Chapter 449 A strange habit has been activated?

"This little brat, although he gets angry easily, he's easy to coax and doesn't hold grudges. He's still very cute."

Chen Hui touched An Wenyi's little head and peeled a lychee and ate it.

"Chen Hui, go find Wu Guang. What did they say?" Wu Shuisheng asked.

"It's booked for the night after tomorrow. If the weather isn't suitable, we can change it." Chen Hui said.

"This delay means we haven't been out to sea for another ten days. It's not easy to rely on the weather for a living."

"I accompanied Aunt Jinhua to her vegetable garden this morning. I saw many fields were in bad condition. There was little rain in the summer, and now this has happened again. This year is going to be tough."

Wu Shuisheng couldn't help but sigh.

"Fortunately, I have this store. I won't starve to death no matter what."

"God must have seen that I had a hard time in the first half of my life, so he sent me such a good son-in-law." Lin Jiao said with a smile.

"When villagers run out of money, they will tighten their belts and live a frugal life."

"We also have to be mentally prepared. If business is not good, don't lose your temper."

"Opening a store is a long-term thing. It is normal for business to be good and bad. As long as you don't lose money, it's fine." Chen Hui reminded.

"Got it!" Lin Jiao nodded with a smile.

The whole family was eating, talking and laughing.

Just outside the door, a figure stood on the village road, looking inside furtively.

An Wenjing walked out confused.

After seeing who it was, he smiled and said, "Mr. Liping, are you looking for something to buy? Come in!"

When Chen Liping walked in and saw so many people, he felt a little regretful.

Now that I'm here, it would be inappropriate to turn around now.

He simply walked forward and handed the bag in his hand to Chen Hui, "Chen Hui, this is the sweet potato rice you gave me yesterday, take it back."

"What happened to the sweet potato rice? Is it bad?"

Chen Hui took the bag, opened it and took a look. "It's not bad, it's still dry. It's well preserved, right?"

"We give the good things to others and keep the bad things for ourselves, unlike some people."

Thinking of the treatment Chen Hui had received in Chen Liping's house before, Lin Jiao still felt very unhappy.

I couldn't help but say something sarcastic, but I didn't ask him to eat fruit.

"It's not broken, I'm just giving it back to you!"

"Chen Hui, thank you for what you did yesterday. If it weren't for you, my house would have been destroyed yesterday."

The wind and rain last night were so strong that they could have blown away the house that Chen Liping had not finished.

The situation will be much worse than Zhou Shi’s family.

After saying this, Chen Liping left feeling a little embarrassed.

Thinking about it, he turned back and said, "Although my family is stingy, we just don't let others take advantage of us. We also don't take advantage of others."

"Eh" Before Lin Jiao could retort, Chen Liping had already disappeared.

"Mom, please stop talking!"

"Since we are opening a store, we still have to have good relations with the villagers." An Wenjing said.

"I know, I know. At worst, I can just fill his cup a little more next time."

"But I always play pretty full. I'm a fair business man."

Lin Jiao asked An Wenjing to stay and look after the store while she and Chen Huihong went to prepare dinner.

After dinner, An Wenjing returned to Wu Jinhua's house early.

Holding textbooks, materials, and some teachers' work notes, I squatted by the bed and prepared lessons very seriously.

I prepared the things I would need for the next day's class, and took out another notebook to record the situation of the students in the class in detail.

As I was writing, I suddenly sighed into the notebook.

"What's wrong? What difficulties has Teacher An encountered?" Chen Hui came in after taking a shower and said while drying his hair.

"Hey, there's a kid in the class who's really naughty."

"When I'm not watching him, he touches here and there and talks to his deskmate." "If you praise him, he will be more restrained, but I really can't find so many things to praise him for."

An Wen shook his head helplessly.

"How does this little guy relate to the other kids?"

"I mean, does he play by himself? Only with his deskmate? Or can he play with everyone?" Chen Hui hung up the towel and sat aside and asked.

"Oops! You sat on my lesson preparation paper."

"This kid is great. He made a lot of friends in class on the first day of class."

"I can play with anyone, and talk to anyone I meet. It's really frustrating."

An Wenjing took out the paper and carefully smoothed out the corners that were folded by Chen Hui.

Talking about things in class, I feel a little overwhelmed.

"This is not easy. Aren't you a Chinese teacher? Let him be your Chinese class representative." Chen Hui said.

"what?!"

"If we let him be the class representative, won't he lead the whole class astray?" An Wenjing was confused.

"What this kind of child needs is recognition and affirmation."

"Go find him tomorrow and tell him that he is very capable and that all the kids in the class like him. Let him try to be a class representative and set a good example for everyone."

"Usually, we have to collect and send test papers, distribute homework, and check homework, so we give it to him to do it."

"If no one responds to a question in class, ask him to stand up and answer."

"Let's see if this works first. If not, I'll think of another solution for you."

As Chen Hui spoke, he laid An Wenjing on the bed, collected all the materials and information, and placed them on a bench beside him.

Pushing her out, he said, "Teacher An, it's getting late. Go take a shower and go to bed."

"Got it. I'll be there right away. Don't go to sleep yet. I have good news to tell you."

"What good news?"

"I'll tell you later."

An Wenjing dodged Chen Hui's hand and went back to get clean clothes and towels.

He went to the back pot and filled a basin with warm water and took it to the back door of Wu Jinhua's house.

Chen Hui counted again the money he earned during the day.

When An Wenjing came back from washing, he handed her the money and said, "Hey, Teacher An, this is my salary for today. Here it is!"

"Ok?"

An Wenjing was stunned, counted them and said in surprise: "So many!?"

He put the money in the middle drawer of the cabinet and locked it, then said with a smile:

"The principal came to me today and told me that the county has issued a notice that substitute teachers can get an extra three yuan a month."

"I'm quite happy. I wanted to come back and show off to you."

"Now I can't even make as much as you do in one day in a year."

Chen Hui pulled An Wenjing over and held her in his arms.

“The value of a person is not measured by how much money he makes.”

"I only make money for myself, but you are nurturing the flowers of the motherland, and what you do is much more valuable than what I do."

"Don't you agree? Teacher An."

It doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not. I just feel an inexplicable sense of excitement when I call my wife “Teacher An”.

Before An Wenjing could say anything, her pink little mouth was blocked.

After a high frequency interaction.

The two of them listened to the relatively gentle wind outside and fell into a deep sleep, snuggling together.

When Chen Hui opened his eyes the next day and calculated the time, An Wenjing had already gone to work.

"Brother-in-law! Are you awake? Someone is looking for you in our store!"

(End of this chapter)