Chapter 1004 Is She Still Alive?
Taohua Village is located in the mountains. There are no high-rise buildings, no feasting, and it is rather backward and desolate.
Nangong Yao's special plane stopped at a small county town 40 to 50 kilometers away from Taohua Village, and the group drove to Taohua Village.
The road without road repair is very bumpy.
Nangong Yao sat in the back row of the car, frowning and looking out of the car window.
This time, there were two secretaries and several management personnel accompanying him.
Sitting in the co-pilot is the female secretary Shen Jiaojiao. Shen Jiaojiao's father is a diplomat of the royal family. After graduation, she became the secretary of the lord by virtue of her own ability.
Of course, she is not the first secretary. It is the first secretary who usually contacts Nangong Yao the most.
Shen Jiaojiao was able to become one of the lord's secretaries because her ability was appreciated by the first secretary.
Shen Jiaojiao has been working with Nangong Yao for half a year, but she always feels that the lord doesn't seem to remember what she looks like.
The car was bumped again due to the potholes in the road, Shen Jiaojiao bit her lips tightly, resisting the discomfort in her body, and looked back at the handsome and cold man in the back row.
He looked out of the car window, his sharp-edged outline was tense, and the thin lips under the high bridge of his nose were tightly pursed into a straight line. The whole person was like a sculpture without any emotion or temperature.
Shen Jiaojiao opened her mouth several times, wanting to say something, but held back.
Two hours later, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain.
Many people came down from the foot of the mountain to greet them.
It rained heavily here yesterday, and it was all covered with mud. When Shen Jiaojiao got out of the car, her leather shoes were stained.
She glanced at the people who greeted them, but no one came with shoes.
Knowing that the road is so difficult to walk, why don't you bring a pair of rain boots with the lord?
Shen Jiaojiao walked to the rear door and opened it for Nangong Yao.
"My lord, the road here is too difficult to walk. Let me get you a pair of rain boots before getting out of the car?"
Nangong Yao didn't seem to have heard Shen Jiaojiao's words, he stepped on his slender legs and got out of the car without haste.
The head of Taohua Village hurried forward and shook hands with Nangong Yao, "Master, welcome to Taohua Village for inspection."
Nangong Yao shook hands with the village head and led the people up the mountain.
The road is indeed difficult to walk, and the shiny black leather shoes are all stained with mud.
But Nangong Yao didn't care, and there was no dissatisfaction in his handsome outline.
Shen Jiaojiao complained a little, but she didn't dare to say anything.
After all, this time I came here to help the poor and repair the road here.
Nangong Yao visited Taohua Village for three consecutive days.
After finishing the main tasks, he began to visit the people of Taohua Village.
He didn't bring his secretary and entourage with him. He wore a black jacket and came to the home of a poor household.
The impoverished household is an old woman who is alone with a seven or eight-year-old grandson.
The grandson looks like a tiger, and he is not afraid when he sees a stranger approaching, so he happily moved the chair.
"Uncle, you look so handsome, are you from another place?"
Taohua Village is too poor, and the people in their village rarely see outsiders.
Nangong Yao looked around, the house was dilapidated, and if it rained, it might leak.
He nodded to the little boy, saw that the little boy was holding a book in his hand, and he stretched out his hand towards him, "Little friend, what are you reading?"
"I was reading our second-grade text, and the teacher said that next week the text will be randomly checked. If you can't recite it, you will be criticized."
The old woman on the side heard the little boy's words and said with a smile, "It's thanks to the new teacher. Originally, our tiger didn't like to study. He said that the family was too poor and he wanted to go out to work early. He didn't listen to what I said." .”
"Fortunately, the new teacher came to persuade him, and I don't know what he said to him. Huzi loves to study a lot during this time."
Huzi rubbed his head, "It's not that the new teacher knows kung fu, I can't beat her!"
Nangong Yao raised his eyebrows, "What, the new teacher hit you?"
"That's not true, it's just that I saw that she could kick over the gangsters in our village with one kick, and I naturally felt awe of her! But the new teacher is still very gentle when she is not angry."
Nangong Yao nodded. To gain the recognition and respect of the students, that teacher should be a good teacher.
"It's just that the teacher has scars on her face and her legs are limping, but in my heart, she is still very beautiful. If she doesn't have a boyfriend, I will marry her when I grow up."
The old grandma knocked Huzi on the head, "Speak nonsense!"
"I didn't say something stupid. Many people in the village talked about the teacher behind their backs, saying that she won't have a man!"
Nangong Yao was not interested in the teacher's appearance, so he changed the subject and chatted with the old lady about other things.
About an hour later, when Nangong Yao was about to leave, Hu Zi came over with a homework book.
"Uncle, can you do this question?"
Nangong Yao told Huzi how to do that question, and was about to return the homework book to him, but saw the teacher's handwriting on the first few pages of the homework book.
Seeing the delicate and majestic handwriting, Nangong Yao was taken aback for a moment.
Is it her illusion?
Otherwise, how could he feel that such handwriting is very similar to Su Ge's handwriting?
Nangong Yao's fingers holding the homework book unconsciously tightened slightly, and even the knuckles turned white.
"Uncle, don't break my homework book!" Hu Zi wanted to take back the homework book, but the uncle who was holding his homework book didn't seem to hear him at all.
Seeing that the homework was about to be messed up by him, Hu Zi was so anxious that tears almost fell down.
Nangong Yao squatted down, looked at Huzi who was staring at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Which teacher corrected this?"
Seeing that his notebook was crumpled, Huzi turned his head, not wanting to answer Nangong Yao's words.
The old lady came over, and she said kindly, "It should be corrected by Teacher Chu."
Teacher Chu?
Seeing the doubt in Nangong Yao's eyes, the grandmother said, "Teacher Chu is the new teacher."
Nangong Yao put down Huzi's homework, "Uncle will pay you for the new notebook."
Although his surname is not Su, Nangong Yao still wants to meet that teacher Chu.
After learning the address of Mr. Chu's house from the grandmother, Nan Gongyao walked over there quickly.
Peach Blossom Village is neither big nor small. After a few days, Nangong Yao is somewhat familiar with the route.
On the way, I asked a villager, and he successfully found the place where the teacher Chu lived.
It is an ordinary-looking small one-story house with fences around the yard and rose flowers planted. The simple and plain yard is well-kept.
Nangong Yao took a deep breath, he walked into the yard and stood in front of the gate.
Lifting his slender fingers, he knocked on the door.