Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

Yu Dongfang suddenly let out a long sigh and said to himself: "Oh, I think I, Old Yu, once published a collection of poems. How come no one has discovered my talent?!"

When the others heard this, they immediately vomited.

Peng Wanhua chuckled and suddenly thought of Yu Dongfang's previous life of teaching English.

Yu Dongfang hasn't started yet in this life and is still earning a dead salary.

Maybe it’s time to give it a push and let it go on the same path of life.

However, setting up English teaching is not an immediate matter. Peng Wanhua feels that we should start from Yu Dongfang's actual ability, which may solve Yu Dongfang's urgent needs.

Suddenly, he thought about it and thought of a way: "Aren't you very good at English? You took the TOEFL English test several times before and your scores were quite high."

"Yeah, so what?" Yu Dongfang felt that Peng Wanhua was adding salt to his wounds.

His test scores were indeed very high, but he couldn't go to the United States without a visa.

Peng Wanhua said in a persuasive manner: "Going abroad is very popular now, and everyone is taking the TOEFL test. Why don't you write a textbook to teach everyone how to take the TOEFL test and go abroad?

I believe there must be a big market here! "

"Huh?" Yu Dongfang smacked his lips, thought about it for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

He slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "That's a good idea!"

Then I became a little worried again: "It's just that I don't have the capital, and I don't have enough influence. I don't have a publishing house to edit or publish. Publishing a book at my own expense is not a small sum of money."

Peng Wanhua smiled and said, "I'll invest in you. How about you be more courageous? Not only do you publish books, but there are many people outside now opening such foreign language classes. Do you have any ideas?"

"You mean I'll get one too?" Yu Dongfang pointed at his face.

"Yeah." Peng Wanhua nodded.

Yu Dongfang suddenly fell into thinking, "To be honest, I don't have much confidence in this. I can't let the money you invest go to waste. I have to see what others do."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Peng Wanhua was not worried at all.

Peng Wanhua knew that in his previous life, the dark and thin man in front of him was the number one teaching assistant in the country.

In other words, even if Yu Dongfang is not confident, Peng Wanhua is more confident than him.

"Lao Peng, you, would you like to see if there is any channel through which we can earn some pocket money?"

Seeing that he had such an idea, Luo Yihe and Liu Xichuan casually gave Haizi and Lao Yu some pointers, and they came up with two ways to make money. They immediately looked at him eagerly for advice.

Peng Wanhua scratched his head and said, "You two are pretty good at English. Why don't you work with Yu Dongfang on teaching aids? You know, he can't do it alone."

If there is a training class later, he won’t be able to handle it alone. Why don’t you two come in together? "

When Luo Yihe and Liu Xichuan heard this, they were overjoyed and glanced at Yu Dongfang.

Yu Dongfang was worried that he didn't know what to do, and he wished he had someone to cooperate with him.

Now there are two teammates, as the saying goes, three stooges are better than Zhuge Liang, which is much better than him alone.

What's more, they are old classmates and alumni like Luo Yihe and Liu Xichuan who know everything about them.

Having settled the matter, several people returned happily.

When Peng Wanhua returned to Courtyard No. 19, it was already evening.

Boiled a pot of tea and rocked on the lounge chair.

Suddenly I felt a little quiet, and then I remembered that the two little guys were not around.

There were no little ones making noise, and the whole yard seemed particularly quiet.

Thinking of this, he got up and went to the alley to make a phone call back to his hometown winery.

The person who answered the phone called Daddy Peng.

Peng Wanhua asked about the two little guys.

"Don't worry, your mother will take care of the two little ones very well. She doesn't have to farm now, so she can take care of the two little ones at home easily and happily.

It's just that occasionally when sleeping, the two little guys are quite noisy, shouting for daddy. "

Father Peng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Peng Wanhua nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable and reluctant when he heard what happened next, "Well, I'll go to Xiangjiang in a while. I'll come back then and take the two little guys with me."

"This... I don't have any questions. I'm just asking your mother if she wants to let go." Dad Peng hesitated and expressed his reluctance using his mother, Luo Meili, as an excuse.

How could Peng Wanhua not hear it? Remembering that my father always had a good face, he didn't expose him.

There was a pause.

Father Peng remembered something: "By the way, there is something. During the Chinese New Year, didn't we plan the land in the village to set up a collective farm company? This matter has basically been settled now.

The town above agreed to the village's establishment of a company and linked it to the village collective. At the same time, the village committee also convened the villagers to complete all signatures and confirmations.

There are also furniture factories and construction teams, which have now been established. It depends on when you come back, and we will have a meeting to decide on the leadership team and company operating mechanism of the new company. "

Peng Wanhua was a little confused, "Oh, so fast? None of the villagers objected?"

In his impression, Chinese people have always had complex feelings about land.

Land will not be given up unless absolutely necessary.

Now that the village has been able to gather the land together so smoothly and quickly, could it be that they used some means that he didn't know about?

He didn't want to cause the villagers to complain or even have serious conflicts because of this matter. In that case, good things would turn out to be bad things, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

Father Peng smiled and said: "Hey, who is against this good thing? As the proposer of this matter, the village committee trusts you.

There are also the previous Torch Plan, construction of village cement roads, construction of winery gymnasium, etc.

More or less, many villagers know that you are contributing, and everyone trusts you.

Besides, wasn’t it the same as before when we ate from a big pot? Now the land is centralized and managed from the villagers through leasing, and the villagers can get the rent without having to work.

Those who are unemployed and uneducated can also join furniture factories and construction teams to do some work and get another income.

This is a good thing that will bring more income to everyone. No matter how stupid people are, they know the benefits, how can they object?

Many people are eager to implement it immediately. Some people go to the village committee every day to ask Uncle Tian, ​​which company has been established and when will it enter the factory? "

Peng Wanhua suddenly understood.

A few years ago, people were still eating from a big pot. Now, it has only been a few years since we divided the fields into households. Even if the grain income increases, it is not much better.

Now the land is leased to the village collective company, and you can get rent without hard work. This is a good thing that many villagers think is hard to find even if they are holding a lantern.

The two were chatting when suddenly a beautiful figure flashed outside the window.

Peng Wanhua chatted for a few words, then quickly hung up the phone and followed into the alley.