Chapter 256. Paradise

Liang Zhong has been to the South Marsh Country and has eaten hand green.

He can understand any strange things.

Whether it is a villain running all over the street, or a comrade-in-arms walking upside down, strange animals and plants.

It's all hallucinations, and it doesn't scare me!

In the years of starvation, young leaves, elm money, camellia, and all the animals and plants that could be swallowed, and even the soil, became food.

Hahaha, what is it to see a fox or a woman in red, even if you see the dragon king, it's not strange.

Ye Fen continued: "How many years have it been, I haven't been back to the village for seven or eight years. Business is busy and there is no time, the weather is bad, the road is impassable, I am sick, and I always want to go back to see but I am always interrupted. Ay! I don't have to come back, just drag, Wu Dong is getting more and more successful, and I am getting more and more uneasy, always feeling that we are robbing other people's things!

So bring the kids back and have a look. ”

Liang Zhong nodded, "Peace of mind is the most important thing!" However, the problem of desertification in saline-alkali land here is also so serious......"

Liang Zhong didn't finish speaking, but Ye Fen understood what it meant.

"It wasn't like that back then, here," she said, pointing to the ravine in the wasteland, "there used to be a river, and the mountains behind it were lush with vegetation, and it was not a lonely mountain...... Negative yin and yang, back to the mountains and water, this is the first article of the foundation site of houses, villages and towns in feng shui. The main peak comes to Longshan, and there are secondary peaks on the left and right of Bi Mountain, and the mountains are not barren; This river also swirls itself in the middle, and it is called a jade belt around the waist......"

"Eldest sister, didn't you say that your family's craftsmanship is passed on to men and not to women?"

"I'm talking about it's all fur, I usually hear it when my uncles and uncles are chatting.

At that time, the plants on the mountain were strange, many of which I had not seen in decades, and I had seen a frog the size of a washbasin and a spider the size of a dog. ”

Liang Zhong's expression became solemn, "No one else has seen it?" ”

Ye Fen laughed, "I'm talking about fur." The rest of the story is a horror story that others think is ......"

"When we were making steel, we said that there was iron ore on the mountain, and then the mountain was blown up into potholes, and the river was cut off."

Liang Zhong nodded, "All fear comes from lack of firepower!" ”

……

The three generations of the Wu family came back, and Wu Gang brought Wu Dong over: "Shall I go with me?" ”

"No, you can go back with Dad."

Wu Gang beckoned, and Wu Yongqiang ran over with a pickaxe, "Dongzi, take this, that piece is too wild, don't let the wolves dig it out." ”

"Okay, that idle mind and go back quickly, there is Xiaoliang!"

……

There was no road at all, it was all barren, barren land, and after driving towards the mountain for ten minutes, the village could already be seen, and a huge ravine stopped the road, and the river was changed here.

There was no water in the ditch, so the three abandoned the car and walked.

"Alas!" Looking at the place where he once lived became like this, Ye Fen sighed.

Barren smoke and grass, broken walls......

On the village road is waist-high artemisia.

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October 8, 2004, Hongqi Middle School.

Hongqi Middle School with the word red flag is actually closer to Li Jiawa.

This ordinary school has cultivated a lot of talents for more than 30 years, which Wu Dong did not expect.

Hey, hey, without Wu Dong, these people may not come back for the school celebration.

Wan Dayu and Lu Qiaoyan, two executives from the North District Data Center of Langlang Media came over early.

The leaders at all levels of the county, township and village were greeted, the lights were displayed at the door, and there were students holding bouquets.

Alumni had a discussion and exchange, and the school leaders led everyone to visit the campus and visit the school history museum......

The school history museum is probably the most luxurious building in Hongqi Middle School!

Wu Dong kept having people around him come to talk and exchange contact information.

At noon, you can eat in the newly built school cafeteria and experience the daily life of students......

……

At the end of the ceremony, after answering everyone correctly, Wu Dong finally chatted with Mr. Miao.

"Alas, time flies so fast, it's been almost ten years in the blink of an eye, and I remember you didn't like to talk very much at that time."

"Hahaha, life is forced, catch ducks on the shelves, and talk too much. I wanted to come back and become a teacher even if I couldn't find a job. ”

"That's really going to bury you." Teacher Miao looked at Wu Dong proudly.

"Am I going too far today? As far as I said, don't just toss the students. ”

"You can't say anything too much now, they have to listen to what you say. If you come back in the future, the students will definitely not need to make any more bouquets hahaha.

When you were in school, we greeted the leaders for inspection, and we always asked students to make bouquets, and if they didn't do well, they would be punished. ”

"At that time, I was a sensitor, how could I have the money to get red paper, and thanks to you, teacher......"

"Hahaha, you think I did it for you, I found an excuse to confiscate Wang Gang and Li Meng and gave them to you."

"I think I'm sorry for the two of them when you say that, what are they doing now, teacher, do you still have contact?"

"Alas, Wang Gang is still a soldier, Li Meng is dead!"

"Why are you dead?"

"Mixed society, as soon as you graduate, you will be cut by the hooligan mixed society, it's been five or six years, when you were in college, ......"

"Actually, you shouldn't donate money, and if you donate a lot of money, it will become a school history museum."

The honest teacher Miao can't change even if he becomes the vice principal.

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At half past six o'clock in the afternoon of October 8, 2004, "all viewers are welcome to watch the Gongshan News Network, this afternoon the county senior official Gao Hongliang cordially received the Olympic champion 100-meter flyer Wu Dong and his party, Wu Dong is our Gongshan County ......."

"Ah, Wu Dongzhen is back!"

"What kind of person, I only knew about such a big thing, and he went to Hongqi Middle School to participate in the school celebration in the morning......"

"Did he speak? Did he sing? ”

"Singing? He sings! ”

"I also said that the news of people is closed, you don't even know that Wu Dong is a singer, cut."

"Fault, who doesn't know. He has met any status of big leaders now, international celebrities, and can still sing to us and dream! ”

"Then what did he come back for?"

"I heard that it was a school anniversary."

"It's for the celebration of Hongqi Middle School?"

"Isn't No. 1 Middle School going to celebrate tomorrow, the old style of the school's history museum."

"School History Museum?"

"Hahaha, I don't understand, history is changing all the time, and the school history museum must not be the same every year!"

……

After the meeting, I had dinner with several leaders, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, the secretary, and the successful alumni.

In the aisle, Wu Dong asked in surprise, "Brother Zhong, my mother said that you can discount the tree with a coin for seven or eight meters?" ”

Liang Zhong laughed, "The more I talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes, and it's a big tree, a small tree."

And not only rely on strength skills, but also the key is observation, just like demolishing a house, you can't tear it down with all your might, find the key and knock off a few bricks, and the house will collapse. ”

"Entering the room with no thickness!"

"Yes, you have a high level of understanding."

"Papapa", Secretary Gao ran over.

"Wu Dongfan can't eat, someone wants to see you, the car is already waiting for you downstairs."

It was written on the high-speed rail, and it felt a little worse.

(End of chapter)