Under the influence of luck in the full version.

Wang Huan believes that from now on, everything he sees and hears is likely to represent a special meaning, and he can't miss any information!

And now, he doesn't have the slightest idea of how to find Hu Lei, since this is the case, it is better to follow Jiang Muyun to Zhaochenggou!

Uncle Hu's eyes brightened: "Wang Huan, you mean that it is possible to find clues to Lei'er when you go to Zhaochenggou?"

Wang Huan said: "For the time being, I'm not sure, but I think I might find something there." ”

Uncle Hu's heart became excited.

He became short of breath and said quickly, "Okay, I'll contact the vehicle immediately and accompany you over tomorrow." ”

Wang Huan was stunned, he hadn't spoken yet.

But he saw Jiang Muyun open his mouth and said: "Old Hu, Zhaochenggou is more than a hundred kilometers away from Lin City, and the road is bumpy, and the vehicle can't drive directly there. You can only stop in the town more than ten miles away. Next, we had to climb mountains and wade through two mountains to reach our destination. The journey was very hard, and even young people couldn't bear it. This time, Brother Huan was just inquiring about the news in the past, so I don't think you need to follow me for the time being. If Brother Huan has the exact information, it's not too late for you to rush over. ”

Wang Huan nodded: "Mu Yun is right, Hu Lao, it's better to wait for news at home, not in a hurry." ”

Uncle Hu's excited heart gradually calmed down.

He thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "You are right, if I go along, I may become a burden to you." However, the mountainous terrain in your province is complicated, so you have to be careful. In addition, the more remote the mountainous area, the more fierce the folk customs. And there are some people who will rely on the official authority of the fart and bully others. Especially for this kind of major event of building a Hope School, there will be many young people who try to reach out in vain...... Well, so be it, I'll find you someone to walk with you. With him here, you don't have to be tied down when you encounter some problems. ”

After finishing speaking, Uncle Hu showed a mysterious smile.

Wang Huan was stunned.

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The next day, the winter solstice.

Different from the northern customs, the people of your province are not accustomed to eating dumplings on this day, but like to eat all kinds of soup noodles with meat. For example: mutton powder, beef powder, dog meat powder...... Wait a minute.

Early in the morning, after Wang Huan finished eating a bowl of hot mutton noodles.

As soon as he put down the bowl, he saw a man in a suit knocking on the door. The man was about thirty-five years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a briefcase under his crotch.

After seeing Uncle Hu, the man smiled: "Old Hu, happy winter solstice." ”

Uncle Hu laughed: "Xiao Luo, you have finally arrived." Come, let me introduce you, this is Wang Huan. This is Jiang Muyun, the head of a love foundation. Wang Huan, Xiao Luo is Secretary Qian's secretary, and his full name is Luo Dong. Do you know Secretary Qian? Qian Sujun is a high-ranking official in your province. ”

Luo Dong stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wang Huan and Jiang Muyun, and nodded with a smile: "Wang Huan, Jiang Muyun, hello." ”

"Brother Luo, hello. ”

At this moment, Wang Huan's heart was stirred.

Yesterday, Uncle Hu said that he would find someone to walk with them, and Wang Huan originally thought that it would be good to be able to come to an ordinary cadre. But he never expected that Uncle Hu would actually find the provincial secretary.

This is a real Buddha!

It can be said that with the big guy Luo Mi here, your province can almost go sideways.

Seeing the surprise in Wang Huan's eyes.

Luo Dong said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, with your identity as Wang Huan, plus Jiang Muyun is coming to our province to carry out construction aid work this time, so it is not abrupt for me to accompany me." ”

That being said, Wang Huan's heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

Even Jiang Muyun almost lost his temper.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, Lu Mingjun drove an off-road vehicle, left Lincheng, and went straight to Zhaochenggou.

This is Wang Huan's first time in your province, so he is a little curious about the scene outside.

After the off-road vehicle left Lincheng, Wang Huan saw the villages along the way, and almost every house had a long rope hanging a large string of red peppers at the door. At a glance, it is red, and it is very good-looking.

