No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Chapter 758 Another Boot on the Ceiling

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I was originally forced to come back, and I thought about this day. So I kept brainwashing her and letting her know that I have nothing to do with her. I gave her some benefits from time to time, just for the sake of being awesome. They were trying to save face, but they would hit her from time to time, and they didn't care about her. Why should I care? So I still let Aunt Jia be afraid of me! But that's not enough, she needs a little help. , Without Bangge and the others, she would be so pitiful." Ou Mengmeng closed her eyes and said slowly.

"Are you going to raise her?" Lou Xiaomo did not expect that "Qin Huairu" would say that.

"Of course not! Her temper has been established for a long time. If she wants to change it, it will be more difficult than letting Huaihua study now." Ou Mengmeng shook her head in the dark. Are you kidding me? I will raise her now. , everything is back to square one. She is not that stupid, so all the previous domestication efforts have been in vain.

To domesticate this, you need to follow a rhythm. She cannot be beaten or scolded. It can only be hung. But there is still a chance, a chance to defeat this person completely. She really didn't expect that this timing would fall on the Chinese New Year. This time must be a big blow to Jia Zhang, right? She was really ignored and no one cared that she was acting up. She was afraid that she would be worse than a deaf old lady, or almost. Now the deaf old lady doesn't go out much anymore, and no one gives her anything except herself and Silly Zhu.

"Then what do you want to do?" Lou Xiaomo felt at ease. She had blind confidence in "Qin Huairu". Although it was a question, she really just wanted to know what she wanted to do, but she didn't doubt whether it would succeed.

"Let's talk tomorrow!" Ou Mengmeng was a little sleepy. This kang was really good at heating, much better than an electric blanket.

In fact, before Ou Mengmeng fell asleep, the image of the deaf old lady appeared in her mind. This old lady had been silent for a long time. This isn't like her!

She had previously brought her goat's milk and a handful of various green vegetables. Before the greenhouse was set up, she stopped for a while, but recently she started giving gifts again, but they were all good gifts. Neither she nor Jingru would enter the old lady's house.

As for Sha Zhu coming back to deliver eggs on the first of every month, he couldn't say a few words because he was busy in the factory. At the end of the year, all the logistical advances were given to him. And no one objected. As he becomes more popular, people will naturally give him a heads up. He is no longer the stupid person he was before. Moreover, he didn't like people calling him Silly Zhu before, and he shook his fist whenever he was called in person. But now, he doesn't care anymore and just screams. Anyway, he was really stupid before. In fact, when people feel that they are really stupid, they are not actually stupid, and the possibility of being fooled again is reduced. After delivering the things, I filled in the old lady's blanks and hurried back to the factory.

The deaf old lady had approached Ou Mengmeng before, but Ou Mengmeng had been very busy. Even if school was on holiday, she was still studying at night school. During the day, I also help prepare the study room for the children in the alley, so that they can finish their homework before going out to play. The deaf old lady turned to her door several times and saw the sound of reading loudly inside.

Ou Mengmeng accidentally raised her head and saw the deaf old lady slowly walking back on crutches. She didn't pay attention, let alone throw herself into the trap for excitement. As soon as she turned her head, she forgot about it. Now that I think about it, that old lady hasn't had a demon for a long time. However, Ou Mengmeng fell asleep quickly, because there was no point in thinking about it. She always dealt with people first and then dealt with them later.

Just as Ou Mengmeng and Lou Xiaomo thought, Director Wang came to her soon, but they still didn't expect that Director Wang came in the third grade of junior high school, with Yi Zhonghai beside him. Ou Mengmeng hesitated and asked them to sit in the courtyard. It was too cold. If you go to someone else's house, the owner may not be happy. Think about it, Lou Xiao Mo, "Mo Mo, can I borrow your main room to sit in?"

"What's wrong with this?" Lou Xiaomo was startled and hurriedly opened her room. There was also a stove in her room. It was warm in the main room. She also placed chairs for Director Wang and others beside the stove. Keep them from getting too cold.

Director Wang felt at ease. She was not superstitious, and she did not think that this kind of folk custom in Beijing was feudal superstition. Although the higher-ups called for changing customs, she had been working with the masses for many years and knew that it was better to remove obstacles than to remove them. But now seeing "Qin Huairu" like this, she felt that she must be the same as herself, understand and respect him. She didn't believe that a knowledgeable and educated teacher like "Qin Huairu" would believe that.

Ou Mengmeng really didn't believe it, but she and Director Wang had similar but different ideas. Their rule in the south is that they cannot go out to pay New Year greetings in the first three days. If they have come to help in the first place, the people who have given gifts must come over to burn incense on the first morning of the first lunar month. It feels like returning a wish. This is the completion of this set of etiquette.

It's only the third year of junior high school. Yi Zhonghai brought Director Wang here. He is not afraid of bad luck and doesn't think about Director Wang? She just let Banggan take Xiaodang to play in the alley, and not go to other people's houses. Banggeng is sensible and knows that his mother does not allow him to go, there must be a reason, and he does not ask why, and the people in the courtyard also greet her with smiles, and also say that even if there is no such rule in the north, they still say it An auspicious one.

"Don't you take a break during the New Year?" Director Gang Wang also saw through the window outside, "Qin Huairu" was studying at the kang table. The table was full of books. Although she didn't know what she was studying, she was also moved. A scholar, No matter when, I am reading. The impression of her is even better.

In fact, if Director Wang went in, he would know that among Ou Mengmeng's books, there is also a technical book, and she is helping technician Xiaotang write lesson plans. Technician classes have to be held at the beginning of the new year. Xiaotang and the others' technological innovations are still continuing. For example, the steel factory operates in three shifts and does not stop work during the holidays. Otherwise, why would Silly Zhu not be able to come back? So Ou Mengmeng took the initiative to do these things. Let her prepare, so that the masters and Xiaotang can concentrate on tackling the problem.

"I'll go to work on the fifth day of the new year. School will start soon. Let the children calm down, and you have to calm down yourself." Ou Mengmeng smiled, then took a kettle on the stove and made tea for them. Then he sat down and said, "Director Wang and the First Master are..."

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai came to me and said that Aunt Jia has been making a lot of noise these days, promoting feudal superstition, and you don't care..." Director Wang didn't get angry either. Who doesn't want to reunite with his family during the holidays? Although the street work is special, they They were also arranged to be on duty, but it was still unpleasant to be found at home. Mainly because of such trivial things.

"Master, what you said is really good." Lou Xiaomo was also there and immediately exploded. Director Wang is here, she also lives here, so she wants to help, and she doesn't regard herself as an outsider.

I kept yawning early in the morning, and when I yawned I shed tears. It was like crying, and big tears flowed down. I always thought everyone was the same, but that day my colleague asked me why I was crying. I said I was sleepy and yawned. They were shocked and said that their eyes were red-rimmed and they couldn't shed tears?