Wen Sihe told him everything about Aunt Mole, and the old man was so excited that he trembled all over.
"Did they say when they would pick me up?"
The old man looked expectant, and Wen Sihe said with some embarrassment: "I didn't ask about this, but now, Li Zhiqing and Niu Zhiqing have settled down in the school.
The two old teachers next door also have a grandson, and they are about the same age as the eldest son in Sister Guihua's family.
Because the two old teachers often work overtime at school, they asked the mole lady to help pick up and drop off the children.
She said she would give her 15 yuan a month, and would pick her up in the morning and evening, and also provide breakfast and dinner for her.
The mole-bearing lady didn’t want it, and only begged the two old teachers to help bring the eldest child into the red-raising class.”
Aunt Mole really treats the two children as her own.
So they spared no effort to take care of them. The two old teachers were also very loyal and righteous. They were very moved when they learned about the relationship between them.
With a wave of his hand, he agreed!
Most of the people living nearby are teachers from several schools. After the two old teachers’ promotion, people from several other courtyards also wanted to ask Aunt Mole to help pick up and drop off their children.
"Auntie is very busy now, carrying little Niuniu on her back. Fortunately, the Yuhong class is not far away, only two alleys away.
Oh, and here is the letter from Auntie. She should have told you the details in the letter."
The old man suppressed his excitement and slowly took the letter with trembling hands.
Just as it was opened, the embarrassing scene appeared again.
He rubbed his hands and looked at Wen Sihe embarrassedly: "I am a little illiterate......"
At this moment, the old man regretted very much. Why didn’t he listen to the mole lady and go to the literacy class to study?
Lu Zhiye took the letter with a smile, glanced at it, and said to the old man in surprise: "Mrs. Mole said that she wants you to go there to help in September."
The old man jumped three feet high in excitement: "Is this true? Xiaoye, you are not lying to me, are you?"
"Uncle, it's written here in black and white.
The old lady said that she was too busy over there because she cooked delicious food and knew how to match meat and vegetables.
Many people don’t have time to cook for their children, so they just want to send their children over to eat with her.
This will give her more work.”
The old man rubbed his hands happily and said, "Okay, I got it. You guys can help her, um... make a phone call.
How do I buy the train ticket? When do I go?
Why wait until September? I think I can go now.”
As he was talking, he wanted to go home to pack his bags.
Lu Zhiye quickly stopped him and said, "Uncle, the teachers are on holiday now, so there is no need for Aunt Mole to look after the children.
The reason why Auntie doesn't let you go now is because she's afraid of adding burden to Li Zhiqing and the others."
After all, an adult man has to take care of his eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. The city is not like the countryside. If you grow some vegetables at home and get some food every year, you can get by by living frugally.
In the city, you need food coupons to buy food, and even toilet paper requires coupons.
In some places, you need a ticket to use the toilet, like where Li Guihua and her friends live. They have to queue up to use the toilet early every morning.
But it’s not as convenient as in the countryside.
If the old man went now, it would cost a lot of money for his food and drink for the next one or two months.
The old man knew exactly what the mole lady was planning.
He patted his clothes and said, "That's right, I'll go and sort out the things at home.
Oh, by the way, Xiao Wen, you just said those were all teachers’ children.
He must have a high level of cultural knowledge. I am an illiterate who knows nothing. I hope I won't teach other people's children bad things.
No, no, I have to go to literacy class for more than a month. "
The old man did it right away. He rushed to the brigade headquarters as if he was on a hot wheel.
For a long time afterwards, people in the village noticed that the old man, who had been listless before, now looked radiant.
Some gossipy aunts speculated: "Do you think Mole's husband is hooking up with the widow again?
Otherwise, your face would be full of rosy glow every day, which is very different from before."
After all, he has a criminal record, so the villagers are not wrong to make such speculation.
Another man smacked his lips and said, "The widow at the end of the village is still charming. It's no wonder that Mole's family has such an idea."
No one echoed his words. The people sitting around him all shrank their heads and lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
The man threw the melon seed shells in his hand to the ground with some dissatisfaction: "Why are you guys silent?
Am I wrong in what I said? "
The next moment, the man felt a sharp pain in his ear: "Ouch, ouch, which bastard......"
Turning his head to look at the person behind him, the man was like a rooster with its neck pinched, and the words on his lips stopped abruptly.
He smiled ingratiatingly: "Wife, why are you back?"
The woman behind him used even more force in her hands: "You still have the charm, right? You also have this dirty idea, right?"
"I swear to God, I didn't..."
The woman grabbed his ears, and he left with a hunched body and a bitter face.
A gloating laugh came from behind him, which made the man so angry that he jumped to his feet.
Just at this moment, the old man came out of the literacy class, and an aunt shouted at the top of her voice: "Mole's son, you look so rosy all day long, did something happy happen to you?"
Everyone's eyes were on the old man. He coughed twice and straightened his body subconsciously: "It's not a happy event, it's just that my mole wrote me a letter.
Said he wanted to take me to Beijing to stay for a few days......"
A stone caused a thousand ripples. Several aunts couldn't help but click their tongues and said, "Going to Beijing? The round trip train ticket will cost a lot of money.
Food, clothing and other expenses are all expensive there. Can Li Zhiqing and his people afford to support you?"
"That's right. I heard that your mole sold his job a while ago. Even if he lives off his savings, how long can he live off it?"
The old man raised his chin and was about to tell others about his wife picking up the baby when he was interrupted by a steady male voice.
"Uncle, I'm going to call Niu Zhiqing. Would you like to go and say a few words to Auntie?"
Lu Zhiye stood not far away and shouted in a deep voice.
When the old man heard him ask this, how could he care about bragging to others?
I ran as fast as I could, looking at their receding backs.
The villagers were angry: "I have lived for so many years and have never left the city."
"This Mole's family is so lucky. Not only did Mole go to the city, but even her husband wanted to go for a stroll..."
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