Luo Dong explained with a smile on the side: "Huaxia peppers look at your province, and your province's peppers come out of ten townships." Gui Province is one of the earliest areas in China to grow and eat chili peppers, which has a history of nearly 400 years. The excellent ecological environment has given birth to the excellent quality of "spicy harmony and warm taste" of peppers in Guizhou Province. Nowadays, in China and even in the world, there are many well-known food industries that need chili peppers, and the source of chili peppers is basically your province. As for Shixiang, due to its excellent geographical environment and climate, the quality of the peppers produced is even more famous in the province. Moreover, chili pepper is also the main source of economic income for many people in mountainous areas. ”

Along the way, Luo Dong introduced the unique customs of your province and his attitude was quite friendly.

It was an eye-opener for Wang Huan.

At about ten o'clock, several people came to a small town closest to Zhaochenggou, and after Lu Mingjun parked the car, he asked a local person to clarify the route, and then began to rush to Zhaochenggou on foot.

The trail was a little muddy due to a few days of light rain.

After three hours of arduous trekking, everyone finally arrived at a small village with only more than 20 households - Zhaochenggou.

In front of you, there is a low-rise tiled house, which looks very deserted in the gloomy weather.

However, to everyone's surprise, next to these tiled houses, there is a tall and beautiful five-story small western-style building, which looks out of place with the surrounding tiled houses.

Wang Huan was surprised: "Huh, there are still nouveau riche here?"

Jiang Muyun smiled: "In this poor and remote place, it is definitely not easy to build a western-style building of such a scale. ”

Luo Dong nodded and did not speak.

Soon, Jiang Muyun found today's destination: Zhaochenggou Primary School.

The primary school is located on a flat plot of land at the head of the village. It is said to be an elementary school, but in fact it is just a few dilapidated mud houses, with old newspapers pasted on the windows, and the howling cold wind makes the newspapers rattle.

Outside the mud house is a dirt clearing enclosed by a bamboo fence, which is probably a playground.

Looking through the unclosed classroom door, a young male teacher was standing on the podium, teaching children.

There is only one classroom in the whole school.

There were more than 30 children sitting inside. Almost every child's face was frozen by the cold wind, and there were chilblains on their hands, and even many children's hands were frozen and rotten, and yellow pus flowed out.

A few children also had a small homemade stove under their tables, and a wire thread was threaded through a can, and several pieces of charcoal were placed in it. As long as you pick up the small stove and shake it, the charcoal inside will burn and be used to bake the fire.

According to the information collected by Jiang Muyun, not only from Zhaochenggou, but almost all villages within a radius of ten miles will send their children here to school.

There are only two teachers teaching here, and they are a couple who come to teach. The male teacher standing on the podium at this moment is named Gao Jun, 22 years old this year, and has been teaching here for a year and a half.

When Wang Huan and the others approached the classroom, Gao Jun turned his head to look at them, motioned for the children to be quiet, and walked out.

He didn't recognize any of Wang Huan and them, but said in surprise: "You are?"

Jiang Muyun smiled slightly, stepped forward to explain the intention, and then said: "So our intention is to investigate the situation here, if we can, our foundation will allocate funds to build a hope primary school here, so that the children can have a good learning environment." ”

Gao Jun's eyes showed joy, but it was fleeting, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your kindness." The conditions here are indeed very difficult. It would be great if we could build a Hope Primary School, but ......"

Jiang Muyun asked, "But what?"

At this moment, a shrill voice suddenly interjected: "Gao Jun, do you still want to do it as a volunteer teacher? If you don't want to do it, go back to the city with your fat girlfriend." Didn't Mader Labor and Management say a long time ago that you must notify me as soon as someone comes to the village?"

Wang Huan, Jiang Muyun and the others turned around, and saw a man in his thirties striding over with a bloody face and a face full of anger.

Gao Jun's face changed, he quickly stood up, and said cautiously: "Du Zhishu, they have just arrived, and I haven't had time to inform you yet." ”

"You'd better not lie. ”

The man named Du Dalei snorted coldly, carefully looked at the clothes of Wang Huan and the others, and asked, "What are you doing here?" Are you here to make charitable donations?"

Wang Huan frowned: "Who are you?"

Du Dalei said: "Let me ask you, are you here to donate?"