Ma Xiao finally came to apologize, and it was very interesting when he apologized, he poured himself a glass of water, threw the half-smoked cigarette into it, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to drink, and gave Yi Shaofeng a light on the bottom of the cup, and left without saying a word. Later, I heard that Ma Dashao was kicked into the army by his Lao Tzu.

It has been 7 days since the start of school, carrying his long-lost blue cloth bag, singing "Xiao Mo Xiao Erlang, carrying a schoolbag to school .......", and started his debut in the new semester.

He sat at the front of the new class, because he was the shortest in the third grade; when the first Chinese class began, Yang Huaili saw him sitting in the front row, and said in a joking tone for the first time:

"Yo, I finally invited our Mr. Yi to the school, thank you for coming. ”

Looking at his red face, the whole class laughed.

Not surprisingly, after class, it was the exam session, sitting at Mr. Yang's desk, first turning to the composition, and seeing that the topic was "My Campus", Mr. Yang had discipline and bottom limit, and did not make the question my teacher.

Seeing the hard work of writing, perhaps the whole school students, the least afraid of the invigilation is him, every time there is at least one teacher standing behind him, and sometimes there will be two or three; after the exam, he is about to go back to the classroom, Teacher Yang said while changing the papers:

"There is a county-wide elementary school student essay contest next week, and our school recommended you, so practice your writing when you go back"

"One for each village in the county, how many are there?"

"You think too much, first you have to compete in the township, each township has three places; in the past, every class was a fifth-grade student, this time it is special, the principal personally named you to go, cherish the opportunity, at least to pass the township pass. ”

He was skeptical of what Teacher Yang said about the principal's roll call, as if every time such a competition was held, the quota was determined by Teacher Yang, the teaching director, and the principal had every opportunity to teach, and he had to grow vegetables, so how could he have time to care about this.

"Teacher, I'm so busy! ”

"No matter how busy you are, you can not go; the agreement between us and us is invalid in the past, you come to class every day, and you are not allowed to ask for leave; if it doesn't work, I will go to your village to talk to Comrade Yi De'an." ”

It was too ruthless, such a threat to a child under the age of 10, and he was ready to resist to the death.

"Okay, I'll participate; by the way, what is the best grade in our school?"

Teacher Yang's face seemed to be suspected of being cooked, turned red instantly, and said through gritted teeth:

"The sixth place in the town, there is no chance to go to the county at all, if you don't get a place to go to the county this time, you will come back to the class honestly. ”

The whole office was full of resentment, and it seemed that this matter had hit Mr. Yang hard.

wants to compete with a group of children, and it is likely to be a group of perverted children, with an IQ of over 200, the kind that has never left his hands since he was a child, he has a little headache;

After the morning class, he did not plan to go to school again in the afternoon, because there was a meeting in the village in the afternoon.

Because the village is between the school and the village, so he ate at the village at noon, and there was an old bachelor in the village who watched. The old bachelor now has his status in the village, so noon is quite hearty. After eating, he took a walk around the reservoir.

I met the second uncle who was working, because he was about to start releasing the fish fry, and was checking all the grids, the grid was divided into two layers, and the inner layer was very dense to prevent the fish fry from running out;

The two chatted without a word, in fact, he didn't know anything about fish farming, and the second uncle talked about what he was doing, and some couldn't stop the car, and spent more than an hour in one person talking endlessly and one person absent-minded.

When all the people returned to the village, the village chief announced the theme of the meeting, first, what to plant next, and how to maintain this momentum in the village.

When the village chief finished speaking, everyone in the audience, including his father, looked at him, and he suddenly felt that everyone was paying attention to him.

"Xiaofeng, what do you think is good to plant in the greenhouse this year?"

Master Xiangding asked with a smile.

"Let's grow watermelons. ”

He pretended to think for a while, and said casually, hearing his words, the faces of those present were strange, and last year's watermelon had taught everyone a painful lesson.

"If you tell you, you can speak well, and if you don't know, don't do it." ”

Dad's cannon lost his temper and fired at him.

"I don't talk nonsense, you also know what the market is when you planted watermelons last year, and we must not be the only ones who lost money, so they will definitely not dare to plant melons this year, and there will definitely not be many melons in the peak season this year, and the price will definitely rise; even if they all plant melons, but they don't have greenhouses, our melons can be planted in January, and then they will be listed in January, and when all the melons are on the market in large quantities, our melons will have already been sold out. ”

As he finished speaking, everyone fell into thought.

"I think what Xiaofeng said is reasonable, but I'm afraid that the people in the village won't approve of it. ”

When the village chief said this, he glanced at him meaningfully, sighed softly, stood up, and said again:

"The solution to this problem is very simple, the village guarantees, if the market is not good, the village will recycle it at the price of 1 cent per catty to ensure the profit of the villagers; ”

Instead of taking the village chief's words and taking the blame on himself, he threw the problem back to the village. Master Xiangding looked at him and smiled, turned his head to the village chief and said:

"Delin, I think it's settled. I also believe that Xiaofeng's words will not be bad this year. ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, and the moment Master Xiangding looked at him, he knew that when it was really unsalable, he would not ignore it.

The first question was discussed, and then the second question was discussed, and this time he didn't speak first, but went outside in circles under the pretext that he wanted to pee.

Back at the venue, it was like a cloud, and now as long as he was there, they would be a little more restrained and smoke as little as possible, and after going out for a while, the house could shoot ghost movies.

In fact, he has a lot of good ideas, and now is really the era of the motherland's economic take-off, the best era of entrepreneurship, and the era of business opportunities everywhere; but he doesn't plan to take it out; he can't always use the golden finger, and let the people in the village develop the habit of using their brains, if everything is arranged by him, maybe the village will take a lot of detours, but everyone has no independent thoughts, which is sad.

But the road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, troubles will follow.