Wen Jinhe's seat is still empty, Xiang Xinrong is as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly, the college entrance examination is imminent, the general is frightened, collects the troops in battle, and retreats without a fight, this is the most intolerable thing for him, but he has done his best, Wen Jinhe's future can't be managed even if he wants to, if you want to blame her father with a granite head.

After listening to Xiang Xinrong's report on Wen Jinhe's situation, the old principal enlightened him and said, each family has its own difficulties, don't think about it, I will personally go to understand the situation this afternoon to see if there is any hope to persuade back, after all, we are eating the bowl of education this rice, we can't be like the parents, let alone look at their students will lose a good future and be indifferent.

When Xiang Xinrong heard that the principal was going to Wen Jinhe's house for a home visit, his face became solemn, and he said worriedly, Wen Jinhe's father is an old stubborn, granite head, not civilized at all, he knows that he is drunk, you better not go, so as not to be angry.

If you walk more at night, you will meet ghosts sooner or later, and if you meet more parents, you will meet all kinds of people sooner or later. The old principal understands Xiang Xinrong's mood at the moment, and is also grateful that he thinks about himself, but as an educator, he retreats as soon as he encounters a setback, and uses the Turtle Breath Dafa to be a shrinking turtle, this is not his style, the old principal smiled indifferently, "Dead horses should be live horse doctors, you don't have to worry about me, there is nothing to worry about, after all, people's hearts are flesh and blood, maybe he will change his mind, not to mention, we are here for the good of his daughter, is it possible that he will eat me?"

The old principal's attitude was very resolute, and he seemed to have made up his mind, and he would never give up if he didn't bring Wen Jinhe's focus back to the school and invite him into the classroom.

Xiang Xinrong was moved by the old principal's sincerity and serious attitude towards the students, he stiffened his neck, stiffened, and resolutely said, Principal, Wen Jinhe's home is on the edge of the Xiangjiang River, and it is not easy to find, so let me accompany you on a trip.

The old principal looked at Xiang Xinrong with satisfaction, and said with a smile, Teacher Xiang, you are a little bit of Liu Bei's measure of the thatched house.

Wen Jinhe is like a housewife, busy with three meals a day, she helps her father to mend the fishing net, Wen Jinhe inherited many of her mother's strengths, very ingenious, her father Wenlong taught her once, she can master the basic skills of weaving nets, and then slowly grope once or twice, she can be on her own, Wenhua Long looked at Wen Jinhe so quickly on the road, and the frowning brows naturally relaxed.

Aunt Wang's family is killing chickens and geese, it seems that there is a happy event to do, Li Mei ran to Wen Jinhe's sun-grain flat with a ruddy face, Wen Jinhe was mending the fishing net, she looked up at Li Mei who was dressed in a body, and smiled, "Mei'er, you dress yourself up like a bride, are you going to marry yourself?"

Li Mei is actually two years younger than Wen Jinhe, graduated from junior high school and was not admitted to high school, so she has been following her father to do farm work at home. Wen Jinhe's words did not cause her dissatisfaction, she said very generously, Sister Jinhe, on the day I got married, how about you being a bridesmaid for me?

Wen Jinhe was joking at her, but she didn't expect this little hoof to be really serious, she was very surprised, "Mei'er, you won't really get married, right?"

"What about getting married? I don't want to be an old girl. "For a rural woman who is eighteen years old, it is the most natural thing to find a man who likes her to marry," she said with a big grin.

"Mei'er, you seem to be only sixteen, how boring it is to marry yourself so early. After all, Wen Jinhe has been in high school for more than two years, so she has a wider knowledge and a higher ideological realm, she said puzzled.

Li Mei walked behind Wen Jinhe, rubbed on her, and said with a shy face, Sister, it's interesting to be an old mother like you, but you are still a high school student and don't know love at all.

