Sangbai looked at this person.

I found a pile of luggage at his feet, a quilt tied with a solid cotton quilt, and a tea jar hanging next to it, and a washbasin was placed on the quilt.

Next to it is a snakeskin pocket, and there is something inside that cannot be seen. However, according to the appearance, it seems to be a book, and this small snakeskin pocket book is not easy.

In addition to the snakeskin pocket, there is also a net bag. This thing has disappeared forty years, but it is very common in this colorful nylon mesh bag now.

There are some pots and jars in the pockets, and the only thing Sangbai recognizes is a bottle of snow cream.

"Are you going to Liushu Village to join the family?" Sang Bai asked curiously.

The man shook his head and did not answer Sang Bai's question head-on, but asked: "You are also from a nearby place. How can you go to Liushu Village? How much does it cost if you hire a car?"

"We are from Liushu Village. Where can you find people in Liushu Village now? Even if you take a bicycle, it will take several hours of mountain road. You can find a place to live and try your luck tomorrow. Otherwise, you can borrow a bicycle if you know people nearby," said Sang Bai.

"Are you from Liushu Village?"

Seeing that Sangbai was a couple, and holding a child in his arms, the middle-aged man said.

"I am a teacher assigned to Liushuzhuang Primary School, my name is Ma Boqian..."

"Oh, it's Teacher Ma." Sang Bai immediately became enthusiastic when he heard this.

If you are a relative, Sang Bo can ask him to wait until he leaves tomorrow morning and he will inform him when he goes back. However, Sang Bo naturally needs to be more polite when he comes to teach in the village elementary school, because his children may be in his hands.

However, before letting him teach his own children, Sang Bo must also know him well. If his level is not enough or Sang Bo is not satisfied, why should the one in front of him teach Sang's masters?

You should know that Sangbai has very high requirements for education.

He stretched out his hand and shook it with Ma Boqian. Sangbai introduced: "My name is Sangbai, the mulberry tree, the cypress tree, this is my lover Xia Yanqiu, summer summer, wild geese, autumn autumn, autumn, it can be regarded as a look forward to you."

Ma Boqian was a little happy now because he knew that there were only one or two students in Liushu Village at this time, and he would definitely be unable to help but say anything, but he didn't say anything.

"Hello, hello, I have no relatives or friends here. I have a classmate in the elementary school here, but I have had a long time ago and are even more enemies than my enemies. It seems that I have to find a place to deal with it for a night so I can go to Liushu Village tomorrow," said Ma Boqian.

"I really don't have friends?" Sangbai asked.

"I was originally a sentencing educated youth, and my relatives and friends were not here. Several classmates were offended," said Ma Boqian.

Sang Bo knew this. Mr. Ma Boqian was a tough guy. He was shot and killed several school leaders because of his report, and his classmates were also implicated because of this.

Because a considerable number of them were heard by his classmates, his classmates did not expect that the incident at the dinner table would be exposed.

It’s like a host from later generations, who cursed Mao at the dinner table and lost his job. I don’t know if there are “bad people” hidden around me.

Once this person confirmed the report of the leader, he even killed a few people. Who would not be irrelevant to their leader?

Classmates, especially those who get along with him, are good things if they don’t use a knife to cut him, so how could they keep getting along with him?

Everyone was hiding bad things during the crackdown, but the limelight passed, and it was time to settle the score after autumn.

Everyone said that Teacher Ma taught well, was responsible, and was a person with a strong sense of justice. Then the quota for supporting the countryside fell on Ma Boqian's head without bias.

You won't go?

Didn’t that let down the comrades’ eager hopes? Didn’t it let down the expectations of those out-of-school children in the countryside? It’s said that you have a good character and a big picture perspective, but you just have a big picture perspective?

Um!

If we don’t obey the organizational arrangements, we have to say something.

So, this person was sent to Liushu Village. No matter who said this, it was impossible to make any decision. It was normal to go through the procedures, and people didn't throw you into remote areas. What can you say when you threw it into Liushu Village?

It's clear that everyone doesn't want to see you!

I will give you a purity in the eyes and the heart!

"Then that's it. I'll help you borrow a bicycle. If you can, can you go back with us?" Sangbai asked.

"That's great." Ma Boqian's eyes lit up.

He would rather walk than spend a night under the eaves of someone's house in the town.

Hearing Ma Boqian say this, Sang Bo said: "You are waiting here!"

Xia Yanqiu said at this time: "Go, I'll wait for you here."

"Okay, a few minutes," Sang Bo said, and rode on the motorcycle and drove towards the courtyard of Luxian Country.

When they arrived at the gate of Lu Xian State's courtyard, Sang Bai shouted, and Lu Xian State came out soon.

As soon as the door opened, Sangbai found that Lu Xianguo was holding a big bowl in his hand, sucking noodles.

"You're having dinner so late?" Sang Bai asked.

Lu Xianguo reached out and signaled to Sang Bai to come in: "I just delivered the goods. I've just returned. Why are you doing? Go to the county town?"

