"Black Calf ......"

"Come out for me!"

Liu Xing, who was walking along the bank of the river, shouted as he walked.

Soon he spotted the black calf, which was now eating the grass that was growing on the riverbank.

Hearing that Liu Xing was shouting at it, he hurriedly and happily climbed up from the river, and then shook the river water on his body before approaching Liu Xing.

"You guy, why did you bully melon seeds before?" When the black calf approached, Liu Xing couldn't help but question with his hands on his hips.

Moo~~!

The black calf raised his head and called out, and then rubbed Liu Xing with his horns.

As if to say, things are not what you think.

Seeing this, Liu Xing didn't say anything more, and took the cow rope and walked slowly towards the cow pen with the black calf: "There is still about a month, I will go to the city to study, and the melon seeds will follow at that time, you have to be obedient at home, but you can't be naughty, otherwise you will be caught and killed and eaten." ”

Seeing that the black calf stopped, there was reluctance in the big eyes like copper bells.

Liu Xing's heart also softened, and he looked back at the black calf: "Then why don't you do this, when I rent the house, I will bring you over too?"

The black calf blinked his big eyes, and then rubbed Liu Xing's arm affectionately.

Obviously, it agreed.

Liu Xing looked at it and smiled, not talking to the black calf.

No, it wasn't self-talk, because he knew the black calf understood.

It's just that the black calf can't speak, and can't express it in words.

The reason why the black calf is taken care of like this is because in the previous life, after the black calf was taken away by the cattle dealer.

He was stunned and depressed for two or three years before he came out of the shadow of the black calf being sold.

Since he has been reborn in this life, he naturally will not let such a thing happen.

He promised that as long as there was a bite for him.

I will never sell the black calf.

......

Put the black calf in the bullpen and return to the stone cow mountain.

A large truck was already full of lettuce.

A second big truck is also loading cauliflower.

Liu Xing saw that hundreds of villagers were all in full swing, and none of them were lazy, so he hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.

His meaning was simple, to prepare to boil tea and quench the thirst of these villagers who helped with their work.

It's just that to his surprise, in the kitchen, his mother and second sister Liu Cumin are already cooking tea.

And his father Liu Dazhao was also there, counting money at this time.

Seeing Liu Xing coming, he hurriedly put away the money with a sneer: "Xing Yanzi, our family has made so much money this time, isn't it time to prepare to build a red brick house?"

Last time, he asked Liu Xing once, but Liu Xing said to wait.

Kang Fuchuan did not listen, but brought three tons of cement.

As you can imagine, three tons of cement were damaged by heavy rain.

So he didn't want to eat such a big loss, so he had to ask Liu Xing.

After all, this kid can predict the weather.

How could Liu Xing not know Liu Dazhao's thoughts, he smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Dad, the red brick house can be prepared to be built now, but you can't build it casually, you have to plan it." ”

"How to plan?" Liu Dazhao listened with bated breath.

Zhou Qiuxiang and Liu Ziran are also interested.

Liu Xing said: "It's very simple, doesn't the third uncle also want to build a red brick house? Then discuss with him and other villagers who want to build a red brick house, and build the red brick houses together, so that the resources of saltpeter village will not be wasted." ”

"It's not like now, everyone's adobe houses are scattered all over the saltpeter village, so it's all wasteful when it comes to road construction, power grid renovation, and water supply. After a pause, Liu Xing added.

"You have a point. Liu Dazhao nodded slowly: "It's just that if you want to realize what you said, I'm afraid it's very difficult, because many villagers won't listen to me, and they won't have the idea of living together." ”

"Then control the procedures for approving the foundation in the village, find time to talk to Township Chief Xie, it will definitely be useful, and you can also give a certain economic subsidy to the red brick houses built together, so that the two-pronged approach, I don't believe that there are still people who will be disobedient." Liu Xing pondered and proposed.

"Your idea is really good, why can't I think of it?" Liu Dazhao said with a light sigh after being stunned.

"If you can think of it, you are not Liu Dazhao. Zhou Qiuxiang couldn't help but tease: "Look at you, you are tired like a cow when you earn 5,000 yuan, and what about Liu Xing! ”

"Daughter-in-law, don't you say it?" Liu Dazhao was completely convinced this time, so he didn't complain, but gave up his hand to admit defeat.

