Restart the Flying Age

As soon as he strolled down, Wu Tao found that the changes in Liyuan Village were indeed not small.

The homes of many villagers and neighbors have built brand-new large-tile houses, and the yards have also been paved with concrete floors, and the living conditions have taken a qualitative leap.

After careful questioning, I learned that these people have more or less labor to go out to work to earn money.

More than that, as the suburbs of Jinling City, the entire Binhu District has a considerable amount of migrant labor. As for young and middle-aged laborers who can't live without their homes, they also know that they go to the city to do business.

Those who were aware of it in advance, grabbed the front of the small commodity market, and now they have achieved success.

Those who missed this wave of good opportunities had no choice but to retreat and start the idea of ​​paving the street facing the city.

No matter how bad it is, I also know that I will build a breakfast car and start a small business of rest assured breakfast.

In short, people who count on the soil to get rich are basically extinct.

Hey, that's right.

When Wu Tao strolled back home, he was really excited.

At least this year, after the rainstorm, which has not been seen in a century, Liyuan Village will not collapse and wailing all over the country like in the previous life.

When he got home, Wu Tao handed over the list of repairs to Song Zhuangdi to find someone to arrange.

As a result, Xiao Jiang and Heidan, who were supposed to go to school in the afternoon, hadn't even gone to school, and were chased by Zhang Huilan with a broom.

"...Brother, there is still rain leaking in our school classroom..." Xiao Jiang said this when he ran out of the house.

It really reminded Wu Tao and added Liyuan Village Primary School to the list.

Apart from repairing houses, all that is left is to widen the river.

Otherwise, this big river is full of water and small rivers. When the rainstorm comes, there will be no footsteps in front of and behind the house, and the water will be as deep as the knees, and the car will not be able to get in.

Wu Tao remembers that in his previous life, he had been floating on the water for a long time, and he had also caught lobsters and live fish on the road.

This is no small project.

As soon as Wu Tao ordered to go down, Song Zhuang acted like a business.

Seeing that it was almost time, Wu Tao took the car into the city and went straight to Beijiang Middle School.

I didn't want the car to come to the door, but was stopped by the security guard, saying that he was not allowed to enter casually.

I can see through the car window that the Beijiang Middle School now has a completely new look. The entire campus has been widened a lot to the west, and the management has also been regulated a lot.

This is a good thing.

So Wu Tao got out of the car,

When I got out of the car, he was recognized by the uncle security guard, "You, you, aren't you the top student who was reported by Qingbei?"

Wu Tao was also surprised. He knew that he hadn't met the uncle security guard, and the other party just recognized him, which was somewhat flattering.

He gave Song Guanghui a wink, and the latter immediately "touched" out of Soft China, and stepped forward to pass a cigarette to the uncle security guard.

"Uncle, how did you recognize me?" Wu Tao asked himself, having been very low-key, and hadn't "showed" his face in particular.

I don’t want the uncle security man to take over, put it between the nose and sniff, and point at it: “Where is your picture hanging on the newspaper column? I look at it every day. Can you not recognize it?”

So, Wu Tao sighed with relief, "Then can I go in and see my classmates?"

"Yes!" The uncle security guard simply said, "But they can't go in." They were referring to the sons of Song Guanghui.

Song Guanghui's face suddenly turned black, and he felt that his cigarette was passed for nothing.

But Wu Tao didn't intend to let them follow, so he thanked the uncle security guard and walked into the school grandiosely.

After just a few steps, I saw my own photos and deeds in the gallery at the east gate, as an introduction to the role models, and they were posted impressively, occupying almost several pages.

I did not forget to add a sentence when I was approaching, calling on everyone to learn from themselves, and strive for a new glory in the 1998 college entrance examination.

Really speaking, my own experience, as a role model, calling everyone to learn, is not competent.

It's just that Qingbei's sign is here, so it's not concealed, and barely qualified.

Then Wu Tao walked to the gallery on the edge of Crescent Lake to have a look, and he also had an introduction about himself.

This is simply recruiting gangsters for oneself. What about the school's plan to establish itself as a public enemy of the whole people?

As a result, Wu Tao didn't dare to fantasize, so he had to silently mix in the crowd and walked towards the third grade.

At the end of the lunch break, the day students were busy coming out of the classroom to wash their faces, and the boarding students were busy running from the dormitory to the classroom.

All the sleepy eyes were like puppets whose spirits had been taken away.

Only a few are full of energy and yelling.

As soon as the bell fell, the classroom was completely quiet in the third grade. Looking around, every table is strictly obscured by tall books.

The class bell rang, but the teacher has not yet arrived.

As the monitor, Li Cheng stood up immediately and conveyed Lao Lu's will: "Mr. Lu said, in this class, everyone completes the math test papers issued at noon, and they will be handed in after class."

There was a burst of complaints below.

Obviously two hours of questions, why always have to be completed within forty-five minutes of a class?

Lao Ban is too tough.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps at the door of the classroom, and the sound of the classroom suddenly quieted down. The next moment, a tall and slender figure walked in proudly, and while walking, there was no one else shaking off the water droplets from the hand, without the slightest apology for intimidating the students.

There is only one person in the class who dares to do this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and that is Zhao Li, who combines beauty, wealth and artistic temperament.

"Lili, you almost scared us to death!" Before Zhao Li was seated, Sun Xiaoyu turned and complained.

In the past, Zhao Li would always choke on one sentence without showing weakness, such as: "If you don't do anything wrong, are you scared by me?"

However, there was no rebuttal surprisingly today. Sun Xiaoyu felt that something was wrong, and looked up at her, only to find that she was standing next to the seat in a daze, without taking a seat, and even her delicate body was still trembling faintly.

"Why don't you sit, Lili? Don't scare me~" Sun Xiaoyu panicked, until he finished speaking, following Zhao Li's gaze, he just stood up and pushed the side of Zhao Li's seat. The figure at the table said: "Who are you, know that this position is not a place for you to sit? Get up and drive..."

The other party did not move.

Instead, Zhao Li grabbed Sun Xiaoyu, winked, and then sat down with a blushing face.

Sun Xiaoyu looked suspicious, why? Lili today is simply weird.

Until Wu Tao raised his head and turned around, Sun Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed his mouth in surprise, unable to speak.

Yang Zili, who was immersed in making papers over there, grumbled in a voice that hates iron and steel, "Hurry up and make papers. You are slow in making papers, and you are still sluggish. What does it look like..."

In exchange for Sun Xiaoyu's kick.

"Good, good, when I didn't say..."

The result was another kick.

Yang Zili's "sex" got up, "What's the matter, you kicked me today and became addicted to it, didn't you?"

In the end, Sun Xiaoyu didn't speak, and frequently winked at him.

Yang Zili turned around and was shocked. He rubbed his back against the wall and almost went straight to the beam. "Boss, you are a ghost or a ghost. When did you come in?"