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Gong Ziyuan just took part in the work. It cost less than one hundred yuan a month. The five yuan is almost the income of his two days. Although teaching at Tian Zichong Primary School, there is basically not much overhead, but five yuan is enough for Gong Ziyuan to have a pain.
"Zhang called flowers." When he was out of school, Gong Ziyuan stopped Zhang Shuhua. A little bit want to return An Zhai Fu to Zhang Shuhua, it is not reluctant to five dollars. I was worried that I was exposed to Zhang Huanhua’s purchase of things and I was too late to go out.
"Mr. Gong, is there something?" Zhang called flowers and looked at Gong teacher somewhat strangely. He thought he asked the houseworker how to use it. "Aan House is placed under the pillow. If the teacher still needs it, wait for me to make a talisman." Can send you one."
"Amount, it is not this matter. I ask you to do something about An Zhai Fu, you are not to say to others." Gong Ziyuan does not intend to retreat, and five yuan will be lost. In the school, a few colleagues will play cards when the students are idle after school. But they are all divided into units. Five dollars is almost enough for a month to win or lose.
"I will definitely not tell others." No one told Zhang Huahua that the only thing in the village to play with him was dumb one. The dumb ears are not very flexible, and Zhang Huahua does not talk much to him. Usually, dumb talks are whispering.
After school, Gong Ziyuan returned to the room with a textbook plan and sat in the room and smoked a cigarette of Xiangshan brand. This cigarette is not cheap, a pack of two cents. It is much higher than the dry tobacco leaves or the bulk mechanical smoke smoked by the average person in the countryside.
"Thinking." Gong Ziyuan couldn't figure out how he would be impulsive today. He even spent five dollars to buy one from a first-grade primary school student, perhaps a hand-painted character.
Gong Ziyuan took the character out of the textbook and opened it. Although the paintings inside are very weird, they are indeed very chapter-like. It doesn't look like the first-grade graffiti.
"No matter. Buy it has already been bought." Gong Ziyuan shook his head. The rune was refolded and placed under the pillow.
There are several acres of vegetable plots around Meiziyu Primary School, which were reserved for the school when it was formerly the Meiziyu Brigade. Now the brigade has been converted into a village, and no one has moved their own homes. There are a total of 7 teachers and principals in the school. The reserved land is divided into seven pieces. Gong Ziyuan came to the school this year, and the land that was assigned was naturally chosen by other teachers.
Although Gong Ziyuan grew up in the town, there are not many people in this age who don’t understand the crops. Moreover, after coming to Meizi, Gong Ziyuan had to fire himself, and there was no place to buy the leaves. I was too embarrassed to go to other places to pick vegetables. I had to make it difficult to grow some vegetables."Mr. Gong, you have a lot of patterns in this place. But this season is a bit wrong. You look at the beans, although you are also called the late beans, but it is too late. This bean is like hot weather. Now that the autumn is over. A dozen frosts, you are all gone." Zhang Shunlin is the shackle of Zhang Dechun, the village party secretary. He went to high school and wanted to go to the army. Zhang Shunlin found a relationship and let him stay in the village. . A few tens of dollars a month is definitely better than a farmer.
Gong Ziyuan smiled a little. When I came, I didn't know how to grow crops. I bought a few seeds at the seed company in the town. I didn’t expect it to be early, but it was late and made a big joke. Gong Ziyuan does not care. Since it has been planted, every day, it comes to loose soil, pull grass, water and water, and hope that these crops can harvest a little. My name is anti-seasonal and I don't understand it. No culture is terrible.
Gong Ziyuan’s depression is really bad. It’s too close to the classroom, so a small part of it is blocked by the classroom. By the way, the snake that was killed in the morning was in the ditch on the edge of his vegetable field. Gong Ziyuan saw that there was still blood in the place.
The weeds on the edge of the vegetable field, Gong Ziyuan, are too lazy to control, so they grow very lush. This is also the reason why the black-snake snake came here. If it weren’t for the naughty boy, it’s not easy to find traces.
Just as Gong Ziyuan looked at the grass on the edge of the vegetable field, the grass suddenly swayed.
what is that? Gong Ziyuan has a look, ah! It is a snake!
Gong Ziyuan can be as daring as a plum. His courage is not too small, or he does not dare to live alone in the Meiziyu Primary School, which is not in front of the village. But those who are daring will also have fears. Gong Ziyuan is most afraid of snakes. When he sees snakes, he becomes soft under his feet.
Gong Ziyuan threw away the hoe and ran away.
"Mr. Gong, what are you running in a panic?" Zhang Shunlin saw that Gong Ziyuan’s behavior was somewhat weird and immediately asked with concern.
"Snake, snake!" Gong Ziyuan's voice was a little trembled.
"A snake, what are you afraid of? I heard that the fart boy who ran the horse's hurdle in the morning got a pound of heavy black snake. Unfortunately, I went to the morning and went late. Otherwise, there will be a good fortune. I told You, Meizi’s first mountain treasure here is snake meat. My position in this village branch is a bowl of snake meat. My craft of making snake meat is absolutely top. When I go to my house, I will let you See you. UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Zhang Shunlin went to the direction of Gongziyuan vegetable land.
Gong Ziyuan’s face was somewhat white because of the shock. I heard Zhang Shunlin said that the snake meat, but also the waves in the chest rolled, almost did not spit out all the lunch.
Looking at Gong Ziyuan's appearance, Zhang Shunlin couldn't help but laugh, this city is really timid. However, when Zhang Shunlin walked to the vegetable field of Gong Ziyuan and saw the scene of the grass in the ground, he also spit a cold breath.
snake! A lot of snakes!
Even if Zhang Shunlin is bold, he can't help but retreat several steps.
The ditch is full of snakes!Zhang called Hua returned to his home and quickly sipped dinner. He ran to the hall and took all the yellow paper and cinnabar that he had bought in the town that day. Today, I finally painted an Anzhen character in the school and was bought by Gong Gong for five yuan. He did not intend to expand production and raise income levels. I want to draw the An Zhai Fu as soon as possible and put it at home.
Because of the killing of the king of the snake in the morning, Zhang called Huaxin was a little uneasy. It’s not that Zhang Huahua doesn’t want to stop things in the morning, but can’t stop it. The people in the township had the concept of "seeing the snake without three-pointed sin". This black-snake snake is non-toxic, and a free-spirited child in the countryside dares to catch it by hand. Killing a snake is not a problem for people in rural areas. If Zhang Huahua is to stop, he will only let others see neuropathy. Zhang Huahua can't stop it. So many senior students are surrounded by them. How can Zhang Huahua’s first-year students be prevented?
But this happened, and Zhang Huahua felt that something unusual happened. So I am eager to have a good home in my home.
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