Just when the summer vacation was about to end, a letter suddenly came from the commune, transferring Mr. Hu to teach in the commune middle school. Moreover, if you are required to report in the near future.

Teacher Hu immediately understood that it was his father and mother who made a ghost from it, and wanted to separate him and Hang'er alive. He suddenly lost his energy. I hold the public rice bowl, I can only listen to the arrangement of the government, and my arms can't twist my thighs.

Hang'er also showed a look of despair. She said to Teacher Hu, you go, don't worry about me. We have no fate in this life, and I will look for you in the next life. If I can't be a husband and wife, I'll keep the empty house for the rest of my life.

This order not only made the two of them suffer, but also made the Zhenfu family suffer a fatal blow with a dull stick, but also made the whole village anxious. Once Mr. Hu leaves the picker and leaves, what can the babies and cubs in the village do. You can't just go to school for a few years, know a few words, and then you don't learn again. The villagers went to the village cadres with all their hearts. The front foot went out of the sour apricot courtyard, and the back foot slipped into the door of the wooded house, and then stepped into the threshold of the xylophone house.

Those who are more anxious than the villagers are sour apricots and xylophones. The school was built by the two of them. It was originally quite prosperous, but the teacher was suddenly transferred, and the school had to be closed. It's a big thing that burns the eyebrows.

To this end, Sour Xing presided over an emergency meeting to discuss the closure of the school.

At the beginning, Maolin still had a bit of schadenfreude. I secretly thought in my heart, you Zhenfu has always been the master of walking high ridges and climbing high branches, this time you can be regarded as completely falling into the muddy puddle, drinking enough muddy water, how many nests do you want. Not to mention the loss of face, the bitter water in the stomach has to be licked up secretly, and I have to say that this water is really delicious.

He said nonchalantly, Teacher Hu has been transferred, won't the commune give us another teacher? Why is it going to be stopped?

Sour Xing said angrily, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk. At the beginning, when Xylophone and I went to school, the commune didn't agree to do it at all, saying that the teacher was nervous and couldn't even get a single person. Now it was Xylophone who begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother and shouted grievances everywhere, digging holes and digging doors, and only then did he get Mr. Hu here. Now, Teacher Hu is gone, who still has the ability to dig up another teacher.

Mao Lin didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and he was also worried and anxious. His family's Bangwa and Cao'er both go to school. If the school is really closed, what will happen to the two cubs going to school?

Because this matter is directly related to the marriage of Jiao'er, which is a well-known thing, it is difficult for Zhenfu to show how active and dedicated. However, the anxiety in his heart prompted him to burn another fire while it was hot. The fire burned vigorously, forcing the sour apricots to think of saving Teacher Hu from the marriage crisis.

He tentatively said that the school must not be closed. There are dozens of babies in the village, hoping to learn something, and they are no longer blind like our generation. Can you find the leaders of the commune and talk about our difficulties? Wait a while, and when you find a new teacher, let Teacher Hu go.

Sour Xing said, I'm afraid it's not so easy. The leaders of the commune are not only in charge of our village, but also in the whole commune. We are such a small village, where will it be placed under their noses.

Zhenfu saw that a few people couldn't come up with a safe idea for a while, and he was even more anxious. He caught a glimpse of xylophone sitting silently in the corner of the table, frowning and thinking about what might happen to her. He was like a life-saving straw, and said to the xylophone, his sister-in-law, you bothered to run this school. It's going to be closed now, why don't you say a word and come up with an idea.

Sour apricot urged, yes, you can also speak.

Xylophone sighed and said, what other ideas can I think of. The commune's intention is very clear, it would rather let the school in our village be closed than say that the commune's school is short of teachers. This is called giving up the small family to take care of everyone, and giving up the small profit to take care of the overall situation.

Zhenfu said that the school can't be closed so easily. If this is the case, our children will suffer a big loss, and the babies will suffer a big loss.

Muqin said, otherwise, let's try it first, and go to the commune to complain to the leader. It's better to keep Mr. Hu. If you can't keep it, and you can't dig up a new teacher, let's also ask Teacher Hu to leave a few days later, so that he can teach until the summer vacation. During the holidays, the children didn't have a holiday, so they asked Jing'er and Ye'er to substitute for them first, and pre-tutored the next semester's courses. There is still such a long time, let's think of going to the commune to ask for a teacher.

