In the side room without lights, lying on the bed that Huangshi had slept on before, feeling the unique tranquility of the countryside, the night passed quickly.

The next day, the early morning sun shone on the whole land, and Zhang Kun stood in front of a small piece of land, watching Huang Guowang carefully take care of his vegetable garden.

In addition to teaching, Huang Guowang also needs to cultivate this vegetable garden, which is also the source of vegetables on his weekdays.

Time passed little by little, and the students slowly arrived, and at half past seven, Huang Guowang came to the classroom, and all the students had already arrived.

Huang Guowang greeted everyone one by one, and then when he was carrying the hoe and wanted to put it back in the side room, suddenly a student stopped Huang Guowang.

"Teacher Huang!"

The voice was crisp, it was a little boy about ten years old, he hesitated for a moment and stood up, ran to Huang Guowang, and then carefully took out a red plastic bag from behind.

"Teacher Huang, this is what Dad asked me to give you, this month's tuition!"

The red plastic bag was full of rice.

There have been enough things that have surprised Zhang Kun in the past two days, so Zhang Kun was not much surprised when he saw this.

But after handing over the plastic bag to Huang Guowang, the little boy carefully took out a piece of French cake from his pocket, yes, an ordinary French cake, Zhang Kun went from a snack to a big one, the kind of French cake made of flour, Zhang Kun still loves to eat it very much.

I saw the little boy take out the French cake and hand it to Huang Guowang: "Teacher Huang, this is what my father bought when he went outside yesterday, for you to eat!"

While speaking, the little boy looked at the French cake in his hand with a pair of eyes, and unconsciously swallowed the saliva in his mouth, it was obvious that the little boy himself also wanted to eat it, but he finally sent it to Huang Guowang.

Huang Guowang was stunned, but to Zhang Kun's surprise, Huang Guowang actually took the piece of French cake with a smile.

However, the next scene made Zhang Kun stunned.

I saw Huang Guowang carefully put down the plastic bag and hoe containing rice, and then raised the French cake in his hand and smiled at the little ones in the distance: "Xiaotian brought the French cake today, if you want to eat, come and line up!"

I saw countless cries of surprise, and then all the little guys consciously lined up in front of Huang Guowang, only to see Huang Guowang tearing up the French cake little by little, and then each person sent a small piece.

The palm-sized French cake was divided into more than 20 points, and each person could only get a thumb-sized piece, but everyone's faces were filled with excitement and satisfaction, and then they quickly stuffed it into their mouths and chewed it in large gulps.

A piece of French bread, but they are so satisfied!

Zhang Kun suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father often brought back the French cakes when he went out, which was one or two catties at a time, and every time he and his sister could eat several, all-you-can-eat.

Sometimes, if you are halfway through a cake and suddenly full, you will even throw it away if you can't finish it.

But looking at the little guys who were smiling because of a small bite of French cakes, Zhang Kun pursed his mouth, his eyes were sour, and he couldn't help but turn his head.

But at this moment, suddenly a small figure walked in front of Zhang Kun and raised the French cake in his hand: "Teacher, I'll give you this!"

Zhang Kun was stunned, he remembered that this child seemed to be the oldest of all, and he was also the class president, responsible for watching the time, ringing the bell and other responsibilities.

I saw him holding the small mouthful of French cake in front of Zhang Kun, and his dark cheeks were a little chapped.

But Zhang Kun looked at the little boy in a daze: "You, what did you call me just now?"

"Teacher, Mr. Huang once taught us a sentence, one day to be our teacher, for life. ”

"Teacher, you taught us a lesson yesterday, so you are our teacher!" the little boy seemed to take it for granted.

"Teacher?" Zhang Kun was stunned, he muttered these two words, looking at the little boy in front of him, the sincerity in his eyes, Zhang Kun was silent.

After a while, the little boy saw that Zhang Kun had not moved, and a look of hesitation flashed on his face: "Teacher, doesn't the teacher look down on this?"

Hearing the little boy's words, Zhang Kun shook his head silently, and then took the French cake in the little boy's hand with a slight tremor in his right hand, slowly put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The taste is so sweet, and the sweetness makes Zhang Kun's heart ache.

Seeing that Zhang Kun finally took his French cake, the little boy showed a very happy smile on his face, bowed to Zhang Kun, and then trotted back to his seat.

The children frolicked for a while, and then at eight o'clock, Huang Guowang walked to the blackboard with a textbook and started class.

At this time, standing outside the school gate, Zhang Kun glanced at Huang Guowang, who was taking classes seriously, and the classmates who were listening carefully, Zhang Kun turned around and left, and walked towards the road he came from without looking back.

Zhang Kun left, and Huang Guowang didn't find out until after class that Huang Guowang didn't have any feelings about Zhang Kun's farewell, even if he wanted to, it was grateful.

Because he helped send back the news of Huang Shikai and his relics.

And it was only at this time that Huang Guowang realized that he didn't know the name of this person.

But, whatever your name, thank you!

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After a two-hour walk, Zhang Kun came to Hongshan County again.

Standing in front of an ATM, looking at the balance of 35,000 displayed on the screen, Zhang Kun took out his card, and then walked into the bank next to him.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Guowang was giving his students their last lesson, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of a tractor crackling in the distance.

The sound was getting closer, and the tractor finally stopped at the school gate.

"That's it, let's help me move it down!"

Huang Guowang was stunned for a moment by the familiar voice, and there was a commotion outside.

The noise made all the students couldn't help but turn their heads to look outside, and Huang Guowang finally couldn't help it, and walked a few steps briskly to the gate.

Huang Guowang was stunned, he stood by the gate in a daze, looking at the scene outside the school gate in disbelief.

Two tractors were parked outside the school gate, and on top of the tractor, it was filled with countless things.

Wooden desks, wooden stools of appropriate height, large blackboards, fiery red school bags, and clothes .......