After the art classroom was set up, the students of Chungkook Hope School came to the school one after another, or got up from the dormitory to come to the classroom.

Zhang Yipeng's father looked at the group of students and asked in surprise: "Isn't it a holiday today, why are the students still in school?"

So, Lin Ping smiled and explained the reason to Zhang Yipeng's father. Zhang Yipeng's father was deeply moved after hearing this, nodded and said to Zhang Yipeng: "You have to teach this group of children well, Yi Peng, you can't mislead people's children." ”

Zhang Yipeng said with a smile: "Dad, why did I mistake people's children? Your son is not a generation of famous teachers, but he is definitely a good teacher and helpful friend." ”

Zhang Yipeng's father shook his head and stretched out his finger to the children in front of him and said: "I don't think you have any success for these children, Yi Peng, if you stay here for two years, you not only have to educate this group of children well, you should learn from this group of children, you have to learn from their hard and simple spirit and positive and optimistic attitude." ”

Zhang Yipeng laughed helplessly, and then said a little impatiently: "Okay, okay, I know, Dad, don't say it." ”

At this time, Lin Ping opened his mouth and said, "Have you had breakfast?"

Yu Mengfei shook her head with a smile and said, "No, we set off last night and got here all the way." I didn't eat breakfast, and Uncle Zhang didn't rest. ”

After hearing this, Lin Ping asked, "Why do you want to set off at night, just set off in the morning and come over in the afternoon." ”

Zhang Yipeng hurriedly said: "Set off in the morning, you still want to come over in the afternoon, let me tell you, you may not be able to come over in the evening." ”

"Why?" Lin Ping asked curiously.

"It's a traffic jam. Zhang Yipeng said, "I said, we could have arrived an hour or two earlier, but the car on the National Day road was jammed...... Yes...... Constipation is the same. ”

Zhang Yipeng's father turned white, Zhang Yipeng frowned, and said: "Such a big person, he doesn't speak seriously, and he doesn't look like an adult." ”

Lin Ping hurriedly played a round and said, "Let's go and eat, let's go to the school cafeteria to eat." ”

The group came to the cafeteria to eat, Liu Qingmei was helping her mother cook, and when they saw Lin Ping, they happily ran over to say hello one by one: "Hello Teacher Lin, hello Teacher Zhang, Sister Mengfei, Qingmei wants you to die." ”

Saying that, Liu Qingmei ran up and hugged Yu Mengfei, and Yu Mengfei also hugged Liu Qingmei happily: "Hey, my Qingmei sister is black!"

"Ah, what will turn white will turn white. Liu Qingmei said coquettishly.

Then Liu Qingmei looked at Zhang Yipeng's father and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is your teacher Zhang's father, just call Uncle Zhang. Yu Mengfei said with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Zhang. Liu Qingmei shouted sweetly.

"Hey, okay. Zhang Yipeng's father replied with a smile, and then couldn't help but boast, "This little girl is so handsome." ”

Breakfast didn't change much from usual, it was porridge, dough, eggs and pickles, and the porridge and dough were mixed with sweet potatoes.

Sweet potato, also known as sweet potato, is called sweet potato in the north. It is a crop widely distributed in various parts of our country, easy to plant, easy to take care of, coarse and cheap, very adaptable and large, although it is not a staple food, but since the introduction of the Ming Dynasty, it plays a pivotal role in China's food industry.

In the late Ming Dynasty, after natural disasters and wars, the population was less than 100 million, but in a short period of time, the population rebounded rapidly and rose rapidly, and the role of sweet potatoes was indispensable. Without sweet potatoes, the number of people starving to death on the land of China could more than double during certain natural disasters and wars. The "General History of the Chinese Population" even concluded that sweet potatoes were the basic reason for the rapid population growth after the middle of the Qing Dynasty.

Sweet potatoes are also the main crop in poor mountainous areas like Kushan, and they have been the guarantee of food and clothing for the people of Kushan for hundreds of years. Because, sweet potatoes are not valuable, and the people of Kushan can't sell them at all.

Therefore, the only use of sweet potatoes for Kushan is to be full.

At the dinner table, several young people were talking and laughing while eating, and Zhang Yipeng's father was just silently drinking porridge and eating bread without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking, at this time Feng Chunxiu walked out with a few pieces of dried sweet potatoes in his hand with porridge.

Zhang Yipeng's father looked at the dried sweet potatoes in Feng Chunxiu's hand and slowly asked, "Is this a dried sweet potato?"

Feng Chunxiu nodded and said, "Yes, what, do you want to eat?"

