Chapter 91 The Distressed Farmer
Liu Wu just took this matter as a joke, but Wang Manyin sighed deeply and didn't ask about the final result.

In this era, many things will inevitably happen. Wang Manyin does still retain the goodwill of human nature, but the distance of transmission of this goodwill is very limited. At most, he can guarantee that no accidents will happen to his relatives.

Liu Wu raised his wrist to look at his watch, and belatedly said, "Oops, it's time for class."

With that said, he got up and took the copper bell and went outside, and the sound of clang clang followed.

Wang Manyin adjusted his mood, got up and came to the classroom with the newspaper under his arms, and found that it was quite lively inside. There was already a circle of people around Jiang Dahai's seat, which was usually deserted, chatting twitteringly.

The news of Wang Manyin taking him in as a godson has spread throughout Guanzi Village, and the children also got the news from their parents, so Dahai asked him about his specific situation when he came today.

Ask him how he lives at home, how he eats, how he sleeps, whether Teacher Wang treats him well, etc.

Jiang Dahai was surrounded by so many classmates for the first time, his face flushed for a while, he tore the new clothes that Lanhua gave him, and buckled the toes of the yellow rubber shoes that Wang Manyin bought for him, saying that everything was fine, but the specific food What did he say, but he didn't say it.

Although he was very happy, he always remembered that his godfather and godmother told him not to expose the food at home, otherwise they would be in big trouble.

Compared with Jiang Dahai's deserted position, Zhou Ziang's position was abnormally deserted. He was active in the past and sat with his head down on his seat, motionless.

It's not that no classmates went to play with him, it's just that he has been ignoring others, so his position has gradually become deserted.

Wang Manyin was a little worried. He was a smart and active child, so he must not degenerate because of family changes.

"The teacher is here." Jiang Dahai was the first to see the godfather at the front door of the classroom, and immediately reminded him in a low voice. The surrounding students immediately returned to their seats and sat down, and the classroom fell silent instantly.

They all wanted to perform well in front of Wang Manyin, and hoped that Wang Manyin would come up with some snacks to reward them. For example, the classmates who cleaned up this morning got delicious fried chestnuts with sugar.

"Good morning, students. Let's study newspapers as usual." Wang Manyin said gently with a smile, and began to study newspapers with them.

While telling the story, he kept paying attention to Zhou Ziang, but he used to listen with great interest, but now he was immersed in his own world, keeping his head down and remained silent.

During the class break in the morning, Wang Manyin brought Zhou Ziang to the office alone. Zhou Ziang put his hands behind his back and lowered his head as if he was ready to accept criticism.

Wang Manyin tried to make his tone as gentle as possible, "Zi'ang, can I ask you a favor?"

Zhou Ziang was taken aback, and looked up at Wang Manyin, a little confused, so he thought that Wang Manyin called him to the office to criticize.

As for what to criticize, he didn't think about it for a while, maybe because he was distracted when he was studying the newspaper in the morning, or maybe because his mother made a mistake.

"The teacher would like to invite you to help the teacher with some housework after school if you have time, such as digging the chimney and finding firewood. Just like Jiang Dahai in the past, the teacher will pay you, okay?"

Wang Manyin thought about it, but he didn't know how to help him. The best way was this, and he couldn't help other things.

Zhou Ziang raised his head abruptly, looked at Wang Manyin's serious face, two tears rolled down his face, and he couldn't help crying choked up.

At his age, he was able to understand many things. He knew that Wang Manyin wanted to take the opportunity to help him. After all, no one in the countryside would pay others to help with housework.

"Thank you, thank you teacher."

Wang Manyin patted him on the shoulder, "Zi'ang, we are all men, and men's tears are worthless. No matter what, you have to work hard to make your shoulders stronger, so that you can bear the burden of life."

Zhou Ziang nodded half-understood, "But teacher, my dad asked me to drop out of school to help him earn work points, but I don't want to, teacher, what should I do?"

Wang Manyin was taken aback, and said immediately: "Don't worry Ziang, I will go home with you at noon, and I will help you convince your parents that you can continue to study."

After finishing speaking, he smiled to ease the atmosphere, "You not only have to go to elementary school, but also go to Shigejie to go to junior high school, to go to Yuanxi County to go to high school, and even go to a big place outside to go to college."

Zhou Ziang pursed his lips and said nothing, but a seed was quietly planted in his heart. He didn't want to stay in the village anymore, he wanted to go out and see the outside world.

When school was over at noon, Wang Manyin found Jiang Dahai and said, "Dahai, you go home to eat by yourself, I'll go to Zhou Ziang's house first."

Jiang Dahai nodded, "Godfather, please be careful when riding."

"Stinky boy, I'm still concerned about your father."

Wang Manyin rubbed his hair amusedly, then turned around and signaled Zhou Ziang to sit behind the bicycle.

Zhou Ziang glanced at Jiang Dahai with some envy, and carefully got on the bicycle, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

As soon as Wang Manyin pedaled, the bicycle drove out of the school. Zhou Ziang looked at the scene of the rapid reverse around him, and felt quite surprised. This was his first experience with a bicycle, and he felt so magical and safe.

When he met people in the village along the way, he couldn't help raising his head to declare his existence, and he had also ridden a bicycle before.

When I came to Zhou Zi'ang's house, it was also an earthen kiln with mud spread on the courtyard wall. When I walked into the cave, there was a strange smell inside, and a gloom enveloped the family.

"Dad, this is Teacher Wang." Zhou Ziang said to a person in the cave who was weaving straw sandals.

"Hello, Zhou Ziang's father, we met before." Wang Manyin said with a smile.

When he was talking, he also looked around. There was an old man sitting behind the dark stove, and a middle-aged woman with a gloomy expression lying on the kang bed, unkempt. Everything gave people a feeling of depression. The family seemed to have lost hope.

In such a depressing environment, Wang Manyin couldn't help frowning, this is not what life should be like.

"Ah, Teacher Wang, hello, here, there is nothing at home to entertain you, alas"

Zhou Ziang's father got up in embarrassment, pulled out a bench, wiped it vigorously and let him sit down, even if he wanted to get a bowl of warm water, he couldn't find a clean bowl, and he couldn't get out the dry tobacco he rolled himself. flushed.

Wang Manyin didn't take it seriously, handed over a cigarette and said, "I'm here for Zi'ang's study."

(End of this chapter)

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