In the afternoon, Ding Hongxing took 1,400 yuan to Xinshengqiao, and there was still 100 yuan, which he was going to hand over to his mother to subsidize the family. In the willow forest, he went straight to Yang Lianzhong's stall.

Yang Lianzhong's booth was still empty, but he didn't look anxious, and sat leisurely behind the stall looking at a collection of magazines.

Yang Lianzhong's calmness and his character are also things that Ding Hongxing admires him very much, Ding Hongxing walked to Yang Lianzhong's booth and said, "Master Yang, I'm here!" ”

Yang Lianzhong raised his eyes and saw that it was Ding Hongxing, put down the magazine, handed Ding Hongxing a small maza, and asked him to sit down.

Ding Hongxing asked, "Master Yang, what good stamps did you bring this time?" ”

Yang Lianzhong took out a philatelic album from a large suitcase behind him and handed it to Ding Hongxing and said, "It's all here, take a look." ”

Ding Hongxing opened the philatelic album, read a few pages, and showed a look of surprise on his face: "Master Yang, these are all good things!" ”

It turns out that this philatelic album has a complete set of the first set of zodiac stamps of the quadripartite company, as well as Qi Baishi's works, Mei Lanfang's stage art, the peony pavilion, the souvenir sheet of the West Chamber and other precious philatelic products, and there are many stamps issued in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and Ding Hongxing can see that these stamps are not reprinted stamps issued in large quantities later, but are all original stamps, and the value of this stamp is very high.

Yang Lianzhong nodded and said: "Of course it's a good thing, but it's a pity that the mail market is depressed now, and such a good thing can't be sold at a price." If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have taken these stamps out and sold them. ”

Indeed, Ding Hongxing and Yang Lianzhong are still very close to each other, every time Ding Hongxing comes here, he goes straight to Yang Lianzhong's booth, and he is very studious, and always asks Yang Lianzhong a lot of philatelic and collecting knowledge, so Yang Lianzhong also likes Ding Hongxing, a studious young man.

Ding Hongxing asked Yang Lianzhong about the price of these stamps, Yang Lianzhong's price is indeed not high, this is because of the downturn in the collection market, and Yang Lianzhong has never been that kind of profiteer, not to mention that he also fell in love with Ding Hongxing, so naturally he will not open a high price.

Ding Hongxing calculated the price, selected a batch of precious stamps, including the Zodiac Ticket Sifanglian, put them into a philatelic album he brought, and then took out the 1,400 yuan to pay the bill.

Ding Hongxing bought so many stamps at one time, which also made Yang Lianzhong a little moved, this 1,400 yuan is the annual salary of some low-income people. He said to Ding Hongxing: "Xiao Ding, your relative is quite rich." ”

Ding Hongxing nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Yang Lianzhong sighed: "In today's society, those who have money are too rich, and those who have no money will die of poverty!" ”

Ding Hongxing deeply agrees with Yang Lianzhong's words, reform and opening up encourage some people to get rich first, and the first to get rich leads to get rich, and now the goal of letting some people get rich first has been achieved, but how many people who got rich first have such a high consciousness to drive others to get rich? Their wealth is in fact based on sacrificing the interests of the majority, and this will be the main social contradiction in the coming decades.

Not to mention anything else, just in Ding Hongxing's parents' factory, the workers who were laid off later were the victims of this kind.

However, at this time, Ding Hongxing had no intention of discussing this issue with Yang Lianzhong in depth, he was not able to solve this problem for the time being, so he didn't want to complain too much. He said to Yang Lianzhong: "Master Yang, do you have a phone at home, tell me the number, maybe I will often ask you to buy stamps in the future." ”

In these days, not everyone has a phone at home, and it is not only expensive to install a phone, it costs thousands of dollars, and it is not possible to install it immediately after paying the money, but to wait in line, often waiting for several months to get it.

However, people like Yang Lianzhong who do business are relatively well-off, and they often have to contact business, and it is normal to have a phone at home.

Sure enough, Yang Lianzhong had a phone at home, he reported a number to Ding Hongxing, Ding Hongxing wrote it down in a small book, and then went home.

On the way to school on the first day of school, Ding Hongxing saw Mr. Yin, the math teacher, and he quickly jumped off the bicycle and called "Mr. Yin" respectfully.

Teacher Yin is a female teacher in her fifties, she is the teacher who once broke one hand by Zhu Xiaoming, fortunately she injured her left hand, otherwise it would be difficult to read books in class now.

Teacher Yin is short in stature, with gray hair, a thin face, and a pair of myopic eyes, due to the high degree, the eyes are thick, and there are circles of lines on it, just like the bottom of a beer bottle, plus her left hand is a little deformed, her legs and feet are not very flexible due to rheumatism, and her walking posture is a little clumsy and ridiculous, but in Ding Hongxing's eyes, she doesn't feel ridiculous at all.

