Seeing Zhong Xiu's expression full of gratitude, Geng Hao was finally relieved. Because Geng Hao was still afraid that Zhong Xiu would misunderstand. After all, don't the older generation all say that watches are the same as clocks, and that giving away clocks is to be beaten? Although when they first bought watches, Gong Na and He Xiaoxiao both said that watches were not clocks after all, and they didn't mean that, so they casually recited a meaning, saying that giving watches is to hope that the friendship between two people can last a long time, and the situation of giving watches to people is very common.

Geng Hao had never given anyone a watch before, and he was persuaded at that time. But the more I thought about it later, the more wrong it became, this kind of thing is not misunderstood, if it is misunderstood, the birthday of the first day of the new year is sent to the bell, it must be angry and will clean up this person, and from then on it will be the enemy. Geng Hao asked Zhong Xiu to open the gift in person, and he also wanted to explain at the first moment of Zhong Xiu's misunderstanding. Fortunately, he really thought too much.

"If you like it, you can go back quickly, and I'll go back too." ”

Geng Hao looked at Zhong Xiu's bright smile, and he also felt a little happy and satisfied, so he used a flashlight to show Zhong Xiu the way home, and when she entered the courtyard, he turned around and went back to the village committee. At this time, it was already half past eleven, and every household began to crackle and set off firecrackers, and the sound was earth-shattering, blowing up the lively atmosphere of the New Year's flavor at once. When he passed in front of Principal Huang's door, Principal Huang was wearing a jacket and cotton boots, and was going out with a cannon.

"Principal Huang. Geng Hao was busy.

Principal Huang was a little surprised and asked, "You haven't slept yet, why did you get here?"

"Just go around, I'll help you set off the cannons. ”

"Give. Principal Huang directly handed the cannon and lighter to Geng Hao, and stood under the eaves himself. Geng Hao unsealed the long scroll cannon, threw it into the courtyard, found the introduction, lit it and ran to the eaves, and stood with Principal Huang.

Cracking sound.

The cannon continued to sound, red paper shells flew everywhere, and the yard was instantly foggy, filled with a thick smell of gunsmoke. Geng Hao and Principal Huang looked at each other and smiled, as soon as this cannon was released, it indicated that the coming year would be prosperous.

In the blink of an eye, it was already 2011.

……

When the postal service of the first month was at work, Geng Hao sent Zhang Feng's first draft back. After about ten days, Zhang Feng received the express, when he saw Geng Hao's proofreading for him, as well as the handwritten thousands of words attached to the back, Zhang Feng was very happy, and called Geng Hao again and again to express his gratitude. Geng Hao said that you are welcome, if you really want to be grateful, when it is time to publish, I will send two physical books with his signature. Zhang Feng agreed.

The days that followed, everything went on as usual, and it was no different.

If I had to say anything, it was that Geng Hao found that Principal Huang's memory was not as good as day by day, and he would sit there from time to time in a daze. For example, now, Geng Hao dragged on for a minute or two, and when he returned to the office, Principal Huang was already sitting in the office, with a peaceful face and didn't know where to look, and fell into a daze again.

Geng Hao didn't have time to say hello when he entered the door, and when he found out about Principal Huang's situation, he dispelled his mind to say hello even more. He just silently took the teacup from his table, poured him a cup of tea and put it back down. Geng Hao was dangling next to him, and Principal Huang looked at his own world as if he hadn't seen it. Geng Hao sat back in his place silently, looking at the book with his eyes, but he couldn't help but sweep Principal Huang with his afterglow, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Principal Huang continued this state for a long time, and Geng Hao finally asked the doctor in the infirmary last week what the situation was. The doctor told him that this was a precursor to Alzheimer's disease. Geng Hao was stunned on the spot and repeatedly confirmed to the doctor. The doctor said that the description is in line with it, if you can't be sure, you can go to the county to check, if you want to be more reliable, you still go to the big hospital in City C to check, it is close, and the medical facilities are relatively perfect.

Geng Hao said thank you in despair. The doctor asked Geng Hao who had this disease, and whether it was someone from Mo Village. Geng Hao said perfunctorily, he was an old man in the family, and he would let his family take him to see it when the time came.

He didn't dare to recruit Principal Huang, and if the village knew that Principal Huang had Alzheimer's, who knew what they would do? He didn't dare to tell Principal Huang either, for fear that he wouldn't be able to stand the blow. He didn't know who to tell about this, Principal Huang was a lonely old man, and his family with his closest nephew had also collapsed. He could only hold it back for himself first, and then talk about it when he couldn't hide it anymore.

Thinking of this, Geng Hao's nose began to sour, and as soon as his eyes blinked, he burst into tears. Geng Hao stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, forcibly held back his tears, forced himself to pay attention to the textbook, and forced himself to hurry up to prepare the content of the next class. But as soon as I caught a glimpse of Principal Huang sitting like a Buddha, I lost the slightest sense of concentration.

"Teacher Geng, are you out of class now?

