Mr. Jin in the distance has been standing quietly next to the car, watching silently, watching Zhang Kun teasing those children, watching those little guys running wantonly with candy, and watching Zhang Kun talk to the young man who came out later.

He couldn't understand what was here, why were there so many children, and why were they called Teacher Zhang Kun?

And it wasn't until everyone returned to the low wall again, and there were only two people on the desolate land again, that Mr. Jin slowly walked towards Zhang Kun and came to the outside of the low wall.

And when he really got closer, Mr. Jin found that the only house in front of him was even more dilapidated than what he saw in the distance.

The mud bricks are cracked, leaking, and in some places, even reaching for arms.

And slowly walked to Zhang Kun's side, a dark green plaque made Mr. Jin's eyes stare at him.

On the wooden plaque, there are a few types written in white lacquer that have long been blurred, and Mr. Jin looked at it for a long time before he vaguely recognized the words on it.

"Ishibashi Elementary School!"

Mr. Jin silently recited these four words in his heart, and suddenly Mr. Jin's face changed suddenly, he looked at the four big characters on the plaque blankly, and a trace of incredible thought flashed in his mind.

But soon Mr. Jin's face returned to normal, he slowly looked away from the plaque, and then turned his head to look inside the gate.

Huang Guowang stood in front of the blackboard, holding a book, and began to teach the little ones.

Brand new blackboards, white chalk, red-painted desks.

It's a school, and it's normal to have that, but when it's put together with some other things around it, it's very eye-catching.

The old brass clock, the wall clock that has peeled off its paint, and the pair of wooden shelves in the corner of the wall, when together with these things, the brand-new desks in the middle of the classroom are so out of place.

Mr. Jin was silent, he glanced at the entire classroom as if he had nothing to do, and then his eyes slowly converged on the wooden plaque hanging outside the door again.

The four big characters on the plaque, although they have long been blurred, are still faintly visible in them.

"What are you going to build a school?" Mr. Jin, who was looking at the plaque, suddenly said inexplicably.

Zhang Kun, who has been in a daze since Huang Guowang entered, was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Mr. Jin strangely: "Didn't you say it before, I built a school!"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Mr. Jin sighed inaudibly, but soon became casual again, and turned his head to look at Zhang Kun: "You are the teacher here?"

"Do you mean those little guys call me teacher?" Speaking of this, Zhang Kun shook his head: "No, they call me teacher because I helped them take a class last time I came, so they just call me teacher." ”

"Is that so?" Mr. Jin muttered in a low voice.

"Will the built school be renamed?" Mr. Jin suddenly raised his head and asked again.

"Change your name?" Zhang Kun was stunned, and then looked at Mr. Jin strangely: "Why do you want to change your name?" I think the name of Shiqiao Primary School is very good. ”

"That's it!" After listening to Zhang Kun's words, Mr. Jin fell silent again, bowing his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Kun looked at Mr. Jin strangely, this guy, why does he always ask some inexplicable words, it's really strange.

But when it came to the school, Zhang Kun said: "Mr. Jin, this drawing has also been done, and you have also seen the field trip, which is basically such an environment, you should be able to roughly estimate the cost of the house now." ”

"The cost of the house ....... Mr. Jin suddenly raised his head and scratched the back of his head hard, with a helpless and hesitant look on his face.

Seeing Mr. Jin's appearance, Zhang Kun frowned: "Haven't calculated it yet?"

However, as soon as Zhang Kun's voice fell, Mr. Jin hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, it's out!"

Zhang Kun was stunned, and looked at Mr. Jin with a wink: "It's out, how much is that?"

"Approximate value...... "Mr. Jin suddenly lowered his head and sighed inexplicably, and then when he raised his head again, his face had been replaced by a bright smile.

"That's the approximate number...... 1.5 million!"

One and a half million?

Hearing this number, a trace of doubt flashed in Zhang Kun's eyes, and then he looked at Mr. Jin with a strange face.

"I heard you say in the car before, is it not 1.7 million, or 1.8 million? I was a little distracted, but it shouldn't be 1.5 million?"

"Ah, what, you heard me wrong, I said 1.5 million in the car. ”

"However, I really seem to have heard something 1.7 million!" Zhang Kun was a little confused.

"You said you were distracted, and besides, I could not remember what I said myself, I said 1.5 million. Mr. Jin said with great certainty.

"Yes, is that so?"

"Yes, surely, that's it!"

"Well, well, one and a half million is one and a half million!"

"Yes, deal. ”

......

Two days later, four or five large trucks carrying a large number of things came to Shiqiao Elementary School, and the place, which had been desolate and quiet and a little scary, suddenly became lively.

Not far from the dilapidated Shiqiao Elementary School, a temporary construction site was set up temporarily.

And farther away, a whole bunch of people are measuring, surveying, and designing.

In the distance, Zhang Kun and Mr. Jin sat on chairs, smiling and talking.

"Do you think that old gentleman is really stupid, he came here to teach, he taught for thirty or forty years, and when he died, he didn't even get married, so he just went. ”

"I've lived all my life, but I've thrown most of my life here, you say this person, is it stupid?"

"And now that Huang Guowang, a good serious college student doesn't do it, and he doesn't stay in the bustling city, he has to go to this poor ravine and teach those dirty little kids. ”

"I really don't know what he thinks, his head is dead from reading, and he won't turn around?

"There is another one you don't know, named Huang Shikai, the same as Huang Guowang, a tendon, a dead head, can't stand a few pitiful eyes from the old man, so he signed a deed of sale for a lifetime. ”

"However, I really can't understand this life, he just accidentally went out and never came back!"

"Well, what's wrong with him?" Mr. Jin, who had been listening quietly, couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Kun pursed his lips with a flat face: "Dead, sacrifice yourself to save others!"

"Stupid, all fucking stupid, stupid hopeless bastards. ”

After cursing a few words fiercely, Zhang Kun's face calmed down, and he looked up at the sun in the sky: "Okay, Mr. Jin, I'm going to leave too, so I'll leave to you here." ”

"I have transferred the 700,000 deposit to your account, and the remaining 800,000 will be settled again after the school delivery inspection. ”

In this regard, Mr. Jin smiled and nodded: "OK, then it's decided, do you want me to send you?"

Zhang Kun shook his head: "It's okay, isn't there a truck to go back, I'll just take a ride, then, see you next time, Mr. Jin." ”

Zhang Kun stood up, pulled the travel bag on his back, then waved his hand and ran towards the truck that was about to leave in the distance.

And when Zhang Kun walked away, the smile on Mr. Jin's face slowly dissipated, he looked at the young back in the distance, couldn't help sighing, and muttered in a low voice.

"Are they stupid? But how smart can you be? 1.5 million. ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Jin suddenly laughed at himself again: "If you say that, I don't seem to be very smart, 300,000!"

Thinking of this, Mr. Jin showed a wry smile on his face, then put his right hand on his heart and looked down at his chest.

"Does it hurt? I'll count three times, and if you don't speak, I'll treat you as no pain!"

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ps: What's that, Situ stretched out his hand pitifully: Brother Ribs, look, it's the third watch!