"What's that sound?" Tang Chunlan looked out the window in confusion.

Huo Jianguo listened carefully and said, "It sounds like the sound of reading."

Huo Wenbo didn't know what he was thinking of, he hurried to the window and quickly opened it.

The sounds outside became clearer, and everyone realized that they were the children reading aloud.

"The weather is getting colder and the leaves are turning yellow. Leaves are falling from the trees one by one."

"The sky is so blue and so high. A flock of wild geese fly south, sometimes forming a V-shaped formation, sometimes a straight line..."

“…”

Outside the yard, Su Miaomiao and all the children in the village walked to the window.

The children recited the texts they had learned before in their loud voices, trying hard to make sure that people in the room could hear them clearly.

Sister Su told them that Teacher Huo was sick and needed their help.

Although they didn't know why reciting the text by Teacher Huo's window could cure Teacher Huo's illness, they were willing to try as long as there was such a possibility.

The children's voices became louder and louder. Old Madam Huo on the bed seemed to hear them as well, and her eyes moved involuntarily.

"Mom, did you hear that? The children are reciting the text to you outside." Huo Jianguo understood Su Miaomiao's intention and hurriedly stepped forward and half-knelt in front of Mrs. Huo's bed.

"Yes, grandma, listen to the children's voices. They never had a teacher before, and it was because of you that they learned to read. Now that you have become their teacher, you can't give up halfway." Huo Xinyuan also stepped forward immediately.

Old Madam Huo tilted her head slightly towards the window.

Su Miaomiao, who was standing outside the yard, noticed the movement in the house and simply used her lips to signal the children to recite louder.

For a moment, the whole courtyard was filled with the childish voices of children reading.

Mrs. Huo, lying on the bed, listened to the recitation over and over again, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

His lips opened and closed, but although no sound came out, his black eyes seemed to have a little more light.

“…”

Since that day, Mrs. Huo started to eat on her own initiative, and on the third day she was able to force herself to get out of bed.

On the fourth day, she insisted on going back to school to attend classes.

Huo Jianguo and the others were worried that her body couldn't take it and wanted her to rest at home for a few more days, but Su Miaomiao agreed.

When people are extremely sad, having something to do can help distract their thoughts.

Moreover, children are naturally enthusiastic, and staying with them can reduce a lot of worries.

Facts have proved that Su Miaomiao's decision was correct. After attending school for a few days, Mrs. Huo's mental state was obviously much better than before.

Everyone watched her regain her spirits, and the heavy burden in their hearts finally fell.

“…”

During this period, the recruitment of staff for the pharmaceutical factory canteen has reached the final stage.

Yun Feichen handed the list to Su Miaomiao, who made the final decision through the interview.

At present, the pharmaceutical factory does not have many employees, with a total of three chefs and three helpers.

Half of them were from Shimatou Village, and the other half were selected from the brigade.

Everyone doesn't have much objection to this emphasis. After all, the pharmaceutical factory will continue to develop, and they can understand that the people of Shimatou Village will be given priority at the beginning.

"Also, this is the car model I collected that is more suitable for the current situation of our factory. You can take a look." Yun Feichen handed another piece of information to Su Miaomiao.