For Fang Ning, what he can't wait to do now is not to make much money for the whole family, nor to grasp the pulse of the rapid development of this era, or to push his father to the throne of power like those rebirth novels, make up for those regrets that he did not have, and then have a perfect life.

There are many things he wants to do, but those goals are too far away for him right now.

I just want to wait for the sun to come out every day, eat the noodles cooked by my grandmother, and go to school with my schoolbag under the fluffy banyan tree to face the new day, and enjoy the warm life like light particles.

Although he is very unproductive like this, it can be said that he has lost the face of those reborn people, but he is just an ordinary person, and he can't easily create a business group and be a small official. Neither can you be a rich generation, nor can you be a rich second generation.

Some people may say that he can grab amazing wealth through the foreknowledge of his previous life, but he does not want to do that, although rebirth is undoubtedly the golden finger given to him by God, but it is his freedom to use it however he wants. Like lotteries, stocks, funds, and movies, these are indeed ways to get rich quickly, but for him, the memory of more than ten years is too vague, and he only remembers a few vigorous events in history, and he can't accurately remember the details of which day and day, and even the smiling girls in junior high school have been blurred, how can he ask too much.

It's a bit frustrating to think about it.

Fortunately, he is afraid of trouble, and if he can't figure it out when he encounters a problem, he will throw it aside, if he really drills the horns of the bull, then he must not trap himself in the alley?

The family really wants to get rich, but they can only go step by step, this is a gradual process, and they can't be a fat man by eating in one breath, even if there is really a windfall from the sky, they are not safe to sleep in their pockets. And his father is young and strong, and before it is his turn to find a way out for his family, he is also young and in his prime.

The current thing to do is to study hard, repay your parents and teachers with excellent grades, and live up to your expectations!

But when it's time to be nervous, you still have to be nervous.

For example, the ice disaster that is rare in a hundred years is like the sword of Damocles hanging overhead, danger is approaching at any time, and Fang Ning has to take action for his own life and the lives of his family and the whole village.

The ice disaster came from the end of 07 to the beginning of 08, and it was a freezing weather disaster that widely affected transportation in the south.

There are still three months before the arrival of the ice disaster, antifreeze quilts, living materials, candles that will be used as a power supply after the power outage and all kinds of things need to be prepared, and they must all be collected within these three months, these materials must be able to ensure all the living needs of Shanshu Village, as for Hongjia Village and even Yunzhezhuang further away, it has nothing to do with him.

In essence, Fang Ning was a cold-hearted person, unless it was related to the people around him, he would not risk doing this.

And this matter must be kept secret enough, there can not be many people who know, and it must be tight-lipped, the fewer people who know, the better, and who to hand over to do this matter, and what reason to use to collect materials has also become a difficult problem in Fang Ning's heart.

"Headache, headache," Fang Ning sighed in his heart.

Fu Qizhi wrote math problems on the podium, turned around and patted his palm stained with chalk ash, but his eyes fell on Fang Ning's face over the row of students, he turned his head sideways, his hand supported his cheeks, turned the pen shaft, and looked at the big banyan tree outside the window in a daze, the withered yellow plane leaves outside fell from time to time, but the careful Fu Qizhi found that his mind was not on the plane tree, and he was completely distracted.

As a teacher, I have never had a good face for this kind of student who is distracted in class.

Her face was cold, her fingernails knocked on the wooden podium, making a dull sound, the sound of rustling in the classroom suddenly stopped, there were no birds, the silence was terrible, those big and small heads shrank, and then looked back at the place where Teacher Fu's gaze was direct, and saw Fang Ning's face at a loss, how innocent and innocent his expression was.

As soon as Fang Ning saw that the attention of the audience was focused on himself, he didn't know that he was caught by Teacher Fu when he was distracted.

Rather than waiting for Mr. Fu to strike first and sit and wait for death, it is better to strike first.

"Teacher, I'm just trying to solve the math problem on your blackboard, I usually think the problem looks like this, this is my draft of writing the solution, just now I have the idea of solving it in my heart. ”

Fang Ning said very sincerely, his appearance as a soft and obedient boy was already very deceptive, plus he did write a draft of the solution in his notebook when he was bored in class, so this was completely in the past, but he was still a little weak in his heart.

Half-convinced, Fu Qizhi stepped off the podium, walked through the desk alley, and stopped in front of the desk.

The white hand picked up his notebook, on which he did write the draft of the topic on the blackboard, and saw that he did not look like a fake, and he already believed most of it in his heart.

This is also because Fang Ning has been well-behaved and sensible since the beginning of school, never making trouble, the homework that should be handed in is completed on time, basically it is all right, and he can answer the questions when asked to do it in class, if it is replaced by another naughty boy, he will not believe his rhetoric at all.

Fu Qizhi's expression slowed slightly, his brows furrowed, and he sat down when he asked him to answer the math problem, but he said with a sullen face that he would not be allowed to do this in the future.

After he sat down, he was still a little uneasy in his heart, after all, it was still a little wrong to deceive the teacher like this, this was also due to the gentle character of Teacher Fu, plus he had just been teaching for a long time, if he had been replaced by Teacher Fang Chengzhong, he would have seen through it at a glance.

After school at noon, he and Fang Wei walked on the mountain road and prepared to go home, the students passing by looked at him in groups, some people secretly discussed, some secretly stuck out their tongues, Fang Wei didn't know why, and thought that something was wrong with him.

Fang Ning looked at his nose and nose and heart, and the old god was there, ignoring all of them.

The two of them went home along the mountain road, passed by the sheepfold, carefully inspected the circle, saw how much salt was left in the bamboo tube, and pushed the doors and windows in the sheepfold open for ventilation.

The stove room of the old house was already full of smoke, and the faint green smoke seemed to be far away like a gust of wind and another gust of wind.

As soon as Fang Ning entered the courtyard, before he could open the straw fence door, Fang Wei was surprised, "There are guests at home?"

"How do you know?"

"The pavilion is filled with remnants of melons, fruits and wine cups. Fang Wei pondered why the old brother, who had always been shrewd, was always confused today.

Fang Ning wiped his sweat a little, and then he saw the decorations on the gazebo.