When Zhou Qiuxiang saw this scene, she smiled happily: "Okay, hurry up and bring the tea out for everyone to drink! This time, you have exhausted the limelight, not only earning money, but also gaining prestige." ”

"This is all due to Liu Xing. ”

Liu Dazhao stretched out his hand and patted Liu Xing's shoulder, with sincerity in his words.

"Dad, don't say that. Liu Xing smiled and lifted the teapot: "Let's go! Let's go and treat everyone, so that they don't have to say that our family is lazy." ”

"Okay! good!" Liu Dazhao hurriedly picked up another teapot and took the lead out of the kitchen.

Liu Xing followed behind and walked with Liu Ziran.

And at this moment, the bell of a bicycle came from the country road.

Liu Dazhao subconsciously looked up.

Seeing a middle-aged man in post office uniforms riding a bicycle towards his house, he was stunned for a while, because his family did not have the habit of communicating with relatives in other provinces!

Liu Xing was also a little puzzled when he saw this scene.

I was about to ask this middle-aged man.

Liu Ziran, who was beside him, spoke: "Now the staff of the post office appear in Saltpeter Village, and nine times out of ten they are sending high school and university admission notices. ”

"But no one in our family is admitted to high school?" Liu Dazhao scratched his head suspiciously.

When Liu Xing heard this, he laughed teasingly.

Because he knew that the arrival of this post office uncle was only to deliver a letter to him.

But you can't say this in advance, and if it doesn't, it's a big deal.

After all, no matter what, the fact that he could go to the eighth middle school to study was arranged by the leaders of the Wu Bureau, the Ding Bureau and other leaders secretly to the Education Bureau, rather than being admitted through normal channels.

As soon as this idea fell, the post office uncle rode his bicycle to the barn field: "Liu Dazhao! When you said that your grandfather died, what kind of feng shui treasure was buried! When your cumin was admitted to the eighth middle school the year before last, it was also the admission notice I sent, and it was only a long time later, and another member of your family was admitted to the eighth middle school, which made me envious to death." ”

"It's not...... You...... Are you sure you're not kidding?" Liu Dazhao was stunned.

Liu Cumin was also a little dumbfounded, because his family didn't have anyone who was admitted to high school this year!

"What kind of joke am I making of this!" The post office uncle couldn't help but glance at Liu Dazhao, and then took out an admission letter from the canvas bag on the back seat of the bicycle: "Look at it yourself, this admission letter from No. 8 Middle School, the address on it is your home." ”

"As for who leaned on the ...... of the Eighth Middle School," the post office uncle looked at it carefully: "It's your Liu Xing." ”

As soon as these words came out, Liu Dazhao's eyes widened, and Liu Cumin stood in place even more dumbfounded, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Because Liu Xing has dropped out of school for more than a year, how can he rely on the eighth middle school.

If it were, wouldn't it be the same school as her.

When the post office uncle saw Liu Dazhao and Liu Ziran's expressions, he immediately knew that there was an inside story inside, and hurriedly handed the admission notice to Liu Dazhao: "I don't believe you can see it yourself!"

"Look no further, it's all true. Liu Xing said softly.

In fact, his father and the second sister reacted so much, and he blamed himself for not telling them in advance.

Of course, he can't say anything about this until it's confirmed.

Because being admitted to the eighth middle school is a major event in the family, and it is a major event in the entire saltpeter village.

If he doesn't work out in the end, then he will die of laughter.

Therefore, to be low-key, it is natural to be low-key.

When the water is ready, it's not too late to tell your parents and family.

Of course, in fact, when he came back from Wu Ju's house, he more or less mentioned to his eldest sister at the market that he would go back to study in the second half of the year, but he did not explicitly say that he would go to No. 8 Middle School.

It is estimated that the eldest sister was also listening to it as a joke at that time, so she didn't take it seriously and didn't tell her parents, which caused the current scene.

And as soon as he said this, Liu Dazhao's eyes widened in astonishment: "You kid, when will you go to the eighth middle school for the exam, why don't I know?"

"Yes, Liu Xing, your surprise to us is too big, right?" Liu Ziran couldn't help but say.

However, she knew that Liu Xing had this strength, and she was admitted last year, if it weren't for some misunderstandings and economic reasons, I'm afraid that she would have finished her first year of high school now.

"This is a long story, now that the staff of the post office have worked hard to send the high school admission notice, should we invite someone to drink saliva and sit down and rest?"

