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Xie Xunyang and his group returned to Haowang Village. As soon as they got off the bus, they saw a red banner hanging at the entrance of the village not far away. When they walked in, they found that it was written——

"Congratulations to Xie Xunyang of Haowang Village for winning the No.1 National English Contest for Primary School Students"

Mo Xian: "..."

Xie Xunyang: "..."

Mo Xian raised his head and looked at the protagonist without saying a word: "Brother, close your eyes and stop looking, I will drag you in."

Xie Xunyang: "...It's okay, I'm fine."

Within two seconds of saying this, he was overwhelmed by the sound of gongs and drums around him.

Under the leadership of the village head, the members of the gong and drum team of Haowang Village, who only performed during festivals and festivals, put on red clothes again, with drums on their waists, and their strong arms waved the drums, "Boom—————" Dong dong dong dong dong——” The rhythmic drumbeat was deafening, accompanied by the sound of the trumpet and the outstanding suona sound, it was very lively.

"Hey, our little champion has returned in triumph! If you are still doing anything, get out of the way!" Aunt Cheng put on a big red dress and a red hairpin on her head, smiling like a flower on her face. He came forward and pulled the dumbfounded Xie Xunyang to the middle, and the other villagers were divided into two sides, looking with their heads.

Xie Xunyang has received countless rewards since he was a child, and there are many who are more valuable than this, but he has never seen such a battle.

"Mo Xian..." He turned his head, trying to find someone, but Aunt Cheng pulled his arm to death.

"Let's go! Little champion, the seats are all set!"

"Set the... table?" Xie Xunyang said with difficulty.

"That's right, you won No.1, it's amazing! No one in our Haowang Village has won the number one prize for so many years! This is to win honor for the village. Let's go, tonight, your Uncle Cheng will treat you, and the whole village will be lively!"

Mo Xian was pushed to the back, and could only watch helplessly as Xie Xunyang was dragged away.Then he turned around and saw Xu Xin surrounded by Wang Baoer and Dashu in the crowd.

"Mom! Why are you here..."

Xu Xin was squeezed by the people around: "I was also dragged here by your Aunt Cheng, to pick you up and Yangyang."

When Mo Xian and the others followed the large troop to the stage where the banquet was held in the village, they found that almost the whole village had come, and it was even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.The stage had long been abandoned, and there was an empty public area in front of it. At this time, the tables formed a long line, and the villagers sat down one after another.

Mo Xian found that He Lu was also at the table, surrounded by the village head and several elders in the village pushing cups and changing glasses.Men don't fit in all year round, and haven't participated in such activities for a long time.At this time, because of Xie Xunyang, he was lured to drink. The man looked a little uncomfortable, but he was very skilled.

On the scribbled face, there was also a long-lost smile.

"Everyone, don't leave after eating! The movie will be played on the stage at eight o'clock!" The village head raised his voice and shouted.

The villagers raised their glasses in response.

When the night gradually darkened, a big screen was set up on the stage.Cheng Jiawang dragged Mo Xian to the corner of the stage to see how the machine played.The two men waited for a while, then pressed the switch, the screen flickered a few times and lit up, and a line of words appeared on it again:

"Congratulations to Xie Xunyang from our village for winning the No.1 National Primary School English Contest"

"..."

Mo Xian cast his eyes on the boys surrounded by the first row in front of the stage, he covered his eyes with his hands, and slowly lowered his head.

The movie played an anti-Japanese war movie. The villagers had nothing to do after dinner, and they all sat or stood in front of the stage.After playing for half of the time, Xie Xunyang finally found a chance, walked out quietly, and walked to He Lu's house in the dark.

He hadn't had time to pack his luggage yet.

After entering the yard, I found someone in the house.

He Lu sat at the table in the main room, drinking alone with a plate of peanuts.

Seeing that Xie Xunyang came back, he didn't pretend to be okay this time, but pointed to the seat opposite: "I didn't eat, okay? Have some more?"

Xie Xunyang pulled the suitcase into the room, and for some reason, sat down opposite He Lu.

