"Where? Didn't you say anything, but didn't you take me in? So I'm just a little weird. Lin Yuhan deliberately coughed lightly, slightly embarrassed.

Suddenly, a junior child ran over and looked at Lin Yuhan curiously, Lin Yuhan touched the child's head, and the child ran away shyly again.

"If you want to know, you'll always know, so what's the difference between me and not?"

"The way you think about things is different."

"We are in a poor and remote place, and there are not many people who come in a year, and suddenly I see a stranger coming into the village, old man, as the head of a village, of course I am a little confused, so I will naturally keep an eye on it and observe more."

"Oh! So you're taking me for a bad person. Lin Yuhan suddenly realized, and then looked up to the sky sadly and sighed: "Alas! Thinking of my Yushu in the wind, graceful and suave, Lin Yuhan, who is loved by thousands of people, once upon a time, let people be guarded against as bad guys, God is really not long-sighted, sad! ”

"Judging from the old man's various conversations with you, you must be the stinky boy who is having trouble with his family, right?"

"Uh--, village chief, why do you think I'm having trouble with my family?"

"Didn't you say that there is a very good brother in the family? Presumably you have no worries about food and clothing, and you have not mentioned your mother last night, and you must have felt guilty about her because you ran away from home, and you were sad when you did not want to mention it, so the old man believed that you were definitely not a bad person, so he would take you in. ”

"Tsk--, village chief, you are really an all-round talent, it would be a pity not to be a detective."

"Keep teasing the old man! Who has lived to my age can not see through all kinds of situations? The old man was silent.

"Village Chief, do you want to teach the children too?" Lin Yuhan saw that the old village chief was holding a language book in his hand, and asked.

"There are five classes in six grades in the school, but there are only five or six teachers who are stable, and another one left a few days ago." The old village chief sighed.

"Why are there only five classes in six grades?"

"Most children finish the fourth grade, they will no longer continue to study, children above the fifth grade, it is also half a labor, let the old man and the village cadres go door-to-door to each household to do ideological work, but it is not completely effective, the fifth and sixth grades have always had a lot of vacancies, this long yellow sand land, it is not easy to come to a teacher, so when it comes to review, they are simply combined into a class, the old man I don't always want to trouble the town leaders, I occasionally go to the top, I hope not to mistake people's children." The old village chief said with a smile.

Lin Yuhan was speechless, he felt that there was too much heaviness in the words of the old village chief, he thought about it for a while, and with reverence for the old village chief, suddenly a major decision was formed in his heart.

At this time, the bell rang again on the side of the teaching building, and the old village chief slowly got up after hearing the bell.

"Village Chief, what grade are you taking with you?"

"Not necessarily, I'm in the fourth grade today, what's wrong?" The village chief looked sideways at him.

"Don't care, what kind of lesson is this?"

"It's Chinese, and the next two sections are math." The village chief looked at the textbook under his arm and said.

"Give it to me! Where are the 4th grade classrooms? ”

"You --," The village chief finally understood what he wanted to do, he was a little hesitant, but after seeing Lin Yuhan's eager and anxious eyes, he was quickly relieved. I don't know what force is driving the old village chief, he solemnly held the two textbooks in his hands, and handed them to this young man who had never known him for a day.

"The first room on the second floor, the one on the far left." The old village chief pointed to the teaching corridor as he spoke.

"Thank you!" When Lin Yuhan cautiously took the textbooks handed over by the old village chief, he felt that the weight of these two textbooks in his hands was so heavy. But it didn't matter anymore, what mattered was that he seemed to see a group of knowledge-hungry children looking at him greedily.

He promised the old village chief a 'please believe me' look, and then ran quickly to the school building.

……

"You're back, the dumplings are getting cold." The village chief lady kept looking in the direction of the village primary school at the door, until she saw the two figures, an old man and a young man, talking intimately from far and near, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, I said I'd be back before noon, right?" Lin Yuhan said.

"Auntie is still thinking about whether you will get lost, but you came back with the old man."

"Let's all go inside! It's cold outside. The village chief put his arm around Lin Yuhan's shoulder and said to his wife, his tone was very brisk, and his brows seemed to be relaxed.

The eldest lady served the steaming dumplings, and poured some soy sauce into two small bowls, and mixed some chopped green onions and garlic into the soy sauce.

"Eat it while it's hot! There's still in the pot, it's hot! ”

"Hmmm! Thank you, Auntie. Lin Yuhan unceremoniously sandwiched a dumpling, dipped it in some soy sauce and sent it to his mouth.

"It tastes so good, village chief, you can eat it too!" Lin Yuhan said vaguely, and did not forget to put dumplings in the bowl of the old village chief.

