"This is my son Zhang Jianguo, and this is my nephew Zhang Shengli. They registered together today.

This is my nephew Zhang Shuguang, Shengli's eldest brother, who is now a cadre at the machinery factory.

Because of Zhang Xiangyang, Tian Sulan has met all kinds of people.

As soon as they asked which one was her son, Tian Sulan knew that they were asking on behalf of their sons, so they would try to avoid conflicts in the future.

So Tian Sulan introduced them in great detail, telling them that Zhang Shengli was her nephew and that there was a cadre from a machinery factory in his family whom they could not afford to offend.

"These two kids are smart, unlike our snotty little brats."

"Yes! These two children are very smart. They will definitely study well and have a bright future."

"Er Shun, you're classmates from now on. No fighting in school, you hear me?"

"Zhu Zi, play more with Jianguo and Shengli at school, and learn more from them."

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Zhang Shuguang looked at Tian Sulan with gratitude. Today was all thanks to this old lady.

Some words are more appropriate when spoken by others than by yourself.

He was signing up for his younger brother, so he couldn't tell everyone he was a worker in a machinery factory!

Liulin Commune No. 2 Primary School has less than 200 students and a dozen teachers in grades one to five.

Today is the day for first-year students to register. School has not officially started yet, so there are not many people in the school.

Tian Sulan is very familiar with the teachers. While queuing up to register, Tian Sulan mentioned Zhang Shuguang again.

The school's principal, Kang, and the two teachers in charge of the first grade were very enthusiastic towards Zhang Shengli.

After registering, paying the two-yuan tuition fee, and receiving new books for the first grade, Zhang Shuguang and Tian Sulan took the two elementary school students back to Zhangzhuang.