Principal Huang suddenly came back to his senses, blinked his eyes and saw that Geng Hao had been sitting next to him for some time, and he didn't notice anything wrong, so he just smiled kindly. Geng Hao was stimulated by his gentle voice and had a sour nose, turned his head to Principal Huang's smiling face, his eyes were even more stimulated, and he wanted to pour out tears when he wanted to pour out, rolled down his dry throat, and raised a smile: "Yes, I took the time to criticize them in class today." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell rang outside for the preparation of the class. Principal Huang was a little stunned, and began to pack up the teaching aids for class, still muttering: "Why did you start class so quickly, I felt like I sat down for a while." It's true that the older a person gets, the faster time passes. Geng Hao heard every word clearly, hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions, and finally coughed lightly, and quickly packed up the teaching aids to be used in class later.

Principal Huang didn't notice Geng Hao's abnormality, and was still chattering, and his movements were not in a hurry. Picked up the teacup, weighed it in his hand, opened the lid of the tea and saw that it was a full glass of water, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Teacher Geng, when did you help me add water?" Thank you. ”

"It should. Geng Hao used a smile to cover the sadness in his heart, seeing that he was looking for things again, with a bunch of teaching aids for Chinese classes in front of him, Geng Hao's expression froze, and he reminded Principal Huang warmly, "Principal Huang, you are teaching mathematics in the third and fourth grades in the next class." ”

"Yo. Principal Huang exclaimed, a little anxious, and turned out the utensils to be used in math class in three or two clicks, and Geng Hao hurriedly helped him clean up. Principal Huang heard the class bell ringing and said with emotion, "Why do you always forget what class you are taking, it seems that you have to stick the class schedule on the table in the future." ”

"It's okay, I'll remind you later. Geng Hao followed and answered.

Principal Huang smiled and said, "This is good. Young people's memory is good. ”

"I'll get it for you. ”

Geng Hao helped Principal Huang hold the books for math class, and Principal Huang held a ruler and a tea jar. Geng Hao sent Principal Huang to the classroom, and then returned to his classroom. Halfway through class, Geng Hao was still not at ease, so he transferred to the second-grade class next door while the students were doing exercises. The second-graders probed their brains one by one and looked around.

"What are you looking at, why don't you do the tasks assigned by Principal Huang well?" Geng Hao entered the door with a serious face, and the students immediately sat down obediently.

"Teacher Geng, Principal Huang hasn't come over yet. A little girl raised her hand to point out the problem.

Geng Hao frowned and asked, "Didn't Principal Huang assign you the task for the first half of the class before class?"

All the students shook their heads: "No." ”

It stands to reason that they will assign a task to one class in each class, then go to another class for the first half of the class, and then give the practice task to that class, and then come back to class. They didn't even receive the assignment for the first half of the class in the second grade, and it seems that Principal Huang forgot that there is another class here.

"You can continue to study on your own. In the future, if there is such a situation, the class leader will organize the self-study content, and review and consolidate it or preview it by himself if there is nothing to do. ”

After Geng Hao finished explaining, he looked at the class leader and nodded his head clearly, and then he left the classroom and went to the first-grade classroom. Principal Huang was still sitting on the podium, looking at the bottom of the podium with a peaceful expression. But as soon as Geng Hao saw his situation, he knew that Principal Huang was starting to be stunned again. A deep feeling of powerlessness spreads throughout the body.

"Headmaster, we're done. The students under the podium finally couldn't help but remind Principal Huang. Principal Huang asked them to write a simple exercise, and they had already finished it for four or five minutes, and Principal Huang had not asked them if they had completed it. Even now that they took the initiative to report, Principal Huang did not react. The students immediately looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.

"Principal, we're done!" yelled a mischievous student.

It didn't take long for Principal Huang to slowly move around as if he had broken the ice condensed on his body. Unhurriedly, he stood up, picked up the long ruler, looked back at the blackboard, and then looked back at the students under the stands and asked, "Have you calculated all the questions on the blackboard?"

"Worked it out. All the students replied enthusiastically with their voices raised, but their tones were also full of deep helplessness. I've just said it several times, why is Principal Huang still asking?

"Okay, let's get someone to come up and do these questions. Principal Huang smiled with relief, smiled very gently, turned his head and saw Geng Hao outside the door, and said suspiciously, "Teacher Geng?

Geng Hao stared, pursed his lips and smiled: "It's okay, I just heard from the second-grade students that you haven't gone to their class yet, let me come and ask." ”

"Oh, what time is it?" Principal Huang looked at his watch in panic, and the expression on his face froze, "It's all at this time." Thank you Mr. Geng for reminding me, I'm almost done here, and I'll be over in a while. ”

"Hmm. Geng Hao nodded, turned around and went back to his fourth-grade classroom, walking very heavily step by step, his mind was a mess, thinking about how to solve this matter.

……

Before Geng Hao could figure out a suitable method, it was already in June, and the village party secretary was re-elected, and Huang was defeated because he served as the village party secretary for two consecutive terms and did not have too high political achievements. The village elected Zhang Deke, who was the deputy director of a county bureau before his retirement.