At first, Jiang Biyun poured wine for the two of them. After a while, she saw Guo Mingyi's drunken look, so she dissuaded him from letting him drink. However, Guo Mingyi looked very depressed. Unexpectedly, drunkenness showed the majesty of a man, and shouted loudly: "Go, this is a man drinking, what are you doing?" Jiang Biyun let go of his hand awkwardly.

Originally, Liu Junhao didn't want to drink it anymore, but who knew that he took out another bottle from the house and opened it. It seemed that he was in a good mood today. "Xiaohao, after drinking this wine, my brother doesn't know when he will drink with you again?"

"What is Brother Guo saying? What does it mean that you can't drink with me anymore?" Liu Junhao saw him excitedly and knew that there was a happy event.

"I have been to the county education bureau these days. I am going to study in the city for two months during the summer vacation. I may be transferred to a primary school in the county town to be the principal next semester." He was very drunk and said something unscrupulous.

"Oh, then I have to congratulate you, and I'll give you another glass." Liu Junhao said and poured him wine again, but he thought to himself, it seems that there is no teacher in the school now.

Seeing that the two of them looked a little annoyed, Jiang Biyun got up and moved a small stool and sat under the poplar tree to correct students' homework.

Before the second bottle of wine was finished, Guo Mingyi got off the piglet on the table (here is a drink and called the piglet on the table), and fell under the table. Liu Junhao called out a few times and he just hummed and agreed. He had no choice but to help him on the bed. Guo Mingyi got off the pillow and started snoring, as if he was running a train.

When Liu Junhao saw Jiang Biyun holding a red pen and circled the homework book, he stepped forward and picked up the stack of homework books she had just corrected, and looked through it boredly. After just looking through two pages, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This is a little girl's composition. The part on which Jiang Biyun used red strokes made him laugh out loud, "When the sun rises, I think my mother's freshly fried oil buns during the New Year are hot and steaming, which makes my brother and I swallow."

Jiang Biyun commented on it: Are the fried dough sticks fried during the New Year round by your mother?

He felt funny and turned a few more pages, and laughed out loud again: "The teacher said that Sima Qian was cut down and wrote a note, and became a celebrity. My second uncle was cut down when he was fighting, and he also became a celebrity when he lay on the bed."

Jiang Biyun commented: What is the relationship between your second uncle and Sima Qian? Write it all in a hurry. Take a good look at what books Sima Qian wrote in the textbook.

"I woke up early today. My mother went to the field. There was no one in the field. There was only one dog running slowly." Jiang Biyun commented: What is the relationship between your mother and the dog? Or do you have a bad look? What is the way to run slowly and quickly?

"The teacher told us today that we should work harder while we are young. It is the land. In this era, some people eat more while we are young. Some people find a good man while we are young. Some people commit crimes while we are young. Otherwise, they will not be able to steal or rob them if they die."

Jiang Biyun commented: What logic? It doesn’t work!

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He kept looking through the homework books of these students, laughing constantly, and suddenly stopped again. A trace of sadness surged in his heart. Qingshan Town is too poor. These ridges are like shackles that encircle people here. The wonderful world outside only exists in people's imagination.

He suddenly remembered a poem he had learned before, "The Mountain People".

When he was a child, he asked his father

"What's there on the mountain?"

My father said "it's a mountain"

"Where is the other side?"

"Mountain, or mountain"

He kept silent and looked away

The first time the mountain made him so tired

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He thought that he would never get out of the mountains here in his life

There is a sea, but it's very far away

He can only live for decades

So he didn't wait until he got there

Dead halfway

Died in the mountains

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He thinks he should take his wife on the road with him

My wife will give birth to a son

By the time he dies

My son grew up

...

He doesn't think about it anymore

His son also made him tired

He just regrets

His ancestors didn't think about it like him

Otherwise, he should be the one who sees the sea

Everything here is very similar to what is described in the poem. How many villagers have a lifetime of activity in this small basin with a radius of less than twenty miles. They have never left the mountains, and even everything in the county is imagined.

He knew what he should do, let all this change, let people in the mountains go out and see the outside world. But now all he can do is imagine, because this day seems too far away.

"Why don't you smile?" Jiang Biyun stopped the pen in his hand and looked at him in confusion.

"This is not funny." He shook his head, no longer had the interest to joke with Jiang Biyun, and stood up and said, "Teacher Jiang, I'll leave first."

When he returned to the house, he looked at the tomatoes watered with the stone locks in the morning. What disappointed him was that the tomatoes were not different from those that compared to those he did. What happened? It was obviously the dogtail grass and thorn buds by the pool. It was also a plant. Why did the tomatoes not change at all? Is it because of the differences in species or the time was too short?

Liu Junhao looked at the stone lock in his hand and was puzzled. He was a little unwilling to water all the plants in the yard with water soaked by the stone lock, and of course he conducted a comparison and experiment one by one.

When he woke up early the next morning, he looked at the plants he had marked again, but as usual, there was no change. The plants by the pool surprised him and changed greatly again. The ground, which was originally covered with dead branches and leaves, was completely covered with green, and the stuttering grass grew more than ten centimeters, as if a layer of green velvet was laid on the ground. A bean that was originally wrapped in the tree actually rushed to the top of the tree, with countless small lilac flowers blooming, and even a few beans the size of thumb, which looked crispy and tender, which was very gratifying.

Because this bean grows under the locust tree, the fertilizer is taken away by the tree, so it is only one person tall. The rhizome is as thin as a toothpick, but today it becomes as thick as a little finger.

After checking the other beans in the yard again, he knew that there must be mystery here, but he didn't expect it for a moment.

Judging from the growth of beans, it is obvious that the water soaked with this stone lock is also useful for plants, but why did I water so many plants yesterday but I didn’t respond?

His eyes turned to the pool again, and the fire head changed a lot compared to yesterday. His skin became black and shiny, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

Could it be because of the fish? He felt like he had found the answer and immediately started an experiment again.
Chapter completed!