Shi Meiling pouted.
"They deserve it; like father, like son."
"What kind of good character can a man like An Fugui raise in his son?"
Wang Zhaodi and Tian Cuie nodded in agreement as they thought about what An Fugui had done in his youth.
"Who says otherwise? An Fugui is a scoundrel, what a scoundrel! Bah!"
Tian Cuie also talked about those days.
“I heard Baogen say that the old man was not supposed to have his property confiscated, as he had already donated most of his assets.”
It was An Fugui who reported it, which is why they sent them over.
Shi Meiling sighed.
“We suspected him from the beginning, and everyone in the family was very worried.”
Only An Fugui laughed for no apparent reason; he probably wanted to report it a long time ago.
The old man seemed to have known all along that An Fugui had ulterior motives towards the family, and he took precautions against him in every way.
In the end, he won't get a single penny of his family fortune.
"No more, a thousand or eight hundred is enough to keep, but that doesn't guarantee wealth and status."
Wang Zhaodi sneered.
"Heh, he probably thinks he can get money by reporting it."
Shi Meiling was stunned.
"Did he really get the money?"
"Impossible. If he had money, wouldn't he be making it public?"
Shi Meiling thought about it and agreed, and continued embroidering the fabric in her hands.
"Zhimeng, look, did I embroider these strokes correctly?"
Zhuang Zhimeng took the fabric embroidered by her mother-in-law and looked at it.
"Mother, this is not right. There's an extra stitch here."
"I understand, I'll unravel it and embroider it again."
Zhuang Zhimeng then looked at the embroidery done by the other people.
"I plan to spend two days learning and familiarizing myself with it."
On the third day, they began to formally embroider on the fabrics.
I believe we can both accomplish this.
The others felt very confident after hearing this and quickly started practicing.
"If anyone is thirsty, there is tea and hot water prepared in the house. Go and pour yourself a drink."
Shi Meiling laughed.
"Alright, we all know, Teacher Zhuang."
"Haha, Mom, I'm so embarrassed."
"Don't be shy, you're our little teacher now."
Everyone laughed.
Tian Cuie looked up at Zhuang Zhimeng.
"Yeah, what's there to be embarrassed about? Teacher Zhuang's voice is so lovely!"
Zhuang Zhimeng then smiled and nodded.
"Okay, I'll be Teacher Zhuang for now."
Zhuang Zhimeng then gave each person some pointers.
Look at your watch.
"Let's stop here this morning and come back at 2 PM. We'll finish at 6 PM."
If I have something to do on a particular day, I'll let you know in advance, and I'll take the day off.
Shi Meiling asked her daughter-in-law.
"Zhimeng, is this the time every day?"
"Yes, unless there are special circumstances, this is the fixed time period."
Wang Zhaodi also asked Zhuang Zhimeng.
"Zhuang Zhiqing, can we take the fabric we used for practice home?"
Zhuang Zhimeng thought about it.
"Sure, take it back. You can practice it again when you have time."
Each person took a piece of cloth and went home.
Zhuang Zhimeng took the grass seeds and the written formula to the brigade headquarters.
"Uncle Baogen, these are the grass seeds I left behind."
Once the weather gets a little warmer, you can plant them.
These grass seeds seem to grow very easily; you don't need to do anything with them, just scatter them in the soil.
An Baogen took the kraft paper, opened it, and took a look.
"I've never seen these grass seeds before?"
Zhuang Zhimeng remained unfazed.
"I found this grass by chance on the mountain. There wasn't much of it, so I thought I'd try feeding it to Da Hua."
I discovered that the big-flowered grass especially loved to eat it, so I made sure to collect the seeds.
An Baogen nodded and took out the agreement.
"Let's sign the agreement first. As for the formula, you can give it to us when the grass grows."
Zhuang Zhimeng took out the formula.
"I brought everything. I'll give it to you after we sign the agreement."
An Baogen laughed when he heard that.
"You little rascal, would Uncle Baogen ever trick you?"
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled.
"Haha, Uncle Baogen, aren't we here to have an explanation?"
"Hehe, then sign it now."
Zhuang Zhimeng took the agreement and read it carefully.
"No problem, we can sign here, right?"
"Yes, just sign your name and put your fingerprint on it."
Zhuang Zhimeng signed two copies of the agreement, and after signing her name, she handed them back to An Baogen.
An Zaimin took out two hundred yuan and handed it to Zhuang Zhimeng.
“Zhuang Zhiqing, sign your name on the receipt, and you can take the money.”
"OK."
Zhuang Zhimeng signed her name, took the money, and gave the formula to An Baogen.
"Uncle Baogen, how's the electricity situation?"
"I've already applied, and someone will come to install the utility poles in the next couple of days."
"Uncle Baogen, I'll be going now if there's nothing else."
An Baogen was looking through the formula when he suddenly called out to Zhuang Zhimeng.
"Wait a minute, a newspaper will be coming to interview you in the next couple of days, so get ready."
Zhuang Zhimeng was stunned.
"What should I say if I'm interviewed like this?"
"You can talk about your experience in raising pigs or something, or praise our brigade or something."
Zhuang Zhimeng nodded with a smile.
"Now I'll know what to say."
"Yes, I have high hopes for you. You definitely won't let me down."
"Hehe, don't worry."
Zhuang Zhimeng went straight to the pigsty to see Da Hua after leaving the brigade headquarters.
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