I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 239 Children’s Listening Station is on the right track

They really like to join in the fun on the streets. The wall repairs in the courtyard today were a bit messy. They originally asked for the food to be cooked in the courtyard, but they actually kept their promise today and brought the ingredients and coal over in the morning.

At this time, there was nowhere to put things in the back room, so Song Wu simply asked them to bring everything into the repair shop.

When Song Wu received the items, he recorded the accounts one by one and completed the handover procedures with the accountant on the street.

Before leaving, the accountant said to him: "I have to tell you something special. You must keep good accounts and come over at the end of the month to settle the accounts. You can't be careless."

Song Wu nodded seriously.

The vegetables brought over are placed in the repair shop for easy use, and the coal is placed under the shed next to the coal stove.

After the people on the street left, Song Wu started to get busy, lighting the coal stove first.

Just then Zhang Guifen came over carrying a big kettle: "I'll boil some water for the masters to drink."

Song Wu nodded: "It happens that the fire has just been lit. When I am not here from now on, you should keep an eye on the fire, don't let it go out, and replenish the coal in time."

Zhang Guifen said with a smile: "Don't worry if you leave it to me. Or I can steam the steamed buns during lunch."

Song Wu agreed. However, before Zhang Guifen could reach him, he left the room and returned to the repair shop with his hands behind his back.

The masters worked more and more sloppily, and by noon they had finished building the wall. The children, who had been stuck in the house all morning, were finally able to play happily in the newly built yard.

Especially when Song Wu was cooking at noon, the children were all so greedy that they called uncle from behind. Song Wu's heart was filled with excitement when he heard that. When he was cooking, he secretly added more lard prepared in his own space, which finally made the children happy. Let's have more oil and water.

During lunch, the children ate really delicious food. Even Jia Zhang and Zhang Guifen, who were eating together, couldn't help but praise Song Wu for his skill. You can think of how much a little lard can do. The effect.

It is obvious that Song Wu would not add extra ingredients to the dish, but he could still do it by sneaking in some lard. Seeing the children eating happily, Song Wu himself was in a very good mood.

He was going to take over the cooking work for the lunch meal. Otherwise, if it were left to others, the children would probably have much less fun. Looking at the children's rosy and cute little faces, hungry and lean, he felt uncomfortable.

By the afternoon, the steel rolling mill had already brought over the materials for making iron fences and had cut them and polished them according to the length data reported by Song Wu.

Come on, the kids still have to do some activities in the house today after eating. The sister-in-law next door specially put half of the children in her own room, otherwise all the children would be crowded into the two reverse rooms, and they would be afraid of making a mess.

So we listened to the radio in the two rooms here and the gramophone in the two rooms over there. Come in turn, just in time to arrange it.

Song Wu pulled the wires out of the house and began to work on welding the fence.

But as soon as he flashed his light, the children were curious by nature, and no radio or gramophone could attract them. They all stretched out their little heads to look outside the door.

Song Wu said to the children who were peeking out secretly with their heads stretched out: "Uncle, when welding something flashes, you must close your eyes later, otherwise you will hurt your eyes. Then you will not be able to see the beautiful flowers." Grass."

As a result, the more he talked like this, the more curious children became, so more little heads were exposed by the door frame.

Song Wu had to ask Jia Zhang and the others to call the children into the house and close the door first.

He also sped up his work efficiency, welding the fence and installing it in place in one afternoon. Then he took a gauze and polished all the rough edges to avoid hurting the children's hands. Aunt Yan looked at the fence and the small gate that Song Wu had built, and said happily: "When the time comes, I can plant a row of melon seeds along the wall. They are beautiful and can be eaten as vegetables."

Song Wu said while packing up the tools: "The relationship is good, I will go look for seeds later. By then, the bare fence will become a green vine wall, and our yard will look much better."

Then he asked casually: "Are you tired of Aunt Yan leading the children?"

Aunt Yan waved her hands quickly: "I have already raised several children. What's so tiring about raising children? Besides, I feel happy when I stay with them."

Now Aunt Yan is the main force, and she is also a family member of an intellectual after all. Of course, it is also possible that Yan Bugui gave her a small start at night.

As a result, only Aunt Yan among the four people can teach the literacy and numeracy textbook compiled by Yan Bugui, and she has become an irreplaceable and important member.

The other three people are much worse. They don't learn things as fast as those children. It's just overthinking to expect them to educate the next generation with their cultural level.

Especially Zhang Guifen, who is simply an outstanding example of big-hearted and brainless. She forgets every word she learns and cannot remember it no matter what.

It has no training value at all.

The streets are really cruel. Seeing that Song Wu's children's listening station was well-run, more children began to be sent in one after another.

As a result, within four or five days, there were already more than 30 preschool children in the small yard he had just built. At this time, even Aunt Yan, who originally said she was not tired, started to look embarrassed.

She went to Song Wu and said, "Our place is small and I don't dare to accept him anymore. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be good for the children."

Song Wu looked at the lively small courtyard and the two reverse-seating rooms, nodded and said: "I will talk to Director Wang later. If there is a child, let her arrange it elsewhere." .”

Currently, the four people taking care of the children have a clear division of labor.

Aunt Yan is in charge of cultural classes.

Mrs. Jia Zhang and her sister-in-law next door were responsible for taking turns leading two groups of children to listen to the radio or phonograph.

Zhang Guifen does odd jobs and is responsible for providing logistics. She boils water, steams steamed buns, and makes porridge.

Of course, the daily life of more than 30 children requires the cooperation of the four of them.

Hungry, thirsty, urinating, having diarrhea, everything must be taken care of. They, who are used to raising children, never expected that so many children would gather together and so many things would happen. Almost four people were busy running around and had no free time.

After about a week of running-in, Song Wu was quite satisfied with the working status of the four of them, and it was initially decided that the four quotas were temporarily stable.

On Saturday afternoon, after all the children were picked up by their parents, Song Wu held a meeting for them.

"Our children's listening station was a mess at the beginning, but today it has gradually found its shape. Each of us has done a good job. So, I would like to officially let you know that your job quota has been temporarily fixed. Continue You must continue to work hard when you come down."

(End of this chapter)