"Hehe, Brother Meng has won the award!", Li Changqing said with a smile.

"What are you two talking about secretly?", Li Hongdou asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing!", Meng Yuncheng and Li Changqing said in unison.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it, I'm not rare to know!", Li Hongdou said angrily.

"Who made Hongdou angry again!", Shen Ruolin rented a motorcycle that happened to arrive at Lijiaao Primary School, and smiled when she saw this.

In addition, there were three motorcycles carrying two men and four women.

Among them, the long-haired middle-aged man wears a peaked cap, with deep wrinkles on his forehead and very deep eyes.

The remaining men and four women were all young, and their faces were still childish.

"Who else could there be!", Li Hongdou squinted at Meng Yuncheng and Li Changqing.

"Haha, let me introduce you, this is my teacher, Professor Gao Xiaojun!"

Shen Ruolin pointed at the middle-aged man with long hair with a guiding gesture, and introduced Li Changqing and Meng Yuncheng with a smile.

"This is the principal of our Lijiaao Primary School, Li Changqing!"

"This is also the teacher who came to teach, Meng Yuncheng!"

Shen Ruolin then introduced Li Changqing and Meng Yuncheng to Gao Xiaojun.

"Hello Professor Gao!", Li Changqing stretched out his hand to Gao Xiaojun and said.

"Hello Principal Li!", Gao Xiaojun also shook hands with Li Changqing very politely.

Meng Yuncheng had never been enthusiastic about strangers, so he just nodded.

"Two handsome guys, I am Sister Shen's younger sister Pan Yuting. ”

A tall and tall beauty wearing denim shorts showing white flowers and long legs looked at Li Changqing and Meng Yuncheng very boldly, and took the initiative to introduce herself.

"Wang Zhuyun!", said the round-faced short-haired girl.

"Sun Qiongyan!", said the slightly dark-skinned girl.

"Luo Xuefang!", said the small and delicate girl.

"Zhang Junwen!", the young boy said.

"Yo, Xiao Shen, are you here?" said Li Jianguo from the village committee.

"Teacher Gao, this is Secretary Li Jianguo, the village party secretary of Li Jiaao!", Shen Ruolin said.

"Welcome Professor Gao to Lijiaao!", Li Jianguo heard clearly in the village committee and deliberately came out to say hello.

"I have to bother Secretary Li more!", Gao Xiaojun said.

"Is there a place to live?", Li Jianguo asked.

"I heard Xiao Shen say that there are a lot of empty classrooms in the school, I don't know if it's convenient?" asked Gao Jiaojun.

"You have to ask Qingwa, he is the principal!", Li Jianguo said.

"Professor Gao doesn't mind saying that it's no problem, but there is no bed yet!", Li Changqing said.

"Brother Qing, you can do it!", Li Hongdou seized the opportunity to say.

"Yes, Qingwa, I'll leave the bed to you!"

Li Jianguo still remembered what happened last time, and deliberately helped.

"Yes!", Li Changqing said indifferently.

"Principal Li can still make beds?", Gao Xiaojun asked in surprise.

"It will be a little!", Li Changqing said.

"Awesome!", Pan Yuting gave a thumbs up.

Li Changqing took some tools from Li Dajiang's carpentry workshop and made wooden beds on the playground of Lijiaao Primary School.

The wood is changed from a log to a plank, which is then processed.

"It's so fun, why don't you let me try it?", Pan Yuting said on the side.

"Tingting, don't make trouble!", the dark-skinned Sun Qiongyan said.

"When the time comes, the bed will fall apart in the middle of the night, who will you cry to?", Wang Zhuyun said with a smile.

"I just arrived by four means of transportation: planes, buses, motorcycles, and trains, and I just wanted to rest early and beg to let go. ”

Luo Xuefang was sleepy-eyed, and tried her best to open her eyes.

Seeing that everyone was unanimously opposed, Pan Yuting had no choice but to give up.

"Hey, isn't it a holiday, why are there so many students in school?", Gao Xiaojun asked suspiciously.

"Principal Li leads the children to study every day, rain or shine, and the weekend is coming!" Shen Ruolin said with a smile.

"Do you read a Chinese textbook?"

"No, Confucian classics such as "Three Character Classic", "Di Zi Gui", and "Thousand Character Text". ”

"Brother Qing reads very well, many people in the city come to listen to it every day!"

Li Hongdou is still very protective of Li Changqing in front of outsiders, and he is quite proud.

"The sound of reciting Confucian classics came from the deep mountains, which was very meaningful!"

Gao Xiaojun thought about it, and faintly looked forward to the scene of Li Changqing reading.

"No wonder there are a lot of private cars on the way here, I didn't expect this to be the reason!", Zhang Junwen said when he remembered the scene.

"Why don't you go home after reading and go to the creek to do something?" asked Pan Yuting, puzzled.

"The principal said that if the willow trees I planted can survive, I will be able to make a lot of money when I grow up!", Li Qianqian replied as he passed by.

The principal of the mountain village led the children to read Confucian classics, cultivate their hearts, and do carpenter work.

"Hehe, your principal is right, go and have a look!"

Gao Xiaojun thought it was very interesting, stroked Li Qianjian's head and smiled.

"Nice scenery by the creek, let's go sketch there!"

Pan Yuting's temperament couldn't help but be idle, and grabbed Sun Qiongyan's hand and proposed.

"Okay, you can go down and fish!", Sun Qiongyan nodded.

"Well, let's go, let's take the sketchpad together!", Wang Zhuyun said.

"Okay, actually, I want to sleep more!", Luo Xuefang said confusedly.

"Let's go, let's go!", Pan Yuting dragged the sleepy insect Luo Xuefang and said.

"Take me!", Zhang Junwen said embarrassedly.

Li Changqing hurried to make six beds before dark, and the time was very tight and he was doing carpentry work seriously.

Pan Yuting, Sun Qiongyan, Wang Zhuyun and others laughed and played, and went down from the path to the west stream.

On the other side of the creek is the wooded Mt. Tsumon, with green terraces in the background.

The smooth stones in the stream made a splash and turned out a white wave.

Under the green aquatic plants on the shore, you can see tiny fish swimming freely.

Five willow trees are scattered on the mud hills on the west side of the stream, and many willow branches are planted along the banks of the stream.

There are also red, white, yellow, and different colors of mountain flowers under the willow branches.

Some of the children are taking care of their transplanted willow branches or flowers, their dark eyes full of hope.

There are too many pleasant landscapes, and Pan Yuting, Sun Qiongyan, Wang Zhuyun and others don't know where to write for a while.

After two or three hours, Li Changqing decomposed the main materials, and then only needed to cut and assemble.

Gao Xiaojun was pointing out the paintings to Shen Ruolin, and Pan Yuting, Sun Qiongyan, Wang Zhuyun and others returned from Xijian.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, as if they had received some benefit.

"Teacher, what do you think of my painting?", Pan Yuting was the first to step forward bravely.

"Look at your senior sister!", Gao Xiaojun just glanced at it and said to Pan Yuting.

From the point of view of composition, color, and layer, it is also a sketch landscape painting by the west stream.

Shen Ruolin's paintings are more than a step above each other in terms of expression techniques and observation ability in small parts!

"Ah! I'm losing!", Pan Yuting looked at Shen Ruolin and said convincingly.