Generally speaking, when Sangbai comes to the door at this time, he must buy meat to go to the county town, because the roads in the county town are easy to walk, the roads in the countryside are difficult to walk, and it takes more time.

"I won't go in anymore, I'll borrow a bicycle from your house and I'll give it back to you tomorrow afternoon," said Sangbai.

"Aren't you riding a motorcycle? What are you doing with a bicycle?" Lu Xianguo was a little surprised.

Sang Bai said: "Just as soon as he arrived at the intersection, he met a teacher who was going to the village. He didn't have any means of transportation. He would have to run for six or seven hours just by relying on his legs. It would be dawn when he ran until dawn. So, do I remember you here?"

"So that's the case. By the way, was it the teacher who shot several principals?" Lu Xian Guodao.

Seeing Sang Bai nodding, Lu Xianguo said, "This is a cruel person, I'm a little worried about Village Chief Lu."

The last sentence is just a joke.

Sangbai said: "What's there to be afraid of in our village? It's not something from the public."

"I'm kidding, but there is no bicycle, there is one motorcycle, I don't know..."

As he said that, he stretched out his finger.

Then Sangbai saw a Xingfu 250 car. Because it was dark, I couldn't see clearly what color it was, but the Xingfu 250 car was really easy to recognize at this time.

"That's it, the bicycle was borrowed by someone," said Lu Xianguo.

"Why don't you buy a shoulder bag? What can this thing hold?" Sang Bai said.

Lu Xian Guodao: "I use the smallest goods now, but the big ones can't use them even if I want to. Can I still use them to collect pigs from the countryside? Turn on the tractor directly."

"Are there any tractors?" Sangbai smiled.

"Hand-hold tractor, it's really hard to afford it," Lu Xianguo said with a smile.

After quickly ate the noodles in the bowl, Lu Xianguo put the bowl back, then started the motorcycle and signaled Sangbai to lead the way.

So, one big and one small, two motorcycles lined up to the intersection side by side.

When Ma Boqian saw such a big guy, he was a little stunned: "I can't open this thing, either."

Lu Xianguo laughed and said, "If you haven't driven it before, you really can't drive it. This thing is much heavier than a bicycle. If you change the car, you can drive his little 50, and my happiness 250 will be over."

After saying that, Lu Xianguo took up a motorcycle and got off from below.

After taking a picture of the motorcycle, Lu Xianguo said to Sangbai: "Here, I'll hand over my car to you. I haven't finished my meal at home yet, I'm going back."

"I'll give you a gift," said Sang Bo.

"There are nowhere to be delivered in these few steps," said Lu Xianguo.

Sang Bai said: "I'll send it back to you tomorrow afternoon."

"Don't be so anxious. I won't use a car tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Just use a tractor to collect pigs in the countryside." Lu Xianguo said as he walked towards his home.

Sangbai and Ma Boqian started to work hard, tied Ma Boqian's things onto a motorcycle, and then Sangbai taught Ma Boqian how to ride a 50-year-old.

This thing is easy to ride. People who know how to ride a bicycle will only ride it for a while. At this time, no one asked you for a driver's license in the countryside.

When Ma Boqian got used to the 50s, he walked around and Sang Bai rode the huge 250s behind him.

Just like that, I returned to the village smoothly.

When we arrived at the village, it was already late at night. Sang Bo originally wanted to let Ma Boqian stay at his house for a night, but Ma Boqian kept pushing him.

"Forget it, didn't you say that the doors in the village office are locked? If there is nothing important, I'll go and have a night of peace," said Ma Boqian.

When Sang Bo saw that the man was still tough, he said, "Then like this, I'll tell the village chief and ask him to give you the keys to the house he prepared for you, and you can clean it up and live there yourself."

"I won't disturb others, right?" Ma Boqian said.

Sanba said, "It's okay!"

After saying that, he threw Ma Boqian next to the village committee house. Sang Bai changed into his little 50 and rode home. He passed by the door of Lu Qingyao's house. He shouted the old man and told him about the matter.

"Okay, I understand. I really didn't expect that I would not bring a letter to you when I came here. If I hadn't happened to meet you, I might have been squatting outside for a few nights..." Lu Qingyao said as he put on his clothes and walked outside.

"You don't get the key?"

Sangbai asked.

Lu Qingyao said: "Can I put that key at home? Okay, go home and leave the rest to me."

So Sangbai nodded and went home.

Lu Qingyao arrived in front of the row of houses in the village office and saw Ma Boqian squatting on the ground at a glance.

"Is it Teacher Ma?"

"Hello, Village Chief Lv?"

"If you don't have a village chief, just call me Lu Qingyao. I'll get you the key." Lu Qingyao said and opened the office door.

The light was turned on with a snap.

The key is hung on the wall.

Now that Ma Boqian sees electric lights in such a distance, he is no longer surprised.

At this time, there were street lights outside, so what was strange if there was a light in the house?

Nowadays, there are not many street lights in the county roads that are so lit, let alone the countryside, like the town you just passed by is black.

And here, the road without anyone is illuminated.

Ma Boqian felt that this small village was too showy.
Chapter completed!