Meng Shuan Gou's family.
"Come on! Teacher Dong's room is over here. I packed it out as soon as I got the notice!"
Meng Shuangou led the way very warmly, bringing Dong Yingying and an officer to the door of the west wing, lifted the curtain and pushed open the door with a flattering look on his face.
"The quilt is new from the inside out. The wool felt is newly cut, and the buckwheat pillow has a core that my daughter just put in, and she also sewed the pillowcase."
Rubbing his hands, Meng Shuan Gou said, "Oh, it's a blessing for our commune to have a college student like Teacher Dong come to teach at our commune primary school!"
"Don't worry, no matter what the members eat from now on, I can guarantee that Teacher Dong will eat white flour every meal, at least two meals a week, oh no, three meals a week, meat!"
The officer was from the local garrison, a company commander, and Dong Xiaoguo's former subordinate.
He received an order from his old boss to come and settle Dong Yingying, and was very satisfied with the environment.
But he still took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Meng Shuangou.
"This is what Staff Officer Dong asked me to give you. It's for Miss Dong's living expenses for the next few months."
When Meng Shuangou saw the fifty yuan, his eyes widened.
He had a greedy look on his face and swallowed several times before he reluctantly refused.
"No! No living expenses! Our place is remote, and no teachers are willing to come to teach here. Teacher Dong is willing to dedicate herself to us, so why should we ask her to pay for her living expenses?"
A little lack of patience will ruin great plans!
How could you give up the Dong family's connections for the sake of a few dozen dollars of immediate benefits?
He must let his daughter climb up the social ladder and leave this barren and desolate Gobi Desert!
"My girl! Yongli! Stop busying yourself in the kitchen and come over here and say hello to Teacher Dong!"
At the call of Meng Shuan Gou, Meng Yongli, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen.
Dong Yingying looked at Meng Yongli coming towards her and felt a slight tremor in her heart.
In her previous life, she was often troubled by Meng Yongli.
Meng Yongli was in love with Song Zhanjin, but she went crazy when she couldn't get her love. She even tricked her into the deep Gobi Desert on a snowy day, intending to freeze her to death.
Fortunately, Song Zhanjin and the people from the cadre school arrived in time to rescue her, and she was able to save her life.
Dong Yingying knew that Meng Yongli was not a good person, but then she thought that Meng Yongli did bad things because of hate caused by love, and she seemed to understand.
After all, in this life, she was unable to get the love of Song Zhanjin, and many vicious thoughts had flashed through her mind.
"Hello, Yongli!"
Dong Yingying decided to change her strategy in this life and bring her enemies from the previous life into her own camp and make them her friends.
Now, their common enemy is Lin Wanjun!
"Teacher Dong!"
Meng Yongli smiled at Dong Yingying with a calm expression, completely different from the ferocious and crazy person in her previous life.
After a few pleasantries, Dong Yingying mentioned something important.
"Are Meng Xiaohu's parents home? I want to go visit their home!"
Meng Shuan Gou looked at the officer with a flattering smile on his face.
"Look at this, as expected of a college student from a big city, she has a strong sense of responsibility. She hasn't even started working yet, but she's already caring about students!"
"Yongli, hurry up, wait for Teacher Dong to go to Meng Fugen's house... Oh no, I'll take Teacher Dong there myself!"
Meng Shuangou sighed as he led Dong Yingying out.
"Fugen is my nephew. He has a bad temper, but he's not a bad person. But his wife is not good. She despises the poor and loves the rich. She left our two children and ran off with someone else!"
Dong Yingying frowned slightly.
"This woman is unfit to be a mother. Giving birth but not raising her, what's she? What's wrong with being poor? As long as a husband and wife work hard and support each other, they can always live a good life!"
She looked determined.
"If I hadn't come, it would have been fine. But now that I've come to our commune, I won't just watch Xiaohu and Xiaohua go astray."
"Even if I have to tie her up, I will bring that irresponsible mother back and make her fulfill her motherly duties!"
