Teacher Nan Zhiyu's hometown is in Chengnan District, he set off at half past seven in the morning with a computer bag on his back, and he is still walking as before, traveling healthy and in good health.

Facing the rising sun, I walked for about an hour, and I have arrived in the south district of Hangzhou, and the high-rise buildings have gradually decreased along the way.

The south of the city is a GC area, most of which are antique buildings, and there is a feeling of walking into history.

The quaint streets are full of historical precipitation, and the antique buildings on both sides of the streets tell the vicissitudes of history.

His teacher's home was in a long alley on the side of the street, and when he pushed open the half-hidden wooden door, he was greeted by a stone shadow wall, carved from a single boulder.

Passing through the shadow wall, there is a historical world that shines into reality, and the square and side rooms are completely wooden, as if hundreds of years have passed, and they are still standing here.

The stone bricks paved on the ground in the courtyard have also been worn away by the years because of the long time of walking.

The small courtyard in front of the house is very large, and on the east side of the yard is a small vegetable field, which is lush and full of various green vegetables. There is also a small pond with a few swimming fish, and a few lotus leaves floating on the water.

Short horizontal walls, low and sparse windows, and small ponds with flower dregs. There is also some wind, some moon, some cool.

There was a thick camphor tree on the west side of the courtyard, and under the shade of the bright spot, two old men with white hair and beard were talking.

He has always been full of doubts about this thick camphor tree, but he has never dared to ask.

Because the camphor tree in the yard has a very special meaning.

In ancient times, when a girl was born in the family, the father would plant a camphor sapling in the yard, and the camphor tree would grow up slowly with the girl.

When the daughter leaves the cabinet, the father will sawed off the camphor tree, made it into a dowry box, and put it into silk fabrics, which means that they will be together.

There are two sets of wooden tables and chairs in the courtyard, one in front of the east and west wings, and the two old men sit on the tables and chairs in front of the west wing.

The old man in the north who holds the sunspot is his teacher.

At this time, it was time for him to fall, the situation was very unfavorable to him, and he had a sunspot between his right index and middle fingers, but he did not fall for a long time.

The old man in the south didn't know him, he hadn't seen it.

Both men were preoccupied, oblivious to his arrival. He also stood and watched from the side, as a quiet beautiful man.

Watching chess is silent, a true gentleman.

He stood by and watched for a long time, but the two of them remained motionless.

"Yo, sting, what are you doing standing there stupidly, sit down, you haven't been here for a long time. That's where you eat at noon. ”

This is the voice of my wife.

He turned his head to look for the voice, and the old lady was coming out of the house, and he hurried over to help, and the old lady was very happy to see him, and her face was full of wrinkles with a smile.

The old lady has silver hair, is not messy, and the purple placket is an ancient cheongsam, and her temperament is very good.

"If I lose, I'll throw in the towel and play another game. Well, when did the stingers come. As soon as the old lady was helped to sit down on the chair in front of the east wing, the teacher who was talking there shouted loudly.

"Back to the teacher, the disciple just came, not long after," helped the old lady to sit down, the old lady pulled him to sit next to him, and hurried back when she heard the teacher's question.

The old man, who was sitting on the south side, heard his reply, and looked at him with surprise, but he was now facing east and did not see it.

The two old men over there began to pick up their own pieces and prepare for the next game.

The old lady held his hand, "You kid, you haven't been here for a long time, have you?"

"I went to the mountains to teach during the summer vacation, didn't I come to say goodbye to you and the teacher before I went, wasn't it the same a few years ago? His left hand was held by the old lady, and with his right hand he pulled down the computer bag and placed it on the table.

The old man sitting on the south side heard his words and looked at him again.

These days, there are not many young people who are willing to go to the mountains to teach.

"Come, don't sit all the time, accompany me to tidy up this piece of cabbage, pick some vegetables, and eat here at noon." So saying, the old lady pulled him up and walked to the small vegetable garden on the east side of the courtyard.

He is not a child of a big family, not to mention that he goes out to work as soon as he has a holiday, so he has a strong hands-on ability.

