Early in the morning, Liu Junhao called Zhao Guangming and asked him to come over to get the dog.

Black Panther and Xiaopi also understood that the day of farewell was coming, and they snuggled together intimately, and kept biting each other's neck with their teeth.

A saying often said in rural areas is that dogs are human, and these two are even more so in their own home.

When Zhao Guangming came here, he delivered several primary school newspapers and magazines that Zhang Qian ordered through the post office a few days ago.

In the past, the town teaching office ordered for each primary school, but the number was too small. Take Liujiagou Primary School as an example. There are only five copies of the "Composition Guidance News" in total. Except for the two copies of the teachers, there is only one copy per class.

There is no way to distribute it to students in this way. Zhang Qian and Teacher Wang could only bind the newspaper and hang it in the class for the students to read it.

Liu Junhao was naturally not interested in those elementary school composition newspapers, but each of the two little guys looked through them with a copy.

After reading it for a while, Tongtong shouted with curiosity: "Uncle Liu, look at the composition above, is it about our place?"

"Where?" Liu Junhao followed him over, thinking that the little girl was lying to him.

You read that right, the article title: Cute Silkworm Baby, author: Liu Changlin, Liujiagou Primary School, Qingshan Town, xx County, instructor: Zhang Qian.

Has Mao Child really published the essay written by this guy? It has been a few months since then and there has been no movement. Liu Junhao thought there was no hope for this matter.

He rubbed his eyes twice again. After confirming that he was not wrong, he quickly ran to the house and called Zhang Qian and asked her to come and take a look.

I would say that Xiao Haoyu's compositions were published in newspapers before, but the feelings were not so deep. This time, Zhang Qian's guidance was of different significance.

"Okay. You wait. I'll go there right away." Zhang Qian was also very happy to hear the news.

In less than three minutes, she rushed over and shouted loudly before entering the door: "Where? Where? Show me."

Liu Junhao saw her in a hurry and handed the newspaper over with a smile.

Zhang Qian finished reading less than three points and asked with a little regret: "Just one article?"

"You want a few more articles, one is already amazing." It is said that after so many years, Liujiagou Primary School has been running an essay, and this is the first time that a student has written an essay in the newspaper.

In fact, let alone Liujiagou, it seems that there has never been a primary school in the town.

"No, the few articles I submitted were all selected from the best. Is there any newspaper? I'll look for it again." She was really a little greedy and wanted to swallow an elephant.

So, several people were busy opening more than twenty composition guidance newspapers.

"There is another article here." At this time, Tongtong shouted again, and several people hurriedly turned their heads over. The little girl's eyes were pointed, and she discovered them both times. Liu Junhao looked at it and he didn't recognize the name. The article describes the story of climbing trees and sucking birds, which reads vividly.

"It's from Daliang Village," Zhang Qian explained.

"Xiaohao, Xiaohao, I heard that my son has been in the newspaper. Is it true?!" Liu Junqi rushed into the yard like a gust of wind, holding a whip that drove the cattle in his hand.

"What are you doing? You're holding a whip in your hand and want to fight." Seeing his aggressive look, Liu Junhao was shocked.

"I forgot, I forgot to drive the cattle just now, and forgot to put the whip at home." Liu Junqi put the whip away embarrassedly. He was also impatient. When he heard that his son's composition was in the newspaper, he ran towards him with great strides, and he didn't even hear his wife shouting behind him.

"Junqi, why are you running so fast? I can't catch up even if I hurry up and hurry up." At this time, the Mao kid's mother also ran over, and followed the village's naughty kids behind.

In less than half an hour, the entire Liujiagou learned about the story of the Mao child's composition reporting. People in the village gathered at Liu Junhao and looked at Liu Junqi and his wife enviously.

"Okay, our village also has a top scholar in literature and said nothing. The village decided to reward Liu Changlin and give 50 yuan in cash. You children will listen to me. I will reward anyone who writes the essay in the future." Liu Guangju seemed very happy. After all, when this matter was reported, the village chief also had a glimmer on his face.

"Isn't thank you, Master Guangju, why are you standing here stupidly?" The Mao kid's mother couldn't stop smiling at the moment, and pushed her child and said.

"Thank you, Master Guangju". This naughty child was watched by a circle of adults, and he felt embarrassed.

"I said Junqi, I know that your child was not doing many good things before, but he would definitely have the share of bad things. Now that I have learned it well, the two teachers here have made great contributions. Do you want to express your gratitude?" Mr. Liu Wu smoked his cigarette puff while reading the newspaper, although he was illiterate at all.

"I won't say anything, I'll go out to the street to cut my flesh in a while." Liu Junqi was not vague.

Just as Aqin and Liu Wuye were both here, Liu Junhao asked them to take away the remaining two dogs, and he still had to worry about saving land here.

