Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 513
Xiyang quietly hid behind the mountain, Yang Zhengdong stayed home with Wang Xiaoru.

It was found that Yang Gaizhi, Teacher Qian, etc. were all in the room, and Sun Yuanyuan also looked shy and happy.

"What's the matter? Did you go out to pick up money?"

Yang Zhengdong joked with a smile.

"I'm happier than picking up money. The last time Yuanyuan went to Wutai Mountain, you said it was useless. Does it work now?"

Julia came out of the house, glanced at him and said.

"What do you mean? What is useful or not?"

"What's the point, you're going to be a father!"

Wang Xiaoru shouted happily, and ran to Sun Yuanyuan's side.

"This is real?"

Yang Zhengdong was stunned for a moment, then asked in a daze.

"This is the test result, issued by Guanghua Hospital, you should be able to understand it?"

Yang Gaizhi smiled and handed over a checklist.

"When did this happen?"

Yang Zhengdong stared blankly at the list and asked.

He has medical knowledge, and of course he can understand the checklist.

"Is this kid so happy and silly, isn't it written on it? It's been about five weeks!"

"Oh, that means I'm becoming a father?"

Yang Zhengdong's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly.

"Of course, you're going to be a father!"

Yang Gaizhi smiled and slapped him across the face.

"Great, boy or girl?"

"It's over, my teacher is so stupid!"

Sitting with Sun Yuanyuan, Wang Xiaoru hugged her shoulder and smiled.

"Go, go, little brat, don't grab a place for me!"

Yang Zhengdong also smiled, this question is indeed quite silly.

The shape is not yet five weeks old, so how could it be possible to tell a man or woman.

He walked over to push Wang Xiaoru away, and sat beside him grinning.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Yang Gaizhi and Teacher Qian looked at each other and smiled, and led Wang Xiaoru out.

The couple have a lot of whispers to say, what kind of trouble are they making?

"I just felt it too. Recently, I always felt uncomfortable in my stomach, but I didn't have any other reactions, so I didn't think about it. Later, when I met Mr. Hu, he said that my complexion was a bit strange, so he helped me. My pulse said that I was pregnant. My aunt found out, so she dragged me to the hospital for another check-up, and it turned out to be pregnant!"

Sun Yuanyuan leaned on his shoulder and said softly.

"Great! I didn't expect us to have a baby until we are 30 years old. Today, Xiao Ru said that I have gray hair!"

"It's all my fault, I didn't expect this to happen!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yang Zhengdong slapped her on the forehead lightly, and put his ears on her stomach.

"It's only a little older now, what can you hear!"

Sun Yuanyuan touched his hair and said with a smile.

"Haven't you heard of father and daughter connecting hearts?"

"How do you know it's a girl?"

"Intuition, the intuition from the old father!"

"I don't want to give birth to a daughter for you. Your old father has too many ideas. You forced Xiaoya to go to Guizhou."

"She did it voluntarily, and I didn't force her to go!"

"It's all your reason, will Xiaoya still kiss you in the future?"

"No matter how close you are, she's still my sister, can she go to heaven?"

"So I'll give birth to a son, so that you don't get nervous when you grow up, maybe you go to Africa directly. Where can I find a child?"

Sun Yuanyuan said angrily, and mischievously made his hair into a chicken coop.

"I think it will be a daughter, a girl who is as beautiful as you!"

Yang Zhengdong directly turned the topic aside.

This matter is completely unclear.

The gears of time crushed the years into pieces.

But human development will never stagnate at any time.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhengdong reached the age of knowing his destiny.

Mengxi Village is still that peaceful small mountain village, but it seems to have become an economic center in China.

Based on Mengxi Village, Ping'an Township has developed into a high-tech research and development center and a cultural tourism center.

The development of Linchuan is even greater, and the effects of various industrial clusters are obvious, and it has already become an emerging city in the southern Hebei area.

Yang Zhengdong and the old branch secretary were sitting by the edge of Mengxi Lake, with a horse sitting under each of their buttocks.

At this time, it is not easy to find bricks in Mengxi Village.

The old party secretary is thin and thin, and he has long lost his robustness of ten years ago.

Shaved all the white hair off his head, he looked quite energetic.

A few years ago, he had a serious illness and almost went to see Yang Qingyun.

Have quit smoking now.

Inadvertently, you can also see the yellow nails that have been smoked by tobacco, and the memory of the past remains.

The branch secretary has long since ceased to be the branch secretary, and Wang Enkui is now the new branch secretary of Mengxi Village.

He is almost sixty years old, not much different from the old party secretary back then.

Yang Zhengdong's hair was also a little gray, and the two sat together looking at the sparkling light of Mengxi Lake.

"I didn't expect that I could live to this age, it's really thanks to you!"

The old branch secretary looked at Meng Xihu with a sense of ecstasy in his dim eyes, and said with emotion.

The voice is still loud, but it is old after all.

I don't have the anger I used to have!

