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Brother...Is that coming...I saw smoke... Zhang Xin walked with a look of despair, but looking at the smoke in the distance, her face suddenly became excited.

It's almost there, that's cooking smoke... The villagers are cooking breakfast. Wang Hao glanced at it and said.

Great... it's finally here... Zhang Xin shouted excitedly.

Not only her, but also Zhang’s father and mother, and Zhang Nan. There was no rest on the way, and the mountain road was extremely difficult to walk, and sometimes there was no road, and could only climb over a cliff-like mountain wall .

The more they walked, the more they admired Wang Hao. After climbing over a hill, they finally saw a small mountain village. From a distance, the water was flowing. The village was surrounded by farmland, surrounded by greenery. As soon as the high mountains surround the center, many people are busy in the farmland at this time, and there are a few cattle grazing leisurely not far away.

What a nice view...

This combination of humanities and nature immediately made Zhang Xin sigh at the beauty here. There is a small waterfall flying down in the distance. On the edge of the pool formed under the waterfall, there are also a large number of women doing laundry .

Wang Hao looked at the four people who were attracted by the scenery and didn't make a sound to disturb them, but at this moment, the voice of an excited middle-aged man suddenly came.

Mr. Xiao Wang is here... Mr. Wang is here...

Zhang's father did not understand, because the other party did not speak Mandarin, but a dialect, one of the many dialects in Ganshi.

Xiao Hao... This is Hakka dialect? It's really hard to understand. Father Zhang turned to Wang Hao and asked.

Yes.. This is the more common Hakka dialect in southern Gansu.. Wang Hao nodded. He was originally a Hakka, and every time he came here from Gan City, the Hakka dialect he heard was very cordial.

Mr. Xiao Wang is here... And everyone who was busy working on the farmland immediately became excited, Da Niu...you treat Teacher Xiao Wang well... I will inform the village chief...

After he finished speaking, he ran out of the farmland without waiting for the big cow to reply. He walked towards the village.

Mr. Wang... these are... Daniel looked at the people behind Wang Hao with some doubts.

This is my parents and my younger brother... This is Uncle Daniel. Wang Hao introduced Zhang's father and Zhang's mother.

Zhang’s mother and Zhang’s mother, Zhang Xin, and Zhang Nan’s sister and brother were all dumbfounded. Although they didn’t understand the Hakka dialect dialogue very well, there are differences between the Hakka dialect parents and Mandarin, but the difference is not big, that is to say, they I understood a little.. This is the first time I heard Wang Hao introduce it like this, but they may have had no opportunity to introduce Wang Hao like this before.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother suppressed the excitement in his heart, and Zhang's father said to the Daniel, Hello...

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother both belonged to teachers, and both of them were university professors. They were very bookish. The greetings from the two and Zhang's father's hand outstripped the Daniel, who didn't know what to do, and hurriedly put his hands on the clothes. rubbed on.

Mr. Xiao Wang... but I've been waiting for you... A hurried voice came from the village. After the voice came out, a few figures appeared.

Let's go. Don't let the old village chief toss. Wang Hao looked at a few figures in the distance and said to the others.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother nodded and watched with emotion as Wang Hao chatted with the people in the village. It was like an adult-like conversation. They didn't see a trace of the immaturity of a high school student in Wang Hao.

Zhang Xin and Zhang Nan had stars in their eyes, just like fans of younger sisters and younger brothers, they looked at their elder brother Wang Hao with admiration, as if anything they encountered could not be solved by Wang Hao.

Village Chief... Uncle Zhen... Hello... Wang Hao quickly said hello.

The group chatted and entered the village. Zhang's father was also talking with the man Wang Hao called his true uncle,

Father Zhang found that most people in this village could not speak Mandarin, and Uncle Zhen was one of the few people who could speak some Mandarin.

Wang Hao, after talking to the village chief, walked towards a small yard made of stones. At this time, he knew that the children in the village were all there and were already waiting for him, because all the way It was slow, and it took a while.

And Father Zhang also ended the conversation with Uncle Zhen and looked at Wang Hao with emotion.

From Uncle Zhen's few words, he could feel the deep respect for Wang Hao, and from his mouth, he learned a piece of news that shocked him. Wang Hao taught him in a year. A champion of Xijiang Province.. The champion of Xijiang Province who was called a legend a year ago.

A student whose grades were mediocre in the second year of high school, but his grades improved by leaps and bounds after the third year of high school. It only took two or three months to go from a poor student who fell behind to the first place in the school, and then his grades were even better. It's out of control. In the last half year of the college entrance examination, I have maintained the first place for many years, and the gap with the second place has widened.

As for why Father Zhang is so clear, he once sighed that this student was a counterattack of a hanging silk. He paid special attention to it, and he still remembered the interview with the champion last year.

I remember that the champion once said that the person he is most grateful for is a noble person, a teacher.. a teacher who is younger than him.. At that time, after seeing it, Zhang’s father also sighed that the world is getting worse. Now Eighteen or nineteen will make news.

He didn't pay too much attention to the later things. It seemed that the media had visited the school, but in the end, he couldn't find the teacher mentioned by the provincial champion, and finally it was over.

But he didn't expect it, and heard the news of the champion again, and what the champion said seemed to be true... and the teacher of the champion was actually the son he recognized, which made him feel incredible.

But looking at Uncle Zhen's simple face and excited and proud expression for his son, he believed it inexplicably.

Brother's lecture is really good... Zhang Xin listened carefully.

In this small courtyard surrounded by stones, there is a thatched hut with four transparent walls. The straw hut is covered with a thick layer of oil paper, which can block the rain, but the four of Zhang's father did not enter because it was already full. child.

Xiaohao's grades are watery. Zhang's father listened to Wang Hao's explanation of mathematics. The simple explanation made him substitute into it unconsciously, and he looked at the students in the thatched hut, with different ages.. But no one was distracted, and everyone was listening carefully.

Some people are only five or six years old. Although their expressions sometimes show confusion, they all listen carefully.. and take notes all the time.

You are hydrated.. I tell you.. Xiaohao is so sensible.. He definitely won't cheat. Zhang's mother glared at Zhang's father, her voice was very low, so as not to disturb Wang Hao's teaching.