Chapter 117: Newspapers

"Aunt Xu can speak, this mouth is like honey, and the three female students will be handed over to Aunt Xu, and they must be allowed to spend their sketching days comfortably." Hao Hao winked at Aunt Xu mischievously, and did not forget to tell him solemnly.

"What you confessed, Aunt Xu has to ensure that the task is completed." Aunt Xu actually teased.

For a moment, the nervous hearts of the three female students fell back into their stomachs.

Watching the three girls follow Aunt Xu into the yard, Hao Haocai and Tian Runqiu went home arm in arm.

Today is not the fifteenth, the moon is not very round, but the silhouette of the crescent moon is faintly visible, and the soft moonlight is tilted down, projected on the surface of the river in Xiahe Village, which I don't know how many years it has been, sparkling, reflecting the stars in the sky and a lonely moon.

"Runqiu, what did you say Runsheng was doing now?" Hao Hao suddenly stopped, leaning on the stone guardrail, because of the wind and rain, the guardrail gradually recessed in some places, but it was still strong to withstand the test of time.

Tian Runqiu didn't know what to say, she turned her head to look.

Hao Hao crossed his hands and stared into the distance with a pair of eyes.

I don't know how long it took to hear Tian Runqiu's small mosquito-like voice.

"I guess it's in class."

"Yes." Hao Hao muttered.

Just when Tian Runqiu thought of comforting words, he was just about to open his mouth.

"Go home." Hao Hao waved her home in a chic manner, as if the fragility and loss just now were fake.

"Okay." Tian Runqiu's comforting words came to his mouth and swallowed again, inexplicably feeling that such companionship could be regarded as a kind of silent comfort.

When I got home, I rested my children and old.

Hao Hao and Tian Runqiu were also tired for a day, so they went to sleep on the kang after a simple wash.

When the first rooster crow in the early morning came, and the sky broke ten minutes of dawn, Guoguo and Xu Laohan set off on time again.

"Moo"

The big yellow cow and the big black bull raised their heads and shouted at the stars in the sky twice, and then embarked on a new day's journey.

Because of the biological clock, she got up at four o'clock.

After making breakfast, he sent Guoguo and Xu Laohan away.

With a group of tails, she watered the house, the road, and the flowers and trees on the mountain.

By the time the first rays of sunlight rose from the eastern hills, she was already under the grass shed in Taohuawu, enjoying the morning scenery quite leisurely.

Former radio room of the County Cultural Bureau.

"Shaoming, look, this is an interview newspaper that has just been typeset, do you want to see where you need to change?" Wu Han had dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his reddish eyes shone brightly when he spoke.

"I'll see." Gao Shaoming took it, looked down at the newly typeset newspaper in his hand, this newspaper has been changed no less than ten times during the typesetting, this time the content is good, Hao Hao's photos and Taohuawu background are very good, and it is the unique newspaper edition of the original county's financial explosion, and I don't have to worry about selling such a newspaper.

"It's ready to be printed, not too much, five hundred copies first." Gao Shaoming thought about it and immediately decided.

"Is five hundred a less?" Wu Han was a little puzzled, judging from the situation when the broadcast was broadcast yesterday, 500 copies were obviously not enough.

"Too much has no good effect, and scarcity is expensive, have you forgotten people's curiosity?" Gao Shaoan rubbed his stiff face, put his index fingers together, and pinched the swollen eyebrows to relieve the dizziness.

"Yes, then I'll go first, and today's broadcast will depend on you and Xiao Liu." Wu Han took the sample, and after finishing speaking, he hurriedly rushed out.

Gao Shaoming got up, stretched his waist, twisted his stiff body from side to side, and was about to go out to freshen up, when he happened to collide with the director of the office.

"Shaoming, have you stayed up all night?" The office director's surname is Wang, a more ordinary surname, and his name is also very in line with the contemporary social background Jianjun, he is now infinitely beautiful, and the people of the Cultural Bureau always have to praise him when they see him, and he brought a good subordinate.

"Director, you're here, it's not even seven o'clock." Gao Shaoming hadn't slept all night, his expression was tired, if he hadn't relied on his youth, I'm afraid he would have been lying on the ground and snoring. After looking at the leader opposite who was much better than himself, he smelled his clothes slightly, fortunately there was no smell, but his face and mouth had to be cleaned quickly.

"Seeing you've been busy lately, I'll see if there's anyone you need help." Director Wang Jianjun is actually forty years old, his hair is meticulously combed, looking at his appearance, it is estimated that he went out in the morning and washed it deliberately, Gao Shaoming could smell a fragrance from such a distance, he secretly complained about himself in his heart, looking at his decadent appearance, he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"The director came just in time, I really have something to check here." Gao Shaoming's success in the agency depends not only on relationships, nor on talent, but also on the way of doing things.

Usually everyone comes on time at eight o'clock, but today the director came before seven o'clock, thinking that their sector is doing well, and they are staff members under the director, so they naturally have to ask the director's opinion.

"I'll take a look." Wang Jianjun was not polite at all, and went straight to the broadcasting room.

"Director, you don't look at my image very well, why don't you ask Xiao Liu to bring you a breakfast, and I'll come back after washing?" Gao Shaoming pulled his clothes and rubbed his face again to make himself look energetic, Director Wang smiled, and then nodded in agreement.

