In the afternoon, Tuwa carried a small pile of firewood to the backyard of the educated youth. Meng Zhiyu and others were sitting in the yard, basking in the early winter sun, each busy with their own things.
"Sister Zhiyu, Sister Li, Brother Mu, Brother Song, Brother Jiang." Tuwa called everyone present in turn, looking well-behaved and polite, without any trace of the naughty child he had before.
Meng Zhiyu told him to just throw the firewood on the ground. The pile was already very high and he couldn't put it on top. She would clean it up herself later. "Come and have a drink of water."
Tuwa carefully placed the firewood next to the pile of firewood and took the untied rope in his hand. "No need, Sister Zhiyu. It's still early. I want to pick up some more."
Watching him trot away, Li Tingman shook her head and sighed, "I don't know if they can get the minimum living allowance in their situation. Aunt Lin is weak and can't do much work, and Tuwa is young and should be of school age."
At first, she really didn't like Tuwa very much. After all, her first impression was ruined. Even though she knew that he had his reasons for doing that, at most she didn't dislike him in her heart.
Because Meng Zhiyu asked him to help collect firewood and asked Lin to help make clothes, as they got to know each other more, she gradually changed her opinion of him. Thinking of the mother and son of Zhao who were arrested, she felt sorry for him because he was a poor child.
Meng Zhiyu also considered the issue of minimum living allowance. She even asked the village chief, but the village chief was not sure whether she could apply for it and had to wait for notification from higher authorities.
"There is only a school in town. It's not safe for a Tuwa kid to go to and from school by himself. Aunt Lin hasn't made up her mind yet." Meng Zhiyu lowered her head and knitted a scarf for Zhou Songbai. He accepted his gift, so she had to give him something in return.
Li Qingqing sighed sadly, "Oh." Although she didn't say anything, everyone present knew what she was sighing about.
Mu Ziwei slammed the recliner under him with such a loud slap that Meng Zhiyu and the others couldn't help but shiver. After they reacted, they glared at him.
Mu Ziwei smiled awkwardly, rubbing his sore palms and saying, "I do have some great news to share, and I'm very excited."
Several people asked in unison, "What good news?"
Mu Ziwei cleared his throat and said, "The good news I want to tell you is not only good news for the little kids like Tuwa, but also for us educated youth."
Meng Zhiyu probably knew what he was going to say, so she calmly lowered her head to knit her scarf again, waiting for him to keep her in suspense. Li Tingman, as the older sister, was very patient and waited for him to perform. Li Qingqing and Jiang Zengzhi couldn't help it, and each pushed him, "What good news is it? Tell me quickly, I'm dying of holding it in."
Mu Ziwei was lying in the rocking chair, being pushed back and forth. After a while, he felt dizzy and begged for mercy. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you. You have no patience at all. Good news is worth waiting for, don't you know?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Mu Ziwei said quickly, "We are going to build a new primary school here."
"Really?" Li Qingqing and Jiang Zengzhi exclaimed in unison.
Li Tingman looked surprised. There was also the matter of building a new school in her previous life, but not so early. Because she also participated in the competition for primary school teachers, she remembered very clearly that the college entrance examination was resumed not long after she became a teacher. This time it was more than a year earlier.
Song Guangye was also a little surprised. He was not afraid of doing farm work, but if there was a relatively easy job to choose from, anyone would definitely want to try it.
Meng Zhiyu was not very excited, because in her opinion, as long as she was not the boss, any job was almost the same.
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