"Hey, hello?" Du Yan, who was assigned to the teacher training major, picked up the phone listlessly, because before she came, there were only five grades left in the village primary school, and by the sixth grade, she had to go to the village to finish the elementary school.

So instead of being in charge of a particular class, she substituted for music and physical education, and had an old-fashioned wooden piano in the warehouse, as well as a bag of leather balls, and from time to time she substituted for other teachers.

It's not that she doesn't want to leave, but she still wants to stay for at least a year.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Yizhou, I'm looking for Teacher Jiang Maoyou, is he there?" Jiang Yizhou found a teacher's voice who hadn't heard the voice, and Du Yan went home for the Spring Festival when he went back for the New Year, so he didn't know him.

Du Yan heard the other side introduce herself as Jiang Yizhou, she immediately came to the spirit, he donated more than 1,000 yuan, of which he took more than 100 to buy her some musical instruments and sporting goods, like her, the salary of teachers is more than 100 per month, there will be more old teachers, and there are more limited, and unlike teachers in towns, rural primary schools do not have good treatment.

For this kind of enthusiastic donor, her attitude is naturally much better, "You look for Teacher Jiang Maoyou, he is in class, you wait for a while, and then call later, I'll call him in the past."

After speaking, Du Yan hung up the phone and went upstairs to Jiang Maoyou's class to find him, the school building was repaired more than ten years ago, at that time, in addition to making movements, it was all kinds of big construction, and now it is a little dilapidated, but it is enough to meet the needs of more than 100 students in five classes.

"Teacher Jiang......" Du Yan shouted softly at the door.

Jiang Maoyou heard the voice of the little girl outside, cleared his throat, and said to the fifth-grade students, "Be quiet, do your homework, memorize the texts, don't make a fuss!"

Then he walked out, "Xiao Du, what's going on?"

Du Yan pointed to the office downstairs, "There is a person named Jiang Yizhou who called, saying that he is looking for you! Teacher Jiang, is that the person who donated money to the school?"

Facing Du Yan, who was a little curious, Jiang Maoyou had nothing to hide, since Jiang Yizhou left home, his father began to build small villas, which looked much better than other people's stupid and stupid fourth-class buildings, and everyone knew that his family was rich.

"It's him, I didn't expect this kid to be stupid since he was a child, he couldn't go to school, and when he grew up, he still had the heart to donate money to the school!" Jiang Maoyou was still very moved, this is the first time someone has donated money.

The two went to the office together, and when Jiang Yizhou called back again, Jiang Maoyou immediately answered the phone, "Hey, Yizhou, is there something wrong?"

Jiang Yizhou also smiled when he heard the familiar voice, "Teacher, are my parents at home?"

After agreeing to call again in twenty minutes, Jiang Yizhou put down the phone and found a can of Gao Lego that he bought before from the cabinet in the living room, which is a childhood memory of his previous life, and in this era, he also bought a can of strawberry flavor, and found milk in the kitchen, brewed it, it was not very delicious, it was full of memories.

Jiang Maoyou put down the phone and said to Du Yan beside him, "Teacher Du, you help me take a look at the students in the class, I'll be back soon!"

"Oh, okay!" Du Yan readily agreed.

Jiang Maoyou immediately left the office and rode a big bar towards Jiang Yizhou's house.

"Little brother, Yizhou is calling back, let the two of you answer the phone!"

Now that the price of mobile phones has not dropped, communication is so troublesome, especially in rural areas, even if there is a mobile phone, there may not be a signal.

At this time, Jiang Maoqiang was also working with the engineering team on the original site of his adobe house.

Because there are more requirements, it turns out that everyone has not built such a house, but the project money is enough, it is estimated that it can be built before the summer vacation, and the decoration will be painted for half a month, and it will be dried for half a month, probably on the line!

"What? Yizhou called?" Jiang Maoqiang confirmed in surprise, "What did you say?"

Jiang Maoyou remembered the time and urged, "It's your son, let you go over and answer the phone!"

"Hadron go ahead!"

"Yes, yes, this is done in a moment!"

Jiang Maoqiang also quickly took off his work clothes, put on his coat and sat on the back seat of Jiang Maoyou's big bar bicycle, "Go to my father's house!

The couple now lives temporarily in an adobe house with their parents' house.

Hearing her son calling, Gao Qingzhen was also happy, and a little worried, didn't she say that she might not have time to come back when she went abroad?

Jiang Maoyou gave the bicycle to the couple and asked them to take the first step and walk over by themselves.

When she arrived in front of the village elementary school, Gao Qingzhen patted her husband dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up, it's like not eating!"

Jiang Maoqiang secretly complained in his heart, isn't it just that he didn't eat after a morning of physical work?

The two went to the office side by side, and Jiang Maoqiang knocked on the door with some restraint, "Is anyone there?"

The door was not closed tightly, it opened after two touches, and the two walked in and found two chairs around the phone to sit down, probably because they were too anxious, and there was still a while before Jiang Yizhou called back.

"Why don't we call back?" Jiang Maoqiang cautiously proposed.

"You can make a phone call? At most, you will get a microphone, and besides, long-distance is very expensive!" Gao Qingzhen squeezed her husband every day, and Jiang Maoqiang patted his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Jingle bell..."

Jiang Maoqiang immediately answered the phone and asked cautiously, "...... Is it a son?"

"Dad, it's me!" Jiang Yizhou suddenly felt that the word "hey" was indeed necessary, so that people could judge who was on the other side by their voice, and asked directly like his father, "Is it a son?" If it was someone else's phone, it would be embarrassing.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden?

Jiang Yizhou licked the liquid from the corner of his mouth, strawberry milk was the best, "I have something to do back to China, I'm fine now, Dad, don't worry about it!

Jiang Maoqiang felt distressed when he said it, and found that according to his son's plan, all the money sent by his son had to be spent, but he still spent it ruthlessly under his son's statement that "if he doesn't cover him like this, he won't go home for the New Year".

"It's all going well, you can live in it in about August, it's just too expensive!"

Jiang Yizhou naturally didn't care about this money, "Dad~ Isn't that the point?, are you underestimating your son, if you don't have money, I'll let someone call 20,000 yuan back!"

The son's change is good, but it is not good, he earns a lot and spends too much, and when the money arrives in his hand, he goes in and out, and he feels distressed when he sees it.