Chapter 172: Who knows what to think

"Then Mr. Huang, we'll come up to play with you next time. Lin Wenhao, Xu Jiayi, Lin Xiaoxin and Huang Liqin walked out of the school gate and said goodbye to her.

"Uh-huh, I'll come up and get together when you have time. ”

Huang Liqin is naturally happy, after all, these two brothers and sisters are her own students, and they haven't seen each other for so many years, and they want to get together for a while.

"Okay Mr. Huang, then let's go back first. ”

Lin Xiaoxin waved to Huang Liqin with some reluctance, and then went to the bubble tea shop opposite with Lin Wenhao and Xu Jiayi, because the car was still there.

Lin Wenhao and Xu Jiayi waved their hands to Huang Liqin, took Lin Xiaoxin to the opposite milk tea shop, and then drove the car, ready to go back to their hometown.

And Huang Liqin looked at Lin Wenhao and them, since they were driving those two sports cars, she was very surprised. Although she didn't know about cars, she came back just now and knew about the two sports cars parked there, but she didn't expect that it was Lin Wenhao's.

"Teacher Huang, they are all your students. Even the security guard guarding the school gate asked Huang Liqin in surprise when he saw this scene.

"Yes, it's my student. Huang Liqin looked at the security guard and said with a smile.

"It's a luxury car, it seems that you're a rich student. The security guard said.

Huang Liqin nodded, watching Lin Wenhao and them leave, she was also proud in her heart, she didn't expect them to perform so well, and she felt sorry for Lin Wenhao for choosing to drop out of school for a while. Although Lin Wenhao's high school grades were not very good, Huang Liqin was very optimistic about him, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he even drove a luxury car.

In the end, Huang Liqin was a little emotional, but instead of envy, she was very proud and gratified, because Lin Wenhao and Lin Xiaoxin were both her own students, and of course she hoped that her students would do well.

And Lin Wenhao drove the car, followed by Xu Jiayi and Lin Xiaoxin, and left Xuwen County in the direction of his hometown and went back to the next town.

Fortunately, the roads in the countryside are also cement roads, which are naturally not like the roads of more than ten years ago, at least the current rural areas are also new, and the roads are also extending in all directions.

Therefore, Lin Wenhao and Xu Jiayi, driving sports cars with very low chassis, can naturally be comfortable on these roads. After 30 minutes of wild racing, I finally entered a small town called Qianshan.

This town is naturally a typical rural town, the town is naturally not very big, just a few hundred meters down a street, but the town has everything, but now at four o'clock in the afternoon, there are naturally no people on the street, except for some motorcycles coming and going.

Because the town is the most lively, that is, when the market is busy, the town is not very lively on weekdays, and in the morning and evening, it is in the nearby villages, there will be people on the street to buy vegetables or something.

After all, it is a rural area, not a city, and you don't have to go to the town every day to buy vegetables, and the remote villages in the countryside will only go to the town to catch the market when they need dishes, and those rural areas are self-sufficient on weekdays.

And Lin Wenhao's Linjia Village, which is about two kilometers away from Qianshan Town, is also a very close village, and a big road leads directly to Linjia Village, these cement roads have been repaired for a long time, so Lin Wenhao took Xu Jiayi, naturally did not stay in the town, and went directly to Linjia Village.

Of course, these two sports cars naturally attracted the attention of those people in Qianshan Town, after all, although there are some cars in the town, they rarely see this sports car.

Perhaps, I have never seen what kind of car this is. The main reason is that it is the middle of the year, and it is not a New Year's holiday, so those who go out to work may be the boss, naturally they have not returned.

At this moment, in Linjia Village, a small courtyard is busy, Lin Fucai and Huang Mingzhu, and a tall, but thin young man, who looks a little similar to Lin Wenhao, is his eldest brother Lin Hongyu.

And the young woman who was killing chickens with Huang Mingzhu on the faucet in the small courtyard was also outstanding and beautiful, and it was Lin Hongyu's wife Zhao Yuting who was about to pass through the door. Because it will be the wedding day in a few days, Zhao Yuting is naturally still here. But tomorrow she will go back to her house.