Because the leaders of Wu Bureau, Ding Bureau, Secretary Bao and other leaders worked hard for him to study, he couldn't do anything brainless.

Seeing Liu Xing say this, Liu Dazhao hurriedly collected the admission notice, and then ran into the kitchen excitedly: "Daughter-in-law, stop boiling tea, hurry up and prepare a big red envelope, our star son, he ...... He was admitted to the eighth middle school. ”

This was said in an excited voice, but at the end of the sentence, there was obviously a cry coming out.

Obviously, Liu Dazhao felt sad for Liu Xing's process of being able to read the eighth middle school, and he also cried with joy.

Zhou Qiuxiang in the kitchen, when she heard Liu Dazhao's words, the whole person was like being struck by lightning.

It's not that she reacted big, but that Liu Xing couldn't go to the eighth middle school all along, which was the biggest regret in his heart. So much so that for the past two months, I have been in a state of panic, and I have the same nightmare every night.

The reason for this is because Liu Xing's ability is getting bigger and bigger, if he can go to No. 8 Middle School to study, he is afraid that his future achievements will be even greater.

And now, he actually heard Dazhao say that Liu Xing was admitted to the eighth middle school again.

"This ...... This must be a dream. After Zhou Qiuxiang came back to her senses, she hurriedly pinched herself.

After finding out that the pain was terrible, she cried, crying a lot, and then covered her mouth and ran into the side room to prepare the red envelope.

Liu Dazhao was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly served tea and water to Uncle Post with a teapot.

After Zhou Qiuxiang took out the red envelope, he said, "If you don't have anything else to do today, then stay for dinner, right?"

"Forget about dinner, but I'll take the red envelope. Uncle Post smiled: "Your family is really amazing, two in a row on the eighth middle school, then it seems that there will be a third one soon!"

With that, he rode away.

There is no way, he still has a lot of acceptance letters to give.

You can't stay at Liu Dazhao's house.

Liu Xing looked at the figure of the postal uncle in the distance: "Dad, Mom! It seems that our family has to set up a banquet, and we must have a lively time." ”

"I don't have to say this, I want to feast all the people of the village, and they will all come and drink your wine. Liu Dazhao smiled happily, and the whole person seemed to be much younger.

Zhou Qiuxiang was also very excited: "But now is not the time to talk about this, Dazhao, you hurry up and give the tea to the villagers who help carry the vegetables to drink, don't rub it off, because it's getting dark." ”

"Okay! good!" Liu Dazhao hurriedly walked towards Shiniu Mountain with a teapot.

Liu Xing and Liu Ziran followed.

But Liu Dazhao's next move made them cry and laugh a little.

It turned out that Liu Dazhao said that his son Liu Xing was in the eighth middle school, and he also took out the admission notice like a book.

This shocking news, to be honest, all the villagers of Saltpeter Village were shocked.

But after coming to his senses, none of them were envious, jealous, or hateful.

As for the reason, it was because they had known that Liu Xing was very smart.

It's normal to rely on the eighth middle school.

It would be strange if you didn't get in!

On the top of the mountain, Wu Ju, who was holding melon seeds, saw Liu Dazhao showing off with the admission letter, he shook his head with a light smile, but there were more blessings in his heart.

Because if it weren't for last year's oolong, I'm afraid that Liu Xing would have been a student of No. 8 Middle School.

And now Liu Xing's life trajectory is developing in the direction he predetermined, which is naturally a gratifying thing.

Seeing that many villagers wanted Liu Dazhao to smoke and sugar, he hurriedly walked over with melon seeds.

"Uncle, why is Daddy Wo so happy today?" Guazi couldn't help but ask at this time.

"Your brother was admitted to the eighth middle school, do you say your father is not happy?" Wu Ju teased.

"Oh, I will be admitted in the future, and I will go to study in No. 8 Middle School like my brother. The melon seed raised his little head, and there was confidence in his eyes.

"Haha...... Good! Okay! Ambitious. Wu Ju was very happy when he heard this.

Only then did he know that Liu Dazhao had no other skills, but he had a few amazing children.

Although he can't see the academic performance of the melon seeds in the future, he knows that the melon seeds will definitely not be too bad in studying in the future, because stupid people will not say such things, let alone have such great confidence.

In the sky, the originally gloomy scene also disappeared at this time.

Instead, the sky was filled with sunsets, and golden sunlight shone brightly.

Seem......

is also blessing Liu Xing to the eighth middle school.