The two of them had just had a glass of wine when suddenly there were footsteps outside. Liu Xiaoyan ran out and stood at the door for a long time without reacting. Yang Yimin guessed that it was related to him, so he immediately got off the table and walked out.
There were many people outside, including students and their parents. What was unexpected was that some of these people had dishes in their hands, some had wine in their hands, and they basically brought their own food.
When everyone saw Yang Yimin, they rushed to greet him. A man in his forties shouted loudly: "Uncle Liu, bring out your big table and let's drink together."
The students ran the fastest, and soon they brought out the Liu family's large and small tables. The tables were quickly filled with dishes, and there were various things to hold wine, including bowls and cups.
Yang Yimin took the initiative to ask the parents of which students one by one. After corresponding one by one, Yang Yimin said: "I am so happy today to be with you all. So, this day is so memorable. I will take a few pictures."
Mutually."
They took turns, and Yang Yimin took photos with the camera he brought. The students also asked Yang Yimin to take photos with his family alone, and Yang Yimin was satisfied one by one.
Looking at the small flat space in front of the house, there are three tables, one large, two small, and there are old and young, male and female. In addition to the students, some are the students' parents and some are the students' grandparents. Although the food is not that good, the wine tastes good.
It didn't taste good at all, and Yang Yimin drank at least four or five kinds of wine, but he felt happy like never before.
Because everyone respects him from the bottom of their hearts, he alone is sincerely embraced by so many people as their hope.
The man who just shouted to move the table was the father of the girl in No. 1 Middle School. He picked up the wine and said to Yang Yimin: "Principal Yang, my daughter has long said that you have come to Shimen, but we know you, but you don't know us. Are you there?"
No. 1 Middle School is great in Shimen. People in our village now say that Shimen Middle School is different now. As long as students work hard, there is hope."
Yang Yimin nodded: "Brother Feng, thank you for your trust." He was a little excited and raised his voice, "Everyone, thank you for your trust. Shimen Middle School will definitely have hope. As long as you support the children and let them study hard, they will definitely
There will be success."
Regarding the situation of Liu Xiaoyan, a student in the third grade of junior high school, Yang Yimin had long exchanged opinions with her grandfather, that is, study hard and pass the key high schools. After learning about the other three students in ordinary classes, Yang Yimin suggested to their families that they go to the county vocational middle school.
Each major should study accordingly.
Yang Yimin gave Xu Manli's phone number to their parents and asked them to contact Xu Manli. He said that the teacher was his good friend and would definitely help them take care of the students.
After lunch, Yang Yimin had to rush on his way immediately. His second location was still more than thirty kilometers away from here. He had to go to the highway to catch the car and then find a car. He would probably be able to get there before dark.
Yang Yimin said goodbye to everyone, and the middle-aged man said: "Principal Yang, wait a moment, I will ask someone to take you to the highway on a motorcycle. I am drunk and I dare not take you off."
Yang Yimin thought that this was indeed a solution and did not refuse. He said goodbye to everyone one by one and got on the young man's motorcycle to leave. On the highway, Yang Yimin took out the money and wanted to give it to the man. The young man smiled and said: "Principal Yang, that's it.
What, I took your money and I won’t be scolded by them when I go back." After that, he left quickly.
He walked and waited for the bus, and finally got a van. After asking for the location, he was charged five yuan. There were many people in the van, so it was very crowded. It was similar to when Yang Yimin took a bus from home when he was in high school. It was a typical example.
black car.
But it was impossible not to take a ride, otherwise you might not see a car after waiting for a long time. After more than an hour, the driver stopped the car at a fork in the road and said: "Teacher, you can keep walking on this road and you will be there in an hour and a half."
Go to the village you mentioned."
"Is there a car that can go there?"
"It depends on your luck, maybe you will meet a motorcycle." A person in the car said impatiently. Because it was too crowded, Yang Yimin got off the car so that he could relax a little.
Yang Yimin got off the car and looked at the time. It was already past four in the afternoon. If he walked, it would be six o'clock when he walked to the village. If he walked to the student's home, he didn't know when it would be. At this time, he remembered that he still forgot something.
The problem is that I didn't bring a flashlight.
The road is more than three meters wide, but it is full of potholes. I just talked to the people in the car. This is the main road. Walk about five kilometers. Turn right and there is a small road. This road leads to the village where the students are.
Forty minutes passed. Yang Yimin did not feel any difficulty, but felt very comfortable. Everything he said at noon showed that he had a good reputation among students and principals.
After another half an hour, Yang Yimin saw a trail. He estimated that this was the path he should take, so he walked towards the trail. This trail was only more than one meter wide, but it was far less easy to walk than the previous road. Yang Yimin was tired from walking.
Now, I can only see mountains and such a small road, but I can't see the houses. Even if I can see them, they are far away from me.
The sound of a motorcycle came, and Yang Yimin turned around and looked behind him. He waved his hand, not only to ask for directions, but also to take a ride if possible.
The motorcycle stopped beside him. Yang Yimin took a look and saw that it was a woman. She seemed to be at least in her thirties. Although the woman was not very tall or fat, she felt very strong while riding the motorcycle and had a good face.
But the skin color is obviously often exposed to the sun.
"Where are you?" the woman asked.
"Comrade, I'm going to Chen Mingming's house in Qinglin Village. Do you know how to get there?"
"When you went to Chen Mingming's house, what did you do?"
"I'm a teacher from Shimen Middle School and I'm here for a home visit."
"For a home visit, Chen Mingming's home is still far away. You have to walk there at least after dark."
"Well, can I give you a ride, and I'll pay for it."
The woman looked at him carefully and felt that he was not a bad person, so she said, "Are you really a teacher at Shimen Middle School and Chen Mingming's class teacher?"
"No, I am Yang Yimin, the principal of Shimen Middle School." Yang Yimin has to make the other party fully trust him, otherwise it will be very miserable if the other party is not at ease and doesn't cooperate with him.
"It's Principal Yang. I've heard about it. Get in the car." A smile appeared on the woman's face.
Yang Yimin got into the car, and the woman said: "Principal Yang, hold me, or I will fall."
Although Yang Yimin was a little hesitant, what the woman said was true because the road was uneven and the car was bumpy.
Holding the woman in his arms, Yang Yimin felt that his hand was holding her waist, but it was very strong. It seemed that she was indeed a hero of the Guo Kingdom. The two started chatting, and within a few minutes, Yang Yimin knew that this woman was Chen Mingming's aunt.
Chen Mingming's situation is more complicated. When he was in the second grade of elementary school, his biological mother thought it was too poor here and went out to work with an acquaintance. Later, she never returned. Some said she left with another man.