When Lin Xiaoling left, she had to put the vegetables and fruits into the warehouse before dark, so she could not delay in Qingshan town. Otherwise, according to the idea of the two attendants, they would like to have another big meal in the evening. I'm afraid they can't eat a few times in their lives.
Although they all work in Fuhua Hotel, they are just ordinary employees under the food and beverage department, and they are not working in the kitchen or the lobby. It is very difficult to eat good food, especially the high-grade food materials such as Yang Fan, which costs 50 yuan a catty, and even wild Hericium erinaceus, which costs as much as 1000 yuan a kilo, they usually dare not think about these things.
Today, I came out with Lin Xiaoling. On a hot day, I still went to the countryside to collect goods. I thought it was a hard job, but I didn't expect it was a fat job. I got a good thing that only Mr. Chu Zhipeng can enjoy. It's worth it!
Therefore, the two attendants' admiration for Lin Xiaoling ran up like wings and tried to flatter her. They all wanted to ask them to come out together if there was such a good thing next time.
Seeing the refrigerated truck of Fuhua Hotel disappear at the entrance of the town, Yang Fan turns around and prepares to go back to uncle's restaurant for a while, and he and his wife say a few words and then go back to yangshugou.
However, Yang Fan stopped again, because he saw an old man coming down from the bus from the new town to Qingshan Town, with gray hair and a slightly bent body, carrying a khaki military satchel, and coming to this side with his head down.
The old man is the old headmaster of Qingshan Town, the father of Li Mingxuan, and the benefactor of Yang Fan in middle school, Li Zhongyi.
"Hello, old headmaster. Have you just come back from the county?" Yang Fan said hello to Li Zhongyi all the way. To say that in Qingshan Town, the old headmaster showed more kindness to him than his uncle and his wife. Therefore, Yang Fan respected the old headmaster from the bottom of his heart without any hypocrisy.
It's not that Zhong runqiang and his wife were indifferent to Yang Fan, but their conditions were very limited at that time. They had a son and a daughter. The son was two years older than Yang Fan, and the daughter was one year younger than Yang Fan. They were all in school at that time, and the expenses were very high. In addition, the business of the old shop of the Zhong family was very ordinary at that time, which could only support the four of them. Therefore, they often had no intention to help Yang Fan power.
After knowing the actual situation of Yang Fan's family, the old headmaster, through home visit and confirmation, exempted Yang Fan's school board expenses, book fees and other miscellaneous expenses, and even often paid for his own textbooks, and sometimes asked him to eat at his own home.
It can be said that if there was no old president, even if Yang Fan could barely finish junior high school for three years, his grades would be affected by his chores. Maybe even Xincheng County No.1 middle school could not be admitted, let alone Jiangnan University later.
Even if Yang Fan went to Xincheng County No. 1 middle school, the old headmaster did not stop helping him. As long as he went to work or held a meeting in the county, he would send him some food or some reference materials. Although there were not many, under the conditions at that time, it was already a good thing that Yang Fan could not get.
"Oh, it's Xiao Fan. I just went to the County Education Bureau to do something. What are you doing here?" After seeing Yang Fan, the old headmaster's look of loneliness improved a lot.
Yang Fan took the old headmaster's military satchel and said with a smile: "wait for you, I've brought you some watermelons. Walk around, get on the bus, and I'll send you the watermelon."
The old headmaster didn't show any courtesy to Yang Fan. He went to Yang Fan's Ford pickup truck directly. For his proud disciple, the old headmaster looked at him as his son. Sometimes, he was even better at Yang Fan than his own son, Li Mingxuan. When he was a child, he was often envied by him.
"Xiao Fan, you have a good car. Are you new?" Although the old headmaster was dressed in plain clothes, he was not a bumpkin. He was full of ink and had a head of knowledge. He was definitely not a poor teacher who did not listen to things outside the window. He could see that Yang Fan's Ford Raptor was not simple at a glance.
"Hehe, I just bought it. The road in yangshugou is not good. I bought this pickup truck to pull vegetables." Last time, Yang Fan and the old headmaster said that he contracted to grow vegetables on the farm, so it is not abrupt to say so.
The old president is a knowledgeable man. He doesn't think it's good for Yang Fan to plant land after graduating from university. Farming has become a billionaire a lot. There was a precedent of selling feed to become the richest man in the country at that time. Farming is not a cheap job at all.
However, Yang Fan didn't dare to show off in front of the old headmaster. If he said that it cost nearly one million yuan to buy this Ford pickup truck, he would have to take the sole of his shoes to smoke him.
How many poor people are still living in dire straits? As soon as you have some money, you spend it on luxury. Where are the education you received as a child?
In the eyes of the old headmaster, who is determined to be selfless and dedicated to benefiting others, he should help the world when he is rich, and he would rather eat his own chaff and swallow vegetables, and donate the money he saved to the poor people in the world.
Although the old headmaster's practice is not feasible in modern society, it does not hinder Yang Fan's deep respect for him from the bottom of his heart. However, respect is respected. If Yang Fan is allowed to learn from the old headmaster and devote all his wealth to the glorious cause of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, Yang Fan will not do it.
Fortunately, the old headmaster is very open-minded and doesn't engage in moral kidnapping. He always does good deeds anonymously, and never climbs others to do them together. If he is willing to do good deeds, the old headmaster welcomes them, but it doesn't matter what he doesn't like. Yang Fan often hears the old headmaster's saying: "it's nothing if you don't do a good job. Just don't be a bad person."This is the old headmaster, a person who is strict with himself but very low on others. He is a good man.
Soon, the town middle school arrived, Yang Fan directly drove to the old headmaster's door, took out two big watermelons from the high box, and followed the old headmaster into the door.
The old headmaster wanted to pour water for Yang Fan, but Yang Fan didn't let him. He took two bottles of mineral water from his backpack and handed it to the old headmaster: "Hey, drink mine. My classmates got it from abroad. You drank it in the hospital last time. It is said that only foreign presidents can drink good things."
"It's good, isn't it expensive?" Of course, the old headmaster remembers that he drank the high-grade mineral water which can make people full of energy. He didn't show any courtesy to Yang Fan. He filled half a bottle with one breath. It seemed that he was really thirsty all the way.
Half a bottle of mineral water, the spirit of the old headmaster immediately improved a lot, can not help exclaiming: "it is really not easy to say that this foreigner, also do not know where they found this kind of good things, how can our country not?"
Yang Fan also took a sip and said that this thing is our country's, but I dare not take it out for fear of being sliced, so he changed the topic and said, "old headmaster, look at your bad look. Do you have any problems? I still have a few friends in the county, and I might be able to help
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