And under an uncle in the courtyard, Lin Fucai was chatting with an old man named Lin Degong, who was also Lin Wenhao's grandfather, and Lin Fucai, and a middle-aged villager named Lin Mao, were chatting.

This is the gate of the courtyard, and I saw a middle-aged couple come in, it was Lin Fucai's third brother Lin Tiezhu, and his wife He Chunhua, a typical rural couple, who smiled as soon as they came in: "Wenhao, they haven't come back yet?"

"Third uncle and third aunt, you are here. ”

Lin Hongyu and Zhao Yuting immediately greeted them, Lin Hongyu took his mobile phone and said, "It's four o'clock, it should be almost there." ”

"Well, we're all waiting for them to come back, is it true that Wenhao also brought his girlfriend back?" The third aunt, He Chunhua, naturally also went over and helped Huang Mingzhu and Zhao Yuting pluck chicken feathers, because she was going to entertain Lin Wenhao back and some relatives.

"Who knows if what the stinky boy said is true. Huang Mingzhu said with a smile.

"Mom, I guess it's true, we all saw his girlfriend last time I opened the video. Zhao Yuting smiled at Huang Mingzhu.

"Anyway, I don't know, that kid is out all day, and we don't know what he's doing. ”

Huang Mingzhu thought that Lin Wenhao deceived himself and won such a big prize, since he was still hiding himself, he was very dissatisfied, waiting for him to come back, he had to clean him up.

"Haha, Wenhao can be regarded as a Ming man in the village now. ”

The third uncle, Lin Tiezhu, and Lin Fucai and his father Lin Degong sat under the tree, setting the table, Lin Hongyu was making tea for them, and said with a smile: "This million donations, but the whole Qianshan Town knows about him." ”

Hearing Lin Tiezhu's words, Lin Fucai shook his head and smiled. Because Lin Wenhao contributed one million to the construction of the cultural square and theater in the village, it also made him, a father, the focus of the village.

After all, although there are some small bosses in the village, after all, his second brother Lin Fugui is a small boss who does business, but his donation to the village is only 100,000 yuan.

But Lin Wenhao is good, he will donate one million, and he has not discussed it with his family, Lin Fucai is naturally dissatisfied with that stinky boy, and he doesn't know how big the prize he is, so he spends so much money, so he naturally wants to talk about him.

After all, Lin Fucai and them are all authentic rural people, so much money, they naturally haven't seen it, and they think Lin Wenhao is blind like this.

Just when Lin Fucai and Lin Tiezhu were talking about Lin Wenhao, they suddenly saw Lin Dedong and some village bigwigs walking in, and immediately smiled: "They are all busy." ”

"Donggong, why are you here, come and sit down for tea. Seeing Lin Dedong, the bigwigs in the village, Lin Hongyu immediately greeted them, Lin Fucai and Lin Tiezhu also stood up, and the only one who didn't stand was Lin Degong.

"Haha, I heard that Wenhao is coming back today, so let's take a look, Uncle De, is he in good health. Lin Dedong walked over and sat down, and greeted Lin Fucai's father, Lin Degong, very cordially.

"Okay, sit down. "Lin Degong is very tough, and Lin Dedong is still a younger generation.

"Okay, Uncle De. ”

Lin Dedong sat down and immediately asked, "Hasn't Wenhao returned yet?"

"Come on, Donggong. Lin Hongyu poured them tea and said with a smile.

Lin Degong said with a smile: "I came here to take a look, after all, the writer has made such a great contribution to our village, and we have to thank him back then." ”

"Khan, Dedong, you're polite, this is what he should do. Lin Fucai stopped and smiled. Looking at Lin Dedong, these village bigwigs, naturally know what they are doing here.

After all, his son donated so much money to the village and attracted the attention of these village bigwigs, so Lin De knew that Lin Dedong was grateful, but who knows if they have other ideas.

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