"I'll just come by myself, you can eat quickly! There's still a class in the afternoon, and you have to give the old man a top! In the face of Lin Yuhan's intimate behavior, the old village chief was a little unnatural.

"I know, I'm a little nervous in the morning, but I'll definitely adjust my mood in the afternoon, and I'll talk better."

"I used to be a student, and I must have been a little uncomfortable when I changed my identity all of a sudden, but I think it's already very good." The old village chief also dipped the dumplings in soy sauce.

"Auntie, what are you doing standing? Eat together? Lin Yuhan looked at the eldest lady standing aside and asked puzzledly.

"This is for you guys to eat, I've already eaten it." The eldest lady looked at the old and the young, and suddenly felt a sour feeling in the corners of her eyes, and she hurriedly brought out the remaining dumplings in the pot.

"Old man, what do you mean by class?"

"Auntie, let's talk about it! Isn't there a shortage of teachers in the village primary school? It just so happens that I am now an unemployed vagrant, in order to solve the problem of food and clothing, so I negotiated with the village chief, and I will make up for this gap for the time being, until the next teacher takes over, but the eldest mother has to take care of my three meals. ”

"That's great, the old man doesn't have to hold the textbook all day anymore." The eldest lady said happily.

"But to put it bluntly, you, the substitute teacher, can't get a salary except for three meals a day." The old village chief raised his head and said seriously.

"Of course, I understand that." Lin Yuhan stuck out his tongue and continued to compete with the dumplings on the plate.

"I have to find a time to go to the town to prepare a case, in the name of the village chief, I have decided to hire you as a temporary volunteer teacher for our pigeon hole primary school, so that I can also receive a salary every month, and the town does not have to send people over, so that my old man can also feel more comfortable, and he can't really treat you, a college student from a big city." The old village chief thought about it and said again.

"Whatever you want! As long as you don't drive me away, I'm here anyway. ”

"But if you are a teacher in your village primary school, you have to listen to my part-time principal."

"Old Headmaster, do you have any new arrangements?" Lin Yuhan asked expectantly.

"The old man does have a difficult task to hand over to you, and after you get used to the environment, the problem of some children in the fifth and sixth grades returning to school will be left to you." The old village chief nodded, and seemed very satisfied with his arrangement.

"Isn't it! Village Elder and Headmaster, this task seems to be too arduous, and even you have not completed it, how can I complete it. Lin Yuhan said with a bitter face.

"If you, a college student from a big city, go door-to-door to do work, it will definitely be more convincing than my old man." The old village chief seemed to have seen the scene of children filling the classroom in the future, and his tightly knit brows finally relaxed, revealing the deep traces carved by the years.

Jiangcheng Wuyang

Every year on the eve of New Year's Day, it is the anniversary of Wuyang, and this year is the 70th anniversary of the founding of Wuyang.

Yan Yicheng, the principal of Wuyang, is a low-key and rigorous person, he is not usually very keen on holding various festivals, but he is very concerned about the celebration of the decade.

It is understood that this is also the habit that Wuyang has followed since its establishment, and the school celebration is even more powerful, and all the people who participated in the performance are the figures who have made achievements and contributions in the music industry. The school also specially invited celebrities from the political, business, and music circles to attend the meeting, which shows that this event has extraordinary significance, and it can be regarded as a top art exchange meeting.

After the celebration was decided, the campus in Wuyang began to get busy for the next month, with the school radio station, the publicity committee, members of the student council and the head of the school's activities often shuttling between the campus. From time to time, we will gather together to discuss specific matters related to the celebration, and I believe that in the near future, an artistic event will be born in Wuyang.

It has been almost a month since Lin Yuhan's departure, and Chu Ning's mood has been in a state of apprehension.

She couldn't bear to face the appearance of several elders sighing all day long, so he spent as much time as possible at school on weekends. However, Lin Yuhao would take the time to go home to see Aunt Lin every weekend, and he would also bring some gifts to his parents, which made several elders feel more or less comforted.

"Chu Ning, your letter!"

Suddenly, one day, Fang Weizhen ran back to the dormitory like a wind, excitedly holding a white envelope in her hand.

"My letter? Where did it come from? Chu Ning, who was leaning on the bedside reading a book, asked suspiciously.

"Chu Ning, a guzheng major in the Folk Music Department of Wuyang Conservatory of Music, will there be a second person who can't do it?" Fang Weizhen read the recipient on the envelope with a wicked smile, but did not say who the sender was.

Chu Ning took the letter suspiciously, and couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw the three familiar big characters signed 'Lin Yuhan'.

"Lin Yuhan--, turned out to be Yuhan's, it's really mine." Chu Ning screamed excitedly.