Tang Xiaobao's smile froze on his face, and he didn't dare look at Zhinu again, for fear that he could not control himself.

The Weaver Girl has a good figure and good looks, but most importantly, she has a fairy-like temperament that is simply unparalleled. There are many girls around Tang Xiaobao who win with their temperament, but none of them can really compare to the Weaver Girl.

There's nothing you can do about it. She's a genuine fairy. This is called the protagonist's halo, there's no comparison.

If only I could marry a fairy...

Tang Xiaobao thought this idea was crazy.

He didn't dare stay in the kitchen any longer, so he went out to the living room and chatted with Deng Jianzhong for a few words.

Deng Jianzhong said, "Come on, accompany me to visit a friend."

"good."

After saying goodbye to his daughter, Deng Jianzhong and Tang Xiaobao went out.

…

Wall hillside.

Located at the west gate, across the Red Army Bridge, there is a road leading directly to the top of the mountain.

It took Deng Jianzhong and Tang Xiaobao a full hour to climb to the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Deng Jianzhong overlooked the entire city.

Along the way, neither of them spoke and remained silent.

Deng Jianzhong was old after all, so he rested for a while at the top of the mountain and then continued to take Tang Xiaobao down the mountain.

Instead of going back to the city, go down the mountain from the other side.

A big mountain, but with different scenery on both sides.

On one side is the prosperous county town.

On one side is the backward rural area.

After walking along the path for about ten minutes, Tang Xiaobao saw a tiled house in the mountains not far ahead, with large tents in front of and behind the house.

vegetable?

Are you here to buy fresh vegetables?

Tang Xiaobao was completely confused.

Deng Jianzhong walked straight to the tile-roofed house and called out, "Mr. Chen?"

After a while, an old man wearing reading glasses came out from the big tent. Seeing Principal Deng, he waved and said, "It's you, Xiao Deng. Oh, take a seat first. I'll be right back."

Deng Jianzhong sat down on a bench in the yard.

After a while, the old man came back carrying a hoe.

Tang Xiaobao looked at the old man carefully. He had gray hair and was probably in his seventies. He didn't look like a vegetable farmer, but more like an old scholar engaged in scientific research.

The old man smiled and nodded to Tang Xiaobao, without inviting them into the house. He put down his hoe, went into the house and poured out two cups of tea.

It was a rare sunny day today, so the three of them sat down in the yard and chatted.

"Mr. Chen, how have you been recently?" Deng Jianzhong seemed to respect Mr. Chen very much.

"It's still the same." Old Chen said with a smile.

Deng Jianzhong asked again: "Have you made any progress on your project?"

Mr. Chen sighed: "There are some results, but there is still some distance to go before success."

Tang Xiaobao couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Is Mr. Chen hiding here to do scientific research?

Is there such an old scholar in the county?

Deng Jianzhong didn't ask any more questions. After chatting for a while, he told Mr. Chen to take care of his health and left with Tang Xiaobao.

Continue climbing.

Tang Xiaobao was puzzled.

He really didn't understand why Principal Deng brought him here from so far away.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Deng Jianzhong took a look at the overall picture of the county town as usual before going down the mountain.

No conversation along the way.

After returning home, Tang Xiaobao sat down and couldn't help but say, "Principal Deng, do you have something to say to me? If you have something to say, just say it. I always feel a little guilty."

Deng Jianzhong asked, "Why are you feeling guilty?"

"I can't say." Tang Xiaobao said honestly.

"Let me tell you the story of Mr. Chen." Deng Jianzhong suddenly said.

Tang Xiaobao pricked up his ears.

"Mr. Chen is a Chinese-American and a renowned biologist. Twenty years ago, his research won him a Nobel Prize. Later, he returned to China. The government wanted him to join the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but he declined. Finally, he changed his name and came to Tongjiang with me. Over a decade has passed, and he's now focused on genetically modified crops, specifically potatoes."

Tang Xiaobao was startled.

He really didn't expect that this unremarkable old man Chen actually had such a great background.

"He is doing research, why doesn't he join the Chinese Academy of Sciences?" Tang Xiaobao couldn't understand.

Deng Jianzhong said, "I don't know about that."

After saying "oh", Tang Xiaobao suddenly realized something and asked, "Principal Deng, does his subject need money?"

Deng Jianzhong frowned, looking a little unhappy: "He doesn't need money, and I know you are very rich now."

Tang Xiaobao laughed awkwardly and said, "Mr. Deng, you——"

"But is it really meaningful for you to earn so much money?" Deng Jianzhong asked.

Tang Xiaobao was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

"With great power comes great responsibility. Yes, you've opened a pharmaceutical factory now, and you've made some contributions to society. But what you've done in Yanjing really disappoints me. Can't you devote more of your energy to benefiting society?"

sweat……

Tang Xiaobao finally understood why Deng Jianzhong was angry.

Deng Jianzhong continued, "Do you know why I stayed in Tongjiang? Do you know why Mr. Chen stayed in Tongjiang? Because Tongjiang is still very backward. China has been reforming and opening up for decades, but Tongjiang hasn't changed much."

Tang Xiaobao was speechless and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Deng, I understand."

…

After leaving Deng Jianzhong's house, Tang Xiaobao also felt aggrieved.

What does he understand? He understands nothing at all.

In his opinion, he has done a lot for society.

For example, when a new drug is launched, the company strictly orders distributors in various regions not to raise prices blindly, and always puts patients' purchasing power first.

For example, he set up a medicinal herb planting base in his hometown, which also provided employment for local people.

For example, he donated money to public welfare funds, spending 10 billion yuan at a time, and used 1% of the company's income for charity.

…

It seems like I really did a lot.

But when he thought about the fact that Deng Jianzhong had been staying in this county town for decades, devoted to the cause of education, Tang Xiaobao felt a little ashamed.

It seems that if we really say it, we haven’t done enough.

In Yanjing, I was busy with meaningless things.

But that's how life is. Many things have no meaning to society, but are very meaningful to individuals.

As for slapping those people in the face and making such a fuss, this was not something that could be predicted in advance.

Tang Xiaobao did not return to his hometown, but drove directly to Bazhong.

After meeting Ma Ming, he gave him a bottle of wine he brewed. You can't give too much of this thing as it is too precious, and it would be a waste if you give too much.

Ma Ming did not blame Tang Xiaobao for his daughter's matter. He even invited Tang Xiaobao to dinner in the evening. However, it was obvious that he was a little disappointed.

Without my only relative by my side, this New Year is destined to be a bad one.

In the evening, Ma Ming wanted to let Tang Xiaobao stay overnight, but Tang Xiaobao declined and went directly to Chen Mengyao's house.

Chen Mengyao was eating a box lunch while looking at the computer.

She didn't even know Tang Xiaobao had walked in.

She didn't notice until Tang Xiaobao had been sitting next to her for a full ten minutes.

"Hey, how long have you been here? Why didn't you call in advance?" Chen Mengyao smiled charmingly.