to watch.

Silly boy, you didn’t even realize you were being tricked.

However, Weng Chenggu did not have any dissatisfaction with Pei Mingzhi and Peijia Village.

These days, he was fully aware of everything that had happened between Wend and Alai.

He also had to admit that Wend owed Ale so much.

It's rare that the girl doesn't hate Weng De and is willing to spend the rest of her life with Weng De.

In addition, Weng De's life was saved many times by Mo Yan and the people of Peijia Village. For both public and private reasons, his life cannot be saved by him alone.

She didn't make any excessive demands, she just hoped that the husband would follow his lead and stay in this small village to be a teacher for the children's future.

This is not an excessive condition no matter where it is placed.

Now, I have to rely on others to keep my life going!

Weng Chenggu thought that after he got better, he would let him take care of the couple more.

Anyway, I will never let Weng De let Alai down.

Of course, Weng Chenggu himself felt that the probability of this happening was extremely small.

In this case, he still has to help Weng De out when it is time. He can't let this silly boy stay in such an awkward situation.

When the village chief saw Weng Chenggu coming out and heard what he said, he knew that this was the head of the Weng De family, and he couldn't stand seeing a silly boy who knew nothing.

Looking at Weng Chenggu's expression, he was just smiling and trying to help out, and he didn't seem unhappy at all. It was clear that Weng Chenggu didn't take it to heart.

Pei Mingzhi nodded secretly in his heart. He thought that this man was a benevolent person, magnanimous and not stingy. He was indeed someone who could be trusted.

With an even happier smile on his face, he replied warmly and familiarly, "I heard from Ade that it was the public security comrades who helped us move. Ade and I have also agreed that I will invite them to my house for dinner tonight as a way of thanking them for their help."

"You two just moved in today, and there's no pot on the stove yet, so we can't light the fire. Wait until you buy the pot in a couple of days, and then we'll come and help you warm the stove and the house."

"That's great! Then I'll ask Brother Pei to take care of us and host a banquet for those two public security comrades. Comrade Mo Yan just happened to pick up the package for me. There are two bottles of good Kyoto wine in it. Let's have a few drinks together tonight, okay?"

"What else is there to say? It couldn't be better!"

Pei Mingzhi laughed loudly, and then suddenly gave his youngest son on the ox cart a slap on the head, "You silly boy, why are you still sitting there like an idiot? Don't you even know how to call someone?"

"Uh--hello, Uncle Weng!"

The younger son touched his forehead and called out to Weng Chenggu obediently, but he felt very aggrieved in his heart.

It has only been a short time since he last went home. How come such earth-shaking changes have taken place in Peijia Village?

On his way back, every scene challenged his brain memory.

First, there was the old cow Ah Huang. If his memory served him well, he rode in the cart pulled by Ah Huang when he returned to the match factory after his vacation last month.

I still remember that Ah Huang looked very old. Although he was not about to die of old age, he was indeed an old cow.

Everyone in the village cherishes it very much. Those who are a little more wealthy are reluctant to let it go.

He is very frugal!

But when I saw Ah Huang again this time, it was like he was a completely different person.

And the speed it ran all the way back - Oh my God, is this the speed a cow can run?

If his father hadn't reminded him early on to hold on to his things tightly, he suspected that he would have been thrown out of the ox cart.

After finally entering the village, I saw the first stranger.

That’s right, it’s Wend.

He heard the other party calling his father "Uncle Village Chief" in a familiar voice, and then acted as if he was already a member of Peijia Village.

The village chief's youngest son, who had been silent the whole time, began to doubt his memory for the first time.

He wasn't dreaming, and he hadn't been away from home for two or three years. How come this person spoke to his father in such a familiar tone, but he had no impression of him at all and didn't know him at all!

My father calls him Teacher Weng.

His surname is Weng, and he is a teacher.

What’s even more terrifying is that, listening to their conversation, there is a school in their village?

Or is it newly made?

What he carried all the way back with Feidian turned out to be the teaching materials and books that the children in the school used?

No wonder it felt a bit uncomfortable to carry it all the way. He suspected that there were books or something inside, but he felt it was impossible. How could the villagers buy so many books?

I didn't expect it to be true.

All of this shocked him, and what was even more shocking was that their ox cart actually stopped in front of a completely new building.

It's a school.

Because not far from the gate, there is a flagpole with a red flag fluttering in the wind!

On the newly painted wall of the school building, the words "Peijia Village Central Primary School" are clearly written.

This central primary school is very soulful.

Originally, I wanted to call it Niu Niu Primary School or Zai Zai Primary School, but it was rejected by Mo Yan and Niu Niu.

Pei Zaizai thought that was too social. How could there be a primary school called Niu Niu Primary School?

Damn, if someone saw this, they would die of laughter!

As for the name Zaizai Primary School, she would accept it even if she was laughed at, but Mo Yan disagreed. She seemed to suddenly realize at this moment that the name Zaizai was not so good. It felt so weird to put it in front of primary school.

Finally it was decided to name it Peijiacun Primary School.

But it seems too ordinary, and I always feel like something is missing.

Finally, Pei Zaizai thought of the schools she attended in her previous life. In order to highlight that her school was better than other schools, she always liked to add words like experimental primary school or central primary school.

It seems that this has given this school a different look.

It is obviously totally inappropriate to call a place like Peijia Village Experimental Primary School. Moreover, the word "experimental" seems a bit excessive in this era. I guess these two words are not popular in cities!

So, Pei Zaizai decided to use the word "center".

Peijia Village Central Primary School!

After all, this school is indeed built in the most central location of the entire Peijia Village!

What's wrong with this name?

When everyone heard the word "center", it seemed that the level of the primary school was really improved!

So, happily, he let Weng De personally paint the seven big words "Peijia Village Central Primary School" on the blue brick wall with white paint.

It was these seven big words that shocked the village chief's youngest son.

Not only did their village build a school, but it also built such an awesome school?

Central Primary School!

In the surrounding area, even the primary school in the commune did not use the word "center".

Although the village chief's youngest son didn't understand the difference, he instinctively felt that it was impressive.

The next time they saw Weng Chenggu, he looked bookish, elegant and gentle, and it was obvious that he had read a lot of books. He didn't look like a person who could appear in their Peijia Village.

The village chief's youngest son was completely confused.

His father calls him the principal!

This old man, who looks like a great intellectual at first glance, is actually the principal of their primary school?

The village chief’s youngest son seemed to instantly understand the meaning of the word “center”.

I immediately thought it was no wonder that only the primary school in their village had the word "center" on it, while the others did not. That was because other primary schools, even those in the commune, were not worthy of the title!

Ahhhhh!

But why did such a big change happen in the village just after he left home to work in the match factory for a month?

And Comrade Mo Yan, is that the Mo Yan that he thought of in his mind?

It can’t be that Mo Yan.

She herself was almost bullied to death by Pei Laoya, so how could she possibly become the "Comrade Mo Yan" that her father and the big shot-like principal seemed to respect so much?

Just as these chaotic thoughts surrounded him one after another and he felt that his brain had no time to process all this information, he was hit on the forehead.

Then he heard his father asking him to call someone.

The village chief's youngest son already knew that the principal's surname was also Weng, and that he was a relative of Mr. Weng Deweng, so he instinctively called out, "Hello, Uncle Weng!"