Wen Jinhe devoted himself to studying when he was studying, and even rarely had contact with the male classmates in the class, in the area of men and women, she was indeed an out-and-out illiterate, she said coquettishly, Mei'er, it seems that you know love very well, let's talk about it, what is the taste of love?

"Love, it's just that when you see someone you like, your heart beats, you blush, a little sour and a little sweet, you're afraid to see him, but you think about him every day. Li Mei's eyes glowed, and her eyebrows fluttered.

"It seems that our Mei'er has really become a love expert, tell my sister, what does your sweetheart look like?" Wen Jinhe was ready to move after receiving Li Mei's love enlightenment.

"Well, it's hard to say, wait for their family to come to the marriage, you can help me take a good look and check it." Li Mei blushed shyly, and after saying this, she twisted her waist and left excitedly.

After Wen Jinhe finished mending the fishing nets, she was cleaning the small fish and shrimp in a large basin, and she wanted to make these small jade shrimp that had not been sold into small dried fish or shrimp rice noodles, and then take them to the market to sell.

In the afternoon, Xiang Xinrong took care of the things in the class and took the old principal to Yuwan Village.

The old principal saw Wen Jinhe in the sun-dried valley from a long distance, and said with deep surprise, after a few days, this Wen Jinhe has become a fisherwoman, and she is really impressed.

"The eighteen changes in the female college, life makes people, there should be a lot of stories in this family. Xiang Xinrong also felt the same way, and he agreed.

"In this way, let's first find Wen Jinhe to understand the situation at her family, and then contact his father head-on, and strive to do her father's work and gnaw this hard bone. The old principal came up with his own strategy and became confident.

Jiang is still old and spicy, Xiang Xinrong trembled in his heart, the last time he suffered a loss, he didn't understand the whole situation, so he rashly asked her father for a showdown, but the result was very passive, touching the ash of his nose, he agreed very much, "Then talk to Wen Jinhe first, I hope she can tell the truth." ”

"Move with emotion, know with reason, we have to believe in our students. The old headmaster seemed to be very sure and said confidently.

Wen Jinhe in the sun-valley flat also saw Teacher Xiang Xinrong and the old principal who came to her house, she was surprised a lot, looked at the two of them in amazement, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

She cleaned her hands that still smelled fishy, stood up immediately, approached them awkwardly, and said embarrassedly, Hello teacher and principal, come and sit in the hall.

The old principal looked at Wen Jinhe, looked at her dew-stained eyes like grass, smiled and said, The sun is very warm today, so you don't need to go to the hall, just sit in this ping.

Thinking about the unbearable appearance of his home, it is too shabby, Wen Jinhe felt that it was good in the ping, and said shyly, Then I will move the stool, wait a minute. Both smiled and nodded in unison.

Wen Jinhe hurriedly brought two chairs from the hall and motioned for the two teachers to sit, but he stood timidly, not knowing what to do.

After the old principal sat down, he glanced at Wen Jinhe very seriously, and said in a low voice, Don't stand still, go get a stool again, I want to ask you something.

Wen Jinhe said with a panicked face, I'll just stand, the teacher will sit first, and I'll make a cup of tea.

As soon as Wen Jinhe walked away, the old principal stood up, took a turn in the ping, looked at the environment around Wen Jinhe's house, and said to himself, with this condition at home, this child is only afraid of suffering a lot of crimes.

After Wen Jinhe made tea, he still stood respectfully opposite the old principal and Xiang Xinrong, with his hands on the seams of his trousers, trembling, looking very uneasy.

"Don't be nervous, we're here to understand the situation, and we don't mean to criticize you. Xiang Xinrong comforted her.

"What about your father and mother?" said the old headmaster, straight to the point.

"My dad went fishing early in the morning. Wen Jinhe hesitated, bit his lip and said.

"Then you ......" Xiang Xinrong herself wanted to ask what her mother was doing, but the old principal gestured to him with his eyes, and pulled his arm, and Xiang Xinrong stopped abruptly.