When Mao Xiang and his party rushed to the village, they met Mr. Hu's family of three on the way, who were also rushing towards the village.

A few years have passed, and Mr. Hu and Hang'er's son Wen Yuan are already two years old, and they still don't see each other. I think that Mr. Hu is teaching and educating people in the school all day long without wind or rain, and of course he will not endure all kinds of hardships and hardships like the old peasants, and if he is 30 years old, he will already have a 40-year-old decline. Hang'er and Teacher Hu are in love, and they still maintain the sticky energy of cheating and falling in love with Teacher Hu. This mood is comfortable, and the life is moist, so that the hanging child is more and more lively and full of charm. Not only is he not seeing his old face, but he is even living more and more colorfully.

Wen Yuan was thin, and one or two sentences of crepe would pop out of his babbling mouth from time to time. It must have been learned by getting along with his father day and night. The villagers were willing to tease him, and from his small mouth more unintelligible but strange and amusing words. Wen Yuan has lived in school since he was born. Playing with the students all day long, he has developed a temperament that is not afraid of trouble, and he is polite first. As long as he meets the villagers, all men of a certain age, no matter what age, he will always call him Ye. If it is a woman, it is collectively called milk. So, those who were about the same age as Teacher Hu, and even some stunned cubs in their twenties, secretly led Wen Yuan to no one's place and taught Wen Yuan to call himself master. After all, Wen Yuan is a two-year-old-eating baby, and he adheres to Teacher Hu's loyal temperament, so he is naturally deceived. In public, he chased after this group of ill-intentioned gangsters, shouting one after another. Those people were so proud that they got rid of their human form, but instead made Zhenfu and everyone angry.

When Mr. Hu and his family were walking forward, Wen Yuanda, who was lying on Mr. Hu's shoulder and was looking around, caught a glimpse of a group of masters behind him. He fluttered his little hands and shouted loudly, "Master, Master."

Mao Xiang also followed Wen Yuan from afar, saying, come down quickly, call the master to hug.

Teacher Hu saw Mao Xiang and a few people happily rushing up, and hurriedly put Wen Yuan down.

Mao Xiang asked with a smile, Mr. Hu, go home to see your relatives.

Teacher Hu said, yes, I went yesterday. You went out to the mountains to do business.

Mao Xiang picked up Wen Yuan and walked towards the village with Mr. Hu. At the same time, he told the story of several people going to the town to petition. Mao Xiang was not afraid that Teacher Hu would know about this. After all, he is Zhenfu's son-in-law, and he is the most important person in the village for xylophones. Mao Xiang also wanted to let Mr. Hu and Jiao'er know their hard work and kindness, so that they could pass on their thoughts to Xylophone Zhenfu and others.

Who knows, Mr. Hu not only did not show a little gratitude, but persuaded Mao Xiang not to petition Mao Lin. He said: Nowadays, the roads in our village have been opened, the villagers have become rich, and the road to prosperity has also been broadened. We should all cherish it, think in one place, work hard in one place, and continue to unite and support each other to forge ahead. Fighting back and forth from home will not only fail to solve the problem, but will also ruin the great cause of getting rich in the village. No matter how you look at it, it's infinitely harmful.

Mao Xiang not only did not hear the words of gratitude, but asked Teacher Hu to teach him a lesson lightly, and he was unhappy in his heart. Seeing that the words were not speculative, he led the topic to Wen Yuan. teased him to say some words and sentences, and cut Mr. Hu's words hard. [End of Chapter]