I don't know which aunt in the village leaked the news, so that the whole village knew that the high school teacher of Song Yazi, the eldest son of the Song family, came to visit his house today.

Song Ming took his sister and Hang Wanqing as soon as they entered the house on the front foot, and several elderly grandmothers and aunts came on the back foot. They didn't see Hang Wanqing, who had just sat down, and they started talking.

"Xiao Ming, this beautiful girl is your high school teacher, and she's too young. Grandma Yang leaned in front of Hang Wanqing to take a look.

"Yes, the high school teachers are so young, younger than the naughty junior high school teacher in my family, they must be highly educated. Aunt Niu squeaked.

and the eldest grandmother Wu in the village even grabbed Hang Wanqing's white jade hand and patted it gently, her cloudy eyes tried to open and showed a kind smile and asked Hang Wanqing: "Little daughter-in-law, you are our Xiao Ming's girlfriend, right?"

Hang Wanqing didn't expect that it would be such an occasion, the fair and pink pretty face was suddenly dyed red, and even the fleshy earlobes were red. I have to say that the people in this village are too welcoming, and they are completely different from the neighbors in the big city community.

"Grandma, she's my high school teacher, not my girlfriend. Song Ming explained unhurriedly on the side.

Grandma Wu, who is in her nineties, has a little back in her ears and asks Song Ming to speak louder.

Song Ming gave up and went to his parents' bedroom to ask his mother why so many people came at once, and which one leaked the news. His mother was using a plate to fill candy melon seeds and peanuts, and she smiled at her son's question: "Maybe the people in the village saw you taking your sister to pick up your teacher on the road." ”

Song Ming thought about it and felt that it was more likely that his mother was talking about this, and on the way back, they did meet several aunts who came home from farm work. But I remember not telling them that Mr. Hang was my teacher, how did they guess it?

Song Ming frowned, right now he still felt the most fucking disgust.

Mother Song glanced at her son, stuffed the plate full of candy to him, and then said truthfully: "Before you came back, someone's mother came to ask me if my son had brought his girlfriend back." I can't ruin your teacher's reputation, so I told you that your high school teacher was coming to our house. Get out of here, your teacher won't be able to sit still outside. ”

Song Ming couldn't cry or laugh, he knew that this matter was not simple.

In the lobby, several neighbors came at this time, and the group surrounded the evening in the middle. Song Ming's sister Xiaomei stood aside and watched the excitement, not pestering her brother because of the lollipop in her mouth.

Song Ming hurriedly walked up with a fruit plate, and said with a smile: "Grandma, Grandma Yang, aunt, third aunt, aunt, eldest sister, eat melon seeds and eat sugar, this candy was specially bought by my teacher for everyone to eat." ”

"The teacher bought it, then I have to eat one. ”

"Teacher, you are such a good person, there are not many good teachers like you now. Grandma Wu grabbed Hang Wanqing's little hand and was reluctant to let go.

"I have to get one for my son and make sure he can go to high school and college. Aunt Long smiled and grabbed a handful of candy and stuffed it into her jacket pocket.

“。。。。。。 ”

Hang Wanqing, who was trapped in the crowd, asked Song Ming for help with her eyes, and she could see that her nose was sweating with the naked eye. Song Ming shrugged his shoulders and said that he couldn't help it, and that was the custom in their village. Fortunately, at this time, Song Ming came out of the bedroom and said, "The teacher came today and wanted to go to the mountain behind our village to have a look." Isn't there a temple on the mountain, Xiao Ming also went to worship God, bless him with a smooth college entrance examination this year, and be admitted to university. ”

"That should go. ”

"The temple on the mountain has been repaired, and Daddy Yang guards it every day, and now you can burn incense and worship God. ”

As soon as Song's mother said this, the neighbors all said that they wanted it, and in turn urged Song Ming to take his teacher up the mountain quickly, so that they could catch lunch just in time.

Song Ming looked at Hang Wanqing, who was secretly relieved, and pretended to ask her, "Teacher, will we go up the mountain now?"

"Go now, the sun isn't very big. Hang Wanqing stood up and said.

Uh-huh.

Xiao Meihua was going to go with Song Ming's thigh at this time, and she didn't know how she guessed that her brother was going to climb the mountain with her beautiful big sister.

Song's mother went up and picked up her daughter, took a bubble gum and coaxed her.

Song Ming and Hang Wanqing glanced at each other and quickly fled the scene.

In less than half an hour, the two of them had already arrived on the mountainside, ready to rest in place for five minutes. Hang Wanqing found a smooth stone and sat down, looking at the river and rice fields at the foot of the mountain.

The cool breeze from the mountains brings the cheers of small birds and the fragrance of mountain flowers, which can quickly calm an anxious heart at this moment.

Song Ming stopped and looked back at the village at the foot of the mountain and said to Hang Wanqing: "I heard from the grandfather of the older generation that our Yinhua Mountain was a strategic high ground in the defense of fifty or sixty years ago, and we fought fiercely with the enemy for three days and three nights. Our Yinhua Mountain was originally more than 300 meters high, but after the victory in the defense battle, it was more than 100 meters shorter, and it was bombarded by the enemy's bombs. ”

Song Ming smiled when he said this, "When I was a child, I often went up the mountain to look for eggshells, and I still kept one or two at home." ”

Hang Wanqing retracted her gaze and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect your village to have such a shocking story." ”

"That's it. Song Ming straightened his chest in front of Teacher Hang, and said with great pride: "I won't tell you that my grandfather is a veteran who participated in that battle. Later, my grandfather also went to the Yalu River, and lived in Heilongjiang for a year after the victory of the anti-KMYC. In our family, my grandfather's Mandarin is the most standard, but he is no longer there, and he left in my freshman year of high school. ”

"I didn't expect your grandfather to be so powerful. Hang Wanqing exclaimed. She found that Song Ming's face was full of pride and pride when he talked about his grandfather's deeds, and there was no sadness at all, so she didn't get up to comfort him when she learned that his grandfather had passed away.

She knew that this student of hers didn't need to.

"That's right, my grandfather was my idol. It was also because of my grandfather that I didn't get involved with my cousin and became the only intellectual in my family who was in high school. Song Ming laughed as he spoke, "Sister, let me tell you that my grandfather educated my cousin well that year. ”

Hang Wanqing looked up at Song Ming, and the light in the other party's eyes was very dazzling. At this moment, Fang's heart moved slightly, and she hurriedly stood up and continued to walk up the mountain, not letting Song Ming see her reddish pretty face.

Song Ming couldn't read Hang Wanqing's inner world, and when he saw the other party walking in front, he hurriedly went around to the front and continued to act as a guide.

Yinhua Mountain, there is a temple on the top of the mountain, which has just been renovated. There is a temple blessing in the temple, it is Uncle Yang in the village, who set up a stall in the city in the early years to tell fortunes and make a living.