"My name is Wang Xiaomei, Wang Liuzhu is my little brother, I love to watch him burn the fire, I want to be like the big horn in the village in the future, I say that the whole village has to listen!"

The little girl at the same table as Niu Wa wore two pigtails, shook her head, and said seriously.

Lin Nianhe was stunned for a moment before he reacted, The little girl was talking about the village radio speaker.

Since the horn was installed, Li Dahe has not been very willing to use it, he is afraid that it will break if he uses it too much, so he built a small canopy to cover the rain, and sooner or later he has to climb up to wipe the ashes.

Wang Xiaomei doesn't understand that everyone listens to the words of the loudspeaker not because it is a loudspeaker, but every time Li Dahe is forced to use it, what he says is the most important thing.

Lin Nianhe didn't say anything in public, smiled and applauded and nodded, paying tribute to every extraordinary dream.

Wang Xiaomei stepped off the podium, Niu Wa stood up, he glanced at Lin Nianhe, and walked to the center of the podium to stand still.

"My name is Niu Wa, I like to learn to read and write, I also like to count, I also like to catch fish and play checkers, I will be admitted to Peking University in the future."

Admitted to Peking University.

This is what Lin Nianhe told him.

Lin Nianhe didn't expect that what she said casually once would always be remembered by Niu Wa, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't help but "complain" in her heart: This kid is really good at coaxing people.

"Niu Wa, what do you mean to be admitted to Peking University?"

"What is Peking University?"

"Is it the same as roasted sweet potatoes?"

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Niu Wa: "......"

Niu Wa explained to his new classmates very seriously: "Peking University is the best university in Beijing, and I will go there to study in the future." ”

These words were told to him by President Wu when he asked President Wu what Peking University was after Lin Nianhe told him that day. Niu Wa remembered what Peking University was, and also remembered that the principal's mother said that Sister Lin's home is in the capital.

Niu Wa looked at the classmates who were still ignorant and dazed, tilted her head to look at Lin Nianhe, and smiled.

They didn't know that this was his and Sister Lin's little secret.

Lin Nianhe felt that Niu Wa's dream was the only normal dream she had heard so far.

Just right, one article and one martial arts.

"My name is Li Lingling, I am from the Ten Mile Brigade, I love to watch chickens lay eggs, I will raise a large group of chickens in the future, and watch them lay eggs every day."

"My name is Zhao Feng, I am from the Ten Mile Brigade, I love the set, I want to fight tigers when I grow up!"

"My name is Qu Xia, I am from the Jiuli Brigade, I am ...... I don't like to do anything, I want to think about it in the future...... I just want to cut the road to school, and then I will go to school when I leave home......"

"My name is Ge Yi, I am also from the Nine Mile Brigade, I love to climb trees, when I grow up, I want to find the tallest tree, I want to climb the tallest tree."

"My name is Zhao Li, I am from the Ten Mile Brigade, I love to watch the second uncle of the Li family work, I will grow up to build a special, special and large wooden cabinet, bigger than the school, put the ground in it, and it will not be hot to work in the future."

"My name is Sun Aijun, my family lives in the Jiuli Brigade, and I ...... I'm going to raise cows in the future, raise as many cattle as I want, and then teach them to work on their own, so we don't have to work!" ”

“……”

After class, the children ran out to play and went to the playground to have fun, and the school, which had been quiet for more than a month, instantly became lively.

Lin Nianhe closed the notepad with twelve immature dreams written on it, and he was in a trance.

She remembers that in her first class of first grade, the teacher also asked them about their dreams.

What was her dream at that time?

Lin Nianhe couldn't remember.

Before the end of the world, Miss Lin had no dreams, she was past the age of talking about dreams; When the end came, her only dream was to live, and it would be nice if she could live a little better.

Before the crossing, her dream was to stock up on supplies that would last eight lifetimes to prepare for the impending despair; After the crossing......

Lin Nianhe found that she hadn't thought about how she would live or do anything in the future.

She resold materials in order to have chips to enter the game and ride the wind in the era of changes in the future.

And everything she does is actually not related to her dreams.

What does she want?

Lin Nianhe held his cheek with one hand, and the pen rotated endlessly between his fingers.

"Hezi! What do you think? ”

Wen Lan's voice startled Lin Nianhe.

She patted her heart and asked her, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"It's okay," Wen Lan took a villain book from the bookshelf at the front of the classroom, "I'll borrow it." ”

Lin Nianhe turned around, put his chin on the back of the chair, looked at her and asked, "Sister Lan, what is your dream?" ”

"Dreams? Go home for the Chinese New Year! Wen Lan blurted out.

"What about later?"

"Later? Didn't think about it. ”

Wen Lan may have thought about it, Lin Nianhe was stunned for a moment when she saw her, but it was only for a moment, and the serious issue of dreaming did not tie Sister Lan for too long.

Wen Lan turned her head and looked at Lin Nianhe in wonder: "What's wrong?" Suddenly ask what is this for? What do you want to do in the future? ”

Lin Nianhe blinked, and then sighed: "I don't know, what do you want, you have no motivation to do anything, and there is no direction in life." ”

When the payment for this batch of goods is returned, she will become a 75-year-old 10,000-yuan household, and her capital accumulation is proceeding in an orderly manner, and this snowball will roll bigger and bigger.

Wen Lan picked out a villain book, pouted and looked at Lin Nianhe, and after a while, she made a diagnosis: "Hypocrisy!" ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Well, she's really hypocritical.

Well, when people don't lack anything, they always want to find something uncomfortable for themselves, such as studying dreams and life.

Teacher Lin thought about it and felt that being a person should not embarrass herself, or embarrass others is more suitable for her-

"Hey, Mr. Wen, what are you doing with our villain book? How can you grab a book with a child to read? ”

Wen Lan: "......?" ”

The class bell saved Lin Nianhe's life.

This is Zhou Chujiang's composition class, she picked up the notepad and planned to go out to breathe.

The children poured into the classroom with the class bell, and sat upright one by one, their little faces flushed.

Lin Nianhe waited for them to sit down, and then went out, but he happened to collide with Zhou Chujiang.

Recently, Zhou Chujiang has been honest, neither dangling in front of her nor coming to her, Lin Nianhe has lived a long idle life.

She really wanted to continue to maintain this kind of leisure, nodded slightly to Zhou Chujiang, and walked around him.

Zhou Chujiang pursed his lips, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

In fact, he has been hesitating lately, hesitating to ask her if he would mind having another partner......

But he really couldn't find the right opportunity to speak.

Zhou Chujiang took a deep breath, looked back at Lin Nianhe's back, and silently comforted himself in his heart-

It's okay, it's a long time coming!

After class, he will talk to her alone under the pretext of discussing the child's composition teaching with her!

(End of chapter)