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A "long-lost mountain village, but this time I don't have to go in." Wang Hao looked at a mountain village that appeared in the distance. There was no way ahead, and now he didn't have to go inside anymore.

Because the Hope School assisted by Gancheng has been built outside the mountain, and the school has included the students ’room and board. Not long after the school was built, Wang Hao saw a brand-new four-story teaching building at a glance. Standing tall.

Opened without hesitation and stopped outside the school. After getting off the bus, he looked at the open school door. Wang Hao looked around. Many students in the classroom were taking classes.

"Wang Hao."

But just after entering the school, Wang Hao heard a familiar voice.

"Liu School, why are you here." Wang Hao looked at the person who said something, and said in some surprise.

"Just came here to inspect, when did you come back?" Principal Liu looked at Wang Hao and said in a very unexpected way. He didn't expect to encounter it here, but he thought of something.

Principal Liu is naturally the principal of Gancheng No. 1 Middle School, and Wang Hao did not expect to meet here.

"Liu School, what are you doing so urgently, go out?" Wang Hao said with some surprise.

"Yes, a student named Ling Yan did not come to the school today. It happened that I came to this branch to inspect and prepare to see what happened at home." Liu Xiao nodded and explained.

Wang Hao's pupil shrank slightly, and thought of the cute and strong girl,

"I will go with you."

Wang Hao said decisively that since he encountered it, he would naturally go and see it together.

"Okay, let's talk while walking on the road." Principal Liu nodded. He knew that most of the students in this school were students that Wang Hao had taught before.

"When did you come back, do not go back to school and have a look."

"Shortly after I came back, it was not too late."

Wang Hao and Liu Xiaoshu had a wordless conversation. Wang Hao took the crowd to the place where Ling Yan lived. The place where Ling Yan lived was not in a very mountainous place.

After walking the mountain road for half an hour, several houses have appeared at the end of the mountain road.

"Do you know which one?" Liu Xiao asked to someone behind him with some doubt.

The person who was asked shook his head. The houses were not built together, but built separately.

"I know, come with me." Wang Hao said, walking towards a house.

Liu Xiao nodded and immediately followed.

After approaching, Wang Hao faintly heard the cry of heartache, making his pace faster.

"Ling Yan ... Ling Yan ..." Wang Hao hurriedly shouted a few times, because he heard that cry was Ling Yan's voice.

At this time, a 14-year-old girl who was sitting by the bed was sitting by the bed, sobbing gently, and suddenly heard Wang Hao's voice, so that she was shocked.

"Teacher ... Teacher ..."

Wang Hao's voice was like waking the girl and ran out.

"Teacher ... wooh." The girl ran out of the room, and after seeing Wang Hao, she couldn't help it anymore, she burst into tears and burst into Wang Hao's arms.

"Don't worry, Ling Yan, tell the teacher, what's wrong." Wang Hao gently patted Ling Yan's back and said gently.

Ling Yan was wearing a clean school uniform. At the age of 13 or 14, he was a little shorter than Wang Hao. Wang Hao, who always regarded Ling Yan as a student, didn't notice anything wrong and comforted Ling Yan softly.

Even Liu Xiao didn't feel any impropriety, because Wang Hao showed maturity that was completely incompatible with his age.

Made him forget that Wang Hao was actually just a person who had just stepped onto the university, only four or five years older than Ling Yan.

"Grandma .. Grandma .. Ooo."

Ling Yan couldn't control her emotions, but the words made Wang Hao shake, gently pushed Ling Yan, and stepped into the room where Ling Yan came out.

The room was a bit gloomy. After Wang Hao stepped in, he saw the old man hiding in his bed. He hurried to the bed and stretched his hand to press on the old man's neck.

Wang Hao sighed softly and slowly withdrew his hand.

"Birth and death, grief ..." Wang Hao said slowly, looking at the old man with serenity and aging human body function, after all, there will be such a day, some distressed glance at Ling Yan.

Lingyan, like him, was also because of that torrent of torrents, leaving her dependent on her grandmother.

Liu Xiao, who came with Wang Hao, also looked at the scene in silence without speaking.

"Ling Yan, let's settle down for peace." Wang Hao was silent for a moment and said.

After Ling Yan broke out, she sobbed quietly, but still nodded her head lightly. At the age of 13 or 14, she understood some.

.....

Ling Yan complied with her grandmother's wishes, and kept everything simple. This is the old man's request. I don't want to do anything. I just want to put it in the place where the old man dug little by little.

