Zhang Hai now has a bit of a leadership style. He looks like a big shot in the field with four pockets on his clothes and his hands behind his back.
"Then what do you think will happen if I don't agree?"
Wan Feng smiled like Qin Hui: "It seems that there is no result? What do you think?"
"Bullshit! How can your petty mind lead to no results?"
"Uncle Zhang Hai, you can't say such things carelessly. When have I ever been petty? You must explain clearly to me. Slander is not a good habit. If you don't explain clearly today, I will go to your house for dinner tonight."
"Tell your grandfather to report to the brick factory after the holidays. I'm tired of you nagging me endlessly. I still count on you to help me when the land is divided in the winter."
Wan Feng refused on the spot: "No, I'm too young to do such a big thing. Don't call me when the land is divided, seriously! I won't come even if you call me."
How could he let him go out in the wild to starve in the howling north wind in winter?
Anyway, Wan Feng had made up his mind that he would definitely not go when the land was divided.
It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, and Wan Feng has started his plan of visiting neighbors.
I went home and found a backpack to pack five kilograms of mooncakes.
Yesterday he bought thirty kilograms of mooncakes, gave five kilograms each to Luan Feng and Jiang Min, and left ten kilograms for grandma's family. Now there are only ten kilograms left.
I rode my bike to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two more cans of food.
Since Zhou Xiaowen doesn't drink, Wan Feng saves money on alcohol. Anyway, five packs of mooncakes and two cans of food are not a small amount.
Wan Feng planned to give the gift to Zhou Xiaowen before he finished school so that he wouldn't have to listen to his life philosophies.
But unfortunately, he had not even sat down for two minutes at Zhou Xiaowen's house and had not even spoken a few words to Zhang Xian's sister when Zhou Xiaowen came back from school.
"Teacher, school is over so early today, don't you need to prepare lessons?"
"Why are you preparing lessons during the holidays? The school is closed for three days on August 15th."
Wan Feng was delighted because he didn't have to go to school for the next three days.
But the joy didn't last for three seconds before Zhou Xiaowen's sermon began.
"Xiao Wan, I admit that you are a capable person now, but you can't keep taking leave and not studying. Your parents didn't send you here to work for a few days and rest for a few days."
"Teacher, I know this, but I do have something going on, and there will be more and more of these things in the future. If things become too much for me to handle, it wouldn't be a big deal if I suddenly stopped studying one day. If that day ever comes, please don't be surprised."
The possibility of him not studying there is simply not there. His parents sent him here because they thought the teaching quality here is better than in Longjiang, not because they wanted him to not study.
The reason he said this was to lay the groundwork for asking for leave in the future.
"It would be a shame if you didn't study. People should have lofty ideals and strive to become pillars of the country."
Wan Feng does not believe that one cannot have lofty ideals without studying, and that even if one obtains a doctorate or master's degree, one may not necessarily become a pillar of the country.
If you don't have a correct world view in your heart, what's the point of becoming a great person?
During the Republic of China era, there were countless celebrities, but what did they do besides talking nonsense? What interested Wan Feng was not their thoughts, but their messy scandals.
That's quite rich.
In contemporary times, countless PhDs and masters in the humanities have become internet celebrities. Instead of becoming the pillars of the country, they have been spreading rumors and slandering the country all day long. Under the guise of freedom of speech, they have become the leaders of the anti-corruption movement, and some have even become dissidents.
The most famous thing is that the South China Sea plan proposed by the firm of Mr. Wang San was adopted by the West, which caused great trouble to the country.
In another five or six years, those gifted students in the capital's universities had become the source of social unrest. Those famous student leaders fled abroad with the help of the West, and even decades later they were still causing trouble abroad.
It was from that time that the country suddenly discovered the wolfish ambitions of Western countries, and its brief honeymoon period with the West came to an abrupt end.
So in Wan Feng's mind, although studying is a ladder for poor students to move forward, it is not a panacea nor the only way out.
Not studying does not necessarily mean that you have no contribution to society.
Everyone has his or her own place in society. Wan Feng believes that no matter what position one is in, as long as one does his or her job well, he or she is making a contribution to the country, even if the contribution may be a little insignificant.
But thousands of insignificant things coming together can create an earth-shaking situation.
"Teacher, I will study hard and make progress every day, but I will still ask for leave when I need to do something."
Zhou Xiaowen enjoyed the first half of the sentence very much, but the second half was different.
Zhou Xiaowen smiled bitterly.
After leaving Zhou Xiaowen's house, the next step should be to go to Zhang Guangpu's house.
Although Zhang Guangpu is not Wan Feng's real master, Wan Feng still regards him as his master in his heart.
Five packs of mooncakes, two bottles of Chenxiang, and two bottles of canned food were the generous gifts Wan Feng prepared for his master.
When Wan Feng arrived at Zhang Guangpu's house, Zhang Guangpu had just finished work and was very happy to see Wan Feng.
"Xiao Wan, this problem of yours is not good. If you want to come, just come. Why do you always bring gifts? Don't come next time if you bring gifts."
"Isn't this a festival? If it's not a festival, I will definitely come empty-handed."
"At home, cooking, Xiao Wan and I chatting."
Wan Feng immediately refused: "Don't bother, I'm not eating here, I'll just sit for a while and leave."
"No, you must eat before you leave." Zhang Guangpu's attitude was firm.
But Wan Feng was even more resolute: "I'm really not eating here. I've already promised to have dinner at her house tonight."
"Whose family?"
"My wife's home."
Zhang Guangpu was shocked: "You already have a wife? You..."
He didn't know how to describe it.
"Master, the day before yesterday I went to Bohai. I went to pay my respects to my master and uncle. They also asked me to send you a message asking if you will be back for the New Year this year?"
Zhang Guangpu was a little shocked when Wan Feng said he had a wife just now, but this time he was really shocked.
"Ah! You went to my house? How did you find your way there? I didn't even tell you my address."
Wan Feng did not tell Zhang Guangpu in advance about his visit to his house this time. The local specialties he brought in his name were all bought by Wan Feng on his own initiative.
"Hey, when we were chatting, you mentioned that your family was from Sigou, and you kept bragging about how great your brother was. I went to Sigou and asked around, and I found him."
Zhang Guangpu stared at Wan Feng blankly for a long time. "You should be a spy, kid. You should be careful with your words from now on. You might get some information out of me. Have you tried to fight with my third brother?"
"Gesture, let me have one hand."
"What's the result?"
"It's a draw."
Zhang Guangpu nodded: "It's a very reasonable result."
"Master, do you have any idea of working in our Wahou?"
Wan Feng expressed his thoughts.
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