All capital that is not brought by labor is soulless, it does not represent the acquisition of wealth, because it is just a cold number, wealth itself is a broad word, it is humane, it represents the effort and sweat. Yi Shaofeng doesn't want to look back on the past, he only has a few cold numbers in his mind, and he thinks that the greatest value of life may be on the road of continuous creation.

A few days later, Gu Shaowu reciprocated the favor; after confiscating the guardrails and other things of the scrap station as evidence, he sold the other scrap products to Yi Shaofeng at a discounted price. Yi Shaofeng rented the scrap acquisition station of the three nephews again, and asked the eldest cousin and a few of them to start sorting and sorting, and the next day they were sold in the provincial capital, earning more than 1,400 yuan, which made five people, including Gong Changlei, excited, Yi Shaofeng didn't want to hit them, this batch of waste products because of human affection, so the purchase price was very low;

The day after coming out of the police station, Yi Shaofeng went to school with his classic blue satchel.

After 5 days of school and 3 days off, Yang Huaili, who asked Yi Shaofeng to ask him if he was well in a good temper, was very embarrassed. Such a person can't be deceived, so Yi Shaofeng told what happened in the past two days without reservation, including his own squatting.

"Your experience is quite legendary, and you still lie to me that you are sick, and I am more acceptable. Yang Huaili's smiling face changed slightly, this child is too mature, this is a misfortune, the child should have a child's mind, crying every day for a candy and half a cake.

"I don't want you to write a review about what you lied to me; I don't want you to write a review, not that you are doing the right thing, but it is always wrong to deceive people at any time, even if you are dressed in the cloak of kindness and helplessness; after you go back, write an essay on the topic of your deception to me, and hand it to me on Monday. After Yang Huaili finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked him to go back to the classroom.

Just when Teacher Yi came in, he saw Yi Shaofeng and thought he was naughty again. followed by two sentences to him, telling him to study hard, to be obedient and so on, and glaring at his writing wheels, Yi Shaofeng half-turned around and gave Teacher Yi a standard military salute, and echoed yes, causing the teachers in the office to burst into laughter, Yi Shaofeng trotted back to the classroom in the laughter.

Today is Saturday, there is only a half-day class, and there is a holiday in the afternoon. The last class at noon happened to be Yang Huaili's Chinese class, and after the class, Yi Shaofeng followed behind Teacher Yang and called him.

"Why is there something looking for me?" Yang Huaili looked back and saw that it was Yi Shaofeng, so he asked.

"Can the teacher's essay be handed over to you on Tuesday, and I want to take a day off on Monday. Yi Shaofeng raised his head and said.

"What's the matter, you haven't finished the matter last time?" With that, Mr. Yang turned around and prepared to go back to the office.

"The teacher is here to say, there are many teachers in the office, and everyone I don't want to do it is known. Yi Shaofeng pulled the corner of Yang Huaili's clothes and told him to stop.

"Okay, you say. ”

Yi Shaofeng briefly said about opening a store in Hefei, explaining that he asked for leave to go to the provincial capital not to play, but to have another job.

"You said you owned six restaurants in the provincial capital and a garbage dump in the town. "Yang Huaili looks like you can fool me.

"It's true, but now there is only 1 restaurant open, and 5 are under renovation, I have been back for about 20 days, I really don't worry about wanting to go and see, tomorrow one day is definitely not enough, so I want to take a day off on Monday." ”

"It's okay to ask for leave, but since you call me a teacher, I will be responsible for your studies, no matter what industry you are engaged in in the future, whether you have achievements or not, I will still be responsible for you at the moment, can you understand?" Yang Huaili saw Yi Shaofeng nodding, and walked to the office first.

I took two test papers, and this year's third grade to fourth grade exam papers. The title of the essay is actually "The Little River of Hometown", there is no restriction on the genre, and there is no need to limit it, because the genre of the third grade of primary school has just learned the narrative; Yi Shaofeng wrote an essay: "Endless rape flowers, fragrant, the morning sun; in the middle surrounded by flowers, houses made of straw and mud stand in the middle; this is my hometown, the place where every wanderer dreams of dreams." The small river in front of our hometown flows through our countless dreams, and the water is sparkling。。。。。。。。。。 Yi Shaofeng sprinkled 800 words, but the grid of the writing essay was not enough, and Yang Huaili handed him a manuscript paper next to him.

Yang Huaili saw his volume, and everything was right except for the composition. Essay Yang Huaili read it several times.

"Have you done an essay on this topic?" Yang Huaili was extremely suspicious, this essay was not a temporary play, and the decision had been carefully polished.

"No, it's just that I was bored some time ago, and I wrote a similar article with the title of "My Hometown", and this time I saw the title, so I changed it. In his previous life, Yi Shaofeng saw a prose called "Little River", as a pseudo-literary youth, he liked it very much, so he took the trouble to recite it.

I agreed with Mr. Yang that I would take the exam once a month, and if my grades did not drop, I could relax a little, and if it did, I would not be able to climb or come to school unless I was really half-paralyzed.

Yi Shaofeng did not go home, because the greenhouse in the village has been built, Zhu Mingfeng came the day before yesterday, and came to the bulldozer ten days ago, because the height difference between the fields in the former village is small, so the land leveling has been completed, and now the bulldozer is busy digging pits in the reservoir.

Seeing the orderly construction of the greenhouse, Zhu Mingfeng took two people to drive piles to determine the location and area of each greenhouse, and was very busy, Yi Shaofeng didn't want to disturb his work, so he didn't go forward to say hello. Most of the village's workforce is concentrated here, so it looks very lively, and the children who have just finished school in the village are also playing around. The entire 200 acres of land has been ploughed all over again, and the land is dried while building greenhouses; Yi Shaofeng asked Yi Shaosu to gather their small friends together to pick up broken bricks, rotten glass and other garbage that affect farming in the soil.

Yesterday, I heard Zhu Mingfeng and his father discussing the matter of building a nutrient bowl to cultivate seedlings, and preparing to plant green peppers and tomatoes this winter, the land is suitable, and the maturity cycle is three months, which can be marketed before the year. When asking Yi Shaofeng's opinion, Yi Shaofeng shook his head and handed over professional things to professional people to do, he still understood, anyway, he was a person who didn't care about killing and burying him.

In the evening, at the request of Yi Shaofeng, my father invited the village chief to come over for dinner, during which Yi Shaofeng and everyone recalled the past of the village, carried out friendly consultations on the current development and problems, and also looked forward to the future prospects of the village. Okay, that's to summarize what else to do in the greenhouse? and put forward the idea of a breakfast car that I wanted to talk about a long time ago.

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