"Yes, even if it's far away. Principal Huang nodded and did not continue to discuss the issue.

Geng Hao sat for a while, and at seven or eight o'clock, he said goodbye to Principal Huang and went back.

Coincidentally, on the way back to the village committee, Geng Hao met Zhong Xiu, who was walking his dog. The cowpea ran happily on the new concrete road, and it was no longer fluttering in dust. But he didn't seem to be very satisfied, and rushed under the ramp with his head covered, and he had to get the dust on his body, as if he didn't get dirty and didn't call playing.

"Cowpea!" Zhong Xiu looked at the cowpea with disgust, pointing at him to stop it from approaching, "Let you pay attention to cleanliness, you are still running into the mud, you don't even want to get close to me today." ”

Cowpea wagged her tail and begged for mercy as always, and sat obediently waiting for Zhong Xiu to forgive. With a turn of his head, he saw Geng Hao, his tail shook violently, he stood up, and ran towards Geng Hao with lightning speed. Before Geng Hao and Zhong Xiu could react, the two front paws of the cowpea grabbed Geng Hao's legs, wagging their tails and sticking out their tongues with their mouths open, and their whole bodies were attached to Geng Hao's thighs.

"Cowpea, come down!" Zhong Xiu ran to Geng Hao in a few steps and ordered Cowpea. Cowpea still didn't care, just twisted her head back and stared at Zhong Xiu with some excitement. Zhong Xiu stepped forward, bent down and pinched the back of its neck, lifted it whole, and threw it aside, "If you see someone, stick it up, what's wrong." ”

"Probably knowing that you won't be able to hit it. Geng Hao helped cowpea speak.

Zhong Xiu glanced at the cowpeas that were circling around the legs of the two of them, and said helplessly: "It is also more human at this time." You just finished eating at Principal Huang's house?"

"Hmm. Geng Hao nodded and asked casually, "Where are you wandering around?"

Zhong Xiu said: "Just go down to my uncle's house and turn back." ”

happened to be on the same road, Geng Hao walked with Zhong Xiu: "I heard that you are planting trees this year?"

"Mmmm, just try it on the dozen acres of land in our house. ”

Zhong Xiu didn't ask Geng Hao how he knew, because this matter should have spread in the village a long time ago, and they were all waiting to see Zhong Xiu's results. As soon as she started talking about this, Zhong Xiu couldn't stop it, from the time she went to the county to find help with planting trees from the relevant departments when she started spring, to the excitement that she started planting trees, and then to the excitement of looking at the saplings in the back. During the discussion, the whole person was in high spirits.

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After Huang Zhishu told Principal Huang about the school, he went to find Deputy Director Zhang, who retired and returned to the village, and Deputy Director Zhang learned about the situation in the village, and also said that it was okay to plant trees with Zhong Xiu, saying that there are many barren mountains in Mo Village, and the overall utilization of the contract is excellent, and the state will also subsidize the planting of trees.

Although Deputy Director Zhang said so, Huang Zhishu still didn't do it directly. After all, there were a lot of things that were lost in the end after the brain fever was done before, and the village was in debt, so they didn't dare to make a big move casually, just wait for Zhong Xiu's results first. Seeing that there will be another change of office next year, his branch secretary still uses low-risk and low-capital methods to take the villagers to earn some small money. Accumulate a lot, and seek stability is the best.

Speaking of the school, after listening to it, Deputy Director Zhang didn't give any useful advice at all, but still asked Huang Zhishu to go to the villagers for advice and listen to the ideas of the masses. There was no way to do it, so Huang Zhishu picked a day and held a meeting of the village leaders to tell him about the school. After listening to this, the villagers still did not agree on it.

Zhong Xiu and Director Mo are against the closure of the school, and the reason is nothing more than what Principal Huang said. Huang Zhishu moved out the county's policies to support the closure of schools. Led by them, the village leaders were divided into two groups, each holding their own opinions and debating. After several hours of arguing, the final result of the discussion was to put the matter aside and wait for an ultimatum from the whole town before moving.

Mocun Primary School is still here, and in September, it ushered in a new school year. Principal Huang breathed a sigh of relief at that time, as if he had survived a catastrophe. Since Geng Hao knew that Mocun Primary School was on the verge of closing the school again, the whole person was also worried, and he felt that he could go to the school every day to say good morning to Principal Huang, interact with the students in the classroom and say "class", "stand up, good teacher", and see the five-star red flag rising every week, floating in the sky over Mocun Primary School, which is not easy. Unconsciously, Geng Hao's heart was also linked to Mocun Primary School.

During this year's winter and summer vacations, Geng Hao didn't go anywhere, and followed Zhong Xiu to the mountains to plant trees, because Zhong Xiu said that if these seedlings sell well, two-thirds of them will be donated to Mocun Primary School as development funds. And told Geng Hao that the first thing was to repair the school, and those bungalows are now developing into dilapidated houses.

This year's Spring Festival is also earlier than last year, and the second day of the second month of the second month of the solar calendar is Chinese New Year's Eve, of course, the solar calendar is already 2011. Last year's Chinese New Year's Eve was February 14th. If there is anything different about this year's New Year, it is that Liu Jia brought a little doll back to the village.

