Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

On the first day of the new year, every family pays New Year's greetings, visits relatives, children shoot cannons, play glass balls, and have a lot of fun, and the Zhao family.

Jiang Mu is competing with a physics test.

Wen Liyan was assigned a task by her. According to the mode of mathematical notes, the other four subjects must also have notes.

The reason Jiang Mu gave was that in this case, she remembered it faster, could draw inferences from one case, master more questions, and improve her grades faster.

As a teacher who is eager for students to improve their grades, Wen Liyan accepted her suggestion and began to take notes while flipping through the textbook.

Sun Quan brought grandma's steamed flower rolls. After paying New Year's greetings, he wanted to take his friends out to play, but when he saw two people sitting on the table, one was making paper and the other was taking notes, and he also went home and took the exercise book. And pen, joined the study team.

Grandpa Sun and Grandma Sun saw how happy they were.

Since Zhao Yue moved here, Jiang Mu took Sun Quan to study together, play together, and make money together, so that his grandson, who was originally inferior and introverted and didn't like to talk, gradually became cheerful and confident, and Sun Hongfen couldn't be more happy.

"Happy Chinese New Year, Aunt Sun." Zhao Yue saw Sun Hongfen when she went out and said her New Year's greetings with a smile.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year! Your family Mumu is really sensible and capable, and it is thanks to her that our family Koizumi has become so cheerful." Sun Hongfen said with emotion.

"How can this be due to Mumu's credit? When children fight together, they naturally talk a lot, and Koizumi is a smart kid. His math scores are good, and he will definitely have great prospects in the future. With such a grandson, Blessed are you!"

Zhao Yue was very proud. Although she didn't say anything, her daughter was praised, and the joy on her face was beyond words.

Sun Hongfen was equally happy and asked cheerfully, "Where are you going?"

"Isn't the school going to start in a few days? I'll go around and discuss the transfer." Zhao Yue didn't hide it. Naturally, good schools don't want students with poor grades, which will affect the admission rate and even affect teachers. What if I don't have a good relationship with school grades?

"I'll take care of the child for you. I'll eat it at my house at noon," said Sun Hongfen.

Zhao Yue said thanks, and then went out.

In 1988, the national college entrance examination resumed for ten years. During these ten years, the country's education has been developing. In order to cultivate talents and realize the four modernizations as soon as possible, the country has increased investment in education.

To cultivate an excellent talent, both teachers and schools are rewarded, not only in terms of reputation, but also material. Under such circumstances, the school naturally wants to attract more excellent students.

Zhao Yue took advantage of the Spring Festival to entrust relationships, favors, and gifts, just to win the opportunity for Jiang Mu to take the transfer exam.

There is no way, Jiang Mu's grades are really bad. Since elementary school, the class has been counted down. If such grades are not related, as one of the best schools in Shanghai Red Star Junior High School, Jiang Mu will not even have a chance to take the exam.

Finally, at the end of February, after Zhao Yue visited the dean of the school for the third time, she gave Jiang Mu a chance to take the transfer exam.

During this period of time, Wen Liyan, according to Jiang Mu's request, sorted out the notes of the five subjects of the junior high school, as well as books of various types of exercises.

These topics are basically written by Wen Liyan himself, with the notes, they are very targeted.

Jiang Mu also refused to accept his expectations. After doing all the test questions, his grades improved to a medium level.

Wen Liyan felt very relieved that his efforts were not in vain.

Looking at Jiang Mu, who was still holding his notes after dinner, and looked attentively and intently, Wen Liyan felt that the hard work over the past few days was worth it.

At this time, Jiang Mu was looking at the notes, but his brain was running fast, turning these notes into a strategy of unity.

Suddenly, someone outside the yard shouted, "It's on fire! It's on fire! Come and put out the fire!"

Jiang Mu felt a smell of smoke, and immediately pulled Wen Liyan, called Zhao Yue, and rushed out together.

I saw straw and firewood piled on the wall behind their house, and the flames were burning.

Zhao Yue was so frightened that her legs softened. She had never encountered such a thing before, and she was completely helpless.

On the contrary, Jiang Mu and Wen Liyan reacted immediately, and went home and started putting out the fire with the basin and bucket.

Neighbors also came out to help. If this is not well controlled, this shanty town may be burned to the ground.

"Koizumi, call others to come and help."

"Let Jean! Don't squeeze in a tap to get water, go to another yard!"

"We have four buckets, and you guys don't have the tools to come and get them!"

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For a time, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Fortunately, there were so many people and great strength that the firewood was discovered as soon as it was lit. The water faucet was very close, and the fire was extinguished in time, leaving a large black mark on the wall.

Fortunately, the house was saved.

While crying, Zhao Yue thanked the neighbors for their help.

A firefighting, everyone was exhausted, they waved their hands one by one, and said with a smile, "No thanks, the neighbors live here, you are helping us, otherwise it will not burn your house, ours. The house has to burn down."

That being said, Zhao Yue was still full of gratitude, she really didn't dare to imagine what kind of life they would live in the future if they didn't have a house.

Although Jiang Mu didn't speak, he kept everyone's kindness in his heart, and he would definitely pay it back in the future.

It's just that the fire came too suddenly. Those straws and firewood seemed to be deliberately set on fire.

Such deep hatred, their brutal and savage revenge, can only be done by that group of people.

"Yo, what's the matter? What kind of laborious work did everyone do, everyone is so tired?" A nasty voice sounded, a strong sweat in a leather jacket, followed by a dozen younger brothers, walking away into the yard.

Jiang Mu glanced at the man, she didn't know the man, but she recognized the two following him at a glance. One was Wang Dalong, who was beaten by her and Wen Liyan on New Year's Eve, and the other was Wen Liyan. Wang Dahu, whose family is in debt.

It seems that both of them have been mixed doubles by her and Wen Liyan, which is a coincidence.

The man in the jacket fanned the fireworks in the air with his hand, gloating over the misfortune, "It turns out that you were fighting the fire just now. No wonder you are so tired. It seems that the fire has been put out. You are lucky."

The two younger brothers brought a bamboo chair, the man in the jacket sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and took out a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. With a shake of his hand, a cigarette jumped out. He lowered his head and took it out.

Wang Dahu immediately picked out the lighter and lit it.

The man in the jacket took a deep breath, the red light of the cigarette butt lit up in the darkness, and he slowly exhaled a ring of smoke.

The aura of this boss made everyone nervous, not knowing what he would do next.

Crisis is coming

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