Wang Hao looked at it silently. It is estimated that Grandma Ling Yan had a foreboding. She didn't have much time. Even if it was the aftermath, she didn't want to cause trouble for Ling Yan. She was very considerate.

Liu Xiao also looked at it silently, with a touch of admiration flashing in his eyes. This was the most free and easy old man he had ever seen, and it was the simplest funeral, which made him a bit sad.

"Go all the way, rest assured, I will sponsor any fees for Ling Yan's future." Liu Xiao said silently in his heart. .....

Wang Hao persuaded him to take Ling Yan with three steps back to the school. In the office, he looked at Ling Yan, who was silent, and felt distressed.

"Ling Yan, do you still have relatives?" Zhang Li's eyes were a little wet. She was Ling Yan's class teacher. Looking at Ling Yan's state at this time, it was really uncomfortable. The girl always gave her the feeling of being very sensible.

She did n’t play after class, but returned early to share the housework for her grandmother, farming the fields, and cutting the wood up the mountain. She was much more sensible than any 13- or 14-year-old child she saw in the city .. too much.

"There is an uncle." Ling Yan hesitated and said.

"Is there a phone? I call him." Zhang Li took out his mobile phone.

"Don't call, they won't care about me and grandma. Otherwise, in the past four years, they won't avoid me and grandma like tigers, no contact, no intersection." Ling Yan shook her head firmly, she didn't want to call this phone, so When her grandmother wanted Ling Yan to go to Uncle.

Ling Yan refused very firmly. In exchange, her grandmother Ling Yan gave a soft sigh. Ling Yan's heart was more sensitive than anyone else and stronger than anyone else. On this issue, Ling Yan never gave in.

Wang Hao had some understanding of Ling Yan ’s uncle, and even then he tickled the teeth that Ling Yan ’s uncle hated.

"Ling Yan, then you come back ..." Teacher Wang didn't say anything.

But everyone present knew what Teacher Wang meant, and everyone's eyes fell on Ling Yan.

"I don't know." Ling Yan's eyes were amused, her head down.

"It's okay, just come to Gancheng No. 1 Middle School. The school will waive any expenses for you, and give you some living expenses every month." Liu Xiaoda said decisively, so he didn't understand it because of his love, looking at Ling Yan's expression Know, there must be other things with Uncle.

Ling Yan's eyes lit up, but he quickly dimmed.

"Ling Yan, do you remember how you said to me at the beginning? It was so bold to say that you wanted to be a writer. I believe your grandma also hopes that you will move forward with sunshine instead of being as gray as now, I hope you will not forget your original intention. If you have no place to go, live with me first. "

Wang Hao looked at Ling Yan's expression, and felt a little distressed. He thought for a moment and said, slightly paused.

"Liu School, let Ling Yan follow me for a while. I won't lose my homework. After the New Year, I will send Ling Yan to school."

Wang Hao's words ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ling Yan looked up and looked at Wang Hao with some moist eyes.

"OK." Liu Xiao looked at Ling Yan's state and thought about it, then nodded.

"Thank you, teacher." Ling Yan nodded heavily and said to Wang Hao gratefully. Although Wang Hao's words were very short, they hit her heart directly.

Wang Hao knew that sensible, the strong girl stood up again, did not defeat Ling Yan that year, and now it will not.

....

"I don't forget my original intention, so I don't forget my original intention. Wang Hao was the student that I took over from Gancheng No. 1 Middle School. I was the proudest student. I really gave a lesson to me, but I seemed to have forgotten something." On the third floor, with his hands on his back, he was extraordinary and said a sigh.

Looked at Wang Hao who had walked out of the school, followed by Ling Yan, and looked at the students who received Wang Haoshu's book, as if he had received a very precious gift, and there was a pride in his eyes.

Books are not expensive, just as Wang Hao said, do n’t forget the original heart, and do n’t forget the original heart because of the rich and the poor. Wang Hao did it and gave him a lesson.

"Principal, didn't you mean to ask Wang Hao to donate to the school?" A teacher standing behind President Liu thought of a thing that President Liu had mentioned when Wang Hao became rich.

"Yeah, Wang Hao ... Wang Hao, wait a minute, donate a sum of money to Gancheng No. 1 Middle School and say it again." Principal Liu, who was pleased with his hands on his back, slapped his thighs, shouted, and quickly walked towards the floor Go down.

Carrying both hands, peerless master of extraordinary temperament, instantly ... died.

Wang Hao, who had already started the car, naturally did not hear Liu Xiao ’s shouts, but took Ling Yan back to Gancheng.