Gao Shaoming got permission and ran out.

Wang Jianjun looked at his disappearing back, was silent for a long time, and then looked at the temporarily vacated broadcast room not far away. A smile flashed in his piercing eyes.

Hao Hao, who has a delicate relationship in the office, is busy picking pinwheel jasmine at the arch of Taohuawu.

This kind of flower can not bloom except in winter, the rest of the time, and the growth rate is fast, it does not need more effort to take care of, there is time to water, and fertilizer can be done.

After a short pause, I heard the barking of dogs.

"Wangwang" Da Hei came towards Hao Hao with something in his mouth.

Immediately, Hao Hao put down the shovel and looked back.

The big black beak was holding a reddish-brown bird, and the bird had been wounded in the leg, presumably from a rat trap, or from a bump somewhere.

"When did you become so kind?" Hao took the bird with a smile, looked at the bird's leg, the injury was not very serious, and he had some medicine to stop bleeding, and it would be almost enough to recuperate for another week

"Wangwang" Da Hei shouted at Hao Hao unconvinced, meaning that he has always been very kind, and he doesn't catch such a small animal very much, because it is not enough to stuff his teeth.

"Okay, I've learned to defend myself." Hao Hao took out the powder of the crane grass and gently poured it on the bird's injured leg, and then the bleeding stopped, and then she pulled a strip of cloth and tied it up.

"Wangwang" Da Hei wagged his tail happily and circled around Hao.

Hao Hao held the bird that had just bandaged the wound, stared at its jewel-like eyes, and decided with a smile the bird's residence.

After disposing of the bird and making it home in the space, she continued to harvest pinwheel jasmine.

When the sun really showed its orange cheeks, Hao Hao was finally busy.

She wiped her sweat and carried her shovel to her home.

It was almost eight o'clock, and the people who were busy with the farmers in the village walked out one after another with their tools, and the group of teachers and students who sketched came out of the temporary homes one after another.

"Isn't it a little late?" Liu Wenhui followed behind the teacher Liu Lu, yawned, and asked embarrassedly.

"It's not late, but it's not too early. After we finished breakfast, we first walked around the village to understand the situation, and then we chose a suitable location, and we began to sketch. Liu Lu, as the leader, thought more naturally, and after a night's rest, people were full of vitality and energy, and hurriedly rushed to Hao Hao's house from all directions.

Home.

Tian Runqiu also just got up, yawning, running his hair with one hand and holding a toothbrush in the other, standing in front of the vegetable garden as usual, looking at the vegetables and strawberries in the vegetable field, looking peaceful and enjoyable.

In the early morning of Xiahe Village, the surrounding mountains are shrouded in a thin layer of clouds, when the sun casts through the clouds and shoots down, everything in the village changes color, bathed in the golden morning light, driving a steady old cow, wearing a straw hat, carrying a shovel or hoe on his shoulder, following behind the old cow, slowly throwing a whip.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and a new day began.

Liu Lu looked at it while walking, such a beautiful place, if he lived for a long time, it would be beautiful, he just started to fantasize, but was interrupted by the students.

"Teacher, look." A female student came out of the path on the left, just opposite Hao Hao's eyes coming down from the mountain, but she couldn't help but call out to the teacher.

Liu Lu was suddenly disturbed and a little uncomfortable, and was about to turn around to ask what was the matter, when he saw Hao Hao, who was carrying a shovel, wearing a pink floral dress, coming against the light, with a quiet and indifferent expression, the big black next to him leaned up his neck, constantly begging for things, Hao Hao chose to ignore it.

With such a wonderful picture, a trace of his impatience disappeared in an instant.

"So early in the day?" Gao Shaoan was also in the accompanying team, looking at Liu Lu's line of sight, Hao Hao's picture against the light was beautiful and moving, whether it was a smile or a big black, the shock was incomparable.

"Well, you're up." Hao Hao replied with a smile, swept his eyes around, and found that these students were in a much better spirit, especially a few girls, who were full of red faces, where did they look like they were embarrassed yesterday.

"Isn't it a little late?" Liu Wenhui was a little embarrassed to speak, and when he spoke, his hands rubbed the corners of his clothes, a little cramped and uneasy.

"No, this point is just right, let's go in and have breakfast, and let Shao'an take you around the village after eating." There are many places in the village. Hao Hao took a step forward, and then walked side by side with Gao Shao'an, smiling at the others.

"Shao'an, let's talk about it specifically." Liu Lu and Gao Shaoan hit it off at first sight, and the age difference was not very big, and it was easy to chat, and the relationship became much closer after only one night.

"Our village has a small river in front of us, a wild apricot tree on the opposite hill, an old brick kiln, a school and a peach blossom dock, in fact, you don't necessarily have to have a beautiful environment for sketching, I think the place where there are living creatures is very beautiful." Gao Shaoan looked still the same as before, but judging from his tone and posture, he was more confident and cheerful than before. In the past, he was capable, calm, and reliable, but because of his age, others thought he was disguised. And now he is confident, calm and reliable from his bones, although he simply said a few things, Hao Hao felt that he should be able to say better.

"Shao'an, it's a pity that you don't study!" Liu Lu patted Gao Shaoan's shoulder regretfully and sighed.