Liu Jia gave birth to a boy on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, named Tuan Tuan, who is almost a year old now, white and fat, with big eyes, really like a porcelain doll. However, Tuan Tuan was very afraid of life, so he only let Liu Jia hug him, and anyone else would cry immediately. Sometimes in order to tease him, everyone has to hug him and make him cry before returning it to Liu Jia.

Of course, more have not changed, such as Wang Dahua still hasn't come back. Although Wang Dahua did not come back, at the beginning of the lunar month, he remitted a sum of money to Principal Huang, which could have several thousand, saying that it was donated to Mocun Primary School, and the idea was the same as Zhong Xiu, thinking of repairing the school first. Wang Dahua also said on the phone that he would send a sum of money to Mocun Primary School every year in the future as compensation for his failure to stick to Mocun Primary School.

Principal Huang had a hard time accepting it, and wanted to return the money, telling Wang Dahua to let him save all the money well, so that he could bring his son back in the future, and the two of them could use it for their lives. Wang Dahua said that he went to see his son and found that his son was indeed doing well, and his son's stepfather was also very good to his son, so he thought about giving up and didn't want his son to come back and suffer with him. Let's just say that he is making money now, one is to support himself, and the other is to make Mocun Primary School well.

Hearing this, Principal Huang almost burst into tears and accepted Wang Dahua's money. But it was stored in the card first, and it was not moved, Principal Huang told Geng Hao that he should only save it for Wang Dahua first, and then use the money when the school is really struggling. also said that Geng Hao helped him remember this incident, and even told Geng Hao the password of the card number.

Geng Hao promised that he would remember things well, and the more panicked he became when he turned his head. Principal Huang seems to be getting more and more unable to remember things now, and he doesn't know if this is a normal phenomenon or a precursor to some other illness. Geng Hao prefers to believe that this is just old age and normal forgetfulness.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, after Geng Hao and Principal Huang had a reunion dinner, they saw that Principal Huang was going to sleep before returning to the Youth League Committee at about nine o'clock. He was in his room looking at the first draft of the novel that his college roommate Zhang Feng had sent him a few years ago.

Zhang Feng said that he spent two years of free time writing this suspense novel of 500,000 or 600,000 words, and now he wants to publish the book. In the past, in college, Geng Hao read a lot of this kind of book, and wanted Geng Hao to help him take a look, and by the way, let Geng Hao do the first draft proofreading, the reason is that Geng Hao is now a people's teacher, and it is very appropriate to give him the work of proofreading this kind of knowledge and culture.

Geng Hao refused to accept his unqualified compliment, but still accepted his commission. Geng Hao first read it roughly, and felt that the story was very interesting and well written, so he began to read it seriously for the second time, proofreading for typos and language problems.

As he was in a trance, a few dog barks sounded outside the village committee, and then a strong white light suddenly flashed back and forth in front of him, accompanied by footsteps. Although the people in Mo Village like to keep vigil on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the children are still playing and playing, the village committee still maintains the silence of no one disturbing it. Suddenly, someone visited, and Geng Hao couldn't help but stand up. As soon as he reached out and opened the door, there was a knock on the door.

The moment the door opened, the cold wind instantly poured into the house, Geng Hao was blown cold, and was startled by the figure standing at the door, and saw that it was Zhong Xiucai who held down his heart that was beating suddenly. Cowpea had already run into the house one step ahead of Zhong Xiu, squatting by the brazier to keep warm.

Zhong Xiu "giggled" twice and said, "Scaring you?" As soon as she spoke, a thick white mist came out of her mouth, blocking half of her face.

"It's okay, let's come in and make a fire. Geng Hao had already eased up, turned around and let the door out, and asked Zhong Xiu to come in to warm up. He also wanted to close the door quickly and resist the cold wind.

"I was just about to knock on the window, but I thought it was not good to scare people like this for the Chinese New Year, so I knocked on the door instead. I didn't expect it to scare you. ”

Zhong Xiu took off his gloves, sat on the small bench, and sat around the brazier. The brazier was burning with coal, and it was burning red, but it had a tendency to go out, and it seemed that the owner of the house was also planning to put out the fire and go to sleep. Looking around, I was relieved to see that there was a slit in the window for ventilation. This room is small, and if you don't ventilate it in time, it is easy to get gas poisoning.

Geng Hao poured Zhong Xiu a cup of hot water and explained: "After all, it is rare for people to come to the village committee so late. What kind of work do you have here, and you still come to the village committee on Chinese New Year's Eve?"

"Nothing worked. Zhong Xiu took the water cup from Geng Hao's hand and said with a smile, "It's just that I just sent Yuanshu back." My uncle and aunt are going to play mahjong in our house again, and they won't end up until they play at twelve o'clock. Just came back, see that your house is bright, just come and see. Why don't you sleep this night?"

Geng Hao said: "Read the novel for a while, and it will be time to set off the cannon after a while, rather than being woken up, it is better to wait for them to finish the cannon and then I will sleep." ”

"That pile of blank paper is a novel?" Zhong Xiu suddenly became interested, so he asked more, "Can I read it?"

Geng Hao didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he directly handed the novel to Zhong Xiu and explained: "This is written by my college roommate, I want to publish it, let me read it first." ”