"What should I do? Brother Yan, God is busy with me!

I might have to go back to work as soon as my leg heals, and then I’ll have to face He Xiaoyue, that mother…”

Having said that, Lin Laosan immediately covered his mouth.

Shi Yan rarely joked:

"What? You don't want to call me a tigress anymore?"

Lin Laosan looked a little embarrassed.

"After all, He Zhiqing is my savior. If I call her a tigress again, I'd be a complete wretch!

But even if she is my savior, I can't lie against my conscience!

Brother Yan, you don’t know, queuing up with her to work is really fatal! "

Shi Yan couldn't help laughing when hearing this exaggerated tone.

But he still comforted:

"Don't worry, the captain won't let you go to work for the time being. Have you forgotten about raising silkworms?"

"But raising silkworms is actually not that difficult. You can basically do it by yourself. Look, I haven't been able to help you much these past few days."

Lin Laosan didn't even dare to hold out hope.

"Don't worry, the captain will agree."

Shi Yan said it with great certainty.

Because he had already decided to give up the quota for workers, peasants and soldiers to study abroad, but it would be a pity to waste such a good opportunity.

So he planned to let Lin Weiguo report Lin Lao San.

Since we are recommending Lin Laosan, he must be involved in silkworm breeding.

Otherwise, when the time comes, Lin Laosan won’t know anything about anything, so how can he shut others up?

But nothing has been decided yet, so it’s not easy to tell Lin Lao San.

Even though Shi Yan didn't say it explicitly, Lin Laosan still felt a lot more at ease because of his trust in him.

…

Shi Yan did what he said. That afternoon, when Lin Weiguo came home from work, he told Lin Weiguo about this matter.

"What? You want to give this credit to my third child? That's a place in college!"

Lin Weiguo scratched his ears, thinking he had misheard.