After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

Principal Cui further affirmed the idea that Qu Zhong's family must be a master of the world.

Fan Ci opened his mouth wide, watching what happened in TV dramas happening in front of him, but he didn't react until the end.

"You kid didn't realize that you still have two hands." Zhong Heng was the most direct, he put his arms around his shoulders casually, and looked at Liu Minghua provocatively: "I still want to beat someone, I really don't want to live."

The incident happened suddenly and ended quickly, until Liu Minghua's yell woke everyone up, Director Lin stood up with a cold face: "Well, you Liu Minghua, it doesn't count to frame your classmates, and you even beat them up in front of the teachers. people."

The severe pain in his wrist made Liu Minghua sweat profusely, and he kept yelling intermittently: "Obviously he twisted my arm."

"Do you think we are blind?" Principal Cui stood up abruptly and shouted at Mr. Luo, "Call the security department."

"Principal, call the security office, this child will be ruined."

Although Zhang Shunyao was angry, as a teacher, when he thought that Liu Minghua might be expelled from school because of this matter, he quickly stopped him.

He has investigated the family conditions of the Liu family. Both his parents and two elder sisters are working outside to earn money for his education. If Liu Minghua loses his degree because of this, the blow to the Liu family's parents will definitely be devastating.

When he thought of his elderly parents, he felt compassion.

"Principal, I won't pursue this matter today!"

Although angry, for a rural child, once he is expelled from school, he may not be able to return to his hometown for the rest of his life, and his family members will not be able to hold their heads up in their hometown.

After all, Qu Zhong has experienced so many worlds, and he is already an old man mentally, so regarding Liu Minghua's matter, he is still willing to give him another chance to reform himself.

"Principal, I know I was wrong. If my parents find out about this, they probably won't be able to live."

Finally realizing the seriousness of the matter, Liu Minghua didn't even care about the pain, and the body pulled by Zhang Shunyao almost went limp and knelt down.

They were all young but soft-hearted children. Seeing that Liu Minghua couldn't stand still, Zhong Heng and Fan Ci couldn't help but look at Principal Cui.

"It's okay to pretend that the beating never happened, but it's not so easy to settle the matter of your poor student quota."

Principal Cui glanced at Qu Zhong and saw that he was not unhappy, so he waved his hands at them: "The three of you go back to the dormitory first, the teachers will deal with it."

The three left the office in silence, except for Qu Zhong, the other two had complicated hearts.

Before they became close to Qu Zhong, they had a good relationship with Liu Minghua after all. Although they didn't get to know him in depth, they always felt that he was a good person.

But I didn't expect that he turned out to be such a person, and he really answered that sentence - a person is not judged by his appearance.

The result of this matter was handled quickly. Under Liu Minghua's repeated pleas, the school issued a warning to him, which was also recorded in the file.

But this matter was not reported, it was the last fig leaf left for him.

That afternoon, Qu Zhong and Zhong Heng went to the cafeteria, and the counselor brought the dejected Liu Minghua back to the dormitory, helped him pack his things, and left the dormitory.

And the vacated bed was still vacant until the end of the final exam.

As soon as the exam is over, the teacher starts to register whether the students will stay at the school to continue studying next year, or choose the internship place arranged by the school, or they can choose the internship unit independently, and entrepreneurship is also included.

Of course Qu Zhong chose to return to his hometown to start a business, which caused quite a stir in the school.

Because—their second window has no chef.

The most reluctance is Zhong Heng. He chose to stay in school for another year of study, and he was doing an internship in his senior year.

When Qu Zhong left, he would not be able to eat food that suits his appetite, and no one would teach him his homework. The idea of ​​starting a business with him more than once moved in his heart.

In the end, it was Qu Zhong's words that dispelled his eagerness to try.

"Stay here, sell our feed well, and remember to share some money with me."

Whether it's selling formulas or discussing cooperation, this matter will not happen for a while, and with the follow-up inspection procedures, Qu Zhong feels that this matter will not be settled within a year.

"Then you wait for me to sell the fertilizer and come to you."

When bidding farewell to Qu Zhong, Zhong Heng waved his hands and shouted, his words were full of reluctance for him.

Xiangzhou City, Jiatong Province.

After getting off the airport, this is the first stop for Qu Zhong to go home.

He has to take a four-hour bus to Zhongyang County, then another two and a half hours to take a minibus to Siyang Town, and finally take a half-hour tricycle to the foot of the mountain.

Then they had to climb the mountain for half an hour before they finally arrived at Quanshi Village.

Quanshi Village is located on the mountainside of Quanshi Mountain. It got its name because there are many hot springs at the foot of the mountain.

Although it has such a natural advantage, the traffic is extremely inconvenient. The road is only built to a place more than 100 meters away from the foot of the mountain. If you want to enter the village, you can only walk in with your feet.

The village has no money to repair the short 100-meter road, and their village has become more and more backward.

There are only nine households in Shiquan Village, all of whom are targeted for poverty alleviation in the town. They make a living by growing some food and selling it. Last year, I heard that they even started breeding free-range chickens.

According to Qu Zhong's memory, he has not been back for two years, so when he reached the foot of the mountain, he could only climb up slowly according to his memory.

