People who came out of that city, values ​​and outlook on life are completely different from those in their country. At least they all have their own beliefs, and they can give everything for this belief!
The children raised from there, no matter what their talents they have, can definitely trust in their qualities!
Now that the entire Marseille has just entered the stage of national literacy, if the people of a country have culture, then the country can truly take off and completely abandon those feudal and ignorant customs.
Therefore, what lighter needs most now is talents. This talent is not a high-end scientific and technological talent, but the basic ones that can truly help him sculpt a new century of talents.
Therefore, he was full of expectations for the Yang family brothers and the children who came to school with them. As for his children who ran back, it would be better not to mention them. Anyway, his wives were divorced, and when he was going through the procedures, he forgot to leave one for himself.
Ye Mao hugged Yang San's neck intimately: "Brother, do you dare to fight with me?"
Yang San shook his head: "I dare not, I'm afraid that others will say I'll bully you!"
Ye Mao picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into two bowls, and handed it to Yang San.
Yang San had no expression on his face, picked it up and drank it all, smacking his lips: "Grandpas, this wine is too light and cannot taste it."
Lao Zhao suddenly became anxious: "This is 53 degrees, what else do you want to drink?"
Ye Mao picked up the bottle and looked at it, curled his lips: "I said Grandpa Zhao, why are you getting less and less successful? Do you have to drink 35 degrees tomorrow?"
Yang Yulin looked helpless: "His daughter doesn't let her drink, what can I do?"
Ye Maoyi pulled Yang San: "Let's go, I'll take you to drink some good wine."
Yang Sanyi looked excited and stood up and was about to leave. As a result, the door of the house opened and Zhao Ling'er shouted: "What are you going to do, little bastard?"
Ye Mao and Yang San looked at each other and didn't dare to speak. There was no way, this guy was too fierce.
Comrade Lao Zhao took a sip of wine and replied leisurely: "They said you are bored with this wine. I think I am old and want to go out to drink!"
Zhao Ling'er turned around and went to find a broom, but was pulled by her mother who followed her out: "You dare to touch them and try?"
Ye Mao and Yang San ran over quickly. Ye Mao pulled Grandma Gan and said, "It's okay, Grandma, she doesn't hurt anyway, so if we hit it wrong, just hit it."
Yang San echoed: "Grandma, don't be angry. This is not the first time. I've gotten used to it. Now I'm not beaten for three days and I'm feeling exhausted."
Grandma Gan's face turned pale and pointed at her daughter and scolded: "Get out of here, you can do nothing except bully the children at home!"
Zhao Ling'er looked dark and stared at the two little bastards with gritted teeth, but she was helpless. Ye Mao and Yang San quickly helped Grandma Gan back to the house and then went to have a meal.
Zhao Ling'er looked desperate. She was in office and was in response, but at home, she was becoming less and less able to do so.
Until now, these stinky children know how to raise the banner and make tiger skins, and ask several old people to help deal with them. They have no way to live.
Yang Yulin felt a little distressed when she saw her daughter-in-law's face, and said to her: "Why do we call the two old ladies out together and you can beat her up."
Zhao Ling'er pursed her lips a few times and finally laughed: "No, how could I really bother with a few children?"
Lao Zhao nodded: "That's right. You can't be angry with them. You have to be out of wit. Even a few children can't deal with them, so how can you still work?"
These words made Zhao Linger think, lowered her head and wondered what she was thinking?
Thirteen children in the room were sitting on a long table, eating in a regular manner. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, when they could eat, they put two pots of steamed buns alone, which was enough for the two old ladies to work.
In fact, the four elderly people should have gone to the sanatorium long ago, but they couldn't let go of the children, for fear that they would not be able to eat well. In addition, the children were leaving next year, so they decided to stick to the last year and feed the children firmly.
The meal is very simple. One meal is a lamb and some beef. The vegetables are basically decorated and no one eats them.
The children lowered their heads and stuffed them into their mouths, which was probably too slow to be eaten by others. Ye Mao didn't actually come to Yang's house for a long time, mainly because his mother and grandmother took good care of him.
But every time he comes, he eats very sweetly. In terms of cooking skills, it is far worse than his own, but there are many people! Just like feeding pigs, a bunch of piglets rushing for food, which is delicious.
If these children were in ordinary families, they would really not be able to support them. Prices have risen sharply over the years. Now a sheep is worth fifty yuan, and their family has two children a day.
With beef and dairy products, a day's food cost is not enough. Anyway, Zhao Ling'er's salary must be spent.
After all, the Yang family is not a person with a shortage of money. The four elderly people have to pay 20,000 yuan a month for their retirement wages and dividends, so let alone deposits.
And Yang Geyong, the profit of the business one day is enough for them to earn a year.
After dinner, Yang San pulled Ye Mao to the yard. After hesitating for a long time, he said shyly: "Brother, I don't want to go back to Marseille. Do you have a way to help me?"
Ye Mao shook his head decisively, he naturally knew the matter. How could he stop the joint decision of Uncle Lighter and Uncle Yang?
Seeing that he would not help him, Yang San lowered his head and sighed. Ye Mao cursed angrily: "Who are you showing him to? Why don't you want to leave?"
"I, I like Yu Feifei. I want to marry her as my wife." Yang San finally said it after a long time of determination.
Ye Mao thought for a long time, but he didn't think of who Yu Feifei was in his mind. He looked at Yang San suspiciously, wondering where he knew such a girl?
"It's the girl from Yu Shibao's family, she has agreed."
Ye Mao thought about it "buzzing" in his mind, and then his eyes widened even bigger than the copper bell: "Damn, how old are you, you will fall in love? It's nothing to fall in love, why would you fall in love with that female Tyrannosaurus?"
This Yu Cuicui is Yu Laogui's granddaughter. Mr. Yu has been patriotic all his life. When he was in the infrastructure company, he was once rolled over his head by a carriage wheel. It was not an inflatable rubber tire, but a wooden wheel with steel plates on it.
At that time, a deep rut was broken on his temples. At that time, everyone thought he could not survive.
But when he was dying, he still shouted... Long live, Jiefang Baodao, and finally paid all the 10,000 yuan saved by his family with frugality.
But in the end, he survived and had not suffered any serious damage. He is now in the sanatorium.
He has five children, the first four are all girls, and now they all live in the Military Reclamation City. The youngest one is a son, but the gentle and gentle second son has only given birth to one daughter, who is big and round, and is like Zhou Guihua.
This girl has a big temper and strong strength. Even Ye Mao and the others don’t go to provoke her. There is no way. If she provokes her, she will fight to the death. I wonder why Yang San got into a relationship with her? The doctor sighed.
Chapter completed!