Zhenfu interjected again, if the commune doesn't send teachers to us, I think that when Ye'er and Jing'er graduate next year, I will ask them to be teachers to teach the baby cubs, and they can teach them well.

His words made Sour Apricot sound very useful. When the two cubs graduate and return to the village next year, they don't have to take care of it themselves, someone has already arranged a job for Ye'er. This is what Sour Apricot has planned for a long time. On National Day, he became a barefoot doctor in the village, and Ye'er became a private teacher again. The second son was left to work and the third son to work, and then find a way to go to the commune or where to stop. The family has no worries.

Sour Xingdao, let's do it, let's find the leader first. There is still such a long time, let's think of going to the commune to ask for a teacher. I don't believe it, the leaders of the commune really don't have thousands of people in our hundreds of households.

In his words, two messages were clearly revealed. It is not only an affirmation of the xylophone's opinion, but also a recognition of Zhenfu's idea of eagerness to convince everyone to solve his worries.

The matter was settled, and it was still Sour Xing and Xylophone who were responsible for running the commune to find the leader.

That night, Zhenfu and his family came to the xylophone house together.

Zhenfu said, his sister-in-law, I can't hide my family's affairs from you. The matter of hanging children is also unknown to the whole village. You think about it, if you really transfer Teacher Hu away, what can I do with my family. The reputation is also out, and in the end, I will get a cat to pee and soak in the air, and I will be happy to marry someone in the future. Alas, alas, what a shame.

In a hurry, he couldn't interject, so he sat aside and wiped his tears.

Mao Sheng also said, uncle, don't worry, we all want to think of ideas, but we must not be wronged. He urged Muqin again, didn't you ask Uncle Sour Xing to go to the commune. You have to find a leader to talk about it, don't dare to transfer someone as good as Mr. Hu away.

Muqin said, I also know about Hang'er and Teacher Hu. This time, he will be transferred, and the matter of the person they are talking about must be involved. Otherwise, how can you teach it well, and you don't even say hello, you just transfer away. Mr. Hu is in love with Hang'er, and he definitely doesn't want to leave. When I met him today, I saw that he was going mad. He kept begging me to find a way to keep him.

Zhenfu knew that he couldn't hide the xylophone anymore. If you hide it again, who else can solve your own problems. He finally tore off his face and told him about the things he had been hanging with Teacher Hu in recent days, especially the general process of Teacher Hu's father and mother resolutely opposing this family business. Let the xylophone be given to the staff officer, and this family business can still be successful. If it doesn't work, how can you do it?

Muqin said that the Hu family must have worked hard to find someone to transfer Teacher Hu away. If you want me to say, as long as the attitude of Jiao'er and Teacher Hu is resolute, no one can be separated. Now that it is a new society, it has long been discouraged from the idea that parents are arranged. If the Hu family makes a hard way and has to break up this family business, we don't have to be afraid. With the support of the government and the protection of policies, see who dares to come nonsense. The key is whether the two of them are really in love and want to live for the rest of their lives.

Zhenfu returned home and pondered the words of the xylophone repeatedly. pondering and pondering, I always felt that the last sentence of the xylophone was hinting at something to myself. He turned on all the parts of the machine in his brain, and turned it vigorously for several days and nights, and finally came to such a conclusion. That is, as long as Hang'er and Mr. Hu make cooked rice, see if his Hu family dares to refuse to marry.

When he came to such a conclusion, even he himself was startled, and felt that his reasoning was almost ridiculous. Why would xylophone let Hang'er do such a shameful thing. However, Zhenfu weighed it in his heart for a long time, thinking that although the xylophone would not have such a hint, this path may not be impossible. It's just that the risk taken by the hanger is too great. If Mr. Hu met a better girl than Hang'er in the commune, and turned around and kicked Hang'er, it would be to force Hang'er to death.

Because he had a stain on his body, he didn't dare to say this to Huoyazi, for fear of attracting Huoyazi's anger and noise. But in his heart, he hoped that Hang'er could take this step bravely, take a risk for his lifelong happiness, and strive for a chance to save. Then, he sighed at the weakness and incompetence that he usually showed. I regret that I usually discipline my children too tightly, so that those who are able dare to beat Lao Tzu, like foreign companies;

At this time, Zhenfu was powerless. He could only talk about the success of the trip to the sour apricot and xylophone commune in his heart, and hoped that Jiao'er could understand the current danger and take that difficult step with his heart.