On the flat ground between the two mountains, there are many large and small hot springs steaming.

Qu Zhong also saw a very old grandmother squatting there putting corn and peanuts into the hot spring, surrounded by a rough wooden fence, which was set up by the villagers to prevent naughty children from memory.

Although in his opinion, this fence is simply deception.

"Grandma Yang!" Qu Zhong stood on the spot with the box in his hand, and greeted the old woman with a smile.

"Oh, it's Zhongwazi, you're back."

The old grandma was very happy, waved her hand at him from a distance, and then asked, "Should you leave now?"

"Don't go!"

"That's good, you go home first, I'll send you peanuts to eat later."

"it is good."

Saying goodbye to the enthusiastic Granny Yang, Qu Zhong carried the box and climbed up. It should have rained a few days ago, and the mountain road is very slippery. If you don't pay attention, you will jump on the spot.

Fortunately, his own physical fitness is excellent, so he climbed to the entrance of the village without incident.

There was a banyan tree that was several hundred years old growing on the side of the road. This was the entrance to their village, and it was also the place where the ancestors of Shiquan Village held meetings for generations. All matters in the village, big or small, were decided here.

Qu Zhong touched the rough bark, and his memory was full of the scene of looking down the mountain under the tree.

Shiquan Village is almost built around the mountain. Nine households are built in a patchwork manner along the mountain, and you can see the front yard of other people's houses when you look up.

Qu Zhong's house is at the highest point on the mountainside. Standing there, he can see all the houses in the village and the hot spring at the foot of the mountain.

It was almost dark at this time, no one was moving around in the village, only the dim lights were revealed from the houses, it was getting dark early in the mountains, and everyone watched TV at home after eating early at night.

The wheels of the suitcase grunted on the muddy floor, and almost every house he passed someone would come out to take a look.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang."

"Uncle Luo, Auntie."

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt."

Second Uncle Qu, who lived at the bottom left of his house, came out of the house with a bowl in his hand. When he saw that it was Qu Zhong, he quickly put down the bowl and walked towards him a few steps: "Come and let me carry it for you."

Uncle Qu's family is living a relatively good life in the whole village, thanks to his two sons who work outside.

So Uncle Qu's house is a small two-story building with white latex paint on the walls, which is quite conspicuous in the whole village.

"Let's go back after dinner at home." The second aunt Feng Baifeng also greeted him to go home with a smile.

"I'll go home first, and I'll come to Second Aunt's house to play tomorrow." Qu Zhong declined with a smile, and followed Second Uncle Qu from the dirt road next to his door.

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Uncle Qu beat the door with a loud voice and shouted excitedly: "Third brother, come out quickly, Qu Zhong is back!"

Qu's house is a masonry house built in the early years, with only one floor, and the walls are only rough scraped white.

Hearing the shout, a swarthy middle-aged man walked out of the room. He smiled when he saw Qu Zhong grinning, and Qu's mother Rong Cuifen who came out after him even forgot the coat that Qu's father was holding. Yes, just staring at Qu Zhong and wiping away tears.

"Dad, Mom." Qu Zhong smiled, opened the door and walked in.

Under the dim light, a pair of hard-working parents looked at their son with tears in their eyes, and even forgot to come forward to pick up his box.

"Cook some food for the boss first, and we'll talk after we're done."

In the end, Father Qu came to his senses first, took a few steps forward to pick up his box, and entered the room by himself, while Mother Qu turned around and went to the kitchen next to him to cook for him.

"Then I'll go back first, Qu Zhong will come to play tomorrow."

Second Uncle Qu didn't intend to enter the house, and after waving to Qu Zhong, he stepped forward and opened the door to go home.

Dim light shines through the open door, attracting Qu Zhong's steps with a hint of warmth.

There is a firepit in the middle of the room, on which there is a small pot whose color is no longer visible, and an old color TV is placed on a dilapidated low cabinet on the right.

Around the firepit are a few small stools, which are the things in the whole main room.

The TV was off, a pile of wool was placed on the stool, and some bamboo strips and a half-shaped bamboo basket were on the ground on the other side.

This is where the original owner grew up, and the poverty of the head can be seen at a glance...

There are two houses on the left and right, the parents' bedroom and warehouse on the left, and his and his eldest brother's house on the right. The toilet and kitchen are outside, built with a few wooden boards.

Qu Zhong followed Dad Qu's footsteps into the room, found a small stool and sat down, and asked casually, "Dad, where is my elder brother?"

"He, he went to help your future sister-in-law's house."

Mentioning this matter, Qu's father couldn't help frowning, and even the joy just now was diluted a lot.

"What's wrong, Dad!"

"Your future sister-in-law's family is using your elder brother like an animal."

"what happened."

Baking his already frozen hands, Qu Zhong looked at the worried Father Qu and asked.

Fiddled with the firewood in the firepit, a puff of smoke rose, Qu's father frowned and told Qu Zhong what happened in the past six months. In his heart, this most educated son was his backbone.

Compared with the almost negligible lights in the room, the light from the fire in the fire pond illuminated Qu Zhonghan's flashing face.