Chapter 98 The Shen family is really awesome!
"I'm sorry, I never have empathy for people who hurt me. Everything you're doing now is your own fault."
Liu Yeju hugged Jiang Wanwan's legs and said, "It's not me who wants to harm you, it's Jiang Lian. I didn't know there was musk in the package. It's not me who wants to harm you."
She cried so pitifully, looked haggard and full of remorse.
Jiang Wanwan, however, doesn't look pitiful at all.
"Are you sure you want to identify Jiang Lian? From what I know about you, she must have given you a lot of benefits before you agreed to her request. Where are those benefits now?"
Thinking of the thirty yuan, Liu Yeju let go of her hand. She looked at Jiang Wanwan in disbelief: "...How did you know?"
Jiang Wanwan gave a mocking smile: "Sister, people like you will not do anything without benefits. If Jiang Lian doesn't give you benefits, how can you do things for her? Considering that you are my former sister-in-law, I would like to give you a piece of advice. You have already seen Jiang Lian's viciousness.
If you betray her and don't want her to take your things back and then skin you alive, just act like a mute and keep the matter to yourself. ”
Jiang Wanwan put her finger to her lips: "Shh..."
Liu Yeju's dry and chapped lips moved, but she didn't dare to utter a single syllable.
The money has already gone into her mother's pocket. If Jiang Lian wants the money back, what will happen to her six brothers and nephews?
Shen Erzhu rushed over and pulled Liu Yeju away: "I'm sorry, sister-in-law."
Shen Erzhu and Liu Yeju divorced.
This matter caused a big uproar in the production team. There were not many divorces these days, and divorce in a family was a rare event in the surrounding area.
On the day of their divorce, the Liu family sent someone to take Liu Yeju away. Liu Yeju was still crying when she left and almost died.
The six-year-old Gou Nuo, holding his sister Huo Nuo, watched Liu Yeju being taken away without any reaction.
The news that Liu Yeju buried musk in Jiang Wanwan's room spread like wildfire. Everyone felt that Liu Yeju was really vicious and actually wanted to prevent her from having children.
After Liu Yeju left, Jiang Wanwan took Erzhuzi's car to the county town and did three things.
The first thing was to ask Grandpa Jiu to find a skilled craftsman to make a bracelet with musk, and then mail it to Jiang Lian under the name of Jiang Nancheng.
The second thing was to let Grandpa Jiu use the money from selling the glazed scroll jar to Aunt Zhushu to buy some pencils, erasers and extracurricular books.
The third thing was to rent a small courtyard in the county town in the name of Erzhuzi. The courtyard was in the alley, with two camphor trees outside the door and a well in the courtyard. It was not close to restaurants and department stores, but it could be reached in about 20 minutes on foot.
In two months, Qin Xiao's belly will be showing, and she will have to move out before she becomes pregnant. Jiang Wanwan has rented a house for her in advance.
After the beginning of spring, the ice and snow outside melted quickly, and the roads in the production team became muddy and difficult to walk on. Ge Hongling followed the easier road and came to Old Shen's house.
As she entered the yard, she heard the sound of reading aloud.
The four children of the Shen family, three girls and one boy, were sitting in the yard. They sat on small stools, using benches as tables, with textbooks in front of them, and were reciting multiplication formulas while shaking their heads.
The youngest one was washed clean and had two small buns on his head. He did not feel any pain at all about being separated from his mother.
Jiang Wanwan, who was harmed by Liu Yeju, was the one holding a math book and teaching the children to read.
At the beginning of spring, the team leader selected Ma Chunli and Fu Yanhong as teachers for the production team. The team converted the vacant dormitories for female educated youth into a school. The school and teachers were arranged, but there were no students. Ge Hongling, the women's director, was appointed to come to the team to mobilize students to study.
She visited several families, but none of them were willing to let their children study there.
Who would have thought that the Shen family was so conscious that not only the boys but also the girls were reading: "Very good, children in the new era must study."
Ge Hongling nodded with satisfaction.
Jiang Wanwan only then saw her: "Director, you are here, please sit down."
Seeing someone coming, Huo Nuo stole a glance at Ge Hongling, and Gou Nuo patted her bench desk: "Huo Nuo, have you forgotten what Teacher Jiang said? We need to concentrate on memorizing."
Huo Nuo immediately stopped distracting himself and started reading a book.
Ge Hongling didn't sit down: "Our brigade is also going to set up a school, will your children go?"
"Go ahead, Director. I have asked my relatives to mail a lot of extracurricular books from Beijing. I plan to donate them all to our team. Anyone who wants to read can borrow books and return them after borrowing. This way, all the children can read books." Jiang Wanwan stood up and led Ge Hongling to her room.
I originally wanted to ask Grandpa Jiu to help mail some textbooks, but I didn't expect him to contact the local primary school and donate a batch of books, including math, Chinese, and English, as well as many inspirational stories, fables, and Xinhua dictionaries. They just arrived in the past two days.
The books were neatly placed on the kang. Ge Hongling excitedly touched the 90% new books and said, "Comrade Jiang, I want to thank you on behalf of the organization!"
"Director, you are so polite. It's my honor. This is not all my credit. It was my kind-hearted relative and the help of Beijing Primary School that made this possible."
Jiang Wanwan also hopes that the backward educational resources here can improve.
Ge Hongling didn't know what to say. She hugged Jiang Wanwan with tears in her eyes and said, "I'll tell the captain about this. He will definitely be very happy."
When Zhang Hongri learned that Beijing Primary School had sent a batch of books, he could not sit still and asked Erzhuzi to take the books away in a donkey cart. He returned to the team and discussed with the accountant. He directly rewarded the old Shen family with 100 kilograms of sorghum, two enamel jars printed with "Sunset Red", and two notebooks.
Sorghum tastes bad, but it is filling. Most importantly, the brigade gave us so much sorghum as a reward, which brought honor to our family.
The weather has been warmer these days, so Old Lady Shen would take a teacup with the words "Red Sunset" printed on it and sit under the big willow tree in the team.
Old Mrs. Shen is a very old-fashioned person and doesn't interact with others much. But recently she likes to go out more, and everyone likes to ask her about Liu Yeju and Jiang Wanwan.
Old Lady Shen did not avoid suspicion. She lifted the lid of the enamel teacup and took a sip of water. "Liu Yeju is not a human being. She is lazy and has a bad heart. My fourth daughter-in-law is stupid. She gives out delicious food and drinks to everyone. She doesn't know how to fight for the good things at home. Do you know the books she donated to the team? They are expensive. There is also postage for mailing them here. I saw the numbers on the back of those books. One book costs several yuan."
There was an immediate gasp from the crowd, "Oh my God, several dollars for a book?"
"Is there silver or gold in the book? It's more expensive than white rice and flour?"
"That's right. My family doesn't even spend 50 cents a month. Is that thing really that expensive?"
"Mrs. Shen, you are not bragging!"
Old Mrs. Shen was not angry either. Now the organization had rewarded her family with sorghum rice and enamel pots. She was holding the enamel pot in her hand, and the books donated by her family were placed in the brigade school. She was even more different from ordinary old ladies.
Be polite and have self-cultivation: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the team leader. Books are good things. If you study hard, my grandchildren will have the opportunity to eat commercial grain. It's our generation that will suffer. No matter what, we can't let our children follow us, working hard in the fields to dig for food."
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