There is only one cameraman for each group of guests.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the children in the village walked to school together.
When Tian Bo sent them home, he specifically instructed that the older children should bring their younger siblings with them.
Some of the kids were carrying small backpacks that were bulging with stuff, while others were carrying bags whose contents were unknown.
The cameraman thought for a moment and felt that it would be more interesting to follow him. He glanced at Gu An in the straw hat and finally left him.
"Hey! ヾ(??﹏?)??"
Gu An stretched out his hand to try to keep the cameraman, but it stopped in mid-air. He looked at the cameraman's departing back with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
[It's hilarious! The tool man has a scale in his heart, and the weight on the scale is the little kid.]
You hurt me and just laughed it off.
[Swallow, come back! How can I live without you?]
The wind whistles and the Yishui River is cold. It's difficult for An Bao to chop wood.
He gritted his teeth and went into the mountains alone, going up the stream.
Whistle to give yourself courage. *\(?? ? ??)=3 =3 =3,
At school, Si Hong welcomes the returning children outside the classroom.
When she saw the cameraman, a trace of worry flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Everyone here has their own things to do. Although she misses Gu An, she can't leave. She hopes that her little brother can return safely.
"Hello, teacher!"
"Hello, classmates!"
"Teacher, grandma asked me to bring you some sweet potatoes and eggplants."
"Teacher, I also have two eggs."
"I have tomatoes and tangerines."
"I have five duck eggs."
“…”
The podium is filled with agricultural and sideline products. They are worthless outside, but now each one is a gift from the children's families.
It is the food we depend on for survival.
Si Hong felt a faint sense of satisfaction.
This feeling is different from being the principal of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
Perhaps the young people who go to remote mountainous areas to teach have their own dreams, and what they get from the children should be the same.
"Thank you, students. The teacher likes it very much. Please take your seats. We are about to start the class."
[The principal has won! But Anbao doesn't know yet. Is there anyone kind enough to go to the mountains and tell him? [Unrelated sentence fragment:]
[Enough for the principal and Anbao to eat for two days. They can rest easy now.]
I'm a master chef at the university cafeteria. I recommend the following recipes for the ingredients above: Stir-fried tomatoes with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with eggplant, and tangerine egg drop soup. I'm updating the recipes and would appreciate your suggestions.
【The master recommended it well, please don’t recommend it again next time. 】
[Thousands of people are asking which university cafeteria the master worked in, so you can avoid it in advance when filling out your application.]
Gu An searched the mountains for traces of the branches Ji Meir and Ling Dong had cut in the morning, and tried to find other dry branches only near the stream.
He was lucky enough to find a huge pine tree that had been knocked down by lightning. The trunk was more than ten meters long and the pine needles were red in color, and the branches were dry and brittle and broke easily.
God saw that he was a novice doing a task, so he gave him a novice gift package.
Spread out the twine and place them side by side on the ground.
Gu An swung the hatchet and chopped.
According to the wood-chopping tips his aunt taught him, the direction of the axe should not be chopped at a right angle, but should be chopped diagonally. Changing the position after each chop makes it easier to cut through branches and saves effort.
He tied the pine branches and needles into two bundles and suddenly found that the two sleeves of his down jacket were pierced by the pine needles. After pulling out the pine needles, the duck down inside was exposed.
(?ω?｀ll)
The embarrassing scene was captured by the miniature camera on the chest.
[The production team, are they here? I have to reimburse Anbao for the down jacket, hahahaha.]
[Is one load of firewood enough to buy a down jacket? ]
[The real test is coming next. I'm really worried whether his young body can carry this heavy load.]
Gu An strung two pieces of firewood together on a shoulder pole, put them on his shoulder and tested the weight. It was not too heavy and he could carry it.
I walked slowly on the way back and didn't bring any water with me.
When he was thirsty, he would put down his burden and walk to the stream to drink water. The mountain spring water was clear and sweet, and would not upset his stomach.
I don't know how many times I changed shoulders along the way before I reached the vegetable patch at the entrance of the village.
When I got back to the village, I was not in a hurry. I stopped to rest before continuing.
There are a dozen or so tangerine trees next to it, which I don’t know who planted them. The branches are full of tangerines, which are bright yellow and very tempting.
Gu An walked forward and picked two oranges to eat. They were quite sweet.
In rural areas, no one would care if you eat two fruits.
After finishing one bite at a time, he looked up and saw a familiar figure sneaking around in the distance.
It’s Lin Zizhen. What is this guy doing alone?
Gu An thought about it and decided to follow and see.
Anyway, if you leave firewood by the vegetable patch, no one will steal it. Each family has a mark in the middle of their shoulder pole, so you can tell who owns the firewood by sticking it in the pole.
In the afternoon, Lin Jingjing went to help pick vegetables, but Lin Zizhen lied about having a stomachache and needed to go to the bathroom, so he didn't go. He also turned off the camera on his body and left it at home.
He wants to eat meat.
Since the old man didn't have it at home, he figured out a way himself.
Avoiding the cameraman, Lin Zizhen remembered that when he first came here yesterday, he saw a group of ducks roaming in a field.
He saw it this morning when he was herding cattle. He observed the terrain at that time and secretly remembered it in his mind without mentioning it to Lin Jingjing.
It is quite far away from the villagers' houses and is blocked by a grove of fruit trees.
Lin Zizhen held a handful of rice he had grabbed from the old man's house in his arms, ready to use it to lure the ducks.
There was no one around, so he trotted towards the ducks in the field and didn't notice Gu An following him.
quack!
When someone appeared, the ducks did not panic. They just quacked a few times and continued to play and forage in the fields.
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