Liu Cuiying came to tell her that Lian Yuqing had been tutoring Meng's son in English recently.
With a turn of her eyes, Cheng Weiwei came up with an idea, ran to Xu Qiuhong's house, and volunteered to help Meng Qiming with his studies.
Xu Qiuhong: "This..."
Cheng Weiwei smiled gently: "Xiaoming, although I am a music teacher, I can also teach you Chinese and mathematics."
Meng Qiming already had excellent grades, so there was no need for tutoring in Chinese and math, so he refused.
Cheng Weiwei was not discouraged: "I have always been very good in high school. Don't worry, I am confident that I can teach you, and I won't charge you any money."
Meng Qiming frowned. Was Cheng Weiwei implying something about Lian Yuqing? That wouldn't do. He was already Lian Yuqing's number one fanboy.
"Teacher Cheng, no need. Aunt Lian is more than qualified to teach me. She is not only good at English, but also Chinese and math. She can definitely go to university and teach me."
Cheng Weiwei left the Meng family with a grim look on her face.
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"You did a good job this time." Meng Qinghai patted Wei Dong's shoulder and said happily.
Wei Dong said nothing, but stood upright by the side, his back as straight as a young poplar.
Meng Qinghai was no longer surprised. Wei Dong, this young man, was already very old. Even if he came from a humble background, he would be able to achieve great things in the future. It was just that he was too taciturn.
"I got a bonus of 1,000 yuan as a reward for winning first place in this performance. I will give you 10 yuan and give the rest to the soldiers below."
When talking about the honors he received, Wei Dong did not show any joy on his face, and even had no expression, "No need, it's all gone."
There are more than 500 people in a battalion, and one thousand yuan is not much left, not to mention that he took away some of it.
At this moment, in Meng Qinghai's own office, with no one else around, he spoke bluntly, "Dongzi, what should I say to you? Before you got married, you didn't want these things, but now that you're married, why don't you consider your wife?"
Wei Dong continued to remain silent.
Meng Qinghai was a little disappointed, "Don't blame me for not listening to you. Your wife is a spoiled child. She can endure hardships with you for a few years. Can you guarantee that she is willing to endure hardships for the rest of her life?"
After a while, Wei Dong said, "Old Meng, thank you very much."
"It's your own fault, it's none of my business!"
Soon, the awards and certificates came down, and the news spread throughout the staff quarters. Everyone said that Wei Dong was a well-deserved soldier king.
From time to time, people came after Lian and Qing Xi on the road, which made her look confused.
Only after asking during the meal did she understand. She looked at the calm man opposite her and thought, he's quite patient.
"I got a bonus of 10 yuan, and I plan to send 10 yuan back home." Wei Dong said this, but his eyes were fixed on Lian Yuqing.
"You can do what you want with the money you earn." She really didn't care. He risked his life to earn the money, so she had no right to ask about it. What's more, she was just a fake wife.
"Is there anything you want to buy?" Wei Dong asked her.
Lian Yuqing held up his chin and said, "No, my clothes and shoes are not good-looking, and my skin care products are hard to use..."
Wei Dong's eyes dimmed. The troops were located in a remote area. How could they be compared with the capital?
"Hey!" Lian Yuqing's spirit light appeared, she grabbed her long black and smooth hair and said excitedly: "I want to perm my hair."
But Wei Dong immediately thought of the charming and enchanting pictorial girl and said with a dark face: "No!"
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