Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Yuandan had a blast on the farm. He was the captain of his guard team. The ducks and geese were his exclusive guards. He looked so majestic every day. Except for fishing and doing homework, he would run around like crazy. Even when eating, he would chatter about everything. He was completely different from his previous introverted and awkward personality. His white skin darkened a few shades, and his fat belly and chin disappeared. He became a sunny boy with a rustic feel.

Brother Wang has come to pick him up several times, but he refused to leave on New Year's Day. He goes to catch crucian carp for his mother every day, and he gives the fresh ones to the driver who comes to pick up the goods. When his mother video chats with him, she always praises him for being filial and attentive, and his grandparents also praise him for his perseverance and patience in doing things. Therefore, he cannot leave. His exclusive guard team must be reluctant to let him go, as well as the cows, sheep, chickens, rabbits, and the aunts, grandmothers and grandmothers who like to praise him for being handsome, cute, smart and clever.

"Then let him go back before school starts. He now has a regular schedule and can stay away from electronic products. He has completed his summer homework and is also preparing for next semester's lessons in advance. He is in good health and having fun." Leng Yanqiu interceded.

Brother Wang: "Yeah, he's doing well with you. Not only has he lost weight and looks more energetic, he's also grown taller! Come over on New Year's Day, good boy - your dad can't even hold you anymore!"

Everyone knew that following the number one scholar could help them to be influenced by the scholar's intelligence, but only Wang Yuandan was allowed to stay, and they got along like a family. All other requests to send their children here to be influenced by the number one scholar's intelligence were rejected.

For example, the grandchildren of Ding Guihua's closest maternal family, Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding's family. There is no need to worry about the granddaughter, she can learn whatever she wants. What about the grandchildren? The eight-year-old one is about to enter the second grade. He is nowhere to be seen every day. In the first grade final exam, the total score of Chinese and math is less than 100 points. The teacher often asks the parents to come to school...

Tell me, how do Grandpa Ding and Grandma Ding feel when their great-grandson is like this, their granddaughter is the top scorer in the high school entrance examination, and their daughter has a child from another family living in their home? Is there still a distinction between close and distant relatives?

The last visit ended in a bad mood, and the Ding family really had the face to stop visiting Ma Liu Village. However, it is definitely not possible for Ding Guihua to visit her parents' home only during the holidays as before. The mother and daughter, the father and daughter, and the brother and sister have argued on the phone several times. Ding Guihua took a tough attitude and did not want to cause trouble for her daughter. She would rather pay more money to enroll her nephew in tutoring classes.

However, family ties are maintained through frequent contact. Uncle Ding took the initiative to help with the decoration, and Ding Guihua was very grateful.

It was inconvenient to run back and forth, so Uncle Ding directly used local materials and laid out wooden boards and cardboard boxes to make a bed to sleep on. He really put in a lot of effort. The decorators should no longer dare to do their work in a sloppy manner.

As expected, only a man can suppress the aura. Before, Ding Guihua was just barely able to keep an eye on the construction. The room was full of men walking around. They liked to take off their shirts when it was hot and chatted and laughed with each other. How could Ding Guihua feel comfortable?

Now that the renovation is almost finished, we have started to paint the walls.

Ding Guihua bought expensive odorless wall paint for environmental protection and health reasons. The merchant also gave her a free machine to spray it, but wasn't she aiming for the exquisite perfection of hand-painted paint? Or did she pay for the renovation workers to do it together? They agreed that it must be all hand-painted. The workers agreed. Uncle Ding was still on duty, so what was there to worry about?

After delivering the paint, Ding Guihua had nothing to do, so she stayed to chat with Uncle Ding Er, asking him if he wanted to come home to visit and whether the living expenses she left were enough, and asking him not to help and spend his own money at the same time.

As a result, she refused to leave, and the workers kept calling her and arranging for Ding Guihua to buy this and that, saying that otherwise they would not be able to work.

Buy a large light bulb. With this wattage, you can't tell whether the painted wall is smooth or not.

Buy a new brush. The current brush is old and loses hair, and it is easy to stick to the wall...

Even though Ding Guihua was stupid, she felt a little uncomfortable, but her second brother also said that a new house should be so exquisite. Isn't the purpose of earning that much money to spend? What's wrong with running a few more errands?

That’s indeed the case. Otherwise, you could just use a spray gun and it would be done in no time!

After a few trips back and forth, Uncle Ding told her to go home and rest: "I'll be watching over you, don't worry! You don't understand anything here."

Indeed, she really didn't understand that the spray paint equipment was right in the house.

During dinner, Ding Guihua was still upset and kept talking to Leng Yanqiu: "Do you think people nowadays can be trusted? I always feel something is weird. Suddenly they are missing this or that. When I buy something and go home, they are all pretending to tidy up things. No one is painting the wall..."

Leng Yanqiu has been busy at the farm and has never checked on the progress of the renovation. She has no renovation experience, and neither does Old Lady Leng.

"Then what are you worried about? Are you worried that they will cut corners? You can check if the paint on the wall is uneven and ask them to rework it."

Ding Guihua suddenly stood up, she was alert: "Don't you need me to buy paint for the rework? They, they won't want to steal our expensive environmentally friendly paint? In order to let you use the house when school starts, we chose odorless materials for installing the cabinets and painting..."

Then she sat down again: "That shouldn't happen, your second uncle is watching for me."

Old Mrs. Leng's eyes rolled around and she looked at Leng Yanqiu again and again.

Leng Yanqiu: If I had known earlier that my second uncle Ding had gone, ┓(′?`)┏.

Ding Guihua still felt awkward. In her dream, she analyzed that the way those decoration workers looked at her were like idiots!

When she woke up, she felt a breath in her chest. She didn't contact her uncle Ding Er, but went directly to the security guard of Jinghua Apartment to ask for the surveillance video of the whole day yesterday, just to see if her precious paint was stolen.

The apartment security guard was very kind. While helping her check, he explained to her the basis for his suspicions. Then, his kind eyes were filled with sympathy.

The surveillance video was very clear. Ding Guihua came in and out of the apartment door, and then the workers went out and came in again, carrying back a pesticide-spraying device in the tricycle.

"This is a spray gun," the security guard introduced.

Ding Guihua came in and went out, in and went out, like a complete fool.

Then Uncle Ding Er saw him off, smiling and waving his hand. His line should be "I'm watching over you, don't worry! You don't understand anything here."

Continuing to watch, Uncle Ding is seeing people off like a host, and the people seeing them off are replaced by the decoration workers.

The security guard fixed the cursor on the worker's tricycle bed, which was full of things, including the spray gun equipment he had just seen, and three paint buckets with lids.

They are as close to each other as a family.

Ding Guihua only felt her scalp numbing, her eyes sore, and her feet cold.

The security guard's sympathy intensified, but he gave an objective consolation: "The surveillance camera is too far away to see clearly. Is the paint bucket empty when they pulled it back halfway?"