Jiang Muqing and Zhao Yunying walked together to the county junior high school.

The junior high school in this county is in the neighboring village of Zhaojiatun, if it is far away, it is the kind that is several miles away, Jiang Muqing does not dare to guarantee that she can walk alive on two legs.

She had only heard her father say that when they were in junior high school, they were far away from home, so they carried a week's worth of food on their backs and walked miles to school.

She used to just listen to stories, but now that she has to walk to school on her legs, she knows how hard it is.

Because Zhaojiatun and the school are neighboring villages, the children of the Zhao family do not live in the school, and they walk back and forth every day.

Jiang Muqing heard that she had to walk like this every day, and an urge to hit the spicy strips came up.

She now misses the electric donkey decades later, riding cool and not tired, how good!

"Qingqing, that's the principal's office over there, do you want me to accompany you?" Zhao Yunying pointed at Jiang Muqing and said.

"No, I'll just go over myself."

Because the weather was too hot, and there were no fans or other things in the house, the door to the principal's office was wide open.

Jiang Muqing stood at the door and shouted a report, and heard a majestic voice answer and came in.

"Hello principal, I'm Jiang Muqing who came to report today."

"Ah, Jiang Muqing, right, Fu'an told me."

Zhao Fuan is the name of Jiang Muqing's grandfather, and the principals Zhao Zhenhai and Zhao Fuan are brothers who have not come out of the five suits.

"I heard you used to be in seventh grade."

"Ah, yes." Jiang Muqing replied without any weakness, when her grandfather asked her how old she was and if she had ever gone to school, she thought that her mother was now in the same grade and made up the same one as her mother.

After all, she can't say that she is twenty-five years old and has already graduated from graduate school.

"In that case, you still go to school with the seventh grade, book or something" Principal Zhao didn't finish speaking, and another hoarse report with a teenager's voice change period sounded.

"Hey, come in, come in." When the headmaster saw someone coming, he stood up excitedly.

The "principal" boy seemed to run over, he walked up to Jiang Muqing, there was a refrigerator distance between the two, and Jiang Muqing could still feel the heat emanating from him.

"Oh my God, it's here."

Jiang Muqing lowered her head at the ants on the ground who were trying to crawl forward at first, and when she heard the name shouted by the principal, she suddenly raised her head and looked to the side.

It's really her dad, it's too much of a coincidence.

She had heard her father say that when he was a child, his family had many children, little food rations, and often did not have enough to eat. It just so happened that his grandmother's uncle was not at home and all went to the northeast, so he often lived in his grandmother's house when he was a child, and even went to school and later came back here.

Look at this, her father has just turned back. It's really a father-daughter connection, knowing that his little padded jacket is coming, and his father is looking for this signal of love.

"Headmaster, can I just go and report it?"

"Hey, yes, you can just go over, I've already told your homeroom teacher, you can go to the office to find Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, you know, you've seen the essay contest."

"Well, okay, Headmaster, I'll get over then."

Jiang Muqing and the principal watched Jiang Tianzan go out together.

"Hey, classmate Jiang Muqing, you can go too."

Jiang Muqing just wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly remembered something, her father told her that she transferred to the school because he won the provincial first prize in his essay when he was in the eighth grade, and the school exempted him from tuition and other subsidies.

Her dad just turned around, and if that's right, he should be in the eighth grade.