"Get the chopsticks yourself."

"I won't eat." Xie Xunyang said.

He Lu let out a "huh", dropped a peanut in his mouth, and smiled: "You really look like your mother."

Xie Xunyang raised his eyes.

"Study well, but stubborn."

Not caring whether the other party would answer, He Lu said to himself: "She has been smart since she was a child, and she treats others as idiots and trash...I am trash, but I don't need her to direct how I live."

"She always thought I was worthless, so she would stay at home and eat from her parents... But does she eat less? How much did her parents spend on her learning to paint? I said no ?... After all these years, she left home to be happy, and my parents went to see a doctor, so I stayed with her?"

He Lu was given a lot of wine at the banquet, and he had drunk too much at this time.He was cursing, and Xie Xunyang just listened with lowered eyes, without saying a word.

"She thought giving money was everything. Before my father passed away, I called her several times to ask her to come back. She said she was busy, but in the end..." The man's eyes seemed to be a little scarlet, and he took a mouthful of phlegm, "I'm drinking , I'm worthless... Who stipulates that everyone should be as successful as her? Xie Xunyang, tell me, can there be someone like me alive in this world?"

"I'm worthless... don't I deserve to live?...Huh?"

He Lu took out a file bag from the drawer behind him.It smells musty and has obviously been there for many years, but it doesn't show any creases and seems to be in good condition.

"There is nothing else in the house. This is a painting your mother drew when she first learned it. You can take it away."

Xie Xunyang took it over and opened it to look at a few. The front side was a sketch with some immature strokes, which is incomparable to the ones kept in Shang Jing's home, while the back side was another completely childish way of drawing, with some lines scribbled indiscriminately. , faintly visible are cars and robots...

He Lu was really drunk and fell on the table with his head buried in his arms.

Xie Xunyang put his coat on him, picked up the file bag and was about to leave, when he heard the man behind him murmur: "You go too, you are all equally smart, you shouldn't stay in this small fishing village..."

"I will go, but now is not the time."

"Haven't you had a drink at Shang Jing's bar? When I go back, I can buy you a drink. It's a thank you gift for taking me in during this time."

Xie Xunyang came out of the room, and there were bursts of low laughter behind him.

Mo Xian really settled down to study.He no longer dozed off during class every day, and tried to follow the teacher's train of thought to listen to the lectures. After class, he surrounded Xie Xunyang, and went home with Xie Xunyang directly after school.He rejected Cheng Jiawang and Cui Shu's invitation to play games, and also ignored Liang Sheng's provocations from time to time.

Many times, Mo Xian would also be irritable.For this reason, I even had a temper tantrum with Xie Xunyang, but every time the quarrel was over, I deeply regretted it the next day and went over to apologize.

Stumbling like this, in the final exam of the fifth grade, Mo Xian scored 94 in Chinese, 90 in mathematics, and 80 in English, as well as a "Best Progress Award" certificate.

Mo Xian couldn't wait to hand over the certificate to Xie Xunyang: "Return it to you!"

The little fool was enjoying himself, and Mo Xian pushed him away: "I won't give it to you this time, I want to keep it for myself."

Xie Xunyang accepted it with a smile: "Okay, the debt is paid."

"That……"

"There can be rewards."

After half a year, Mo Xian ate hamburgers again, only to feel that his efforts were not in vain.

"Among the three subjects at present, English is the weakest, but this subject needs long-term accumulation, so there is no rush." ​​Xie Xunyang wiped the ketchup off his lips for him, and said solemnly, "From next semester, not only the previous courses must be tutored, I will add some competition questions for you."

"Competition? I don't intend to participate in the competition..." Mo Xian shook his head.

"I don't need the difficulty of participating in the competition, just to cope with the school selection test. I studied the test questions of Fucheng No. [-] Middle School in previous years, and the difficulty is more difficult than the usual test questions."

Seeing Mo Xian's bitter face, Xie Xunyang comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Brother, can I really pass the exam?"

"Trust me, no problem."

Mo Xian took a big bite of the burger: "Yes!"