This class meeting shocked Zhang Kangjian.

Brainstorming, grasping the attention of his classmates firmly, watching his classmates rack their brains to come up with ideas, that kind of initiative and positivity, he felt that he couldn't do it.

It turns out that this is education!

The whole class worked together to develop 10 class rules.

Xu Zishan brought 35 notebooks and soft copies from the van he drove.

16 open notebooks, the cover is soft to the touch, and the various patterns are very exquisite; Soft-sided copying is not as good as notebooks, but in the era when books are still horse manure paper, this kind of soft-sided copying is also very attractive.

Even Zhang Kangjian is a little hot-eyed, he has never seen such a good notebook and soft-sided copy in the three years he has been studying in Baodu City.

According to the enthusiasm of everyone's speeches and the quality of their suggestions, some of the students got notebooks, some got soft copies, and happily jumped in circles again.

Xu Zishan said to Zhang Kangjian: "Teacher Zhang, you go back and write out these 10 articles and paste them in the classroom." ”

Zhang Kangjian couldn't help nodding, originally he didn't like Xu Zishan, but a substitute teacher, new Chinese, is still a woman!

Before noon, each class reported the list of students who had written 10 essays during the summer vacation, and also gave the essays to Xu Zishan.

There are 8 people in total.

This number is much less than Xu Zishan imagined, thinking that when she was in elementary school, at least half of each class wrote more than 10 essays in a summer vacation.

Xu Zishan flipped through everyone's compositions, most of them were not of high quality, but now the main focus is on enthusiasm.

He took out 8 hard cards from his van, wrote the names of 8 people, made a good badge, handed them to the teachers of each class, and said, "This is the first batch of club members, and the club cards are issued to the students, which can be worn." ”

It's an honor to hang a novelty badge around your neck, not to mention how proud you are.

On the same day, from the more than 100 essays written by everyone during the summer vacation, Xu Zishan and several teachers selected 5 essays, helped them do some guidance, and asked the students to go back to the manuscript paper to carefully transcribe and submit!

Xu Zishan sent the manuscript directly to Meng Jiajia.

Meng Jiajia is familiar with the editors of several children's magazines in Baodu City, and for the first time she submitted, she wanted to encourage everyone to publish as many articles as possible.

Her literary club can be opened.

When he got home from work, Xie Yonghua rarely wandered to her house: "Little girl, Xiao Wei is at school, I am bored during the day, do you have any work?" Arrange a little for me? ”

Xu Zishan chuckled: "Master Xie, you really can't be idle." ”

"It's idle, girl, you can send me some work."

Before he could say a word, Han Xinghui also came in from outside, and when he entered the door, he said, "You are so busy on the first day of school?" ”

"It's because of the first day, so a lot of things have to be arranged." Xu Zishan said and tied his apron, "I bought vegetables, let's have dinner together tonight." ”

"What did you say to Master?"

"Master Xie said that he was in a hurry, and asked me to find him a job."

Xie Yonghua looked at Han Xinghui and said unceremoniously: "Do you have an opinion?" ”

Han Xinghui didn't say that he had any opinions, but said one thing: "Master, your old man is really idle, go to Baodu City to see your old friends." ”

"Don't go, what is there to see the old man!"

"Let's go check it out!"

Hearing Han Xinghui say this, Xie Yonghua glanced at him, smoked a cigarette and didn't speak.

Xu Zishan thought of the medicinal herbs and various grains that were getting bigger and bigger in the space, and said to Master Xie, "Or, Master Xie, let's also build a food processing factory?" What do you do? ”

Xie Yonghua was waiting for this sentence, and immediately said happily: "Okay, it's okay in Y Province." ”

"Then, your old man's location and selection of people?" Xu Zishan said, "I have to go to class, and I don't have time to run it." ”

Xie Yonghua's goal was achieved, he wouldn't sit and chat at all, and he was about to leave, Xu Zishan obviously felt that the old man was not coming to the food factory when he came, and there should be something else, so she followed out and sent Master Xie off.

He walked to the door and asked, "Master Xie, what are you here for?" ”

Xie Yonghua was a little embarrassed and said, "Girl, can you allocate another batch of the kind of food you gave to Lin'an Mansion last time?" ”

It's been more than a month, and there is simply not enough food.

Xu Zishan's food is constantly being produced every day, what's not to do? He immediately said to Master Xie, "Okay, I'll contact my friend immediately today, and start preparing today, and I'll ask them to get the goods in when the time is set." ”

There is an agreement between Xie Yonghua and her, just trade, don't ask where it comes from.

The old man walked briskly this time.

Han Xinghui saw Xu Zishan come back and asked, "What are the secrets between you and my master?" ”

"Master Xie wants some food." Xu Zishan didn't want to hide it from him, so he said directly to him, "I know you have a lot of questions in your heart, please believe me, these grains are all grown in earnest, not stolen or robbed." ”

"Is that friend of yours from abroad?" Han Xinghui said, "I don't want to ask, but you also know that it is very sensitive now, and you have to pay attention to safety." ”

Now we can't keep in touch with foreign countries, let alone transfer large quantities of grain from abroad, even if we can't write a letter.

"It's not from abroad, it's an authentic Chinese." Xu Zishan said, "I will pay attention to safety, except for Master Xie and you, I will not take food out of the others." ”

"What about Song Haiyang?" Han Xinghui said, "Didn't you give him a batch of grain?" ”

"I gave it to him once, but there was only 100,000 yuan of grain, and it was all miscellaneous grains, and all kinds of grain added up, not much."

"You'd better not send any more supplies in the near future, the situation may change. Song Haiyang is not in the factory now, Pan Dongcheng and they were originally gangsters on the street, and it is difficult to say what their character is. Han Xinghui said, "Sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too capable. ”

Xu Zishan deeply agreed, especially in the past two years, let's keep a low profile.

"Shanbao, I'm going on a business trip for a while, so I'll leave today. You and Xiao Wei should be safe. Han Xinghui said, "Xu Ziyi's case is about to be tried recently, and she and Li Haifeng both proposed to see Grandpa Xu, do you think you should arrange for them to meet?" ”

"No, I don't." Xu Zishan flatly refused, she could basically guess what the two people wanted to do, "Have you notified my adoptive mother of them?" ”

"Not yet, the public security has already made two surprise trials, and she will not admit to the case of hurting Xu Mingyi, she must see Grandpa Xu first."

Xu Zishan thought of the dream he had last night, and said to Han Xinghui puzzled: "I had a strange dream last night. ”

"What dreams make my Shanbao so entangled?" Han Xinghui touched her head and said, "You haven't rested well, are you dreaming?" ”

"I don't know, but I think it's very clear-" She told Han Xinghui about the dream boy carefully, not lying, and telling it.

It's not that she was reckless, but she heard him say to Han Xinghui from that old man twice, "Comrade Ying is a good comrade", so she was sure that her own grandfather was definitely not a traitor and traitor, and the person in front of her was still responsible for protecting and taking Ying Xinzi back to China.

Han Xinghui was shocked, hurriedly went out and looked around, came back and closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "Did you really dream that Ying Xinzi was your grandfather?" ”

"Yes, I saw my grandfather say it to Xiao Xuan and Xu Ziyi before he died. Xinghui, who is Ying Xinzi? Is there such a person in reality? ”

Han Xinghui had a calm expression on his face, hugged Xu Zishan and kissed him fiercely, and immediately stood up.

repeatedly told Xu Zishan: "Shanbao, remember, don't tell anyone about this dream, anyone, remember, no one is allowed to say it." I'll go out first, and you can rest well. ”