"Old Zheng!"
Seeing this scene, the corners of her mouth twitched. Oh my god, she asked Lao Zheng and others to be supervisors to strictly control the quality, not to do hard labor.
Zheng Yong heard the shouting and looked back. Seeing that it was Jian Yuelan, he put down the stirring stick and walked over again. After taking two steps, he remembered that he was not wearing a shirt. He turned around decisively, took the shirt hanging on the tree branch and put it on before coming over.
"Why are you here at this hour?"
"I came here with Uncle Lu."
He looked at the completed foundation and then at Zheng Yong's dirty face. "Are you planning to change your career and become a construction worker?"
"No, I'm just sitting around doing nothing."
Zheng Yong smiled and said, "How about I walk around with you?"
"sure."
The two chatted as they walked, "Are you used to it here?"
"Good."
Zheng Yong is very satisfied with his current life. However, when he found that his job was being taken over and he had no way to complain, he had some very dark thoughts.
But Lao Ye called him, and it was this call that helped him get through it.
Recalling what Old Ye said, he was extremely thankful and said, "I'm grateful that I listened to Old Ye. Otherwise, I wouldn't be living the good life I have now."
"You and Lao Ye are brothers, there's no need to say these things."
Jian Yuelan said seriously, "I came here this time, firstly to see if you are used to it, and secondly, to talk to you about your son's schooling."
"Can't get in?"
"I can't get into Anxiao, but I can get into the government primary school and the fourth primary school next door."
Zheng Yong blinked. "Which of these two schools is better?"
"organ."
Jian Yuelan glanced at him and said, "But the pressure will be greater if I go to the agency."
"Why?"
"The children there are just like those at Anxiao. They focus on both quality and cultural development, and all the children are enrolled in classes."
Zheng Yong understood. This meant that if his son went to work in a government agency, he would have to enroll him in some classes.
“Is the class expensive?”
"It depends on what you're learning."
Because Dou Dou visited all the musical instrument classes in the Cultural Palace, Jian Yuelan became familiar with the teachers there and knew the tuition fees for every course in the Cultural Palace very clearly.
So I told him the cost of each course in detail.
Zheng Yong calculated his and his wife's income and their monthly expenses and found that the pressure was not that great.
My heart was suddenly relieved.
"Then apply for it. If other children have it, our children must have it too."
Jian Yuelan nodded, "Then you can discuss with Xiaojiu and the others tonight to see if they want to enroll their children in the class. If they do, we can sign up together and get a discount."
"good."
The topic ended there, and in the following time, Jian Yuelan took a tour of the entire construction site under his leadership.
After chatting with Xiaojiu and the others for a while and asking about their health, she drove back to Hongxing with Lu Guowei who came to call her back.
Then ride your bike home.
When they got home, Jane's father sat on a small stool and watched Dali and Daji playing with the siblings. When he saw her pushing her bicycle into the house, he said weakly, "You're back."
“…”
The old man seemed to be in a very low mood.
She cast a questioning look at Jane's mother who was picking vegetables at the door, "Mom, what's wrong with my dad?"
Jane's mother raised her chin slightly and nodded at Jane's father, indicating that she should ask herself.
Jian Yuelan had no choice but to squat beside Jian's father, looked at his expression, and said with a smile, "Dad, were you beaten?!"
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