"Actually, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and they young people have their own choices, so we just respect them. Yu Mengfei's mother, Wu Lihong, persuaded Zhao Xingmin and said, "Now is a new era of freedom and openness, and young people's choices are free." ”

Feng Chunxiu also said: "This little girl marries a big man, it has been since ancient times, and in ancient times, there were old men in their seventies and eighties who married teenage girls." ”

Ma Zhongguo also smiled and recited the widely circulated limerick poem: "Eighteen brides and eighty langs, pale hair and red makeup." The mandarin ducks are made into a double night, and a pear flower presses the begonia. ”

"!" Zhao Xingmin, who was a little drunk, slapped the table and said angrily, "What you said is light, because this matter is not spread on you, try it on you, just ...... Just green plum ......"

Zhao Xingmin pointed at Liu Qingmei and said to Feng Chunxiu: "Liu Qingmei is seventeen or eighteen this year, she is married to a man in his forties, are you willing to be a mother? ”

Feng Chunxiu's mother hesitated for a moment and said, "It's appropriate to marry someone in her twenties, but it's a bit old in her forties......"

As he spoke, Feng Chunxiu glanced at Lin Ping.

And Lin Ping ignored the silent eating, he quietly listened to the speeches of a few people, but he didn't say a word, he tolerated everyone's every point of view, and didn't want to elaborate his views on these things, Lin Ping knew clearly in his heart that he only needed to be himself, insist on himself instead of opposing others.

Lin Ping can understand Zhao Xingmin, and he can also understand Zhao Xingmin's daughter and son, but he understands that what everyone in this society needs most is not to understand others, but to understand themselves.

"Not for it, not against it. ”

This is the best choice and attitude that Lin Ping thinks he can make about certain things.

Even Lin Ping, a well-informed young man, sometimes feels that he can't keep up with the pace of the times ideologically, but he knows that what he must not fall behind is to adhere to Marxism-Leninism, the core values of socialism, and the ideology of socialism with Chinese characteristics.

The bell rings at twelve o'clock, and as soon as Chinese New Year's Eve passes, it is the Chinese Lunar New Year.

Spring, summer, autumn, winter and spring, the cycle of the four seasons of the year has returned to the starting point in the land of China.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Chungkook Hope School was very lively, and the students who were studying in the school and had graduated from the Chungkook Hope School rushed to the Chungkook Hope School from various villages in Kushan to pay New Year's greetings to Lin Ping and the teachers.

Looking at the children in the school, Wu Lihong couldn't help but smile and said: "I have never seen a school that can appear like this, Principal Lin, a school can be like this, so that students have such a strong sense of belonging and heartfelt respect for the school, it means that the school has been successful, what do you think?"

Lin Ping looked at the children with a relieved smile, and said with a smile: "I don't think it's enough, only if this group of children is successful, that school can mean success." ”

Wu Lihong asked, "Then what do you think of this group of children as a success?"

Lin Ping pondered for a while and then said: "Don't worry about food and clothing, benefit others and yourself, and live the life you want, this is success." ”

Wu Lihong said with a smile: "Then I think they will all be successful in the future." ”

Lin Ping looked at the students in a daze and said, "I hope so." ”

At this time, Wu Lihong took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to Lin Ping.

Lin Ping was stunned for a moment and asked, "Teacher Wu, what does this mean?"

Wu Lihong smiled and said: "This is Yuejun's performance fee in the past six months, and I have the right to be her agent." She didn't take care of it herself, so I saved it on this card for her, and she didn't move a single point. Before, Yuejun said that she hoped to hand over the money she earned to Mr. Lin to take care of, but I was always worried, but now I feel that there is nothing to worry about. ”

Lin Ping looked at this bank card, smiled and said: "Forget it, Mr. Wu, you still help Yuejun take it, Yuejun will often entrust you to take care of it in the future, it is convenient for you to hold this card, keep it for Yuejun, this is Yuejun's future life guarantee." ”

Wu Lihong said with a smile: "But Yuejun means that she wants her Teacher Lin to keep it, she, she trusts her Teacher Lin more than her Mother Wu." ”

Hearing this, Lin Ping looked back at Zhao Yuejun, who was happily laughing with Qingmei, and then said with a smile: "I'm too busy, there are a lot of things, let's bother Teacher Wu to help me share it." ”

Wu Lihong saw that Lin Ping was so resolute and trusted herself, so she was no longer reluctant, took back her bag, and then said with a smile: "Okay, I'll take it first, and then I'll discuss it with Yuejun later." ”

After Wu Lihong and Zhao Yuejun discussed, the two found Lin Ping, Wu Lihong said: "I discussed with Yuejun and divided the money into three parts, one was kept with me and kept for her as a dowry, one was given to her grandfather and younger brother, and the other was donated to Zhongguo Hope School. ”

Without waiting for Lin Ping to answer, Wu Lihong said with a smile: "However, the school has to ensure that no matter what happens in the future, at least Yuejun can come back and have a place to live in peace." ”

Lin Ping smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Yuejun's head, and said firmly: "Of course, the moment you adopt Yuejun from the school, the school is Yuejun's eternal home, even if Zhongguo hopes that the school will be gone in the future, I and the teachers in the school and Qingmei will take good care of Yuejun." Besides, I can promise Yuejun's grandfather that I want to help Yuejun find a good family, no matter what, I won't treat Yuejun badly. ”

Zhao Yuejun obediently stood there and felt the warmth of Lin Ping's palm from his hair, smiling and not saying a word.

In the afternoon, Lin Ping rode an electric tricycle and took Wu Lihong and Zhao Yuejun to Zhao Yuejun's grandfather's house, and was about to return to a familiar place.

"Mother Wu, Teacher Lin, are we going to cross the bridge?"

Wu Lihong squatted down and gently straightened Zhao Yuejun's clothes and said with a smile: "Yes, how did Yuejun know?"

Zhao Yuejun happily replied: "Because I heard the sound of water! It's the sound of flowing water, right?

Wu Lihong said with a smile: "Yes, Yuejun didn't hear it wrong, and my mother didn't hear it." ”

Zhao Yuejun happily replied: "That's because my mother and Teacher Lin can see it, so naturally I don't need to listen with my ears." ”