Teacher Yin is not from Guicheng, it seems to be from other provinces, she has been teaching for decades, the teaching level is very high, and the most important thing is that she is very good to her students, which student's grades have ups and downs, she will try her best to tutor, some students from the countryside have difficulties in life, she always tries her best to help them get through the difficulties, therefore, she has a high prestige among students.

Ding Hongxing didn't understand how desperate Zhu Xiaoming should be to be so ruthless to such a good teacher? As soon as he thought of this, he felt that he had beaten Zhu Xiaoming lightly.

However, Ding Hongxing was not ready to tell Teacher Yin about beating Zhu Xiaoming, because he knew that Teacher Yin would not only not be happy about this matter, but would be heartbroken.

Teacher Yin is a very kind person, she has some almost naïve thinking that human nature is good, every student is possible to be educated well, if any student is not educated well, it is the responsibility of these teachers, of course, this idea is a little too naïve, but it can also be seen that Teacher Yin is good to students.

After Zhu Xiaoming injured her, it was she who interceded, so she was not sent to the public security organ by the school.

Teacher Yin has been in Guicheng for decades and has learned Guicheng dialect, she saw Ding Hongxing, and happily said in a slightly strange Guicheng dialect: "Hongxing, go to school?" ”

Ding Hongxing nodded and said, "Yes, Teacher Yin!" Shall I ride you to school? ”

Teacher Yin nodded happily and said, "Okay, it just so happens that my foot is a little painful." ”

Ding Hongxing sat in the saddle of the car, and waited for Mr. Yin to get into the back seat before pushing forward.

Teacher Yin asked in a rambling voice, "Red Star, how are you doing your summer homework?" Do you find it difficult? Have you made any progress in math this summer? Last semester, your math score needs to be improved, is it that Mr. Yin didn't speak well, you can't understand? ”

Teacher Yin's Guicheng dialect is a little weird, the tone is also a little sharp, it sounds a little harsh, and she is a little nagging to be honest, Ding Hongxing in her previous life didn't like it when she was studying, and she didn't understand how rare such a teacher was until she left the society, so Ding Hongxing didn't feel Teacher Yin chattering at all at this moment, he was riding a bicycle while answering Teacher Yin's words, until he arrived at school, he stopped the car and let Teacher Yin get off, and then said goodbye to Teacher Yin and entered the classroom.

On the first day of the official start of the class, Ding Hongxing, who has not lived in school for a long time, felt a little fresh, doing summer vacation homework a few days ago, to be precise, copying summer vacation homework, so that he had some foundation for the course of the first year of high school, plus he added some attribute points to his memory and comprehension, so that he did not feel very difficult to listen to the course of the second year of high school now, of course, it will take a while to fully adapt to the rhythm of the school.

This day also allowed him to re-acquaint himself with the classmates and quickly integrate into the group.

Taking advantage of the 20-minute gap after the morning self-study, Ding Hongxing went to find the physical education teacher He Wei to sign up for the school football team, He Wei happily signed him up and asked him to go to the school at half past five the next morning to participate in the school team training.

Ding Hongxing originally got up at five o'clock every day to exercise, so training at half past five was not difficult for him at all, and He Wei also said that the school team only trains three days a week.

He Wei also asked Ding Hongxing to prepare well today, and he would arrange a simple physical fitness test and technical test for him tomorrow morning.

Back in the classroom, this class is a Chinese class, and there are still a few minutes to go to class, Ding Hongxing sat back on the seat by the podium, Wang Ping on the podium suddenly asked Ding Hongxing: "Ding Hongxing, the handwriting on your summer homework is very different from your original handwriting!" Did you write the assignment? ”

Ding Hongxing knew that this question would be asked sooner or later, his soul was no longer the sixteen-year-old soul, in his previous life, he had practiced calligraphy after going to college, and of course the handwriting would be very different from when he was sixteen years old.

Ding Hongxing didn't speak, he took out a piece of white paper, and wrote two lines of words on it with a fountain brush, which was a quatrain by Du Fu, "Two yellow orioles singing green willows......"

Ding Hongxing handed the paper to Wang Ping, Wang Ping looked at this beautiful pen calligraphy, and his eyes lit up and said: "Ding Hongxing, it seems that you have worked hard to practice calligraphy this summer!" ”

Ding Hongxing said: "Yes, Mr. Wang, I feel that my previous handwriting was too ugly, so I bought several calligraphy books this summer to practice at home, and I don't know how to practice, and I will ask you more in the future." ”

Wang Ping was famous for her beautiful board books in Guicheng Middle School, and Ding Hongxing said that it was sincere to ask her for advice. Wang Ping nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, your calligraphy has made great progress, if you have any questions in the future, you can ask me." Since you have so much perseverance to practice calligraphy, then I hope to see your grades improve greatly in the near future! ”

Ding Hongxing nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Wang, I will definitely not let you down." ”