The arm is no longer like it was at that time, the table that can be slapped can jump three times.

Now only the bulging veins and the skin with visible bones remain.

"Grandpa Seven, it will be even better in the future, you will see it all!"

Yang Zhengdong quickly smiled and comforted him.

In fact, he also knew that the old party secretary's time was running out.

People in their 90s have been rare since ancient times, and now the old party secretary is [-] years old.

No matter how powerful he is, he cannot reverse the law of birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Don't just pick up nice words. I'm already a long-lived old man at this age. It's no pity to die now! Those old guys in the village have left one by one, and only my grandson and I are left at this age." Old nine. But there is nothing to regret, every time I see this village, I want to laugh twice in my dreams, who would have thought that I could live such a good life, the only pity is that Qingyun is not lucky to see it!"

The old party secretary looked at the green hills in the distance, and there were stretches of orchards.

In the north of the village are small villas, and in the distance are schools and living quarters.

It doesn't have the appearance of the small poor village at the beginning, if it is a small city, it can be justified.

It's just that Mengxi Village has always emphasized maintaining ecology, focusing on cultural tourism and scientific research. The tallest building is the school building.

For example, Gaojiazhuang, which is separated by a mountain, and Dawangzhuang, Xiaowangzhuang and Huojiazhai not far away, are now like cities, with many high-rise buildings. Although they are not as tall as those skyscrapers on TV, they are all It is a ten-story building.

Nowadays, everyone in the village can afford to drive a car and live in a big villa. Who would have dared to imagine decades ago.

"I believe Grandpa can see it!"

Yang Zhengdong couldn't help but show nostalgia.

Looking at Meng Xihu, he murmured.

"In this life, I'm not at a loss!"

The old branch secretary didn't say anything else, but laughed.

"We will do better in the future!"

"Then it's up to you, I don't have much hope, I'm very satisfied with this day!"

The old branch secretary stood up tremblingly from the saddle, leaning on a delicate crutch.

Smiling, he turned around and walked towards the villa by the lake. He wanted to take this opportunity to play chess with Li Dongxin.

When these old men are free, they all gather together to play chess and bicker, enjoying the rare old age.

Yang Zhengdong smiled, put away the Maza, and walked towards the school with it in his hand.

Before he retired, he still had to take care of many things.

Yang Gaizhi was old, and Julia and Ma Qingyuan each took over part of the property management, but they often wanted him when they made up their minds.

After arriving in the conference room, Yang Zhengdong looked at each familiar face, whose youthful appearance had long since disappeared after years of wear and tear.

I really miss the time when everyone was so energetic and dared to do things that the world did not dare to do.

"Chu Yi, where did you come back from?"

Yang Zhengdong looked at Qian Chu and asked with a smile.

"Where else can I come from, to fight the world for Boss Yang, don't I just go wherever I need to go? I haven't been there before!"

Sitting at the conference table, Qian Chuyi joked with him.

"Then I'll ask the Space Department later, let you build a spaceship and go up there to have a look!"

Yang Zhengdong also made a joke.

"Farewell, I probably won't be able to come back at my age!"

"I'm young, let me go up and have a look!"

Qian Duoduo was still so active, so he hurriedly answered the conversation.

"Okay! I'll sign up for you all when the seven-day tour of the universe is launched later!"

Yang Zhengdong agreed without hesitation.

Everyone laughed for a while, and the meeting started.

Today's Hope School and Xinghua Education have become the largest educational organizations in China.

It is also the largest educational organization in the entire Blue Star, spreading in every corner of the Blue Star.

There are more than 2000 Hope Schools in China, ranging from the Mobei Plateau in the north, the South China Sea Islands in the south, and the western frontiers in the west. The flags of Hope Schools are flying in all the former impoverished areas.

Over the past 20 years, it has trained hundreds of millions of talents of various types for the country.

It is distributed in all walks of life in the country.

Overseas Hope Schools and Confucius Institutes have also achieved great results.

Many countries and regions are proud of introducing Project Hope and Chinese culture.

With the school as a link, it has led to the formation of the Chinese cultural circle all over the world.

Even if you walk on the streets of Africa, there are locals who will chat with you in fluent Chinese Mandarin.

Not to mention the original Chinese country, just look at the newly added territory of China.

These are all the effects of Yang Zhengdong's cultural output. There are more than [-] branch schools of Hope School in Blue Star, thousands of Confucius Institutes, and thousands of vocational schools. In the industry, it promotes the rapid development of society and has become a backbone force that cannot be ignored.

But at this meeting, what Yang Zhengdong wants to discuss is not to continue to expand the scale.

It is another matter that requires all high-level intervention to finalize.

"Everyone knows what the topic of today's discussion is, right? Let's talk about your views!"

Yang Zhengdong looked at these heroes who fought the world together, and asked them with a smile.

"Principal, do you really want to do this? The teachers may have opinions!"

"I think this matter should be reconsidered?"

"Exporting teachers is enough, why give away the school?"

(End of this chapter)