In half a day, the people in the courtyard never stopped. To be honest, publishing one or two articles is not a big deal, but it is definitely news in Liujiagou.

Parents with students in it are so envious. Now the children are like their children to learn from their role models.

Look at the Mao Child, she was in the first three grades and couldn't even win. But now she knows how to study and just got a certificate. Another article was published in the composition newspaper.

In short, from then on, parents from all over the world have been much stricter in their children. These naughty children can no longer be free in life, and they will go home to do their homework after school every day.

Finally, I sent everyone away and my yard was completely quiet.

But before he could sit down, Liu Junqi's scream sounded again: "Xiaohao, come here to get the meat." Then he saw him carrying more than two pounds of pork into the yard.

People feel refreshed when they are happy. Just now, when he went out to buy meat, he rode his bicycle so fast. He only took more than twenty minutes to kill him back and forth.

"You really went out to the street to cut your flesh... Take it home and make up for the hairy child at noon. It is the teacher who should guide the students." Liu Junhao hurriedly refused.

"If you ask you to take it, you will take it. There are some left at our house. Thanks to Teacher Zhang. I also want to send it to Teacher Wang's house..." Liu Junqi threw the plastic bag on the stone slab and left on his own.

Good guy, I also benefited from Zhang Qian. I didn’t say anything at noon, so I bought pork, raft, dumplings and dumplings.

Rural people often say: "Eat good radishes, the tenth day of May." These radishes were seeds sprinkled by Liu Junhao in June, and can be eaten now.

Not to mention that the crapes he planted were very crispy and sweet, and had no blue veins, so it was OK to eat them raw. Several times Professor Zhao even took a piece of raw crape to eat, saying that "the crapes are like ginseng".

After dinner, Zhang Qian wanted to search for information online, and Liu Junhao went to the backyard for a walk when he was idle.

After all, it was the beginning of autumn, and many plants and trees in the backyard had begun to turn yellow. Especially the pumpkin seedlings, many of the leaves were burnt. In fact, this is not entirely due to the season, but most of the nutrients in the roots are sent to the pumpkins.

When I was in spring, I planted five or six pumpkin seedlings along the fence in the backyard, but I didn’t eat less pumpkins. Although this thing does not have as many watermelons as watermelons, it is larger than watermelons, and some can grow more than one meter long.

Every time I picked pumpkins, I would eat them with Professor Zhao’s family, and one was enough for the two families to have a few meals.

The same is true for winter melons. The big white guy is particularly conspicuous in the yard. When Zhang's mother left a few days ago, Liu Junhao wanted them to bring a winter melon back. Zhang's mother quickly refused. This one was dozens of kilograms, so it wouldn't make people tired if they took it back.

After looking at the plants in the backyard for a while, Liu Junhao compared them with his own stone lock.

There is no change in the stone lock. What should be blooming is still blooming, and what should be collected is still collecting honey. There is a scene of midsummer everywhere.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and the pond seemed to have expanded a lot. The spring in the middle was still gusting outwards.

This is not enough. The spring water must submerge the things planted on the sandy land. Although spring water is very helpful for the growth of plants, too much is too much. If they are soaked in water, they will definitely drown.

It seems that I should dig a ditch myself, otherwise the space will be flooded with gold in a few days.

No, he suddenly thought of a problem. Although the spring is not big, it is rising day and night. If it continues to spray at this momentum, it should have been filled with the stone locks. Why is the pond expanding so slowly?

After a while of careful observation, Liu Junhao found that the problem was on the sandy land. The soft sandy land was constantly bubbling, and it seemed that the water sprayed out was sucked into the ground again. This was a small circulation system, and the pond grew very slowly as a result.

Could it be that there is a karst terrain in the stone lock? Liu Junhao remembered that he had just read it online some time ago and said that there was a giant fountain belt at the bottom of the Wuhuahai Lake in Jiuzhaigou, and the springs that cause karst are common.

He studied for a while, found no other abnormalities, so he retreated and continued to check in the backyard.

Before "Puffing" could be taken a few steps, a kingfisher suddenly emerged from the ditch and disappeared into the sky like a sharp sword.

The backyard was targeted by the water bird again. It seems that Xiaopi will still have to patrol it in two days.

As soon as I was about to go back, I heard Zhang Qian standing on the second floor and calling him to come up.

"What's wrong?" Liu Junhao ran up the stairs.

"I asked you to close the windows and see if there is nothing in the room. When I first came up, there were a few sparrows parked in the room." Zhang Qian said, pointing to the ground.

Oh my god, Liu Junhao stretched his head and immediately became angry. He deliberately did not close the window on the second floor to make it ventilated. Before he could live in, the sparrow moved in first.

You can live there, and you can even urinate and defecate anywhere. You really treat this place as a bathroom.

It's outrageous. Let Doudou wait at night to see if they dare to come.

Helplessly, the two of them picked up brooms to clean again.
Chapter completed!