Weeding, ploughing, watering and fertilizing, it's all a problem.

Looking at his skillful movements, the old man in the south looked sideways for a while, and as a result, he was distracted and lost the chess game. very simply, he threw the white child in his hand into the box and "admit defeat".

"Haha, it doesn't count, this game doesn't count, start again. "His teacher didn't take advantage of him, knowing that he was distracted.

The two of them were just about to pick up the child, and there was another person outside, and his third senior brother led two people in, both of whom were middle-aged men in their forties, carrying two things in their hands.

His third brother, Xu Mingzhou, is also in his forties, and it is said that he is from the Hangzhou Writers' Association.

"Hello master, yo, let's pull the sting, let's cook today, then we will have a good mouth, haha!" When the third senior brother saw them, he first came over to give a salute to his wife, and then greeted him.

"Hello third senior brother," he quickly put down his hoe and bowed in return.

The old lady also said happily, "Jinxiu is here, when you come, it's not to rub the rice, and you can't expect you to cook." ”

Splendid is the word of the third senior brother.

The third senior brother didn't refute, and pointed to the two people behind him, "Come, let me introduce you, Ge Maocai, He Zhili, you must have seen their names on TV." This is my wife, and this is my little brother. The latter sentence is to introduce the two of them to the two people he brought.

In the memory of the predecessor, one of these two people is a screenwriter and the other is a director.

He also hurriedly greeted the third senior brother's introduction. The two men returned the salute as well.

Then the third senior brother led the two people to his teacher's side.

He and the old lady picked the vegetables, and the two old men over there stopped talking, and a group of people sat around the table and began to chat.

Those two people came to Hangzhou City to talk about the script, because they had a good relationship with Xu Mingzhou, so they followed Xu Mingzhou to visit the old man.

A group of people, just the youngest, so he began to be busy, boiling water and making tea, and helping the old lady pick vegetables.

The third senior brother, Xu Mingzhou, also helped pick vegetables, "What have you been busy with lately? I haven't seen you a few times." ”

"I went to the mountains to teach during the summer vacation, and I only came back two days before the start of school, and then I was busy writing something on the first few Sundays. Feng Wuling heard that this was the problem again, and quickly explained.

When the third senior brother heard him say that he was writing, he immediately became interested, "Oh, what are you writing? ”

"I had nothing to do and wrote two scripts. While he was picking vegetables, he didn't think much about it, so he said it casually, and it was not something unsightly.

Hearing him say this, the others looked at him in surprise.

"Haha, isn't what you're best at writing articles, when did you have such a big span and write a script. The third senior brother smiled and asked him.

Ge Maocai didn't think much about him at such a young age.

Although Feng Wuling knew the identities of the two of them, he only knew each other, and he didn't count on them, "Don't laugh at me, this is purely a hobby, and I can't get on the stage." ”

"You go to the mountains to teach, why do you only go during the summer vacation?" The one who asked was the old man who talked to his teacher, and the teacher just introduced him, surnamed Li, just call him Grandpa Li.

He glanced at Mr. Li, who was drinking tea, and explained the matter, Mr. Li nodded when he heard this, turned his head, and said to his teacher, "There are not many young people who are willing to do things in a down-to-earth manner now." ”

His teacher also nodded, looked at him and asked, "I went to the welfare home a few days ago, and Old Man Lin said that you paid 900,000 yuan to the welfare home?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone else turned their heads to look at him, and he said with some embarrassment, "The old dean is kind-hearted, those children, as long as there is a little hope, he doesn't want to give up." ”

Whether the world treats you gently or not, please keep your kindness, because good fortune will come your way.

With good intentions, you will surely meet angels.

After speaking, he stopped, pondered for a moment, and then continued, "He has no money, so he can only find the government, but the government also has the government's difficulties." I couldn't bear to watch him run around, so I sold a few songs. The last script was also sold, but it had to wait for the movie to be released before there was a dividend. ”

This time, everyone else was stunned, and a few songs sold for 900,000 yuan?

And the amateur script in his mouth was also sold?

900,000 all donated?