Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Leng Yanqiu smiled: "Mom, didn't you decide not to let Leng Zhiqiang take away the 500,000 yuan safely? Why didn't you take any action?"

This is because I already knew the whole story.

Ding Guihua leaned back on the chair and let out a long sigh: "I didn't mean to deduct the money and then lock the bastard in the space to do the work for me! But you didn't see with your own eyes, your grandma's pitiful appearance, forget it, let them do whatever they want! From now on, we mother and daughter will live a simple life."

With one less person, it would naturally feel a bit empty, but at the same time, Ding Guihua felt freer. In this inner courtyard, she could wear whatever she liked, play however she liked, talk or sing loudly to herself, and drive out at any time without anyone asking her where she was going or when she would be back.

The freest time in life.

When Ding Guihua started taking online courses to study accounting, Leng Yanqiu's military training was finally coming to an end.

The top scholar's mother had practiced makeup at home for more than a dozen times. After washing and applying it again, she was finally satisfied with her face. She let her newly permed big wavy hair down, changed into a fitted suit, and put on high heels, looking like a successful white-collar worker.

Well, it won't embarrass my daughter if she goes to school wearing this outfit, right?

Not only is Ms. Ding the mother of the top scholar, but she is also the supplier of food ingredients for the restaurant. Even without such elaborate attire, she is equally popular. Not only does the school have a special parking space for her car, but she also has a seat on the inspection table.

When the security guard at the school gate saw the car, he raised the remote control lever. There was a young teacher waiting for her next to the parking space, who led her to sit on the inspection platform. It was an excellent location with shade, high ground and clear view.

The camps for twenty classes were ready. The parents' audience seats were a bit busy and there were not enough seats. The plan was for one parent to come for every child, but in the end many came with two or three, and some even came with six or seven, all of them eagerly waiting to see the grace and demeanor of their own child.

Ding Guihua was also very focused. She couldn't hear what people around her were saying. Her eyes were always on the camp of Class 18 of Grade 1. Her outstanding daughter was standing in the most conspicuous place. Even the flag bearer standing in front of her, carrying a bright red flag, could not take away her daughter's brilliance.

Her daughter had a serious look on her face, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open. There was another female classmate sitting next to her who looked more normal. She was nervous and excited, with a constant smile on her face.

Hey, the flag bearer was also appointed by the instructors, and Leng Yanqiu would not refuse at all, saying that it was very compatible with her innate temperament.

Leng Yanqiu was mysteriously embarrassed, and secretly decided to go easy on him in the evening's close combat demonstration. In the last round, he knocked down all ten instructors.

早知道就晚些时候再长个子，现在把皮囊整得忒惹眼，抽屉洞里已经被塞过十几封情书，难道中二少年们又流行追求擅长格斗的野蛮女友了？都不掂量掂量自己抗不抗揍。

The flag bearer was also from Class 18. After the military training, the pimples on Fu Dongzhi's face disappeared, and now he has become a handsome young man with a strong body. Almost all the mobile phone cameras in the audience were facing their direction.

"Get ready!" Fu Dongzhi's voice was very low, and the military parade was about to begin.

"Stand at attention! Welcome the military flag!"

"Salute to the flag!"

The flag-carrying position changes to holding the flag, and the flag bearer changes to marching in step.

"The ceremony is over!"

The flag-carrying function changes to flag-carrying, and the flag bearer changes to marching in step.

She is heroic and brave, and prefers weapons to red dresses.

Ding Guihua's eye sockets were still too shallow. She was obviously as proud as a peacock, but her tears couldn't stop flowing down. The video she took for her daughter on the phone was not clear.

This is the meaning of her life, and she would feel it is worth it even if she died immediately.

The teams were lined up in rows and columns, and their slogans resounded through the sky.

Finally, the last program of the parade, the most eye-catching fighting display, arrived.

The audience applauded, cheered, and shouted. The traditional slogan of "Come on, Sister Qiu!" resounded in the students. Ten instructors entered the venue in two batches. Instructor Feng punched and punched, but he reminded them: "Leng Yanqiu, pay attention to your image!"

This is to remind her to pay attention to the instructors' image and not to overdo it. This is a performance!

Okay, we followed the previous rehearsal strictly, but I still felt like something was missing. Well, classmate Yan Haoyi didn’t come to attack us, and I was not used to it.

The previous design was that after a wonderful fight between the two sides, at the end of the soundtrack, the eleven people each posed and froze.

As a result, the instructors were still knocked down. At the end of the music, ten people were stacked head to head and feet to form a five-pointed star shape. The two students closest to the battle circle entered the field dizzy and formed an "eight". Leng Yanqiu fell to the ground, "one".

Five-pointed star and August 1st are the patterns on the military flag.

The music stopped and there was thunderous and continuous applause.

Finishing off with this pattern, it fits so well!

"Get up!" Leng Yanqiu shouted, and jumped up with a somersault.

Ten carp somersaults.

Two confused students: Why can I do somersault?

At the end of the parade, Instructor Feng greeted the praise with a smile, and said to Leng Yanqiu through gritted teeth: "You wait--"

It seems that the last man who dared to say these three words started to study cultural subjects hard.

Leng Yanqiu was quickly surrounded by her classmates. Sister Qiu is so cool! Let’s take a photo together. We must take a photo together!

Parents gathered around, finally able to see face to face the legendary student Sister Qiu, who was the top scorer in the high school entrance exam and very rich. She fed her children fruits that were not available in the market every day, and sent them limited hot spring water every day to wash their children's faces to remove acne and beautify their faces. What kind of internationalist spirit is this? So touching!

Ding Guihua was once again the focus of special attention. Both mother and daughter were overwhelmed by the gifts given to them. The parents of Class 18 were too enthusiastic. They not only gave them gifts but also invited them to dinner. They had to leave quickly!

After the military training, there are two days of vacation for students to rest, and then two weeks of study and life, and then the first monthly exam will come.

Ding Guihua: "Don't you need to go upstairs to get your schoolbag?"

"I didn't bring my schoolbag today."

The mother and daughter got into the car and went home directly. They didn't know that the drawer of the flag bearer Sister Qiu was hit by another wave of love letters. Children nowadays don't have the patience to write love letters. At most they can fill up a piece of paper, which is basically two lines or four lines of poetry. It's no wonder that Sister Qiu didn't care. She didn't even think of opening the letters and threw them directly into the little world hut.

So, she didn't see the non-love letter - the challenge letter, and she didn't reply to it.

Boss Zhuang called and said he had already returned to Hai City with the farm's fruits, rice, flour and wine. The construction team here contacted him and told them that they had dug up twenty jars of grain wine.

"I contacted Leng Zhiqiang, and his old lady said to leave it to you."

Ding Guihua was confused. How could she know that Zhuangyuanhong was buried under the tree in the old house of the Leng family? There was no such ceremony when Leng Yanqiu was born before.

"Qiu'er——"

Leng Yanqiu smiled: "That's not the wine brewed for me. If mom likes it, we'll start brewing it tomorrow. Twenty jars are too few, let's brew two hundred jars!"

Let’s ripen the sorghum tonight!