Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household

Chapter 231

The next day, Dawang thought that Han Qingsong went to work already and they escaped the drill, but their father had woken up earlier. Since the weather was really good as well, the training was extremely harsh!

There were running exercises, jumping squats, push-ups…

Dawang deeply felt the pain of not listening to his father. Last night, even though his father told him to massage his legs, he didn’t bother to do so. Now, both of his legs felt like jelly.

Erwang didn’t have anything to worry about. Even though they were sore yesterday, his legs felt rather comfortable at the moment.

Dawang was pinched twice by Han Qingsong due to his lethargy from the soreness of his legs. Even so, he gritted his teeth and continued the practice. With his entire frame full of sweat and his muscles feeling numb, the pain felt even more intense.

This time, even with Erwang’s less-sore-muscles, he could only handle the pain at the start. However, towards the end, he was also crying out loud.

Han Qingsong’s eyes are as sharp as falcons and it was easier to deal with a few children than recruits. Disobedience? Ha. To put it bluntly, the children were too energetic and couldn’t stay still. The drills were made to make them fall apart, so how could they dare to cause trouble after that?

Erwang suspected that his father was punishing him harshly for snatching the radio last night, but Dawang probably didn’t realise that anything was wrong.

“When you go to school, you must abide by the school rules. If you let me hear you fighting, bullying your classmates, or bullying your teachers in school, your training will double in the future,” Han Qingsong’s voice was colder than the white mist of the autumn morning.

Erwang peeked at Dawang.

On the first day of school, Dawang had a conflict with several senior students. He used to be able to freely pick a fight with anyone back then, but under the current circumstances, he would have to learn how to rein in his anger.

Erwang reckoned that in a few days, the teacher and some other parents would come to the house to file a joint complaint. By then, his eldest brother would be in trouble.

He was usually forced to bend under his brother’s fiere coercion, so it would be good to gloat at his misfortune for a change.

When Han Qingsong went to work, the children rushed to school. Lin Lan cleaned up the house, letting Xiaowang play together with the other village children on the street.

Xiaowang was a good child— he didn’t try to play any dangerous games and he didn’t venture into dangerous areas as well. All he liked to do was enjoy playing with the other children.

Lin Lan took the homestead log and went to find Han Yongfang.

Han Yongfang circled the place that she chose and wrote her name. Then, she filled out a homestead application form as he stamped the Brigade seal, placing his fingerprint on it.

In addition, villagers have to write an application for building materials. They would have to find a way to save or buy wood, but it was applicable through the Brigade.

In the hottest time of summer every year, the Brigade and each Production Team would lead the members to gather the mudbrick and pile them up after drying. Besides being used by the team members, the rest could be used by the villagers.

There were no secrets in the village. The fact that Lin Lan’s family applied for a homestead to build a house quickly spread throughout the village.

After work in the afternoon, someone ran to the brigade, “Our family’s homestead application has already been filed for a year, so why hasn’t it been approved yet? Why could their family obtain it right after applying?”