Happy holidays are always short-lived, and it has been two months since Zishan returned to Chaoyang City unconsciously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOn the day she was about to return to Walnut Bay, Chang Qing happened to accompany Ding Changqing to Beijing to meet and negotiate with the partner, and she had to drag the boxes and bring a large bag of gifts to the children. Wang Mingtao sent her to the station, watched the purple shirt get on the train, and then went home with confidence.

When the car arrived in Pangu County, the purple shirt dragged a large bag of things to the car to Dongyao Town. Fortunately, the day was beautiful, and it was a cloudy day, otherwise the purple shirt would have suffered a lot of sins today. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the car finally arrived in Dongyao Town. Zi Shirt met Secretary Zhang, who had just finished a meeting in the town, and she laughed that she was really lucky today, not only was she beautiful at work, but she could also meet Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang helped Zi Yi carry a big bag of things, and also talked about some interesting things that happened in Taowan in the two months after Zi Yi left. The purple shirt stumbled down the road with a suitcase. To Zishan's surprise, another old man in the village passed away, and his respiratory function naturally failed. Secretary Zhang told her that the old man was not guilty and left with a smile. The purple shirt listened silently, not very happy.

Zi Shirt went to the temporary residence of the village committee, and Secretary Zhang delivered the bag of gifts to the classroom.

The wind blew at night, and it rained at night on a cloudy day, and the rain ratio was not heavy, but it was blown by the wind and kept hitting the windows. Zi Yi sat in the room reading a book, thinking about the old man that Secretary Zhang said during the day. Purple Shirt remembers that three months ago, he saw the old man carrying a basket on his back and hunched over his back to pick up rags by the stream! Compared to Grandma Du, that grandma is much more capable.

The next morning, the purple shirt arrived at school as scheduled. The children, who hadn't seen Teacher Xiaoshan for two months, ran to the purple shirt one after another, calling "Teacher Xiaoshan" all the time. The purple shirt kept agreeing. It was already the second of September, and it was already autumn. Teacher Zhang Xiaoju also arrived later, and affectionately called "Sister Zhao." ”

In the first class of school, the purple shirt gave the children gifts from Chaoyang City, when the purple shirt gave Yuzhu the crutches for grandma, the children laughed, pointing to Yuzhu 'haha' and laughing, but Yuzhu held the red crutches, touched it and smiled slightly, I don't know how happy grandma was when she saw this crutche.

Zi Shan also gave Teacher Xiao Ju a gift, it was a blue lace skirt, the skirt was full of jasmine, Xiao Ju smiled, and kept thanking Sister Zhao.

The children kept laughing with their gifts, and even when Teacher Xiaoju was in her second Chinese class, Zhang Liang secretly hid under the table and played with his toys. Teacher Xiaoju unceremoniously handed over the toys and put them on the podium, and the children were happy. But after class, Zhang Liang secretly took it down again.

That night, Zishan followed Yuzhu to Grandma Du's house, I don't know how Grandma Du is doing now after not seeing her for two months, she didn't forget to bring Grandma Du's favorite canned pineapple. But to Zishan's surprise, grandma is much colder to her now, and she seems to still have Zishan's temper! Although she also asked Purple Shirt to help her work, she just didn't pay much attention to her, Purple Shirt called her, and her grandmother deliberately pretended not to hear.

After dinner, grandma cleaned up in the house, pulled the purple shirt outside, and asked, "Why doesn't grandma pay much attention to me now." Later, Zishan told her that her grandmother had changed a month ago, not only ignoring Zishan, but also often ignoring Yuzhu, talking to the pig all day long, and often calling Yuzhu Yuye. The memory is also a lot worse, and the scissors I just took turned my head and forgot where to put them. There were a few times when I really forgot to put water when cooking rice, but fortunately, Yuzhu found out, otherwise even the pot for cooking rice would have to be fried.

After listening to this, Zishan sighed, looked at Yuzhu, and remembered the old man that Secretary Zhang told him yesterday, she knew that Grandma Du was also soon. She seemed to see Xiao Yuzhu carrying a basket bigger than herself, cutting pigweed on the mountain, and the breeze was blowing slightly. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )