The children were talking at once and saying their names. Ming Leyao watched them introduce themselves with a smile on her face.

There are lively ones and of course shy ones, but everyone is very cooperative.

Ming Leyao experienced the innocence and enthusiasm of children.

Next, Ming Leyao led everyone to familiarize themselves with each other's names, asked them to write down their names, and then go back and write them down several times. She would check them tomorrow morning.

Then I played some games with the children, and the morning passed quickly.

At noon, the children went home to eat. Ming Leyao sat in the straw shed to organize the content of the afternoon class and took out a bun to nibble on it.

"Teacher Ming."

Huh? It was the first time that Ming Leyao heard someone call her that, and she was a little confused.

"Doctor Meng, did you go to the wrong door?"

"No, no, no, I'm here to see you. This is the letter Wen Cheng left behind when he left. It's for you."

"For me? What letter?"

"You'll see for yourself."

After saying that, Meng Chaoqing turned around and ran away without giving Ming Leyao a chance to ask questions.

Ming Leyao twitched her lips, put down the bun in her hand, opened the envelope and unfolded it.

"Le Yao, when you see this letter, I will have already boarded the train to return to the army. Thank you for your care during this period. My promise to you will always be valid..."

Thinking of what Fu Wencheng said before, I must tell him if anything happens to me...

This is what he said, right?

"This person...why can't he just say what he wants to say directly? Why does he have to be so ambiguous?"

He patted his blushing cheeks, quickly put the letter away and threw it into the space.

It turned out that he had returned to the army, and she asked why she hadn't seen him yet...

Humph, just leave if you want to. Why do you need to tell me?

The rest of the letter was basically Fu Wencheng's thanks, the words were rather rigorous, nothing wrong with them, but she could see some restraint and forbearance in them.

why is that??

Ming Leyao raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

In the afternoon, Ming Leyao started teaching with simple numbers. After teaching ten numbers, she let everyone go home after school and practice at home.

I returned home at around four o'clock. In the yard, Mr. Cui was sitting under a tree, rocking in a rocking chair. The dog was lying at his feet, his eyes slightly closed and looking a little drowsy.

Hearing the noise of her coming back, the dog immediately stood up and ran towards her, wagging its tail.

They surrounded her and whined, and two of their little paws were pulling at her trouser legs.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a snack tonight. There's someone at home now."

He whispered the promise in the dog's ear.

After the dog understood, he immediately ran away happily...

What a...

Realistic dog.

At dinner, Pang Jianyuan quietly came to Ming Leyao's home carrying a big watermelon and a pound of pork belly.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"It's for my uncle. There's no share for you."

"......"

So, love will disappear, right?

"Oh, Xiao Pang, you are so polite, so polite."

Mr. Cui was being polite, but his eyes almost popped out when he looked at the round watermelon.

"Old man."

Upon hearing his wife's voice, Mr. Cui immediately calmed down.

There is always a nemesis for every thing. Mr. Cui, who has suddenly become young again, needs to be treated by Grandma Cui.

"Ahem, Xiao Pang, how's it going?"

"Okay, okay, I came here specially to see Uncle Cui."

"Okay, you have a conscience."

The old man couldn't help himself when looking at the watermelon, so he took it and went to find his wife to discuss whether he could have a small bite.

Pang Jianyuan walked over and sat down next to Ming Leyao, telling her what he had learned today.

"I asked Director Cui about the section chief. He's pretty good at what he does. But the characters of the couple... can't be said to be bad, they just have a bit of discrimination."

"They discriminate against country people so much, why did they agree to marry Ming Yue He?"

"Well, it's for the sake of the child. When they die, they will leave a stupid son in this world with no one to take care of him. The girls in the city are very proud and don't want to marry him. So he can only look for a country girl."

"The love of parents is pitiful."

"yes..."

Pang Jianyuan also sighed, thinking back to when he and his wife had three sons, they were always straighter than others. But now, because of the piety of his children, his back is bent. Where is the contentment he had in the past?

It makes me sad just thinking about it.

Ming Leyao thought about it and finally didn't tell Ming Xiaojiang about it. Ming Xiaojiang hadn't made up his mind about this matter, and she didn't want to tell anyone about it. What if Ming Xiaojiang didn't want to?

Wouldn't it ruin the girl's reputation if I said it out loud?

After dinner, Ming Leyao thought that it would be bad to go empty-handed since it was the old man’s birthday tomorrow. After searching for a long time, she finally took out a few feet of indigo cloth, which was enough to make a top.

The people in the production team relied on earning work points and exchanging them for money and food. It was unlike those who ate commercial grain in the city, where there were people to supervise them and they also received invoices.

So I might not be able to save a few tickets throughout the year, let alone spend a few dollars to buy a piece of cloth.

When Ming Leyao came to the old house with the cloth, everyone in the house had golden lights in their eyes and wanted to grab it directly.

Now the Four Olds were being destroyed and kowtows and birthday wishes as well as extravagance and waste were not allowed. Ming Leyao handed the cloth to Grandpa Ming, said a few auspicious words, and stood aside without saying a word.

When Qian Laidie saw the cloth, she couldn't help herself and reached out to take it, but Ming Leyao slapped her hand.

"Ah, ah, Ming Leyao, you little brat dare to hit me?"

"If your aunt is a well-behaved person, no one will hit you."

"Humph, now that you've grown wings, you little brat no longer recognize your own elders?"

"Oh, isn't this what great aunt is doing, showing disrespect for elders? You even dare to snatch grandpa's things. I see that you treat this house as your own. Everything has to pass through your hands?"

Ming Leyao's words directly challenged the old lady's reverse scale. What she hated most was that someone dared to seize her power to be the head of the family.

The old lady glared at Qian Lai Di with her cloudy eyes, and reached out her hand to slap her in the face.

"What the hell? If you can't control your claws, chop them off for me."

"Mom, I didn't, don't listen to that little bitch."

"I'm not old and blind yet."

“….”

Qian Laidie stood aside with a wronged look on her face, covering her face that was hit by the old lady, and stared at Ming Leyao with poisonous eyes.

Ming Yuehe stepped forward, held the old lady's hand, and said coquettishly, "Grandma, my mother is just like that. You know she doesn't have any bad intentions."

"Good boy, have you arranged everything?"

The old lady winked at Ming Yuehe, who understood and nodded quickly, saying, "Don't worry, grandma."

"Well, go see why your second aunt hasn't come yet?"