tasted the sweetness, Huang Pingfan really wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, publish a hundred and ten poems, and obtain a large number of source points.

It's just that even if Huang Pingfan deliberately stopped the car and recalled it over and over again, he never found even a complete poem in his mind.

Huang Pingfan tapped his head a little angrily, wanting to recall a masterpiece of Sister Shu as much as possible.

After all, facts have proved that in this parallel space, there is no such person as Sister Shu, which is a very big benefit.

However, Huang Pingfan spent half an hour just remembering the name of a poem "Motherland, My Dear Motherland".

Then, racking his brains, he thought of the three sentences "I am the old dilapidated waterwheel by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead", to be precise, there is no complete memory.

"Hey, forget it! Hit sometimes you have to have it, hit no time you don't have to force it!" Faced with such a good opportunity, Huang Pingfan was more than willing but not enough, scratched his head, and laughed at himself Ah Q.

Weekend.

Huang Pingfan rode Suzuki and returned to Yingnan Village at one time.

Along the tree-lined path, Huang Pingfan drove the car very slowly.

I don't know if it's because of a good mood or other reasons, in short, Huang Pingfan saw Yingnan Village in the midst of the dense forest, and always felt that his hometown had such a fairy spirit.

Back then, Zhuge Liang, who had not yet been born, seemed to live a secluded life like this.

Could it be that these people in their hometown are also like those hermits in ancient times?

"The grass is green, the water is blue, oh, the depths of the white clouds are the hometown, the hometown is in the south of the Yangtze River......" Huang Pingfan couldn't help humming this song, which reminded him of Sister Qiongzhu's ballad the most.

Yes, in this remote village, in these thatched huts, under this quiet and tranquil shade tree, with your beloved, living a free and beautiful life, how fascinating it is.

The more I think about it, the more I feel intoxicated, and the more I think about it, the more I want to get rid of all the disturbances, put myself in it, and enjoy the immortal-like, leisurely and leisurely fairy life.

Listening to the barking of dogs in the distance, the pure laughter of the children showed the quiet and tranquility of the small village.

Such a fairyland is so beautiful that people can't bear to destroy even the slightest bit.

Huang Pingfan couldn't help but ask himself: "Is it really good that I invited them out of the mountain like this and disrupted their peaceful life?"

Yes, such a quiet life is really beautiful, beautiful and a bit picturesque, like a fairy life. It is as calm as a lake of spring water, which makes people can't bear to make waves. It's as sweet as a bowl of molasses water, which makes people want to taste it slowly, but they are always afraid that they will drink it too quickly and destroy the fairy rhyme in it.

Although the car drives very slowly, it always drives to the destination.

"Brother Xiao Fan is back!"

A childish voice suddenly woke Huang Pingfan from the fairy rhyme.

"Hehe, I'm back. Come, eat sweets. Huang Pingfan took out a large bag of candy from the basket at the front of the car and handed it to his younger brothers and sisters who came to greet him.

Yes, in Huang Pingfan's past and present lives, he seems to be very unaccustomed to bringing a [meeting gift] in front of him, unless he goes to ask someone to do something.

However, Huang Pingfan knew that it was a very bad habit. Therefore, in this life, Huang Pingfan plans to get rid of this bad habit, no matter who he goes to in the future, if it is possible, he must remember to bring some [meeting gifts] in front of him, not to say any human etiquette, at least it is lively and festive, isn't it?

The cousins and cousins in the small village, although their small life is very quiet and peaceful, but after all, it is like a primitive society.

Buy them some candy, it's really festive. Just looking at their happy smiling faces, Huang Pingfan can feel an indescribable sense of achievement.

Surrounded by the little ones, Huang Pingfan once again came to his grandfather's room like a general.

The house was full of people.

The uncle had no choice but to drive out the small group of people.

"Grandpa, I'm coming back to see you!" Huang Pingfan held a large bag of candy in his hand and put it on the table in front of his grandfather's bed.

"Xiaofan is back. Grandpa replied with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Xiao Fan seems to be more sensible now. The fourth uncle said with a smile.

"Hehe, the practice of human affection is the article. Brother Xiaofan is a person who knows how to write articles, so ah, people are sophisticated, and they understand it better. The third uncle rarely patted Huang Pingfan's fart.

Uncle and uncle also looked at Huang Pingfan together, smiling.

Because Huang Pingfan is a rectum, he always can't help but have good things in his heart.

Therefore, I didn't plan to be polite slowly, and asked as soon as I came up: "Uncle, have you all read the textbooks for primary and secondary schools?"

"Wow, Xiaofan, are you a god for us? Let's buy a lot of textbooks for primary and secondary schools. He also let us get the university textbooks, how could we have read them all in a week? If anyone can have such efficiency, what else do people need to run a school?"

Huang Pingfan was stunned, scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Ah, yes, I haven't been able to finish reading it myself, so many books." ”

Last week, Huang Pingfan took four adults, each of whom bought a complete set of primary and secondary school textbooks.

