The dazzling time of rebirth

The work in this workshop is a fat job. Those aunts and aunts in the village don't want to enter the workshop. It is much easier than working in the field, and they still get full centimeters.

If people knew that Jiang Qingwan had meddled in the selection of candidates, regardless of public or private interests, I wondered whether those shrews and shrews in the village who had explosive fighting power would let Jiang Qingwan go.

Jiang Qingwan didn't know that she would be in trouble again in a few days.

At this time, Qi Zeming and Jiang Qingwan were surrounded by more and more villagers "chatting".

Later, Jiang Qingwan became more and more energetic, and saw that Qi Zeming was unable to teach the enthusiasm of the villagers, so she said that Qi Zeming had something to do before saving Qi Zeming from the crowd.

Qi Zeming was led away from the crowd by Jiang Qingwan. Jiang Qingwan took some remote paths in order to avoid being approached by others.

"The people in your village are quite interesting, but they are too enthusiastic." Qi Zeming walked on a country road, smiling and talking about the previous situation to Jiang Qingwan in front of him.

Although the villagers love to gossip, most of them are very simple.

It can be considered that Jiang Qingwan was lucky to be reborn in a village with a good atmosphere, and did not devote herself to that kind of remote mountainous area where the vicious mountains and rivers are full of troublesome people.

"They just think that Uncle Qi is from the town, so they are curious about the things in the town." Jiang Qingwan explained to the enthusiastic villagers just now.

"I understand!" Qi Zeming raised his eyebrows, and he also knew that these villagers just found it novel.

Looking at this village with green mountains, green waters and simple folk customs, a thought flashed through Qi Zeming's mind, but then he shook his head to make that thought disappear.

"By the way, I heard from my father that you and your younger brother will go to school next year?" Qi Zeming changed the subject.

Jiang Qingwan nodded, "Yes, Uncle Yan arranged for my brother and I to go to the commune primary school in the town next spring."

Qi Zeming had investigated Jiang Qingwan, so he naturally knew about Yan Changming's relationship with her.

"Have you ever thought about letting your brother go to another elementary school?" Qi Zeming asked, "Xiao Zhe goes to Jiefang Primary School in the town. He has always wanted to go to school with your brother."

Jiefang Primary School is a school for children jointly established by several factories in the town. In theory, it only enrolls the children of employees in the factories and does not accept students from outside.

Jiang Qingwan was worried about her younger brother's going to school. Although her younger brother is much better than before, he is still very introverted. Apart from being a little more lively with familiar people, he is still very nervous when meeting strangers.

It would be good if he could go to school with the little fat boy Qi Hongzhe, so that his younger brother would be able to integrate into school life more quickly with someone he knew well.

Jiang Qingwan frowned slightly, with a look of hesitation on her face, "Xiaowei is not the child of a factory employee in the town, so he should not be able to enter Jiefang Primary School."

"You don't have to worry about this. I have a way to let you go to Jiefang Primary School with your brother." Qi Zeming saw Jiang Qingwan's hesitation, and knew that she probably wanted Jiang Xiaowei and Xiao Zhe to go to school together.

Jiang Qingwan thought that Qi Zeming wanted to open the back door, thinking that this would cause Qi Zeming trouble.

Moreover, it was Uncle Yan who arranged for her to enter the commune primary school. If she and her younger brother went to Jiefang Primary School, it would disappoint Uncle Yan's good intentions.

"Uncle Yan should have already negotiated with the commune primary school. My brother and I should go to the commune primary school in Fengxi Town. Besides, it will be more troublesome to enter Jiefang Primary School. If people know that Xiaowei and I are not the children of factory employees, Uncle Qi, you will also have influence."

Qi Zeming smiled slightly, knowing that the little girl was probably afraid of troublesome him, "I can discuss it with Director Yan, and he probably won't disagree. As for the quota of entering Jiefang Primary School, it will not be troublesome at all, and it will not be troublesome at that time." Some people will say that if you are not the children of employees, you will not come to school."

The factory children’s elementary school in the town is actually a welfare for the employees in the factory. The tuition fee is half that of the commune elementary school, and the other half is paid by several factories to pay teachers’ salaries.

Therefore, this quota is very sought-after, and the review process is also stricter.

However, he happened to have two special quotas recently, which were rewarded to him by the factory, and there have been several waves of people coming to his office to seek favors from him for these quotas.

Originally, he never thought of giving this spot to the little girl and the little girl's younger brother. It was Xiao Zhe who didn't want to go to school one day and clamored to find his younger brother to play with and go to school with him, so he thought of giving them these two places.

Qi Zeming explained the origin of this quota to Jiang Qingwan, which dispelled her original doubts.

Although she knew that there was such a special quota, she still felt embarrassed towards Uncle Yan.

Qi Zeming probably understood the hesitation on Jiang Qingwan's face, so he didn't let her make a decision immediately, and asked her to think about it carefully.

He decided to go to the food factory to find Yan Changming after returning to the town, and explain the situation to him. After all, Xiaozhe likes Jiang Xiaowei very much, and he has to fulfill Xiaozhe's wish.

Before they knew it, they reached the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

Before getting close to the courtyard of Jiang Qingwan's house, Jiang Qingwan and Qi Zeming heard laughter in the courtyard, not only the voices of Qi Hongzhe and Jiang Xiaowei.

Jiang Qingwan recognized that the voices were Brother Su and Brother Lu, so she explained to Qi Zeming, "Uncle Qi, those inside should be some educated youths from our village."

As soon as Jiang Qingwan finished speaking, she saw a rattan ball made of bamboo rolling out of the gate of the courtyard.

A few small figures appeared at the gate of the courtyard. It was Qi Hongzhe and his younger brother Jiang Xiaowei who came out to look for the ball.

There is also a Jiang Yuan at the back.

As soon as Jiang Yuan saw Jiang Qingwan, he called out, "Sister Jiang, you are back."

Qi Hongzhe and Jiang Xiaowei were originally focused on the sepak takraw ball, but when they heard Jiang Yuan's voice, they looked up, picked up the ball in their hands, and ran towards Jiang Qingwan and Qi Zeming.

"elder sister!"

"Dad, you're back!"

The two children probably had a great time playing before, their little faces were flushed, and there were still slight beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Qi Zeming looked at his son's cheerful appearance, and patted his head, "You are having a good time, you are sweating."

Qi Hongzhe's eyes were shining brightly, and his chubby little face was beaming with joy, "Dad, my brother's house is so much fun. My brother has a lot of toys that I haven't seen before, as well as beautiful comic books."

Then I did not forget to mention the sepak takraw ball in my hand, "And this ball, this is the most fun!"

"I can't tell that you, a fat man, still like to play football!" Qi Zeming teased. You must know that his son didn't like sports in the past. What he liked most was eating and playing with toys at home.

It is also because of this that my son grew chubby after eating too much and being too lazy to move.

"No, I'm not fat!" Qi Hongzhe obviously didn't like his father calling him a fat man, "Dad, can you play football? There are three older brothers who play football very well!"

Qi Zeming raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer. He didn't want his son to know that the thing he was worst at as a father was sports.