The First Thousand and Eighty-Five Chapters Xu Jinfeng of the Straight Intestines

Tang Laifeng said again: "It's like making clothes in our factory. I can sew and cut, and Wanrou is the same, but she is better at cutting, and I am faster at sewing. So now she is in charge of cutting, and I use rickshaws. We divide the labor. If we cooperate, we can make more clothes every day, but if it is reversed, it will be at least half slower.”

"Everyone knows different things. Your strength is not in farming. Don't think about it all day long. You should teach well and teach a few more college students. I won't talk about the truth, but this is how people are. Do what you are good at. Don’t do what you don’t understand, that’s how you can relax!”

Tang Laifeng persuaded her, she has her own unique views on life, and being a human being is inherently difficult, so don't make it harder for yourself.

Teacher Cai raised his head slowly, his eyes were surprised and pleasantly surprised, "Whoever said you are uneducated, you are the most educated, it is the culture of life, and the professors don't even understand you."

Tang Laifeng couldn't help but blushed, and said angrily, "How can I compare with the professor, I'm just a junior high school graduate, and I don't know many words."

"Professors understand books, and you understand life, or you are better."

The simple teacher Cai has also learned to flatter her, and her mood has improved a lot, and she no longer dwells on her past experiences.

Tang Laifeng said that he was right, that those people were wrong, and he wanted to look forward and stop dwelling on the past.

The two people in the room chatted very happily, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. Although Tang Laifeng did not understand Shelley and Tolstoy, nor did she understand Li Bai and Du Fu, her perception of life gave Teacher Cai a creative mind and gained It was a good comfort, and Teacher Cai didn't want to talk about romance with others anymore.

In the past ten years on the farm, the wind, flowers, snow and moon have been completely buried. It is not as real as a potato. He just wants to chat with Tang Laifeng about daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans.

The two chatted so much that they forgot the time, almost an hour passed without knowing it, Principal Shou's tea was refilled five or six times, and the toilet also went three or four times.

"It seems that Xiao Cai and Comrade Tang Laifeng chatted very speculatively, haha." Principal Shou joked.

Tang Baishan also smiled all over his face, "It's good that we can chat, Principal Shou stays for a light meal."

"Then I won't be polite. I'll still wear leather shoes for the wedding."

Principal Shou is really hungry, and the bowl of rice that he drank in the morning has already been thrown into the latrine.

"The leather shoes are for sure, and a red envelope will be given to Principal Shou's matchmaker." Tang Baishan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he was fine with his daughter getting married.

[The author has a custom here, when you get married and have a wedding, you have to buy leather shoes for the matchmaker to wear]

There was joy and laughter in the room, and everyone felt that Teacher Cai and Tang Laifeng would definitely succeed, and that they could hold a happy event soon.

Zhang Manyue and Xu Jinfeng were killing chickens in the yard. The fat chicken weighed six or seven catties, and the oil in its belly was yellow and clear. Xu Jinfeng burned the straw, and Zhang Manyue carried the chicken to burn the hair follicles. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cooperated tacitly.

"Mom, it seems that we can hold weddings again years ago. Fortunately, the pigs at home have been fattened up."

"I don't have to worry about the meat. What I worry about now is the gift money. Do you want to accept it?"

Zhang Manyue thought further away, she was afraid that others would gossip if she accepted it, and felt distressed if she didn't accept it.

"Then how can I accept it? Laifeng is a second marriage. I have accepted it the first time, and I will accept it the second time. If others want to gossip, I can't accept it." Xu Jinfeng is straight-hearted, and he doesn't shy away from speaking at all.

Zhang Manyue rolled her eyes angrily. Although the truth is correct, can't the eldest daughter-in-law be more tactful?

It's still the third daughter-in-law who speaks nicely and sounds very comfortable, but it's a pity that the third daughter-in-law is not at home.