She stopped and looked at the officer behind her.
"Captain Hong, please help me find someone..."
In the cadre school, Lin Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Dong Yingying had left.
Although the primary school where Dong Yingying taught was near the cadre school, at least there was some distance between them, so they didn't have to meet each other every time they looked up or down.
Also, Dong Yingying’s brain is really not very good. I don’t know what’s wrong with the original author. Why did he have to choose such a woman as the heroine?
After dinner, Lin Wanjun went to the utility room behind the cafeteria.
Xiaohu, Xiaohua and their grandmother lived in this storage room. Although it was small and cramped, it was tidy and clean. There was not a single wrinkle on the patched sheets.
"elder sister!"
Xiaohua was playing with pebbles on the ground, and Xiaohu was helping his grandmother pick vegetables.
Seeing Lin Wanjun coming in, Xiaohua threw away the stone and rushed over, hugging Lin Wanjun like a little butterfly.
"Oh, Xiaohua has gained weight!"
After weighing the small flower, Lin Wanjun spoke with a smile.
Grandma put down the work in her hands, stood up, and looked at Lin Wanjun with gratitude.
"Here we can eat well and sleep well. Both children have grown taller and fatter, especially Xiaohu. He has grown taller and taller. Look at his pants..."
I saw that Xiaohu's trouser legs just reached his calves, like a pair of cropped pants.
Lin Wanjun rubbed Xiaohu's head.
"Eat well and sleep well. In a few years, you'll grow up to be a big boy and be able to protect grandma and your sister!"
After a pause, she added.
"I can protect your mother, too!"
Xiaohu nodded heavily and took out a notebook from the bedside as if presenting a treasure.
"Sister, I've finished all the homework you assigned me. Please check it."
Xiaohu is now studying in the literacy class of the cadre school. In addition to the homework assigned by the teacher, Lin Wanjun will give him some additional difficult homework.
Xiaohu is very smart and understands things quickly.
After checking Xiaohu's homework, Lin Wanjun not only assigned him new homework, but also gave him a set of extracurricular reading materials.
The tiger was so happy that he almost jumped up as if he had found a treasure.
"I'm going on a long trip. It will take at most ten days, at most half a month. If you have any questions, please go to my husband Song Zhanjin."
As Lin Wanjun gave the instructions, she took out several feet of dark blue corduroy cloth from her bag and handed it to her grandmother.
"The New Year is coming soon. Let me make new clothes for the two children and you!"
Grandma kept saying that she couldn't do that, but in the end she couldn't persuade Lin Wanjun and had to accept the precious cloth.
Then, Lin Wanjun left five kilograms of rice for the three of them.
"Keep it away, don't let anyone see it!"
Before leaving, Lin Wanjun said, "Grandma, I'm going to the provincial capital this time to find a place for Xiaohu and Xiaohua to stay. You can come with me to take care of them!"
Seeing the worry in her grandmother's eyes, Lin Wanjun tried to comfort her with a smile.
"Don't worry, I will make sure everything is arranged properly. I'll make sure you have a place to live and that your two children can go to school. If possible, the children's mother will also be reunited with you."
Hearing this, joy burst into Xiaohu and Xiaohua's eyes.
Xiaohua hugged Lin Wanjun's legs and said happily, "Really? Sister, can we really be with mom in the future?"
Xiaohu covered his sister's mouth with a vigilant look.
"Then will he...will he come over and beat my mom up again?"
Who is he? Of course it's Meng Fugen, who is worse than an animal and unfit to be a father!
Lin Wanjun assured her, "Don't worry, I'm here. Even if he finds you, he won't dare bully your mother again!"
Grandma said yes repeatedly.
When I returned home under the moonlight, Song Zhanjin was boiling water in the kitchen.
The water has boiled, white mist is coming out from the gap in the lid, and the room is filled with steam.
Lin Wanjun immediately saw the large wooden tub used for bathing in the bedroom, and her face suddenly turned red...
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