"Uncle Songhai?"

It was Yao himself who came to open the door.

Jiang Songhai has a high rank in the village, but his sense of existence is really low. He usually goes down to the ground to plant some fields and dig herbs in the mountains. He will not be idle like others. He has nothing to do with playing cards and chatting at the entrance of the village. Moreover, he has never been to Yao Zhishu's house. So when he came over at night, Yao was shocked.

"And then fixed eyes on a look," how can this also give Jiangxiao back? "

For Jiang Xiao, Yao Zhishu was deeply impressed. One reason is that she is the best student in the village, and she may be admitted to a good university to win honor for the village. Secondly, she is different from other children in the village. It is estimated that there will be no beautiful girl like her in the village.

In such a poor and backward mountain village as Siyang village, which half of the girls are not dressed in gray, with dark skin and rough hands? Because they have to do a lot of housework and farm work, and even have many children in the village. When they are sisters, they have to help with their younger brothers and sisters.

However, Jiang Xiao is very neat and tidy every day. His hair is soft and long, and he combs into two braids. In addition to the weekend, he wears his school uniform every day. His school uniform is clean and clean. His skin is very white and delicate, like porcelain.

In short, it is very eye-catching in the mountain village.

"Grandfather, let me down." Jiang Xiao fell to the ground, almost did not stand firm, the body a dozen shake, Jiang Songhai quickly helped her.

Yao Zhishu saw something.

"Good evening, uncle secretary." Jiang Xiao looked up and said hello to him. Yao Zhishu found that her face was pale, and she could not help frowning.

"Let's talk about it."

The house and yard of the Secretary's family are bigger than those of the Jiang family. They are all painted with cement and whitewashed. Moreover, the hall has been equipped with fluorescent tubes. The incandescent light is much brighter than their dim little light bulbs.

The room is also very tidy.

In the hall, on the left is a dining table covered with a plastic mosquito proof cover. On the right, there are two wooden single sofas against the wall, and a small tea table in the middle.

There are several wooden stools beside them.

On the coffee table was a stack of materials, words and pictures, and a pen.

It seems that Yao was still working before they came.

After sitting down, Yao Zhishu asked, "Uncle Songhai, do you have anything to do?"

Jiang Songhai looks at his granddaughter. In fact, he doesn't know what Jiang Xiao is going to do. Is he going to complain to Yao Zhishu?

Jiang Xiao's eyes fell on the pile of materials on the tea table, on which a piece of paper wrote and painted, which suddenly reminded her of an event.

"Uncle Zhishu, are you painting?"

"Painting? I can't Yao Zhishu picked up the paper and said with a smile, "isn't this the row of old houses in front of our village primary school? The wall in front of the school is too dirty, and some bear children are scribbling and scribbling there. I just wonder if I want to brush it

It's just a small matter. Now Jiang Xiao is moved.

Later, the wall was indeed painted with white ash, but because Siyang village couldn't find any large-scale posters, they just wrote a few big characters. The white ash on the wall root was dirty again within a few days. It was really a bit of an eyesore to see the wall when it was facing the school gate.

Later, the leaders of the Town Education Office came to Siyang village primary school. One of the principals who attached great importance to the school environment also criticized Yao Zhishu for a few words, which made him lose face.

Although it's just a small matter, it can also be used as a stepping stone.

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