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

"This kid is very energetic. Is this your little son, brother?"

Weng Chenggu had seen this teenager, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, before. Needless to say, he looked 60% similar to Pei Mingzhi.

They had all seen Pei Mingzhi’s eldest son, so this young man they had never seen could only be the youngest son.

I heard that the village chief has a young son who is an apprentice in the commune's match factory. It seems that he has the hope of becoming a regular employee this year. I guess this child is the one.

"It's my youngest son, Pei Guoan. He's an apprentice in a match factory. He usually lives in the dormitory in the factory and only comes back once a month. His mother missed him very much this time. Our village has changed a lot in the past month, so I thought of letting this boy come back to see us, so that he won't forget his home when he returns."

"It's time to come back and visit. Come, kid, this is our first meeting and I didn't prepare any gifts. It's really rude. I'll buy you some candy to sweeten your mouth."

As he spoke, Weng Chenggu stepped forward and stuffed a big black ten into Pei Xiaoyao's pocket.

"Hey, hey, no! How can this be possible?"

Pei Mingzhi saw it with his sharp eyes and hurried forward to take out ten yuan from his younger son's pocket.

Weng Chenggu grabbed his hand and said, "Brother, you think this is too little for me?"

"Well, you said that, you know that's not what I meant."

"Since you don't think it's too small, I've already stuffed it into the child's pocket. What's the point of you still taking it out?"

"He's just a kid, how can he take so much money from you?"

"You also said that he is still a child. As an elder, what's wrong with me giving him 10 yuan to buy some candy? Since he calls me uncle, he should take the money. Even though you are his father, you can't reject me on behalf of Xiaoyao!"

"Oh, you, you - okay, okay, I won't pay it back!"

Pei Mingzhi had no choice but to yell at his youngest son, "Why don't you thank Uncle Weng quickly, you little brat? You are so mature that you didn't even say a word when you saw the money."

"Thank you, Uncle Weng. You are so nice!"

Pei Xiaoyao and his eldest son Pei Guohua are two completely different types, one in heaven and the other in hell.

The youngest son is sweet-talking, good at speaking, has a great eye for colors, and is quick-witted.

This also explains why the younger son went to the commune's match factory and the older son stayed at home.

When it comes to dealing with people, the younger son seems to be born with the ability, but the older son is different.

He is honest and simple, and can only eat the food grown in the fields at home.

Weng Chenggu also looked at Pei Xiaoyao in surprise, and then at Pei Mingzhi.

"Brother, your youngest son has inherited your true teachings!"

Pei Mingzhi understood what he said as soon as he heard it and sighed, "Before, I thought he was smart and didn't want to delay him, so I tried my best to send him to the commune. I didn't want him to be like us, living in the mountains and countryside all his life, dealing with the land all his life, and hoping that he would have a different future."

"But who would have thought——"

Pei Mingzhi didn’t say anything else.

But Weng De and Weng Chenggu also understood. Who could have thought that a person like Mo Yan would suddenly appear in their Peijia Village.

Although Peijia Village is still the same Peijia Village, it is actually no longer comparable to the Peijia Village of the past.

"The child is still young, there is still plenty of time."

Weng Chenggu didn't explain it very clearly, but those who could understand it understood it immediately.

Pei Mingzhi nodded thoughtfully, "Well, this time our whole family is also planning to hold a family meeting and have a good discussion. There is a high probability that he will come back."

Weng Chenggu nodded and smiled in agreement, "Brother, please come in and have a cup of tea. Let the children do the work."

Of course, it refers to the task of sorting books and teaching materials.

"Xiaoyao, you heard me, help Teacher Weng organize the books."

"Dad, Uncle Weng, you guys just drink tea. Brother Weng doesn't even have to do this little job. I can do it by myself."

Pei Xiaoyao patted his chest and volunteered cheerfully.

The liveliness of the young man's mind is clearly visible.

When Weng De saw Pei Xiaoyao like this, the first person he thought of was Alai, who was about the same age, but much more mature than him.

It seemed that when he first met Alai, who was a few years younger than Pei Xiaoyao today, a few years ago, he rarely had such a bright smile on his face.

It turns out that children who experience hardship are very different from children who have the care and protection of their families.

Pei Mingzhi and Weng Chenggu went into the house.

Outside, Pei Xiaoyao began to take the initiative to get close to Weng De. He was eager to know if the Mo Yan mentioned by his father and Uncle Weng was the Mo Yan he knew?

"Brother Weng, leave it alone, don't occupy your hands, I'll do it!"

"Let's do it together. It's quite heavy. It will be faster if we both carry it in together."

"Uh, that's fine. Brother Weng, you just said that the people in our village followed Sister Mo Yan into the mountains?"

His father and Guochao's father are brothers from the same clan, so even though he is younger, he and Guochao are cousins. According to seniority, he should call Mo Yan sister-in-law, if the Mo Yan they are referring to is the Mo Yan he is thinking of.

Then this name wouldn't be wrong.

If it was another person with the same name and surname, and he rashly called her sister-in-law, Weng De would definitely correct him.

I have to say Pei Xiaoyao's brain is really flexible. In just a few seconds, his mind has gone through so many circles.

Weng De didn't realize at all that he actually didn't know Mo Yan's identity at all.

Hearing him call Mo Yan sister-in-law so naturally, he instinctively answered, "Yes, a few days ago, the mountain was burned down by a fire. Those burned-out mountains are empty anyway. If we grow medicinal herbs, it can also provide additional income for the villagers. Our village's public grain has been paid anyway, and we have nothing to do now, so Sister Mo Yan just took people into the mountains."

"Where's Niuniu? Who's going to take care of such a small baby?"

"Of course Niuniu will follow us into the mountains. Sister Mo Yan will never bear to leave Niuniu alone in the village!"

Weng De answered as a matter of course, completely unaware of Pei Xiaoyao's extremely shocked look after hearing his answer.

Omg!

It really was the sister-in-law Mo Yan that he knew!

Is this a magic trick?

Sister-in-law Mo Yan is so timid that she never even looks up when she speaks, and is bullied by that family every day, yet she can't say a word?

Now, not only is he leading the entire village into the mountains to grow medicinal herbs, but he is also able to make his father and Weng Chenggu, who are obviously great cultural and intellectual people, obey his orders?

Even when writing a story, I wouldn’t dare to write it like this!

But it has become a reality in their village now. Did he go out to work for a month, or for a century?