Zhang Yipeng's father nodded and said, "Bring me a piece." ”

Feng Chunxiu handed him a piece of dried sweet potato and said with a smile: "It's rare, there are people in the city who can eat dried sweet potatoes." No one will eat this stuff except us poor people, and these college students can't eat it. ”

Zhang Yipeng's father took a bite of the dried sweet potato and tore it off with a lot of effort, chewed it slowly in his mouth, and then sighed and said: "When I was a child, I ate this every day in the countryside, and in our era, until I was as old as a few of them, my family couldn't afford to eat at all, and I just ate this sweet potato every day, and I vomited until I vomited." ”

Saying that, Zhang Yipeng's father recited a ballad in a somewhat bleak tone: "Sweet potato soup, sweet potato bun, you can't live without sweet potatoes." ”

After reading it, Zhang Yipeng's father said with a smile: "I didn't expect that even today, I can still drink this sweet potato soup and eat this sweet potato bun." ”

Feng Chunxiu smiled and said, "Some of them are good to eat, but I didn't have to eat them before." ”

Zhang Yipeng's father smiled and said, "Yes, you're right. ”

This sweet potato rice reminded Zhang Yipeng's father of some past events, and while eating, he told everyone about the difficult years when he was a child.

After eating, Zhang Yipeng asked his father to go to his dormitory to sleep and rest, but Zhang Yipeng's father refused.

Zhang Yipeng's father looked at Zhang Yipeng and asked, "Have you visited this bitter mountain?" Take me around. ”

Zhang Yipeng scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Dad, I've been here for a short time, and I really haven't shopped." ”

Zhang Yipeng's father said: "That's okay, let's go to this bitter mountain together, this bitter mountain, I look better than the general scenery, there are few people, leisure, and I have the right to travel." ”

When Yu Mengfei heard it, she smiled and said, "Then Uncle Zhang, I'll go shopping with you." ”

Zhang Yipeng's father looked at Yu Mengfei and nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, it's best if Mengfei can accompany her." ”

"Principal Lin, will you take us on a tour of Kushan?" Yu Mengfei looked at Lin Ping and asked with a smile.

Lin Ping thought for a while and said apologetically: "No, I really have something to deal with today, so let's let a few students take you." ”

So, Lin Ping asked Liu Weiguo and Liu Xiangqian to give the three of them as guides to visit Kushan.

For their convenience, Lin Ping also lent them his tricycle, but was rejected by Zhang Yipeng's father, who said with a smile: "No, just climb the mountain." ”

It wasn't until dusk that Zhang Yipeng and the others returned to school, Zhang Yipeng's father didn't look like anything, but he didn't know what he was thinking, Zhang Yipeng was tired and wilted like a frosted eggplant.

After a few people had dinner, Zhang Yipeng and Yu Mengfei went back to the dormitory to rest, but Zhang Yipeng's father came to the office to find Lin Ping.

"Uncle Zhang, do you have something to do with me?" Lin Ping asked when he saw Zhang Yipeng's father coming over and hurriedly poured water.

Zhang Yipeng's father sat upright on the chair and nodded, saying, "Hmm." Yi Peng is now teaching here to contribute to the development of the country and poverty alleviation, and my father also wants to do something to help the children in the mountains as much as he can. ”

When Lin Ping heard this, this was a good thing, and said with a smile: "The fathers and villagers of Kushan are really grateful to you, so how are you going to help?"

Zhang Yipeng's father pursed his lips and said, "Can the children of Kushan spend 10,000 yuan a year?"

Lin Ping thought for a while and said with a smile: "I can't spend it, except for the winter and summer vacations and holidays in high school, I can spend five or six thousand yuan in school, and if the tuition fee is subsidized by the state, but in college, I can spend eight thousand yuan a year? ”

Zhang Yipeng's father nodded and then said with a smile: "In this way, I see that Zhang Yipeng has built a basketball court on your playground, and it has been named Zhang Yipeng Basketball Court." ”

Lin Ping smiled and said, "Yes, that's the case. Mr. Zhang built two basketball courts for the children at his own expense, and he built them himself. ”

Hearing Lin Ping say this about his son, Zhang Yipeng's father was very happy, and said with a smile: "Count this kid to do some personnel, so let's do it, I will build a bursary fund in our school, not much, 100,000 yuan a year, the cost of helping ten children go to high school and college, first ten years." The name is named after the kid in my family, and it's called Zhang Yipeng Scholarship Fund. ”

[System: Zhongguo Hope School Zhang Yipeng Scholarship Fund was established. 】

Note: Zhang Yipeng's father, Zhang Zhao, will donate 100,000 yuan every year to sponsor our students to attend high school and university.

Current term: 10 years.

Zhang Yipeng's father continued: "Although it is not a lot, it is also a piece of my heart, and I hope you and the children in the mountains can accept it." ”

After hearing this, Lin Ping said gratefully: "Of course I accept it, this is already a lot, and my heart is already very strong." The children in the mountains will definitely thank you and Zhang Yipeng. ”

Zhang Yipeng's father, Zhang Zhao, shook his head with a smile, and said with a little moist eyes: "I just saw the people in the mountains, and I thought of when I was in the countryside before, and these children had the shadow of my previous childhood. Alas, you young people live in a good era, like my Yi Peng's boy, if he hadn't come to teach, he would have spent a lot all day long, and he wouldn't believe the words I had taught him before, and I didn't believe that there was still such a poor place in our country. ”

After a pause, Zhang Zhao said again: "Don't tell Zhang Yipeng about the kid's bursary fund first, and tell him on October 16." It was his birthday, so I guess I gave him a birthday present. ”

Lin Ping was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Okay." ”