Because, Huang Pingfan really has no free time, and in addition, because he has always wanted to wait, first integrate all the knowledge of primary and secondary schools into one, and then study seriously, lest any subject suddenly reach the level of integration, and then want to integrate, it will be even more difficult.

Therefore, Huang Pingfan couldn't even take a cursory look at the entire set of textbooks.

Seeing that the third uncle was deliberately provocative, the uncle frowned a little dissatisfied, and then said to Huang Pingfan: "I have read it all, and, just like what you asked Xiao Fan." First read it briefly, and then read it seriously.

Although I can't say that there is much gain, at least I have a brief understanding. Knowing those physical and chemical phenomena, it can be regarded as basically reaching a general understanding. ”

"A genius is a genius!" Huang Pingfan couldn't help but admire.

Grandpa smiled a little apologetically, a little embarrassed, and said, "Well, the boss is indeed a genius! Back then, I simply and rudely dragged the boss home to farm, which was indeed a bit wrong." Fortunately, the boss has not returned all the knowledge in the books to the teacher over the years, and will always find some books to read. ”

When the third uncle was studying, his grades were particularly good. Teacher Yao Hongwei, who is now a professor at Nanjing Normal University, attaches great importance to the third uncle.

Although, after graduating from high school, the third uncle went home. Even later, when the country resumed the college entrance examination, he did not take the college entrance examination again.

However, his personality determines that he will never dare to be left behind.

He has worked as a doctor, as a teacher, as a professional duck farmer, and as a charcoal burner.

Now, the uncle actually wants to specialize in beauty, how can the third uncle be convinced.

Therefore, he also said to his grandfather: "Not only have I read it several times, but I even think that even if I take a set of last year's college entrance examination papers now, I can be admitted to the undergraduate score line." ”

"Ah, the third uncle is so powerful? After many years, your sleeping knowledge points can wake up so quickly?" Huang Pingfan felt a little incredible.

Although, when the third uncle was in high school, he was indeed a rare good student. Just when everyone has no intention of learning and thinks about going around all day long, he still wants to learn culture well.

But, no matter what, after all, the fist does not leave the hand, and after many years of waste, no matter how powerful it was back then, shouldn't it be very strange now?

"Hehe, what I'm saying is that if I go to the liberal arts exam now, I will definitely be able to get into the undergraduate score line. The third uncle laughed a little spoofingly.

Although the third uncle said that it was liberal arts, Huang Pingfan didn't feel any difference, so he asked, "Isn't liberal arts different?"

"It's the same there? liberal arts, many, many things, even if you are not in school, aren't you still in contact with them all the time?" the third uncle asked.

"Frequent contact?"

Huang Pingfan scratched his head, just remembering that inside the third uncle's cabinet, there was a cabinet full of novels. Could it be that the third uncle said that he often came into contact with hundreds of novels in his cabinet?

"Fool, isn't language just language and writing? We are always using and reviewing the language and writing of Chinese.

Geography and history, although they are not used very much, are not completely abandoned, and they can still be used if they are not.

Politics class, we all live in the contemporary era, everything is practiced, if you want to learn and use, it is not a big problem.

The only thing that is a little rusty is high school mathematics, which is rarely used.

Also, English has become very rusty. In other words, I didn't study well back then, so this subject was a little more difficult.

But, Xiaofan, didn't you tell us to sell English repeaters? We listened to and studied the texts in every lesson seriously.

So far, English is a big gap for the time being, but I believe it will be solved soon. ”

Listening to the words of the third uncle, Huang Pingfan was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that a powerful character was so powerful. If there is no system sister, Huang Pingfan really doesn't dare to compare with these uncles and uncles, they are too powerful.

Huang Pingfan asked, "This week, you are all reading?"

"Well, everybody is reading a book, everybody is reading together, not only to create an atmosphere, but more importantly, to be able to discuss and learn from each other. Learning in this way is much more efficient. Uncle said.

"Awesome, amazing!" Huang Pingfan praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe, during this time, I am a little free for the time being, so it is good to gather together and be lively!" said my uncle with a smile.

"My car has been sold! Brother Fan, if I don't have a job in the future, I won't have anything to eat. The fourth uncle said to Huang Pingfan with a smile.

"As long as everyone can get a university diploma from the University of Electric Power smoothly, then all this is not a problem. But if you don't get a college degree, I can't do anything about it, even if I try to help you. Huang Pingfan said with a smile without any psychological burden.

The third uncle asked solemnly: "When will the wind start to blow in this typhoon, and how long will it blow?"

"The wind blows in a year or two, and it blows for three years at most. Huang Pingfan said with certainty.

Huang Pingfan's is not really any inside information, but he is willing to come back from the future. Therefore, Huang Pingfan can uphold an absolutely positive attitude towards this news.