"Then I won't do it anymore. My baby will let him read and learn to write pieces of paper."

Even though he was older, he thought it was useless to go to school, but Li Dong changed his mind and wrote a piece of paper. This was another remittance form and a commune secretary's condolences. Now he can still eat commercial food.

How capable is this? It’s different for cultural people. Li Dong’s story spread in the afternoon. When the work was done in the evening, the entire Hanzhuang knew about it.

"Brother Dong, you're so capable."

Young people like Han Weiguo admired Li Dong more and more. How capable is he. If he eats commercial grain, many daughters are willing to marry for commercial grain.

People in Yizhuang are envious of that many families have children who have not gone to school and secretly think whether to send their children to school. Li Dong's kid can write out pieces of paper if he is lazy. There is no reason why his children are so smart.

For a time, everyone respected the child to school and learned more knowledge. In the past, it was nothing, so it was better to earn work points at home. Now the world has changed. The stinky old man has returned to the city, and it is different now.

Li Dong is riding a black turtle to the commune elementary school to pick up Xiaojuan. "Teacher Wang, I can't ask for this money, this is my little intention."

"That won't happen."

Wang Jing said he would pay for everything he said, and he wouldn't want his own handbasket.

"Okay, you give me two cents."
Chapter completed!